Chapter 101

Tokyo Air Force Headquarters, on the command Office.

Commander Okamura, non-commissioned officer, and a soldier, the three people in the room didn’t even dare to breathe because of a high degree tension, as if they wanted to hide from the enemy,

In this suffocating atmosphere, the sound of footsteps in the hallway approached closer and clearer, hitting their hearts heavily.

‘Tap…’

The pace stopped outside the door, and then a dark and tall figure swept out, the moment he appeared, the room are suddenly filled with murderous intent

Commander Okamura was able to obtain his current glorious military status. He did not know how many battles he had experienced and the times he crawled out of mountain of corpse

But at this moment, he took deep breath air, his hair standing straight, and he couldn’t help but stepped back and pressed his back against the wall, firmly suppressing the urge to flee here desperately.

The enemy standing at the door can’t be simply described as a ‘human’ at all, it is clearly a ‘humanoid monster’!

Its scarlet and slender eyes are indifferent and cold, its tough dark skin is stained with blood, and its perfect muscle outline presents a dangerous breath of wildness and strength, and its hands with fists stretched out like wolf beasts with sharp dark claws.

Such a human-shaped monster slowly walked into the room, and it was full of the killing aura and tyrannical aesthetics, which made people unable to think of anything to fight against.

Like a bird, seeing a falcon. The difference between the two strength gap of a few layers of the biological pyramid.

“It is really here.” The devilish humanoid monster grinned and uttered fluent Japanese hoarsely, his scarlet eyes fixed on Commander Okamura inside the room.

Commander Okamura gasped in astonishment, put his hands on the desk to conceal the softness of his feet, and asked in horror: “You, what monster are you?!”

“Commander. Didn’t you send seven fighters over to kill me?” The humanoid monster smiled humanely, exiting the integrated full form of venom, revealing the handsome face of a young male.

The tough membrane on his body became a black liquid and turns into a leather night suit

“It’s you… Kyle of the U.S. Empire” Commander Okamura looked incredulous, staring blankly at Kyle who had returned to his normal appearance.

A few hours ago, through active discussions, Japanese officials and the military decided that when the target entered the sky of Tokyo, the air force would launch a blockade, which will severely frustrated the American imperial spirit.

As a result, now, the seven Zidian fighters didn’t annihilate the opponent, but the opponent came directly to the door and forcibly broke into the Air Force headquarters…

Commander Okamura forced himself to accept the dreadful facts of the moment, shaking all over, not knowing what to say.

This is too unreasonable!

unfortunately. Germany, who has withdrawn from the battlefield of World War II, has no time to remind the japan “Be careful Kyle.”

After all, Kyle is such an unreasonable person, who can do things without reason, can be positive and never admit warning, what existence represents is the word ‘powerful’.

Seven fighters plane couldn’t beat him, they were all demolished.

The Hydra base factory with stronger armed weapons and the German military base with much more garrisoned soldiers were all conquered all the way, so how could Japanese air force base can block him?

With the strength twelve times of the human body, hundreds of combat techniques, and protection of venom, ordinary soldiers are simply too vulnerable in front of Kyle!

No matter how stubborn Japanese soldiers are, they are not afraid of death, the absolute gap in strength can’t be breach!

“Commander” Kyle stared at Commander Okamura indifferently, and said meaningfully: “I really want to see what you call the ‘Bushido’ spirit, so I came here without appointment.”

Commander Okamura’s face was blue with anger and shock.

But soon he sighed with a heavy face, and on the wall with the flag of the red sun on the side, he took off the fine short-style sword made of steel like a handicraft.

Both the non-commissioned officer and the soldier bowed their heads and crawled on the ground, afraid to persuade him.

Under Kyle’s oppressive sharp gaze, Commander Okamura knelt down and sat down on the ground, holding the gleaming sword in his backhand, and finally gritted his teeth and slammed the sword into his abdomen.

He snorted painfully, and fell to the ground on his side, blood flowing down the blade like a fountain.

In the eyes of Commander Okamura, he could not shirk the blame for the fall of the Tokyo Air Force base when he got in trouble with enemies he shouldn’t. It is a glorious sacrifice to die by the seppuku that Bushido respects.

(Seppuku Often called “hara-kiri” in the West, “seppuku” is a form of ritual suicide that originated with Japan’s ancient samurai warrior class. The grisly act typically involved stabbing oneself in the belly with a short sword, slicing open the stomach and then turning the blade upwards to ensure a fatal wound)

Kyle had a cold face, looking at the air force commander who was lying on a pool of blood, like an ant who had ended his humble life.

Japanese is somewhat similar to his country in previous life, is their exceptional wildness, confessed esteem on samurai spirit that is a cut above others.

(Racism is loss in translation if there is)

Kyle felt that it was a rare occasion, and it was necessary to teach Japanize a lesson, what is real strength and invincible!

“I won’t kill you.” Kyle glanced at the non-commissioned officers and soldier on the ground, and said in an orderly tone: “You take the commander’s body away, told your emperor, not long after, I will come to ‘visit’!”

The non-commissioned officer and the soldier exhaled in relief, and the two quickly stepped forward, each holding Commander Okamura’s hands and feet, and evacuated the office

“By the way, take this.” Kyle suddenly remembered something. With a wave of his palm, a card was firmly nailed to the chest of the commander’s corpse. The back of the card was a black image of a demon grinning.

It is not the totem of the national emblem of the U.S, or the symbol of the U.S. military. It is just a demon card that represents his own position!

He must rely on himself to shake and persecute the entire japan empire. This sentence has never meant to be a joke, but is about to become a reality recorded in history!

After the two Japanese soldiers left with the corpses, Kyle left for the commander’s office. At this moment, the base outside was blazing, and countless buildings were burning flames, and the fire was about to extend to the command building inside the base.

On the broad ground during this period, the remains of countless soldiers were also swallowed by tongues of fire, blood and fire shining against each other, and the night sky burned red and violently.

The General Air Force Base, as if baptized by disasters, was devastated.

There is a saying from the Soviet Union that describes Kyle very properly: “Wherever he has gone is accompanied by war, disaster, and death; he is an apostle of hell, an incarnation of a demon, and a hero in the eyes of others.”

Kyle speeded up and quickly passed between the collapsed buildings and approached the railway at the end of the air force base.

Those parked excellent Japanese fighter’s plane, many have entered the blue rank, it is a pity not to take them away.

According to his usual behavior and style, as long as he keeps the habit of drawing loot on the battlefield, he will never lose money!