Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

"Da da da, da da da."

Bullets rained down on Wang Feng relentlessly. Wang Feng smiled slightly; the more they fired, the more excited he became.

This battalion was divided into two groups, one group firing and the other loading, taking turns in this manner. The gunfire never stopped from the moment the battalion-level officer gave the order.

Finally, after five minutes of firing, the battalion commander also sensed something was wrong. At this moment, the deputy battalion commander stepped forward to report:

"Sir, this won't do. We're almost out of bullets. This guy knows sorcery, and we don't know where the bullets and grenades have gone. Once we run out of bullets, we'll have to fight this sorcerer with bayonets."

The battalion commander thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Cease fire. Fix bayonets. I refuse to believe he can conjure them up out of thin air!"

"Hi."

"Cease fire, fix bayonets, and tear this monster to pieces!"

"Hi."

"Kill the chicken, please."

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers immediately ceased firing and charged madly towards Wang Feng, shouting loudly as they ran.

When Wang Feng saw that they had stopped firing, he knew that they must have run out of bullets. They had wasted so much time, and the people from the Yasukuni Shrine had already run away.

Without further hesitation, just as a group of low-ranking soldiers rushed towards him, he precisely controlled the bullets in his spatial storage and unleashed a hail of bullets at them.

"Puff puff puff".

"Aaaaaah!"

Those at the front fell like wheat being harvested, one after another, into pools of blood. They didn't even know where the bullets came from before their bodies were riddled with bullet holes, and they fell down unwillingly.

This single wave took away more than fifty people. The soldiers behind were terrified when they saw the people in front of them falling down for no reason, and they screamed in terror.

"A demon! A monster!"

Wang Feng was quite frugal with bullets, giving each person an average of two to four bullets. In fact, he could kill these people with just one bullet, since he could precisely control the bullets in his spatial storage, and he also possessed spiritual consciousness. All it would take was for a single bullet to hit their head or heart.

However, he still didn't want to go too far. He didn't plan to store these corpses in his space. If he came back later to examine them and found that they had all been killed with a single shot, it would expose his trump card.

"Puff puff puff".

"Ahhh."

The soldiers behind him kept rushing towards him. Military orders were like mountains, and no matter how scared they were, they had no choice but to charge forward.

Wang Feng showed no mercy. He didn't want anyone to witness this battle. Bullets silently riddled the soldiers with holes, and screams and roars filled the air.

The battalion commander and deputy battalion commander were shocked and terrified to see that more than a hundred people had died in just two encounters, and that the deaths were inexplicable.

They only have a little over three hundred men in total. At this rate, his men will all be dead in less than five minutes.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Battalion Commander Xiao Rizi roared.

"The second company will flank them and open fire to cover their retreat."

"Hi."

When Wang Feng saw that they had actually retreated, and that dozens of people were carrying guns and running to the side, he knew that they must be planning to open fire on him to cover the retreat of these bastards.

He sneered inwardly. They came and think they can leave? Not so easy.

Before those dozens of men could open fire on him, he released over a hundred bullets from his spatial storage, taking away about fifty junior soldiers.

"Da da da, da da da."

Just as the small fry opened fire on him from the side, Wang Feng had to temporarily abandon killing them. His space didn't allow him to collect bullets on one side while simultaneously firing bullets to kill the small fry.

This is because his mental strength is not strong enough. If his mental strength were stronger, he might be able to release and release at the same time.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

When Battalion Commander Xiao Rizi saw that more than fifty people had died, and that nearly half of the soldiers he had brought with him were dead, he shouted frantically. He and his deputy commander ran frantically towards the outside of the Yasukuni Shrine.

"Bang."

"Bang."

Two snipers were also constantly sniping at Wang Feng, which annoyed him greatly. If they weren't both more than 60 meters away from him, he would have already put them into his spatial storage.

Seeing that the two officers had run away ahead of time, Wang Feng was not about to let them go. He wanted to see if he could find the armory.

With a thought, another shield appeared before Wang Feng. He held a shield in each hand, and the shield he had previously crafted was shaped like the Chinese character "山" (mountain). The two shields together surrounded him, and now not even a fly could get in. He was no longer afraid of bullet attacks.

The soldiers of the Second Company, who were firing wildly at Wang Feng, stared wide-eyed, looking as if they had seen a ghost, when they saw that this strange man had suddenly put a large shield in front of him.

The two snipers were the same; the appearance of such a large shield out of nowhere completely shattered their worldview.

"Clang clang clang, clang clang clang."

The bullets struck the shields, producing a metallic clang. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Feng activated his mind, unleashing a barrage of bullets from his spatial storage onto the dozens of soldiers who were firing at him.

"Puff puff puff".

"Ahhhhh."

In just one wave, Wang Feng sent these dozens of soldiers away. Then, after storing one of the shields back in his spatial storage, he controlled the bullets to shoot at the group of soldiers who were fleeing in a sorry state.

More than forty people were killed. By this time, the last one had escaped more than sixty meters away from Wang Feng. He chased after him while controlling his bullets to reap the lives of the little ones.

Soon, the entire battalion of over three hundred soldiers was reduced to just over sixty men in less than five minutes by Wang Feng.

"Sir, run! We'll cover you!" the deputy battalion commander roared.

Seeing that things were about right, Wang Feng rushed to within sixty meters of the group of youngsters. With a thought, they disappeared one by one from everyone's sight and were stored in his spatial storage. He figured it was better to keep them for future live experiments and not waste them.

This scene terrified everyone.

Your comrades who were just beside you suddenly disappeared. Aren't you scared?

Not only the remaining sixty-odd soldiers, but even the battalion commander and deputy battalion commander were terrified.

Previously, bullets and grenades mysteriously disappeared. This monster was immune to bullets, even sniper rifles couldn't do anything to him, and he could even make bullets go back to hit them. Is he even human? Now he can even make people disappear. This is definitely not something a human can do.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the young soldiers, four or five of them disappeared in a fraction of a second. In less than ten seconds, more than sixty young soldiers, including two battalion commanders, vanished into the Yasukuni Shrine.

After dealing with the group, Wang Feng frantically chased after the two snipers. These two had witnessed the entire battle, and Wang Feng was determined not to let them get away.

As for the tourists, they ran away after he clashed with the group of Japanese soldiers. The entire Yasukuni Shrine was already empty, and no one saw how he annihilated the hundreds of Japanese soldiers.

The two snipers had noticed something was wrong and ran away beforehand, but what speed did Wang Feng have, and what speed did they have? One of them was still running downstairs when Wang Feng took him into his spatial storage, and the other had only just reached the bottom of the stairs when he was also taken in.