The Japanese Marine Corps Command, whether in the future or now, is an inconspicuous building. This oval building looks like a warship, surrounded by a square in the middle, covering a large area. The walls are steel and concrete, which is 0.8 meters thick, which is equivalent to a very strong fortification - of course, it cannot be compared with monsters like the Berlin Air Defense Tower, after all, the Japanese are just poor imperialists.
He could also bully China, a semi-colonial and semi-feudal agricultural country, and was beaten up in Europe.
The Japanese combined fleet only looks powerful, but is actually a one-time fleet.
Bai Lang thought of rushing in and killing, but only rifles on both sides could not hurt him - even if the world was in the real world, it could not limit his power. Unfortunately, it was limited to him and he was no longer able to teach others. Bai Lang walked directly and walked towards the gate with classic steps like dio. There was a machine gun position built with sandbags at the door, and a marine soldier standing guard. "Yeah, it's a navy." Bai Lang remembered what he had seen, "very energetic!"
The navy team in front of him is indeed "very energetic!" but it is about to become a dead person. Bai Lang's arrogant and domineering pace made the dwarfs on the opposite side a little dazed. In this international metropolis, you cannot shoot at will without declaring war on the British and Western ghost animals. Especially now in the concession, it would be a big problem to kill a Chinese in the Chinese world.
This tall man doesn't look like a Chinese. If something goes wrong, it will be a big deal. Ordinary naval soldiers cannot escape punishment. So the Japanese waited until Bai Lang walked within ten meters before he woke up as if he was in a dream and wanted to shout, "What are you doing!"
Bai Lang stroked his beard with his hand, "I'm a murderous man." Then he took action. Bai Lang's palm was slid, and his right palm was slapped forward. The most exciting way to kill the Japanese was to tear his hands, followed by cold weapons. Using machine guns and cannons was not a hero. "I never thought that I was the first person in a bad drama like the Japanese. Is it embarrassing or happy?" Bai Lang was distracted to think about this problem.
If you are careful to kill such a Japanese devil, it will be a slap in the face. Even if he closes his eyes and dozes off, he can kill these people. With one palm, he will slap the sound of gold and iron inside the whistling north wind, and the true energy in the wind turns into a colorful tiger and rushes over. The Japanese Japanese devils' eyes are about to fall out. Have they ever seen such a situation? The sword and halberd films of Toei are not so exaggerated these days, and even the special cameras are not so realistic and exaggerated.
The wind passes through the human-turned position and turns into ashes, and Bailang also goes into the wind with the wind. This time he rises in the air and rides on the true qi transformed into a horse when it falls down. This is originally the soul of the Tianma, and it is formed with the help of Bailang's thirteen Taibao's horizontal training golden bell cover. Under the infusion of the extraordinary and saintly true qi, this horse has all its muscles, bones, skin and fur, and is no different from the living. There is also a magical wonder that ordinary horses do not possess at all and the rider's intentions.
Bai Lang stretched out his hand and snatched it again. Clouds and mist suddenly appeared in the void, condensed into a sharp horse spear. The three-foot-long blade was green, just like raining past the sky. This was Bai Lang's Yunshui spear that was stalked by the tigers in the world. The long spear was in his hand, and the bow and arrow were with him. The ancient tiger appeared again. The horse's hooves were like thunder, and they directly knocked away a group of naval soldiers blocking the road. The iron hooves were trampled on and broke their bones and tendons.
In another world, this cloud water spear can even spontaneously slay the weirdness of the troubled world. When held in the hands of the real master, the power is unparalleled in the world. The platoon sounded, and the white-lang horse spear swept across the surface, and then slapped the bullets and bullets in front and stabbed forward. The nine naval soldiers were obviously not standing in a row but staggered left and right, but they were all stabbed into the back of their heads and stabbed out of their mouths and heads, and nine people were worn together.
This is the ability of the spear like a dragon. When the Bailang horse spear shook, nine corpses immediately flew into multiple Japanese soldiers rushing over, and they were also integrated with them. The machine gun fired, and there was a machine gun position on the roof, and it also rang out loud. "Is this the most garbage machine gun in World War II?" Bai Lang didn't care at all. His war horse was transformed by the true energy of the Golden Bell Cover, and it was a defensive power with his original energy. The energy on Bailang's body covered his dress, showing the style of mountain pattern armor and white tiger helmet.
Sure enough, the machine gun bullet hit him, and it was useless. It had to be used for infantry cannons. It probably wasn't possible. This thing had a short gun barrel and a small diameter. It was used to fire grenades on the front line, relying on the range farther than the mortar to attack infantry and infantry strongholds. The initial speed was not fast, and it was not easy to say that it had the ability to pierce armor. The white waves were solemn, and the horse spear swept over a bright silver color, and a dozen heads flew up.
Such a naval soldier had no armor on his body. If he didn't have a rifle in his hand, it would be a living target for nothing. Bai Lang killed even pigs and dogs at will, and could only be said to be a piece of meat. In the blink of an eye, Bai Lang killed all the Japanese at the front of the square in the gate. There were no less than thirty incomplete corpses on the ground, and the dead were quite straightforward. Except for the unlucky guy who was hit by the previously split corpse and exploded his body, the others just separated them neatly, and the pretty corpses.
However, the Japanese will not think it is really beautiful - it is hard to say, after all, their aesthetic is the so-called "morality" beauty, and maybe they really think that these soldiers are dead very beautiful. Of course, there are stronger guys in the navy, usually a sergeant, and several people immediately drew their swords and were full of blood. In a trance, it seemed that they returned to the Warring States Period. In front of them was a cavalry general who jumped on horseback and came with guns, while they were slight samurai, with only a long sword in their hands.
That is to use the sword technique he has been practicing for his life, and cut off the general in front of him, Xinyinliu, and show Liu, and each sword Liu appeared. These soldiers also let their rest and wait for Bai Lang to rush to kill, swinging the sword at the moment of his death. The sword and halberd films are all performed like this, right? Bai Lang laughed, he was skilled in the battle formation and saw through the plans of these Japanese devils at a glance. "Don't they think about whether machine guns and bullets are useless? Waving a knife with muscles is useful? It's true that they are poor people who believe in mental power!"
Bai Lang decided to satisfy them. At this time, even the Japanese inside had already run out and pulled the alarm gate. The soldiers in the barracks all over the barracks picked up their weapons. Bai Lang returned to his horse and paused for a moment, and then urged the horses to rush towards the guys - he could shoot arrows but didn't shoot, in order to completely suppress the Japanese's momentum. "Take off all of their heads at once." Bai Lang made the decision with a playful mood - he has not been serious so far.
Chapter completed!