Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 420 - 287: Captive (Second Update)

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Nakajima Shokichi drove a tracked armored vehicle, and was lucky enough to cross the wetlands of Sin Fan Avenue and climb up the mountain.

Although the mountainous and forested terrain caused the armored vehicle to become immobilized, its weapon systems were still functioning properly.

As the vehicle commander, Nakajima Shokichi continued to direct, having his crew operate the 30mm machine gun to strafe the soldiers of Jieke Group, providing fire support for their own troops.

"Kill, kill them fiercely, wipe out all these Jieke Group bastards."

Nakajima Shokichi’s eyes were bloodshot; his best friend had died at the hands of a Genetic Warrior, and now he hated the entire Jieke Group to the bone.

Nakajima Shokichi kept shouting, constantly checking the outside through his periscope.

Suddenly, the tracked armored vehicle stopped firing; the 30mm machine gun no longer discharged deadly bullets.

"Tanabe, Takagami, what are you doing? Fire, fire now!"

Nakajima Shokichi began cursing as he turned to look at the vehicle’s driver and gunner.

But to his amazement, the two men were sitting still, doing nothing. Just as Nakajima Shokichi felt something strange and approached to check, both men suddenly turned their heads in unison.

Yet now, their eyes were vacant of life, and their skin as pale as paper.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing, hurry up and..."

Nakajima Shokichi was in mid-curse when he suddenly felt a chill because the angle at which the two men had turned their necks was so extreme, well over 180 degrees, which would have snapped a normal person’s neck.

Nakajima Shokichi shuddered, finally realizing that something was very wrong.

Before Nakajima Shokichi could react further, his two comrades suddenly lunged forward, grabbing his shoulders.

"Have you gone mad? Do you even want to serve in the military anymore?"

Nakajima Shokichi yelled, but what responded to him was their weird smiles, which didn’t look like those of living people, but more like a dead person smiling.

Click!

Nakajima Shokichi found that his limbs were starting to act on their own, and through the glass of the observation mirror, he saw a woman in the reflection staring at him.

"It’s haunted."

The thought flashed through his mind as his body curled up, slowly catching fire, flickering with blue ghost flames.

In the midst of the flames, Han Ruyan’s graceful figure stepped out from the fire, appearing inside the armored vehicle, while a woman also floated out of the observation mirror—Mirror Girl, the one who had just killed someone.

"So these are the weapons of humans in this Pocket World, indeed peculiar."

Han Ruyan curled her fingers, and the Yin Qi turned into invisible ropes, taking direct control of the armored vehicle’s weaponry.

Once again, tongues of flame burst from the armored vehicle, but this time the target wasn’t the Jieke Group soldiers, but the Japanese and Chan Country soldiers instead.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The 30mm machine gun fired continually, causing the bodies of the Japanese Soldiers to explode, taken completely by surprise, they had no thought to evade their own vehicle’s assault.

In an instant, the surroundings turned into a death zone with body parts shattered by the 30mm rounds flying everywhere.

"Damn it, we’re on the same side, you’re hitting the wrong people!"

"Damn, have they been turned traitor or bought off? Don’t let him keep killing, bring the rocket launcher here."

"You are committing treason, kill these traitors."

By the time the Japanese Soldiers realized what was happening, over a hundred had been killed. Someone brought a rocket launcher, and a rocket blasted into the armored vehicle, detonating the ammunition inside. Flames erupted from all sides, and the armored vehicle was finally silenced.

However, such incidents were not isolated.

At a rear artillery position, submerged under a flood, several self-propelled howitzers were firing continuously. The fifty-kilogram 155mm artillery shells they launched could blast scores of meters in every direction, causing people and horses to tumble.

But just as the Japanese artillery position was covering fire, several ghostly shadows drifted in.

The cannons began to cease fire one after another because their operators had been deprived of their lives by various strange methods.

Even with armor, including tanks, nothing could withstand the strange infiltrating killing of the fierce ghosts ranked third and fourth grade.

As the ghostly figures moved in, undetectable by ordinary people, the artillerymen and armored vehicles on the battlefield were dying mysteriously and fell silent.

The last remaining heavy firepower of Japan and Chan Country was suddenly thrown into an unsustainable situation,

No eyewitnesses were left by the actions of the ghosts, and the chaotic battlefield became a hunting ground for the fierce ghosts, who freely toyed with the enemy soldiers.

To ordinary people, any attack from a fierce ghost was extremely lethal without even trying too hard.

Occasionally, someone would discover the existence of fierce ghosts, but even then, Han Ruyan’s ability to block electronic signals meant no messages could be sent out, and the eyewitnesses would ultimately be killed to silence them.

Fierce ghosts killed quickly, a fact that was still held back by the restrictions of their power on Blue Star.

After all, there was no Spiritual Energy on Blue Star, so here, the ghosts were like fish out of water, and using too much power meant having to recharge with Spirit Stones.

For the sake of victory, the expenditure of corresponding Spirit Stones was inevitable to eradicate a large amount of heavy firepower.

With the ghosts and Genetic Warriors striking, the battle was practically devoid of any suspense.

One soldier after another sought to flee, but with Sin Fan Avenue transformed into a marshland, and the mountains above patrolled by Super Soldiers, Genetic Warriors, as well as nearly ten thousand elite mountain infantry, escape through the forest was impossible.

"I surrender, I surrender."

"I am from Chan Country too, Chans don’t fight Chans."

"Don’t kill us, the Japanese government made us come to Chan Country, we are victims too."

In the end, as morale plummeted to rock bottom, Japanese Soldiers and Chan Country Soldiers began to surrender en masse, raising their hands in the French military salute.

Like a tumbling mountain, surrender spread like a virus, one after another becoming infected.

The soldiers all had the same thought, why should they fight to the death when others could surrender and live, needlessly throwing away their lives.

Because of this, many surrendered, and their actions of surrender were witnessed by other soldiers, shaking more soldiers’ resolve, and the contagion spread, causing the entire situation to collapse.

The fighting became sporadic, with the Genetic Warriors cleaning up the remnants of the hardliners.

The rest of the Japanese Soldiers and Chan Country Soldiers dropped their weapons, knelt with their hands on their heads, faces filled with despair and anxiety, awaiting the judgment of the Jieke Group.

The great army of one hundred and fifty thousand suffered tens of thousands of casualties, some even drowned by the floodwaters.

It could be said, had they chosen to fight to the end, to the last man, the outcome of the battle would still be uncertain.

After all, the reality was that the Jieke Group was outnumbered, and the stamina of Genetic Warriors and Super Soldiers was not limitless; they too could be killed.

But on the battlefield, there are no ifs. Clearly, the Japanese Soldiers and Chan Country Soldiers did not possess the steel will to fight to the death, ultimately leading to their complete annihilation.

"General Su, we have won this battle."

Miao Lun, covered in blood, walked back to Su Jie with an excited and thrilled smile. With just ten thousand men, relying mainly on hundreds of Genetic Warriors and thousands of Super Soldiers, they had managed to crush and eradicate this army of tens of thousands.

This victory, if told, would likely be taken for a myth.

Touching the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in his embrace, Su Jie contentedly said, "The way those Japanese Soldiers look at you now clearly shows you have not disappointed my expectations."

As they spoke, a stream of captives walked by with their hands tied behind their backs, heads hung low, being escorted.

As they passed by, the fear in their eyes when they looked at Miao Lun and other Genetic Warriors was palpable; many shook uncontrollably in their legs, retreating backward and avoiding the Genetic Warriors’ gaze.

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Obviously, an indelible psychological shadow of the Genetic Warriors had been left in their minds.

"Go take a good rest for a while, you’ll probably become the center of public attention soon," Su Jie said, patting Miao Lun’s shoulder, already foreseeing tomorrow when news of the battle at the Ruo Kai Mountains broke, it would surely make the front page of international news.