I'm starting a mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 277 I'm fishing, brother!

Even though we are all crazy, as long as the opponent is crazier than us, we can win.

The German troops were apparently driven insane, gathering in the trenches to inhale poison gas and get high.

But they can get high just as well without taking drugs!
When Fanatic came out of the poison gas, she thought she would be stopped, but none of the soldiers even looked at her.

They all just glanced at her and continued to sit on the ground playing cards. What's so good about women? Playing cards is the most important thing!

The fanatic who was ignored by Huali moved from trench to trench, holding the map given by the People's Revolutionary League, and found his way to the German front-line command post.

"Ms. Kyouko, please follow me."

"You...are you welcoming me?"

Kuang Xinzi couldn't believe that he was here to assassinate and cause trouble.

Not only did no one look at me straight in the eye along the way, but there was actually someone at the command center to greet me.

How is this war fought? What kind of war are you fighting?
"Yes, I have received orders to take you to see the marshal."

The officer turned around and made a gesture of invitation, which made Kuang Xinzi feel ridiculous amid the rumbling sound of artillery fire.

But he did not refuse. She had already walked to the door. Even if there was a trap inside, she could not escape. Why not go in?
The environment in this underground fortification is much better than that in the trenches outside.

There are even showers, a bar, and bunny girls!
If it weren't for the mud walls all around, Kuang Xinzi wouldn't have been able to tell whether this was the front-line command center or the rear-end hotel.

The officer took her all the way to the deepest room, where a group of people were gambling behind the tightly closed steel door.

"Oh, the guests are here, please take a seat, do you want to gamble?"

Kuang Xinzi looked at these marshals in amazement.

After going around in circles underground to get here, she was glad that her goal was still normal, which was to hold a meeting in the conference room.

With such tight defense and such thick steel doors, a group of marshals were actually gambling here!
No wonder the soldiers outside are so crazy, it turns out you guys don’t care at all!
"No, I'm here to do something."

Kuang Xinzi's words were full of anger, she felt insulted at this moment!
She risked her life to find her way here and was ready for a fierce battle.

As a result, all her targets surrendered themselves and waited to be killed.

What’s the difference between this and fishing without catching anything, but the fish jumps into your pocket by itself?
You are looking down on my strength!
The angry fanatic decided to take action immediately and kill all these bastards who were not fighting properly and were gambling in the headquarters.

I'm so mad!

"Oh, are you going to do it?"

"Why, you're begging for mercy now? It's too late!"

Kuang Xinzi chopped off the marshal's head with one hand, without any blood splattering or screaming of fear.

There was only a headless corpse glowing with fluorescence, slowly falling down.

As heroic spirits, they would not leave any corpses or other remains after death, but would only turn into fluorescent dots and return to read the bar.

At this time, another marshal suddenly leaned over the gambling table and turned over the cards of his colleague.

"Haha! This guy has three of a kind. He doesn't have to pay any money this time!"

His cards are a pair of Kings, three of a kind eats a pair.

Veins bulged on Kuang Xinzi's face. Can you please respect me?
I'm here to kill you. Even if you don't beg for mercy, at least try to run away!

They had already sent people to pick up Fanatic Zi. If they really resisted or ran away, it would be a big problem for her to find them, let alone kill them.

Their attitude is very clear: if you want to kill them, just kill them, but don't torture them.

That would be unbecoming of a marshal.

Enraged by their indifferent attitude, the fanatic killed all the marshals like cutting melons and vegetables.

You marshals have become so corrupt, you have no manners at all. You should learn a lesson from the people in the People's Revolutionary League!

Zhukov, who was drinking vodka, shuddered. "I'm shivering in Central Asia. It must be because my body is cold. I need to drink more to replenish my body."

A group of marshals were killed, but no one in the command center tried to stop her, and some even attacked her.

She left the same way she came, even with the officer leading the way.

"Don't you want to capture me and avenge your marshal?"

"The marshals are not dead, why do we need revenge?"

People die when they are killed, but heroic spirits do not.

They had known that Fan Xinzi would come, and all of this was to cooperate with her actions. Stopping her would not only violate military orders, but also might ruin the marshals' strategy. Moreover, their resurrection point was at the Brandenburg Gate. The marshals went back to have dinner and then came back to continue playing cards.

You can save half of the airfare, which is quite a bargain.

Kuang Xinzi was still in a daze until he walked out of the underground fortifications.

She didn't expect it to be so smooth, the German army was actually cooperating with her actions.

She couldn't help but wonder, I wasn't being fooled!

The German army cooperated so well that no one would believe that they had no contact with the People's Revolutionary League.

But she had read the strategic plan, and this was not written in it. Could it be that she saw it differently?
But that shouldn't be the case, the thickness of the files are all the same, unless the words on them are different...

Just when she suspected that she had been set up, a loud roar interrupted her thoughts.

"Fanatical! You traitor!"

"Hey, I've been recognized. Who are you?"

Fanatic's current attire is completely different from when he was lurking in the Hassan Cult.

She is now wearing the uniform of the People's Revolutionary League, not the burqa of the sect. How can she be recognized? Is it because my beauty is too dazzling?
The person who roared at Kuang Xinzi was not a human, but a god, a boy-like god.

She was dressed in a glittering golden outfit and looked like a dancer, especially the golden bells around her waist.

That is really an ornament that only dancers would wear.

Harry Baba is really going to explode!

He had only been away for a short while to go to Persepolis, and all the people he was ordered to protect were dead!

If Muffat knew that these marshals were killed because he was absent from his post, he would have no choice but to return to the human world and to the cage of the priest.

However, there is still hope. As long as the traitor Kuang Xinzi, who should be dead, is caught, he still has a chance to survive.

Leaving his post without permission is to catch a traitor, which is a legitimate reason.

"Kuang Xinzi, die!"

Haribaba waved her little hand and a gust of wind rushed towards her. The storm swept up the sand and dust along the way, blowing away all the soldiers' playing cards.

Kuang Xinzi would not sit still and wait for death. She had not expected what kind of god she was facing. There were too many gods in the Oasis Cult that controlled the wind.

But no matter which one it is, at least he took the bait!

Fanatic was running at full speed through the trenches, with the strong wind chasing him and German swear words being heard from time to time.

Do you know how much a deck of cards costs?

It’s not easy to leave after messing up the game!
In order to chase Kuang Xinzi, when Hari Baba walked out of the trench, he was only left with a pair of shorts.

All the valuables had been taken away to pay for the card game, leaving only a worthless pair of shorts.

He followed the footsteps of Kuang Xinzi and rushed across the Amu Darya River. The army of the People's Revolutionary League was very strong, but no matter how strong they were, they were still mortals and were not taken seriously by him.

In the German trenches he had to pay compensation, but here in the People's Revolutionary League, he was treated with impunity.

The raging wind not only overturned the wine bottles, but also crushed the soldiers who were blocking the way.

He followed Kuang Xinzi all the way to the headquarters of the People's Revolutionary League and finally caught up with him.

"Give up to Kuang Xinzi, you traitor!"

"Just surrender. You should say this to yourself."

Countless soldiers rushed out of the trench, everywhere in the sky and on the ground, surrounding the entire trench.

"Tsk, just these people?"

So what if you are a heroic spirit? In front of God, everything is an ant!
"That's right, just them!"

Kuang Xinzi snapped his fingers, and dense electric current flowed along the pre-buried cables.

Version 2.0 of the God Cage is to ensure that the gods that are attracted can be dealt with.

Zhukov and his men piled up the materials as much as possible, filling all the surrounding trenches with this stuff!
Harry Baba suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness coming over him.

It felt like his divine power had been stripped away and he was becoming a mortal again.

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