War garbage collection system

As a result, Han Xing discovered that these 600 or so Japanese soldiers came from the same place and were currently staying in a luxurious hotel.

“Hahaha, I finally found you. You guys really came from the same place.

You set a trap for me last night, and you thought I was a fool, right?

Now, is it my turn to investigate you?

Where are you from?

Who are your direct leaders?

You guys don't seem to be from the same organization, but you are able to get together. There must be some big conspiracy going on, right?

What is your purpose here?

How many reinforcements like you are there?

You set traps for me, so why don’t I set traps for you?

If you were eliminated, it would probably be a huge blow to your country, right?

So, let’s have a showdown between the strong!

I want to see who is stronger, my brothers or you elite among the elite. How strong can you be? "

Han Xing, a little beggar lying in a corner beside the road, was smiling and muttering to himself:

Even a clay man has a temper, let alone a Korean star who possesses a supernatural plug-in and has more than 2000 subordinates who are the world's top agents.

There are so many advanced weapons and individual equipment that are beyond this era. As long as it is night, I, Han Xing, can I be afraid of you?

However, in order to completely wipe out these elite Japs from our base camp, I'd better come up with a plan first!

I will choose a good place for you to be buried. If you dare to plot against me, you will have to compensate for my mental loss with your life.

The plan this time is called: Plan to Destroy the False God!

For the next two days, Han Xing dressed up as the little beggar and wandered around here.

Those Japanese soldiers who thought they were elite never dreamed that their biggest enemy was watching them not far away.

He also possesses an incredible plug-in: mental power, which allows him to pay 360-degree attention to their every word and action, including all their secrets.

That night, the Japs also knew about the trap, it was so obvious.

So they put out the fire, didn't turn on the lights, and didn't use torches, but secretly prepared a large number of flares.

You say these Japanese are cunning, they are really cunning!

However, they don’t know: who will be their opponent this time, and what kind of powerful cheats he possesses.

Priest Matsushita, Leader Shimizu, and Jonin Suzuki, the captain and deputy captain of the team, didn't know that their every word and action was seen by Han Xing.

Their ideas and purposes, including their capture plans and backup plans, various plans, the time to execute the plans, etc., all of these were displayed in Han Xing's eyes.

Just like a group of people hiding in a secret room and plotting, their words and actions are broadcast live in the Korean star's mind.

The next night, the somewhat tired Matsushita priest Japs decided to withdraw their troops.

This kind of reversed day and night life is not something that ordinary people can adapt to. It seems that these so-called elite Japanese devils cannot adapt to it.

They implemented the plan of incorporating only one elite Japanese soldier into each patrol in order to paralyze their opponents.

Look, we have removed all the traps for you, come out quickly and fight us!

In fact, these Japs were already interrogating Smith, trying to find a way out of him.

It turned out that at noon today, the ignorant Smith went to his ship happily to check on the weapons, ammunition and equipment that had just arrived.

As a result, he was caught by the Japanese Special High Police who had been monitoring him.

Although he is an ugly Chinese and has the power of foreign pardon, are the Japanese devils human beings?

They were not human beings at all. They took Smith to the interrogation room of the Special Higher Police in a rough manner.

Mr. Smith was already in a panic. He was just an ordinary businessman and had never seen such a scene before. He was immediately scared out of his wits.

This is a typical case of a scholar meeting a soldier. You can't explain your reason clearly, and the soldiers under you don't care who you are or give you any face.

But these elite Japanese soldiers still gave Smith some face and did not torture him directly. Instead, they let him watch a feast of visuals.

In the interrogation room of the Special High Police, Smith, who was as white as a lotus, finally saw the darkness, cruelty and suffering, life and death in this world!

Whipping with whips, whipping with salt water, branding with fire, the skin was smoking, the tiger bench, the prisoners fainted from the pain, pepper water was poured into their mouths, electric shock, the prisoners' nails were peeled off, iron spikes were inserted into their toes...

Smith was enlightened by the various methods of torture.

Right in front of his eyes, a Jintong agent was brutally tortured to death. Of course, it might have been a painful death.

Anyway: it was a miserable death!

Then, these Japanese devils took Mr. Smith to the scene of the execution.

In front of him, five Guo army soldiers who refused to surrender were shot.

It was amazing to see that these five Guo army soldiers who had been tortured and barely survived were still shot to death by the Japanese.

Mr. Smith, who was already timid, collapsed. He was so scared that he peed and shit all over the place. He collapsed to the ground and couldn't even stand up.

After Smith was dragged back to the Special High Section, the Japanese placed some US dollars and a sumptuous Western meal on a table. Then, the ferocious Japanese interrogator asked him kindly:

"Mr. Smith, everything you have seen this afternoon will be used against you if you do not surrender.

Of course, if Mr. Smith is smart, he will cooperate with us.

The result of cooperating with us is that, you see, all these US dollars are yours.

Of course, there is also this sumptuous dinner. I think, the noble Mr. Smith, should be hungry by now, right?

So, dear Mr. Smith, now, please tell me, what is your decision?"

"I, I, I am willing to cooperate with you, please let me go?

I will definitely not be able to bear that kind of torture, I will die, God! Save me! ..."

Smith, who had already surrendered both physically and mentally, quickly answered all the Japanese's questions incoherently.

"Well, dear Mr. Smith, I'll ask the questions and you answer them, and don't lie!

Did you meet him ten days ago?"

"........."

So just like that, our dear Mr. Smith surrendered to the Japanese and began to cooperate with them to set a trap for our protagonist Han Xing.

Of course, all of this was known by Han Xing, a little beggar who lived not far from here.

His mental power can now cover everything within a 20-kilometer radius.

Of course, within a two-kilometer radius, he can release his brothers freely.

As for wanting to hear the enemy's voice, a closer distance is required, which is why Korean stars dress up as little beggars.

As for picking up war garbage, that is a system problem and has nothing to do with Han Xing's mental strength.

"How dare you, Smith, betray me!

You should know that anyone who dared to betray me has already gone to meet the King of Hell.

Since you betrayed me and joined the Japanese, we are now enemies. Since we are enemies, don't blame me for being ruthless."

In my heart, I have already sentenced Smith to death.

After two days and two nights of tracking and investigation, Han Xing has mastered everything.

Then, he spent half the morning discussing many plans and programs with the company commanders.

In the next day and a half, he built a large cemetery for these Japanese devils, no, a large trap.

The decisive battle between the enemy and us is about to begin.