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Chapter 110: What kind of monster is that? (5 more chapters, please subscribe to monthly tickets)
"Kameda-kun, what do you do in your hometown?"

"Me? Commander Kamii, I run a tavern in my hometown."

"Then business must be very good?" asked the Japanese soldier called Shangjing with a smile.

"It's OK. Mainly because my wife Kazuko is good at communicating with people, so business is good."

"You must be missing her now, right?"

"of course."

"Kameta-kun, how long has it been since you last touched a woman since you came here?"

"It's been more than half a year. What's wrong, Chief Kamii?"

"See? Among the people over there, there are more than a dozen young women and more than twenty slightly older ones. You can pick one later, bring her into the room, and then hehe..."

"Is it true? Commander Kamii." The Japanese soldier called Kameda said excitedly.

Shangjing is the squad leader of their team, and he is just a private.

"Of course, you just killed three people. This is a reward for you, Kameda-kun. You must work harder in the future." Kamii patted Kameda's shoulder and said solemnly.

Kameda immediately saluted excitedly.

"Hey, I will definitely work harder, Commander Kamii."

As he spoke, Kameda's gaze fell on the women among the villagers nearby.

Especially a few young girls, his eyes swept back and forth over them.

His eyes were filled with desire.

"Don't be impatient, Kameda. Eat first and then come back. There's no rush. I heard from Captain Sato that the Chinese soldiers who were resisting nearby have all run away. No one will bother us, so we have plenty of time to take our time."

"Why can't you just go in without eating? You won't have much energy left if you do that. I guess you won't be able to do it even once, hahahaha."

When the Japanese soldiers around heard what the Japanese soldier Shangjing said, they immediately started laughing too.

The Japanese soldier Kameda looked very embarrassed.

Poof! ! !

The next second, Kameda suddenly felt a little pain in his chest.

When he lowered his head, he saw a sharp spear that had pierced his chest at some point.

The next second, the spear suddenly retracted and flew back with Kameda.

At this time, everyone noticed a tall black figure standing a few dozen meters away.

This scene stunned all the Japanese soldiers.

"Don't, don't kill me." Kameda was not completely dead yet. At this moment, his face was full of pain.

Jiang Hao ignored Kameda's words. He just slowly pulled the demon thorn out of his body.

Then he grabbed his head and exerted force violently while he screamed.

Poof! ! !

Jiang Hao pulled out Kameda's head along with his spine.

Such a bloody scene.

Even though the Japanese soldiers in Shangjing were far away, they could see it clearly.

This scene frightened them directly.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is that."

"He pulled Kameda's head off."

"Shoot, attack." This was Shangjing's terrified voice.

Jiang Hao's behavior can be said to have scared these Japanese devils quite a bit.

It’s not that they haven’t killed people before, and they’ve killed quite a few people.

But before, they were the ones who killed people, and now, they are the ones being killed. How can they not be afraid?

But as soldiers, although they were panicked, they did not forget to fight.

So after Shangjing gave the order.

A group of Japanese soldiers immediately picked up their guns and attacked Jiang Hao.

The Japanese used a unified Type 460 rifle, commonly known as the Type rifle, which had an effective shooting range of meters.

A single chamber can hold five rounds of bullets, and the bolt needs to be pulled once to fire each shot. It is a typical single-shot rifle.

To Jiang Hao, this thing is truly an antique among antiques.

In terms of power, it is completely incomparable to modern automatic rifles.

Modern automatic rifle bullets are useless when hitting Jiang Hao's armor.

Not to mention the antiques they now have in their hands.

Of course, the Japanese squad was generally equipped with a grenade launcher squad (15 people, 3 Type 6 grenade launchers, shooters, and the rest were infantry).

But Jiang Hao would never give them time to set up the artillery.

The next second, the demon thorn flew out of Jiang Hao's hand again.

This time, it directly penetrated four Japanese soldiers.

Before they could panic, Jiang Hao had already jumped twice and landed among them.

What followed was a one-sided massacre.

With a force of 20,000 kilograms, even if he just ran, the Japanese soldiers would be killed if they just touched him a little.

Soon, the scene was littered with minced meat and dead bodies.

However, Jiang Hao did not kill all of these Japanese devils.

Jiang Hao only killed half of the Japanese devils.

For the remaining half, Jiang Hao simply broke their limbs, making them unable to move.

"Who among you is the leader of this team?"

Jiang Hao put his foot on the chest of a Japanese soldier, and the beast's face turned red.

"I won't tell you. Long live the Emperor."

Jiang Hao smiled slightly.

He just likes tough guys.

Afterwards, Jiang Hao took a bayonet from a Japanese soldier.

Then hand-polished it to make it sharper.

Then he took off his armor and squatted down.

But he has a good control of strength, and he is also familiar with the acupuncture points of the human body.

Even though it was the first time, the little Japanese soldier enjoyed the "emperor's set" treatment.

Later, even though he was begging for mercy, Jiang Hao ignored him.

The other Japanese soldiers who were not dead were all scared.

The ferocious creature in front of me is not human at all.

The little Japanese soldier screamed for more than ten minutes before he died.

Looking at the Japanese soldier who was already dead.

Jiang Hao then stopped with a bored look on his face.

She seemed dissatisfied that he had only persisted for a dozen minutes.

When his eyes turned to another Japanese soldier.

The latter immediately betrayed Shangjing, who was still alive.

And Jiang Hao also came to Shangjing.

At this moment, Shangjing's face was pale.

His limbs were disabled and the immense pain was simply unbearable for him.

At this moment, he finally understood the despair of the people of Da Xia who had been killed by him in the past.

Jiang Hao pulled Shangjing up from the ground.

"Do you want to live?"

His voice was like the devil's temptation.

Shangjing's eyes, which were originally filled with despair, suddenly lit up.

He knew very well that this devil-like man in front of him had absolutely no good intentions towards him.

But Shang Jing knew that he had no choice.

Most importantly, he didn't want to die.

Especially after he had been through the gates of hell, he became more and more afraid of death.

"What do I need to do?"

Jiang Hao smiled.

"Take me to find more Japanese soldiers, so that you can survive. In my eyes, people without value cannot survive."

Afterwards, Jiang Hao broke off a small piece of Roulingdan and fed it to Shangjing.

Jiang Hao had no sympathy for beasts like the Japanese devils and would not let them go.

At this moment, Shangjing still has some value to Jiang Hao.

As a small Japanese squad leader, he must know more about the Japanese than him.

He must know where to find the Japanese.

Jiang Hao needs him to lead the way.

So this guy can't die yet.

As for whether this guy would secretly disobey them and take them to where there are many Japanese invaders.

If he really did that, Jiang Hao would be happier.

After all, he was not afraid of too many Japanese devils, but he was afraid that there were too few Japanese devils and not enough for him to kill.

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