The rising eastern sun was about to illuminate the Japanese encampment; dawn was arriving.
At this moment, Japanese garrisons in other cities had also discovered this staggering phenomenon. Terrified reports were filtered upward, and urgent telegraph signals traversed hundreds of kilometers to warn the Hedong Great Camp.
However, an invisible interference shrouded the area, twisting the radio waves in the sky. Amidst the crackling static, only fragmented bits of information reached the communication room of the Hedong Japanese encampment.
"...identity unknown... outcasts... approaching camp..."
Crucial information regarding the existence of the light screens and the terrifying strength of the outcasts was completely drowned out by the noisy static.
The Ninja Leader of Bihe Mountain—a short man with a sinister face and eyes as malicious as a vulture's—had just received this incomplete telegram. Combining it with reports from his subordinates about mysterious figures appearing on the mountain peak, a cruel, strange smile curled on his lips.
"Oh? Outcasts of unknown identity?"
He slowly and methodically stroked the cane in his hand. The polished wood reflected the dim yellow light of the camp lamps.
"Likely just some more of those 'Greenwood Heroes' from China who don't know the height of the heavens. They think they can pull the tiger's whiskers with their petty tricks?"
"Perfect. Military merit delivered to my door—it would be a waste not to take it."
A ruthless light flashed in his eyes, as if he could already see the promotion beckoning him for "suppressing bandits."
"Pass down my order!" The Ninja Leader's voice suddenly rose, carrying a terrifying chill. "Full camp emergency assembly!"
"Aim all machine guns and infantry cannons at the mountain peak!"
"Samurai squads, Ninja units, draw your weapons! Prepare to welcome those who court death!"
"I will let them know that the price for intruding into the camp of Imperial Warriors is being crushed into meat paste!"
The order spread rapidly throughout the camp. The silent military base instantly boiled over as sirens pierced the dawn. Machine guns were quickly set up behind sandbag bunkers, their black muzzles pointing toward the ridge. Gunners adjusted the angles of their infantry and field cannons; the cold muzzles looked like the eyes of the Grim Reaper, deadlocked onto the summit area.
Samurai drew their katanas, while the ninjas scattered silently, vanishing into the shadows. The sheer amount of killing intent made the air feel thick and viscous. The entire Japanese encampment was bristling with murderous intent, filled from top to bottom with the excitement and cruelty of predators about to catch their prey. They were convinced that victory was within reach.
Across China, the outcasts who had been startled by the light screens could now vaguely see the deployment of the Japanese camp. Seeing the dense firepower points and the muzzles aimed at the peak, and then looking at the group of mysterious outcasts who, despite their strong auras, numbered less than a hundred, many people gasped as their hearts sank.
"This... they are going to storm the base of an entire Japanese regiment!"
"Are they insane?!"
"And they chose to move at sunrise, when the enemy is most alert? Isn't that just seeking death?"
"Who exactly organized this operation? It's like they're playing a joke with the lives of our Chinese outcasts!"
"Too reckless! Too impulsive! No matter how strong they are, what can they do against a blanket of artillery fire?"
"What a waste of these experts. I'm afraid they will sacrifice themselves for nothing, wasting our resistance forces..."
Pessimism spread among the outcasts. Many had already judged this to be a supremely foolish suicide mission.
In a hidden corner nearby, Wu Gensen, the acting leader of Quan Xing, was looking up at the light screen in the sky with several core members. Unlike the shock and worry of the others, Wu Gensen's eyes flickered with a strange light, full of intense interest and inquiry.
"This power is so remarkably strong!" Wu Gensen whispered, his gaze locked onto the figures surrounded by electrical arcs. "It seems different from Qi, yet it's so powerful. Interesting, truly interesting."
A playful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Come, let's go join the fun."
Before his voice faded, he moved, leading several Quan Xing members as they sped toward the Japanese encampment.
On the eastern horizon, the last trace of darkness was completely dispelled. A line of piercing golden light broke through the clouds, cutting through heaven and earth like a sword. The brilliant sun burst forth!
Radiant sunlight instantly drenched the mountain ridge and illuminated the heavily guarded Japanese camp below.
"Enemy attack—!!!"
The Japanese lookouts finally saw the nearly hundred clear figures on the summit under the sunlight. The gunners, who were already prepared, began to slightly adjust their muzzles amidst the roars of their commanders! The dark muzzles were deadlocked on the summit!
In front of the light screens, the hearts of countless viewers leaped into their throats. Many even instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear the bloody scene that was about to follow.
The Great Elder of the Tang Sect and the Head of the Zhao Family, who were still dizzy and nauseous from the "Magnetic Field Bullet Train," were now ashen-faced. Looking at the bright, cold cannons below, their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Having been through the baptism of war, they knew the terrifying power of these firearms better than anyone.
No matter how high an outcast's cultivation, there was no way to survive such a dense, world-destroying blanket of artillery fire!
However, amidst this despair, they couldn't help but glance at the Magnetic Field Sect outcasts beside them. Instead of fear, those people wore expressions of... inexpressible excitement? This irrational composure caused a sliver of hope—one they hardly dared believe—to ignite in the hearts of the two old men.
Ian's voice once again rang clearly in the minds of all participants! This voice seemed to penetrate the invisible light screens, reaching every corner of China and the ears of every viewer looking at the sky!
"Do you see it?!"
"These are the claws and teeth of the invaders!"
"These are the enemies we must crush!"
"Remember, your compatriots across the nation are watching you!"
"Use your power to tell them!"
"Tell all the trash who dare set foot on this land!"
"What true despair looks like!"
BOOM!!!
As if in response to Ian's words, Zhang Zhiwei slowly stepped forward.
Vroom—!!!
His terrifying magnetic field power, which had broken through to 50,000 HP, began to rotate frantically! The sky seemed to dim because of this force; an invisible pressure, like a physical mountain, pressed down hard toward the ground!
The Japanese soldiers below—whether ordinary troops, samurai, or ninjas—all felt a heart-stopping shudder originating from the depths of their souls! In the Old Taoist Master's eyes, brilliant golden lightning began to converge and compress.
"Hahahaha—!!!"
At the same time, Lu Ci suddenly let out a burst of uncontrollable, wild laughter toward the sky! His laughter was shrill, filled with endless hatred, and even more so with the boundless pleasure of finally being able to kill his enemy!
Electrical arcs crackled violently around him, as if he were wearing armor of raging thunder! His Current Push power had accumulated to the peak, deadlocked onto the figure in the crowd below that had caused him unforgettable, day-and-night torment—Eita!
Zhang Chulan took a deep breath, and the 30,000 HP magnetic field power within him operated to the limit without reservation. His gaze was sharp as lightning, locking onto those samurai who were exceptionally tall and clearly thick-skinned.
Feng Zhenghao, Feng Shayuan, Feng Xingtong, Wang Ye, Xiao Zizai, and the nearly hundred magnetic field experts felt a sudden resonance at this moment. Their powers began to chime together! An invisible field expanded with them as the center, connecting and amplifying each other, finally forming a terrifying momentum that seemed capable of shaking the heavens and the earth!
The mountain ridge was vibrating! The air was wailing!
The Japanese commander below, watching the terrifying momentum suddenly erupt from the people on the summit, felt an increasingly strong sense of foreboding. But he had no path of retreat now, nor did he have time to think!
He violently drew his command saber and slashed forward with all his might, roaring at the top of his lungs: "FIRE—!!!!"
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM—!!!
In an instant, over a hundred infantry and field cannons let out a deafening roar simultaneously! The earth trembled violently! Countless shells trailing sharp whistles tore through the air like a dense meteor shower of death, carrying an aura of total destruction as they smashed toward the nearly hundred figures on the summit!
In front of the screens, countless commoners closed their eyes, not daring to look; the outcasts were pale!
However, just when all the viewers thought they were about to perish, an astonishing scene occurred!
Facing the artillery fire that was enough to level the mountain peak, Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Ci, Zhang Chulan, and the others charged directly toward the shells! Their figures moved like ghosts, flickering and weaving through the gaps between the incoming projectiles!
The shells shrieked past them, yet they couldn't even touch the corners of their clothes!
They even had the leisure to perform light maneuvers in the air, gently stepping onto the high-speed flying shells! While using them for a secondary boost of acceleration, they kicked them into other shells to detonate them—protecting themselves while ensuring the Japanese didn't damage the land.
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