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For Japan, the use of Chinese cultivators to make biochemical warriors has always been a secret, and even some high-level officials in their government do not know about it.
If it weren't for the appearance of Liu Tian, the prey with the sacred stone, the Japanese military would not even send out the swordsman, because once he was sent out, it would be equivalent to letting people know that Japan was using cultivators to make biochemical warriors.
China will definitely know about it by then, because they still have shortcomings in this area, so they are still studying it. Once China knows about it, there will definitely be unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for the Japanese military to let this secret be known, especially Liu Tian, a Chinese. When they sent out the swordsman, they already regarded Liu Tian's life as their own.
But who knew that this change would happen now? Fortunately, the military was not confident that Yamamoto Daxiong could capture Liu Tian and had already sent a large army to wait at the foot of the mountain. Now that something had happened, it was naturally impossible to hide in secret.
Helicopters were flying one after another in the sky, and the searchlights seemed to illuminate the entire Dongying Mountain.
After a while, a helicopter stood out from the many helicopters and landed on the top of the mountain. A group of soldiers in military uniforms stepped out of the helicopter.
Between the yams, densely packed troops were parked there, waiting for the order to be issued.
The night becomes boiling——
The rain was falling, blurring everyone's eyes. The soldiers led by Yamamoto Daxiong just now were also a little stunned. They didn't expect what was going on. Obviously they didn't know that there would be soldiers coming up.
A group of people who got off the plane slowly walked towards this side.
Five or six soldiers came over surrounded by a man wearing a heather gray suit. After seeing it, the people led by Yamamoto Daxiong bowed one after another, "The Emperor——"
The man in heather gray clothes stopped, looked at the remaining defeated soldiers with a calm face, and then nodded.
"I'm sorry." The soldier closest to him lowered his head in shame.
The hemp-grey man glanced at Yamamoto Daokuma, who was lying in a pool of blood. The blood had been washed away and he had long since lost his life.
I saw him taking off his coat, then covering Yamamoto Daxiong's body, and then raised a bow, and several people around him also bowed.
Finally, the man in heather gray clothes looked at the group of soldiers and said seriously in Japanese, "Your general, the mission has not been completed, and you have also seen things you shouldn't have seen and seen things you shouldn't have seen. Heroes, get on your way.
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A group of people were stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other.
Silence, unusual silence, their emperor stood there, silent.
"Long live the Emperor——"
Finally, one of them looked up to the sky and roared, then picked up the katana in his hand and stabbed himself in the abdomen, then fell into a pool of blood.
Someone took the lead, and others immediately followed. Within a minute, almost all the soldiers committed suicide by disembowelling themselves.
If you let your minister die, you will have to die.
They are all soldiers, and good soldiers do not respect national boundaries or race.
However, the corpses and bloody atmosphere here were also unusually solemn, but their emperor was unusually calm and showed no discomfort at all.
Then he looked at the only soldier still standing there——
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die." Yamamoto Guiichi had a mental breakdown.
He watched his comrades around him fall to the ground one by one. He collapsed and was frightened. The fear instantly spread in his heart. He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.
He just listened to his grandfather's words and became a soldier. In fact, he didn't want to be a soldier. In other words, he didn't think he was a soldier at all. He didn't want to commit suicide by disembowelling himself. He didn't want to.
He wants to live.
How good it is to be alive.
There is money to spend, there are girls to have sex with, and he is still young. He still has glory and wealth to enjoy. How could he die? How could he——
He ran, ran forward. He ran forward, facing the light and hope, running as fast as he could, running away from the fear of death.
puff!
But before he could run far, a sharp sword in the night sky pierced through his back instantly like a bullet. He turned around unwillingly and looked at the indifference on the emperor's face. Then the unwilling look had not faded, and his pupils
It gradually became bigger and scattered, and finally fell down.
The only samurai wearing samurai uniforms and wooden clogs beside the emperor walked over and took back the samurai sword that passed through Yamamoto Kaiichi. He raised it and let the rain wash away the blood on the blade.
The shiny blade reflected a faint light on the man's face. This was an ordinary-looking man, but there was a murderous aura between his eyebrows that ordinary people didn't have. And it was very strong.
"It's really embarrassing for his grandfather." After the man returned to the emperor, he said indifferently.
The emperor didn't say anything, then looked at Liu Tian and said calmly, "They are all dead."
Liu Tian looked at the Emperor and nodded, "They are all dead, but they were all killed by you."
"They are all good soldiers." The emperor said calmly.
"It's a pity, I know too much." Liu Tian said regretfully.
"You also know a lot," the Emperor said.
"So, I have to die too." Liu Tian looked directly at him, not afraid because of what he said. At this point, there was nothing to be afraid of. Liu Tian would definitely not be so stupid and naive as to think that they would let him go.
"You have to die too." The Emperor nodded, "But before you die, your sacred stone must be taken out first."
"I'm very curious. How do you know that there is a divine stone in my body? Look at how many soldiers and equipment you have now. I can't escape even if I have wings. In your eyes, I'm probably already a dead person.
.In this case, let me die knowingly."
"I have no obligation to let you die knowingly." The emperor shook his head.
Liu Tian felt a little regretful. It seemed that he couldn't get anything out. He spat out a mouthful of blood in his throat, and then said, "In this case, there is no need to talk about it."
Before the emperor could speak, the samurai just stood up. He stared at Liu Tian for a long time, which made Liu Tian feel a little numb. Could this little Japanese like men?
"Emperor, leave it to me."
He took a step forward, then looked at Liu Tian and said, "The move you just used was the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique, right?"
"How do you know?" Liu Tian was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, and then calmed down and asked.
"What does Yan Nanfei have to do with you?" the man asked again.
"He is my master." Liu Tian thought for a while and then said that he taught him swordsmanship. Although he did not teach anyone else, once he is a teacher, he will always be a teacher.
"That's right." The man grinned and smiled.
"You know him?"
The man did not answer Liu Tian, but pointed the samurai swords at Liu Tian, "Today, you have to fight me."