In the endless darkness, Li Mo regained his consciousness. Before he opened his eyes, he felt a headache.
"Didn't I get ambushed by the Americans with a nuclear bomb? Why is he still conscious?"
This was the question that flashed through his mind.
He came from the 21st century and was the strongest mercenary king. His code name was Human Butcher, and the higher-ups of various governments called him the most dangerous man on Earth.
Because a few of his underlings were killed by the American bomber during his mission, Li Mo personally went to the United States to show off. He massacred more than a dozen National Guard barracks and forced the Americans to use tactical nuclear bombs. Then, his memory was cut off.
"System loading…"
"Congratulations, host. You have obtained the Red Alert System. Please collect 10000 resources as soon as possible to activate the Red Alert MCV and establish your own force.”
A woman's voice sounded in his ear.
"Who is it?"
"I'm Chang'e, the base's mainframe.”
"What is collecting resources? I don't have any mines. I only know how to kill.”
"An enemy can also be converted into one merit point, which is also a resource.”
"I'm good at this."
Li Mo opened his eyes subconsciously, and a murderous aura surrounded his body.
A sharp blade was stabbing towards him.
Pa!
Li Mo's hand moved as fast as lightning and grabbed the back of the blade. However, he realized that it was a bayonet. He grabbed the barrel of the gun.
"Baka, Chinese pig, you still dare to resist?”
The person holding the spear roared in Japanese and exerted all his strength to press down. However, no matter how hard he tried, Li Mo's right hand held the gun barrel and did not move at all.
Li Mo did not have time to think about why the other party was wearing the military uniform of the Wei Nation during World War II. He did not care if the other party was an actor or something else. Anyway, the spear was real, and that was enough reason for him to kill.
Liu Bi threw the gun above his head, and the Japanese soldier fell over.
Li Mo's arm was like a python as it hooked around the other party's neck. Then, he exerted force.
Kekeke…
The bones in his throat made a creaking sound as if they were about to fall apart.
The Wei Nation soldier's face turned green, and he felt as if his neck was being wrapped by a huge snake. He lost all his strength, and he wanted to struggle, but he could only raise his arms symbolically.
His companion was more than a hundred meters away, busy killing those who were not dead, so no one noticed him. The thought he regretted most before he died was that he had been too loyal to the order just now. Only the bayonet was allowed to be used, and no ammunition was allowed to be wasted.
Li Mo, who had his arm around the soldier's neck like an old friend, carefully sat the dying soldier up. He looked around and frowned.
He found himself lying in a pile of corpses. The corpses were in all kinds of bloody shapes. It was obvious that they had just been shot by machine guns. A few Japanese were attacking him. He was still lying there in a clean camouflage uniform, looking out of place. No wonder the Japanese who were attacking him looked for him immediately.
"Where is this place?" Li Mo asked.
"December 13th, 1937, Jinling, China.”Chang'e replied.
"Understood." Li Mo said.
He had traveled through time and encountered the Jinling Massacre. This was what Li Mo wanted to know.
As for why he had traveled through time and space, he didn't care. The most important thing for a mercenary was to survive. No matter where they went, the first thing they did was to gain a firm foothold.
His nerves were as rough as steel. Even if he was thrown into an alien colony, he wouldn't panic after knowing what he had to do.
"Let's kill 10,000 people first and get the main base out.”Li Mo muttered.
If anyone else heard this, they would definitely be scared to death. 10,000 well-equipped Japanese were like 10,000 monkeys in his eyes.
This guy had even massacred more than ten American soldiers with modern equipment. A mere 10,000 Japanese soldiers from World War II was really nothing.
At this moment, the ghost on his arm was cold. Chang'e sent a notification,[You have killed an enemy and obtained one point. Do you need to exchange for a weapon in case of emergency?]”
Then, a dazzling list of weapons appeared in front of him.
Li Mo looked at the Japanese's Type 38 rifle on the ground and shook his head. He then chose to spend one point to exchange for a Type 88 semi-automatic sniper rifle with a silencer.
The other sniper rifles had a longer range and a higher scope, but this was Jinling, which was considered a semi-urban battle. The Type 88 semi-automatic sniper rifle had a magazine capacity and firing speed, as well as a silencer and scope, which satisfied Li Mo's choice.
As for the Japanese's Type 38 rifle, it was too loud.
Li Mo removed the bayonet and the sheath, untied the enemy's belt, and hung the grenade on it. He then threw the Type 38 rifle into the river, took out a grenade, and unplugged it. He squeezed it and pressed it under the dead body of the Japanese soldier.
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