A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 173 The Great Battle of Nagoya
Da da da da,

boom! boom!
In the bustling city, the sounds of gunfire were incessant.

Thick black smoke rose between the buildings; to the uninitiated, it looked like a battlefield between the two major powers.

At least for mercenaries from countries like France and England, it's no different from what they're doing there.

"Bullshit, is this considered a supernatural existence?"

Da da da da,

Hiding behind a building corner, he extended his gun out from the corner, pulled the trigger without even looking, and after emptying a magazine, while reloading, the English mercenary disregarded his 'gentlemanly' manners and began to curse.

"Relax, buddy."

Another mercenary stepped forward.

He simply stuck the gun out from the corner of the wall, firing while casually answering questions.

"Why isn't it a supernatural existence? Have you ever seen a normal soldier with broken arms and legs, yet still expressionless?"

That's right.

Images transmitted by drones

Even when hit, the enemy's infantrymen remained expressionless and continued to pull the trigger, making them a perfect army.

Unlike the mercenaries who only dared to hide behind buildings and rely entirely on "faith shooting" to hit the enemy, those ancient island "soldiers" either leaned against the back of vehicles or crawled forward, aiming and firing their flintlock muskets with a much higher accuracy than mercenaries from other countries.

In this way, the battle line continued to push outward.

“Those guys are coming up,”

A 'scout' wearing VR glasses and operating a drone in the background gave a warning.

"Guys, we should get out of here!"

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

"Proceed to Sector B—"

Trip bombs were quickly set up here, and several English mercenaries turned and ran without hesitation.

In modern warfare, there is no such thing as 'aiming'. Ultimately, your life is your own, and the bullets belong to the government: everyone is far away, providing fire support towards the direction where the enemy is hiding, and hitting the target is entirely up to fate.

Those who dared to peek out and try to aim all died from stray bullets.

The way Africans shoot wildly with their weapons over walls is the true battlefield style.

boom!
An explosion sounded behind them, but no one in the squad showed any joy, because:

"Run faster!"

"The enemy is catching up!"

Those 'ancient soldiers' were indeed supernatural beings.
Every nation's army suffers injuries, fears, and anxieties. This is normal. Soldiers' lives matter, they have families, and they don't just throw their lives away. This is the essence of 'faith shooting'—even on the battlefield, everyone wants to live, not die.

However, that 'supernatural army' was different; they were not demoralized, fearless of death, or even concerned about being injured.

In this situation, how would a normal army fight?
and--

brush,

A dark shadow flashed overhead.
"careful!"

"It's a ninja!!"

A 'ninja' dressed in black, with a black mask covering his face, appeared on the rooftop of the house that the mercenary squad was rushing past.

The opponent didn't pull out any kunai or shuriken, but instead held two short flintlock pistols.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
The two pistols fired in quick succession, displaying the ferocity of submachine guns.

Several mercenaries below, caught off guard, fell to the ground on the spot, while the remaining two had just turned their guns on each other.

A hand reached out from behind.

He suddenly covered the English mercenary's mouth.

Pull it back, and your neck, which isn't protected by a bulletproof vest or helmet, is exposed.

Pfft

The kunai in his hand pierced through his soft jaw.
Then, with a twist and turn, his brainstem was instantly destroyed, cutting off all movement of the two mercenaries.

Besides the ordinary 'arquebusiers', the Oda army also had a considerable number of high-ranking troops: such as these 'Koga ninjas', who were skilled in stealth and assassination, agile, and equipped with long spears and short swords. They never engaged in direct combat and caused a lot of casualties to mercenaries from various countries in the complex terrain of cities.

"Fighting against an entire supernatural army?"

"Damn it, our soldiers are disappearing every single moment."

The enemy soldiers seemed to appear out of thin air in an endless stream.

On the command ships of various countries that had arrived in Nagoya Bay, the commanders frowned in anger.

"Your task is to delay the advance of these supernatural armies so that our people can evacuate. I beg you."

During the video conference, Director Fujita's sincere "request" made the commanders of various countries secretly grumble.

What business is it of ours if you people from your island nation?

But what he said was—

"Protecting the people is the duty of soldiers!"

"This is our job."

"Rest assured, our French army will fight to the death."

???

The French military commander's words drew attention from other countries, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that:

This 'ancient army' did not accept prisoners. The reason why the French army fought to the death was that after sending those foreign legions behind the front lines, the French military directly locked the operating systems of the troop transport vehicles and the transport helicopters turned around and left.

The soldiers who remained had no choice but to 'die heroically'.

So cruel!

However, it was also thanks to these foreign legions who fought to the death that...

This drew the attention of the 'Oda Army,' allowing mercenaries from other countries to fight and retreat simultaneously.

"Can't we use heavy weapons?"

"No."

Director Fujita rejected the idea without hesitation.

Heavy artillery and missiles are not beyond the capabilities of island nations, but to use them in their own three major metropolitan areas? Have they truly abandoned these millions of people?

Most importantly, the soldiers of those 'Oda Army' were essentially skeletons and dirt, yet they were equipped with armor and protective gear, making them extremely resistant to all kinds of damage. As for ordinary people? They were only wearing thin cloth. If a missile fell, it was hard to say how many Oda soldiers would die, but the ordinary people around them would certainly not survive.

"I know this is difficult, but it concerns the lives of millions of people."

During the video conference, Director Fujita adjusted his non-prescription glasses. "We will be providing a batch of the supernatural materials we obtained from the battle in Banqiao District."

The implication is that this is the payment.

"no problem!"

The English representative was the first to speak out.
"Our nation's soldiers possess an iron will!"

Isn't that a line from the American version of the story? When did you, England, also...?
boom----! ! !
Just at this time,
A deafening explosion suddenly erupted at the Nagoya dock, causing high-ranking officials from various countries on the command ship at sea to instinctively look up.

A fireball rose slowly from the dock, the hot, expanding gas forming a huge sphere hundreds of meters in diameter. It burned and tore apart everything within the blast radius; a large section of the dock instantly caved in, buildings collapsed, and steel-framed cranes glowed red, softened, and fell.

on the sea,
Ships were set ablaze in the explosions and then pushed out of the waves like leaves.

The light shone on the harbor and painted the faces of all who witnessed it; the scene, comparable to a miniature nuclear explosion, left humanity utterly horrified.

"this?!"

The other side actually has weapons of this caliber?
Commanders, are you shocked? Was the intensity of the wars that took place in the island nation hundreds of years ago really this high?

"Not bad,"

Even someone from the former Banqiao District expressed slight admiration.

The power of the Pakistani bomb is quite impressive. Although this explosive attack, because it radiates energy in a 360-degree arc with no blind spots, would only cause less than one percent damage to skilled individuals, it would still be extremely deadly to the ordinary armies of this world.

Bucky, the 'Clown King,' may not be the strongest, but the Bucky Bomb he developed is actually incredibly powerful: when he first appeared, it could blast through an entire street with a single shot.

The improved version can use a finger-sized projectile to damage even the awakened Zoan-type monsters in Impel Down.

Why bother being a pirate? Wouldn't it be better to do scientific research?
It's really not that appealing.

The scientists in the One Piece world are all full of martial virtue.

Otherwise, you'll just be easily killed by a master: most pirates won't listen to your science and will just slash you with a single blow.

It was only in that world, where monsters roamed everywhere, that the explosive power seemed insufficient.

The ordinary soldiers in this world, who did not withstand the annihilation-level explosion, but were monstrous beings with scars: the dock hit by that shell had thousands of soldiers from various countries landing, and the fully armed soldiers were killed on the spot.

Calling this weapon "national collapse" would be quite fitting.

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"Was that a nuclear explosion?"

The 'News King' flying in the air naturally noticed the explosion in the port area, and its first reaction was that someone had dropped a nuclear bomb there.

But that's where troops from various countries land. Who would do that?

America?

[It wasn't a nuclear explosion!]

It's more like a massive explosion.

Yes, there was no light from a nuclear fission reaction; it was a normal explosion.

A barrage of expert comments floated across the live stream chat. These were all genuine experts: News King's live stream was about supernatural information closely watched by the entire island nation and even the world, so it was normal for various experts to be present in the live stream.

"If it's not a nuclear explosion, then what is it?!"

brush,

He suddenly twisted his body,
The live stream feed was stretched into a blurry afterimage.

As 'News King' dodged, several rapidly spinning shurikens brushed past him.

The shuriken that missed their target flew down and landed on a building, immediately exploding into bursts of flames, sending glass shards and architectural debris flying like locusts.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Who?"

"Ok?"

Questions and doubts arose simultaneously.

When the violently shaking live stream stopped, countless people saw:
A man dressed as a 'Yamabushi' monk, with wings flapping behind him and wearing wooden clogs, hovered in mid-air, one side of which read 'Soaring Demon of Heaven' and the other 'One Strike Kills All', holding a long spear.

Judging from the shuriken tucked in his waistband, the 'exploding shuriken' just now was thrown by him.

"Who are you?"

You don't even know who I am, yet you launch an attack?!
"I am News King, a combat reporter. Cough cough, that means 'battle reporter'."

The term "mekoku" was an official position that existed during the Sengoku period, responsible for monitoring the words and actions of samurai. The "war mekoku" was a battlefield inspector position established by Oda Nobunaga to objectively record the battle achievements of his various daimyo and prevent false reports of military intelligence.

"Oh? So it's 'War Eyes'."

"In war, envoys are not to be killed. You may leave."

"I still don't know how to address you, sir?"

How could the news anchor obediently 'step down'? Instead, he took the opportunity to strike up a conversation with the other party.

“I am a member of the ‘Air Strike Squadron’ under Oda’s army: Sora Jūjū.”

This winged soldier, who was half monk and half warrior, actually introduced himself.

"I'll let you off the hook because you're a 'warrior'."

"Was that magnificent attack over there also the work of Oda's army?"

Seeing that the 'air strike team' soldier didn't seem very bright, News King immediately changed the subject.

"certainly,"

The direction the news reporter pointed was towards the exploded dock.

"That was the work of our army's 'National Collapse' artillery. One shot, and the nation was destroyed and the clan collapsed!"

Huh? It's actually the 'collapse of the nation'? Then—

"Aren't those cannons being carried by the soldiers a sign of national collapse?"

Following the direction the news king pointed, the 'air strike team' member looked down and saw a samurai carrying a heavy rocket launcher, firing it.

"Ah,"

"That's a Vajra Warrior, and what he's holding is nothing more than a 'big barrel,' how dare he claim that 'the country has collapsed'?"

After he finished speaking, the 'Air Force Thirteen' realized what was happening and his expression changed.

"You thief, you're trying to trick me!"

Isn't it your own stupidity?
Seeing the other party's fury, News King spread its wings and shot out.

In terms of speed,

He has never been afraid of anyone.

This is his secret weapon: you add oil to the road~~
(End of this chapter)