Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Because Kajiwara Yoshihisa has incorporated mud trowel gloves to control the distance between rocks and sand.

Zhao Chuanxin quietly divided the rocks and wrapped Kajihara Yoshihisa's knife.

This guy might be suffering from a surge of adrenaline, but he was careless and didn't care about the weight of the knife, dragging the rock in front of Zhao Chuanxin in a very ridiculous way.

Kajihara Yoshihisa was dumbfounded.

There's a big stone tied to the head of the knife, how can you kill someone?

Zhao Chuanxin put on his mud trowel gloves and moved his hands forward as if he were playing a pipa.

A stone knife flew out and inserted into Kajihara Yoshihisa's shoulder.

Kajihara Yoshihisa screamed in pain.

"I'm the one with the knife, right? I'll be the one to knife you instead!"

Zhao Chuanxin struck again, inserting another stone knife into the other shoulder of Kajiwara Yoshihisa.

When he dialed again, Kajihara Yoshihisa's feet were wrapped in rocks.

Kajihara Yoshihisa finally looked horrified.

The adrenaline also subsided, unable to resist the pain and fear.

Zhao Chuanxin noticed that someone from the guard team was looking over.

He rolled his eyes and laughed loudly: "Little devil, today I want you to see the strength of the God of War!"

As he spoke, he exposed his arms and rolled up his sleeves, rushed forward and waved his arms across each other, and punched Kajihara Yoshihisa.

Kajihara Yoshihisa's feet were fixed and he couldn't move at all.

He could only raise his arms to resist.

But when Zhao Chuanxin dared to shout, he was not afraid of anyone in the world.

He was tall, had long arms, and was powerful and heavy. Kajiwara Yoshihisa was unable to resist the blow. For a moment, the frame he was holding with his arms was blasted away by Zhao Chuanxin's fist.

Immediately afterwards, he received numerous punches on his head, face and body.

Zhao Chuanxin had just lived for thirty years, and his vitality had been greatly improved.

Physical fitness has obviously become stronger.

The more he fought, the more excited he became, transforming into Wing Chun Ip Man, his fist almost turning into an afterimage.

After he finished venting his excitement, he looked up and saw, Cao...

Is this still a human being?

As for the remaining Japanese troops over there, their morale suddenly dropped when they saw that the captain had been beaten to the point where he was as mushy as pork that had been stewed all day.

Instead, the bodyguards saw that Zhao Chuanxin was as brave as a god descending from heaven.

One by one, they shouted "Axi, come on", and Yu Yong, who stood up, used his bayonet to suppress the little Japanese until he was unable to fight back.

This is indeed no joke.

Zhao Chuanxin secretly turned those rocks into rocks so that no one could see that he was cheating.

Pull out your pistol and join the fray.

The defeat of the Japanese army was certain. In hand-to-hand combat, Zhao Chuanxin did not dare to use a large weapon, but he could use a pistol without any disadvantage.

For today's people, pistols are not a necessary weapon. They are mostly weapons used by communicators, pilots, drivers, etc. for self-defense. Furthermore, only officers are qualified to wear them.

But Zhao Chuanxin's firepower was endless regardless of whether he had long guns or short cannons.

As soon as a Japanese soldier deflected the bayonet of the guard, he met Zhao Chuanxin's bullet.

Zhao Chuanxin's upper body was as motionless as a mountain, but his feet were as light as a butterfly's steps.

When moving, hold the gun with both hands and lock the central axis to ensure that no one of your own is accidentally injured.

Wherever they passed, the Japanese army was invincible.

The remaining thirty or forty Japanese soldiers escaped, and the guards captured more than twenty people.

Once the excitement passed, the joy on the guards' faces quickly faded away like the sunset at night.

The Japanese army was almost completely wiped out, and they suffered equally heavy casualties.

Even more people died than the Japanese army.

Park Shengyeol panted and came to Zhao Chuanxin with a gun on his shoulder: "Mr. Zhao, what should we do with these prisoners?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Why don't we keep them here for the New Year?"

"Ah this..."

"What nonsense, kill them all!"

Fortunately, no one talked to him about nonsense like "killing prisoners is unlucky".

These guards hated the Japanese troops so much that they did not hesitate to shoot.

A gunshot rang out and the Japanese prisoners fell in a pool of blood.

The guards gathered around Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin did not command the battle, but it did not prevent him from giving guidance: "In this battle, I saw many shortcomings in you. I opened the way for you, but you still suffered such heavy casualties. Park Seung-yeol, you You're so impulsive, you could have just slowly besieged them to death, but you had to draw a bayonet and start a hand-to-hand fight."

Park Seung-yeol said aggrievedly: "Mr. Zhao, it's not that I have to fight the Japanese army with bayonets. We and the Japanese army don't have much ammunition. If we continue to fight, we will run out of ammunition and food, and we will lose our spirit. By then, we will not be able to fight against the Japanese army."

Zhao Chuanxin's expression froze.

The insurance team all engages in blitzkrieg, either annihilating them all in one fell swoop, or taking advantage and running away. They are also ridiculously well-equipped and have never encountered a situation where they have run out of ammunition and food.

He himself has unlimited firepower and never worries about this.

So he misjudged the situation of the battle.

Fortunately, someone came to report, which eased his embarrassment: "Mr. Zhao, including the Japanese captain Kajihara Yoshihisa, the Japanese army killed 103 people, injured 40 people, some escaped, and the rest were nowhere to be found. We lost 129 people, 60 people were injured and no one was separated.”

Once the number was reported, everyone fell silent.

Zhao Chuanxin raided the formation, and he was beaten like this.

This difference is not just a tiny bit.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Just now, I passed by a house. The man claimed to be Pu Qichun. He yelled at me, scum, and I shot him dead on the spot. This man is a minister with real power. Let's go, let's ransack his house and rob him first. Say it again."

He had to use some means to divert everyone's attention.

Otherwise, just looking at the casualty figures will easily damage morale.

Park Shengyeol hesitated: "Well, Mr. Zhao, we are a regular army. Isn't it a bit..."

Zhao Chuanxin straightened up and said seriously: "Park Shengyeol, remember. We are not bad people, we just have evil thoughts."

"..."

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin speechlessly.

I really can't think of any difference between the two.

At this time, someone said: "Pu Qichun is one of the 'Five Thieves of Eulsi', and it is appropriate to raid his home."

The five Otomi thieves are all pro-Japanese faction with real power. They were one of the representatives who signed the treaty between Korea and Japan after the Russo-Japanese War.

Those who can come today are all Korean patriots. After one person finished speaking, the others followed suit.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Let's search the house first. Those who are injured should hold on, and we will treat them when they get there."

Park Seung-yeol followed Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Mr. Zhao, the bodyguards have been disbanded. Why don't we call them 'volunteers' from now on."

Zhao Chuanxin said without looking back: "What do we call volunteers? It doesn't sound loud at all. From now on, we will be called the God of War Squad. No matter when and where there is a war, we will call back and we will win the battle!"

This is too encouraging.

The guards behind each puffed up their chests.

The Japanese army must be very powerful. They were beaten to a pulp today. Even Yoshihisa Kajihara was beaten to death by Mr. Zhao's punches and was beaten into a human shape.

It can be seen that the Japanese army is not invincible.

Park Seung-yeol hesitated and said, "But we don't have much ammunition."

Speaking of this, Zhao Chuanxin remembered.