Marvel Teleporter

Chapter 50 Ghost Army

Different from the bustling neon lights in Shanghai, the Japanese army headquarters looked deserted, and teams of Japanese devils patrolled back and forth under the dim street lights, isolating this piece of world from the outside world.

Zhang Xuan didn't alarm anyone, now is not the time to kill devils.Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhang Xuan silently transmitted into the headquarters, and then moved a little bit towards the center of the headquarters, a spacious hall, where the busiest place was, and the Japanese could be heard yelling from afar. .

Sticking to the base of the wall, Zhang Xuan approached the window, carefully peeking into the hall with his probe.

"Hata Junliu!" At the first glance, Zhang Xuan recognized the middle-aged man in military uniform, who was also the target of his trip.

After confirming that Hata Shunroku was inside, Zhang Xuan began to carefully observe the environment in the hall.

Seventeen Japanese devils gathered around the map, seeming to be studying some battle plan.On the other side, five young confidential secretaries were writing furiously, probably recording something.In addition to these people in the entire hall, there are only two soldiers guarding the door.

There were quite a few people. With the speed of Zhang Xuan's teleportation, he could kill up to eight of them before alarming others.

"Use the bomb!" Zhang Xuan stuffed the dagger he took out back into his waist, and then the teleportation disappeared, and then reappeared after a while, with a high-explosive bomb in his hand.

This was obtained by Zhang Xuan from Strucker. Zhang Xuan had seen the explosive power of this thing when he killed Hydra before. One blast was enough to level the hall.

Looking at the hall again, Zhang Xuan quietly put the high-explosive bomb into the corner, and teleported away after detonating.

Just hearing a huge roar, the whole Shanghai seemed to vibrate.Standing outside the Japanese army headquarters, Zhang Xuan looked at the rising smoke and shouts one after another in the headquarters, a smug smile flashed across his face.

Taking advantage of the smoke and dust, Zhang Xuan turned back to the hall again. At this moment, the hall has completely disappeared, and there are ruins in sight, with broken arms and limbs scattered everywhere.

Soon, Zhang Xuan found Junliu Hata's body, snorted softly, pressed the note he had prepared on Junliu Hata's chest, and then disappeared.

On the second day, the news that the Japanese army headquarters was invaded by mysterious people appeared on the headlines of the major newspapers, and the note that Zhang Xuan pressed on the dead body of Jun Junliu was also exposed, "Say no more!"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately spread across the country, and everyone was excited.The Chinese people are really excited, the Japanese army headquarters has been taken, can they not be excited?
The Japanese were very angry, thinking that this was a blasphemy against the Japanese emperor, and they must retaliate severely.

Without hesitation, Zhang Xuan shot again, killing several of the most vicious devils in a row.However, this did not deter the arrogant Japanese devils, but aroused their ferocity, and once again extended the bayonet to the Chinese civilians.

Zhang Xuan had known for a long time that this would annoy the Japanese, and he had prepared measures to deal with it.

That night, Zhang Xuan once again summoned the army under his command.

Since the first battle in Jiangcheng, the army has rested for more than half a month, and everyone is very much looking forward to another battle in Jiangcheng.As soon as they heard the assembly, a thought popped into everyone's mind that they could kill the Japanese again!

"Don't talk nonsense, one word, kill!" Unlike last time, Zhang Xuan didn't say a word of nonsense this time, and his words were concise and to the point.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

After calling out three times, Zhang Xuan raised his hand to stop everyone's shouting: "This time our target is Nanjing!"

The [-] soldiers were all taken aback when they heard the words, and then louder shouts of killing erupted.The Nanjing Massacre is deeply engraved in the hearts of every Chinese. It is the long-cherished wish of every Chinese soldier to avenge the scars that will never fade.

That night, the city of Nanjing was bloody and rainy, as if it had returned to the past.

In this battle, Zhang Xuan charged forward, carrying a heavy machine gun and turned into a god of death, sweeping away all the devils.Fighting vigorously, Zhang Xuan finally dropped the heavy machine gun and held the dagger to harvest the lives of the devils one by one.Zhang Xuan enjoyed the dagger slashing the devils' necks very much. Looking at the fear of dying on their faces, Zhang Xuan felt extremely happy, as if drinking a can of ice water in the dog days, it was refreshing.

After clearing out all the Japanese devils in Nanjing City, Zhang Xuan still left a sentence, which was made up of the corpses of the Japanese devils, "Kill one civilian, and ten soldiers will die!"

After finishing everything, Zhang Xuan disappeared in an instant with the army, really coming and going without a trace.

The Japanese learned how to behave this time, and no matter how the outside media reported it, they just kept silent, as if they had become dumb.

When the whole of China was excited about this battle, Japan and the national government stepped in to investigate one after another, trying to find out who and what army did it.To this end, Japan's special high-tech and the National Government's Military Control Bureau mobilized all forces.Unfortunately, after more than a month of investigation, they found nothing.Nanjing is deep in the hinterland of the Japanese-occupied area, and it is surrounded by Japanese troops. It is impossible for you to have a Chinese army.

After this news was disclosed, the good-natured Chinese people said that it was the return of the Chinese soldiers who died in Nanjing to take revenge.The absurd and unfounded rumors have been recognized by many people, and for a while the Nanjing Yin Army became the talk of people after dinner.

One action will not dispel the arrogance of the Japanese devils, and indiscriminate killing of civilians still happens from time to time.

The army was pulled up again, and several Japanese army bases were swept away in succession. One hundred thousand Japanese troops disappeared in a flash.After sweeping a base, Zhang Xuan would leave a sentence, "Kill one civilian, and ten soldiers will die!"

After coming down several times, although many Japanese generals were furious, ordinary Japanese soldiers did not dare to kill Chinese civilians at will.

The same comes and goes without a trace, the same ghosts are like ghosts, no matter how Japan investigates, they can't find any news about this army.The name of the Nanjing Yin Army was thus completely confirmed, and even Japan had to give this mysterious army a code name, "Ghost Army".

In a hidden mansion in the mountain city.

"It's been two months, haven't you been able to find out?" The luxuriously dressed young man couldn't suppress his anger, he raised his hand and slapped the middle-aged man's face beside him, "What's the use of keeping you, it's better to die !"

The middle-aged man fell to his knees trembling all over, and his tone trembled: "Back...young master, they may really be the Nanjing Yin Army, and they came back to take revenge for killing the Japanese devils."

"Nanjing Yin Army, playing tricks!" The young man snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice, "I'll give you another week, if there is no news, you can die!"

At the same time, at the new headquarters of the Japanese army, a tall young man wearing a sun god mask walked in, his exposed eyes shone with arrogance.

"Welcome, Mr. Yoshida Shiro!" The new commander-in-chief of the China Dispatch Army Neiji Okamura greeted him with a pair of ridiculous eyes and a smile on his face.

Yoshida Shiro, who was wearing a mask, squinted at Neiji Okamura, but said nothing.

Okamura Neiji didn't think it was disobedient, and continued with a smile on his face: "The matter of the ghost army..."

Before Neiji Okamura finished speaking, Yoshida Shiro suddenly burst into orange-red flames, soaring into the sky, and he could faintly hear a sentence in a very confident voice: "Leave this to me!"

(End of this chapter)