My regiment in the War of Resistance
18 Taoist priest practices to pray for rain

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The hot jungle was constantly emitting the smell of steam, mixed with the smell of blood and ammunition, making it difficult to breathe. Meng Fan looked up at the sky. It didn't look like it was going to rain.

" Brothers, we can't act blindly. This concerns the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in the surrounding area. If we're not careful, we'll definitely cause a lot of casualties."

"Regiment Commander, what should we do?" Not Spicy anxiously continued.

" The main thing is that everything will be fine if it rains." Everyone saw Meng Fan's melancholy and understood in their hearts. How could rain come in such hot weather? Unless there was a god helping.

Help from a deity?

A thought suddenly came to Bu La's mind. He suddenly thought of something.

" Deputy Commander, I have an idea." She whispered in Meng Fan's ear. Maybe it could work, but it all depended on luck. Although Meng Fan had super invincible abilities, it didn't mean he could call the wind and summon the rain.

The team temporarily stayed in the forest to hide. He and Bula left in a hurry.

"You guys go there. Why don't I go with you?"

Ah Yi knew that they had left. If anything happened, he would definitely not be able to take care of them, so he was more anxious.

It was almost halfway through the 72-hour invisibility. If he didn't move soon, the invisibility would disappear, and it would be very difficult to complete the mission. Entering and leaving the warehouse would be a very troublesome matter.

After traveling for dozens of kilometers, the two of them flew forward. Bula brought Fan to the county town of Da Ma. They looked around and saw a man wearing a skullcap and glasses with the word "fortune-telling" in his hand. He was shouting to attract business.

Isn't this a fortune-teller from the mainland? Could it be that fortune-telling was also popular in this place?

Meng Fan had already figured out what wasn't spicy. He wanted to find an expert to teach him a thing or two. Praying for rain!

"May I ask what the two of you need?"

"We…"

Bula stammered. This was definitely an earth-shattering event, and he couldn't afford to be careless. If it was leaked, everyone would be finished.

"Grandmaster, can we talk in private?"

The master might have understood what they meant. He had seen all kinds of people and things in Jianghu, so he was not worried.

The three of them passed through the streets and alleys and came to a courtyard that had not been inhabited for a long time. Bula threw a stone in and the door opened.

"Big brother, have you completed your mission?”He opened the door and saw Fan coming back.

This courtyard was uninhabited all year round, so no one usually came here. When he walked into the house, the Mystic Dragon was still lying on the bed. There were no scars on its face, so it was obvious that it had recovered a lot. Veterinarian Hao was indeed a good person. Not only did he serve the Mystic Dragon every day, but he also cooked for it and was busy. They had been on tenterhooks for half a day. What if the enemy searched for them?

"You're all back. I'll make you something to eat."

" Judging from your accent, you're from Guanzhong," the Taoist priest said in Guanzhong dialect.

" Aiya, I met a fellow villager here." The two of them started chatting enthusiastically. It turned out that the Taoist priest was wandering around and was driven out of the border by the enemy's bombing. He walked all the way here.

The Daoist priest was from Clear Wind Temple on Taibai Mountain. He traveled around to study and was forced to come here by the chaos of war.

"You guys chat later, let's talk about something serious."

Fan Liao sensed that he was not a bad person, so he told him the plan directly.

"Master, the one lying on the bed is our battalion commander. He infiltrated the enemy's gas warehouse and found that he was poisoned by the poison gas. He is recuperating here. The poison gas is extremely lethal. If it is not destroyed soon, our people and even the people of the world will be in trouble."

"Oh, then this poor priest is just a Taoist priest who is studying. I don't have the ability to help you fight."

"Poison gas is afraid of rain. It won't spread if there's rain."

The Daoist priest seemed to have understood something. He sat cross-legged and pinched his fingers. An idea came to him.

"Why don't we try casting a spell? There will be clouds in the southwest for two days, so there might be heavy rain."

Two days had already exceeded Fan's invisibility plan. What should he do?

There was no harm in praying for rain first. They still believed in the Taoist priest's ability to pray for rain. They simply set up the altar. The Taoist priest faced the southwest direction, chanted scriptures, and rang the bell. Suddenly, a strong wind blew. There had been no cold wind for many days, but today, there was a strong wind.

Meng Fan could already feel the Taoist priest's mana.

According to the plan, it would rain in two days, so they had to adjust their battle plan. At this time, because of the movement of the Taoist priest's spell, the enemies patrolling at the door heard the movement in the courtyard.

He kept banging on the door and shouting.

"Hurry up and open the door, or something."

Everyone instantly fell silent. Of course, according to the invisibility spell designed by the system, there was no problem for the time being. However, as long as someone opened the door, there would definitely be a problem.

The Japanese used their guns to smash open the door and rushed into the courtyard. They only saw the altar that was used to cast the spell and the messy burnt paper. There was no one in the courtyard. They began to panic and quickly retreated from the courtyard.

The Taoist priest didn't expect Meng Fan to have the super invincible invisibility ability, thinking he had to hide it himself.

Fan Liao said goodbye to them and continued to rush to the poison gas bomb camp according to the plan. The brothers quietly hid in the dense forest without any sound. They did not drink a drop of water for two days.

Fan Le brought food and water, and everyone ate and drank well. Fan Le carefully arranged the battle deployment, and then sneaked into the enemy's gas warehouse alone.

Meng Fan discovered a new problem when he entered the gas warehouse. There were many new faces in the warehouse, most of them disabled soldiers and local residents. What was the enemy trying to do? He had some doubts, but since they still had two days to destroy it, these people had to be rescued.

He didn't stay idle in the storeroom either. He did a check on the prison cells one by one. There was only one floor of the storeroom that was exposed to the ground, but there were three floors underground. The functions of each floor were different.

He was heartbroken when he saw the dried corpses that had been created by the poison gas experiments hanging on the barbed wire and the bloody corpses being put into the meat grinder. The patients who had been injected with the plague vaccine were in excruciating pain.

He had to destroy the poisonous gas and rescue these human experimental specimens.

He waited quietly. He was also a learned man. Facing these things, he was extremely hurt, but he had to be strong.

The door of the storeroom opened with a bang, and a group of Japanese soldiers walked in. They were dressed neatly in anti-virus suits and escorted the live specimens out. From the sound of it, it seemed that the outside was protected from the wind and disinfected by the sun to prevent the specimens from infecting each other and causing the vaccine to be impure.

The enemy had really put in a lot of effort, but at the very least, these people had a chance of winning after leaving the warehouse.

Looking at the time, there were still a few hours before his super invincible invisibility function disappeared. If he was exposed, things would not be so simple.

Making the first move made him think. He couldn't be a sinner of history, right? He had to wait a little longer. He didn't stay idle either. Relying on his super invincible stealth function, he walked into the headquarters office and picked up the Pu 'er tea that they had just brewed. Although the enemy commander was on the phone, he didn't notice it at all.

" Release 50 poisonous gas bombs before 12 o'clock tomorrow. We must turn the situation in Southeast Asia around and let the world know how powerful we are."

Fan tasted the tea and listened to the commander's orders over the phone!

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