Wang Yu walked out of the Black Vine's command center with a pistol, and the black hole muzzle was always aimed at Yamamoto Ichiki.

Next to Yamamoto Ichiki, Ito instantly burst into tears and raised the submachine gun in his hand without hesitation.

Yamamoto Ichiki waved his hand and signaled him to put down his gun and not to act rashly.

"After fighting for so long, I'm very curious about your identity. Are you not curious about my identity?"

Yamamoto Ichiki looked up and down Wang Yu.

"I'm curious, why don't I be curious? In comparison, I'm even more curious about where you got the M3 submachine gun!"

Wang Yu was curious and afraid of this weapon that transcended the timeline.

At this time, the M3 submachine gun is still in the R&D stage in the hands of the United States and must not be put into use on the battlefield.

"Are you talking about this gun?"

Yamamoto Ichiki said, taking the submachine gun from Ito, looking over and over again, and continuing:

"You are curious about this gun, just as I am with the pistol in your hand."

"Oh? Do you know this gun?" Wang Yu's eyes flashed and his breathing was a little rapid.

"Type 54 pistol, a product developed after more than ten years."

Yamamoto's tree is light and the clouds are light.

However, Wang Yu's heart was filled with huge waves. What is Yamamoto Ichiki's origin? How could he recognize the pistol that was produced only after more than ten years?

Could it be...

An idea that had already emerged in his mind again and could not be removed.

This guy is also a time traveler?

"What is your origin!"

Wang Yu was a little scared, and a huge wave appeared in his heart. He tried hard to restrain his emotions. Although he guessed his origin, he still couldn't help asking.

Yamamoto Ichiki knew that Wang Yu had an answer in his heart, so he did not answer his words, but turned his head, looked at Fujiwara, and said calmly:

"Fujiwara, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are in full bloom!"

"Yes, Colonel, I haven't smelled the fragrance of flowers in my hometown for a long time!"

Fujiwara responded, with grief in her eyes, but fleeting, continuing:

"But for the honor of the empire, we will die again!"

Yamamoto smiled, and did not speak, but pulled the trigger in his hand.

clatter!

The M3 submachine gun shot at one point, and a bullet pierced through Fujiwara's chest, and blood gushed.

"Colonel..."

Fujiwara's face was pale quickly and she fell to the ground and died. He didn't understand why Yamamoto wanted to kill him until he died.

Yamamoto Ichiki's operation made Wang Yu stunned and couldn't understand it either.

"Okay, now we can talk!"

Yamamoto Ichiki threw the submachine gun in his hand to the ground, looked at Wang Yu with a smile, and continued:

"We are also chosen sons, why should we be enemies?"

Wang Yu put away the pistol in his hand, looked at Yamamoto Ichiki who spoke fluently and asked:

"What's the meaning?"

"You and I have special abilities, and I have been born for this era. But you insist on the current situation. Don't you feel sorry?"

"Yes, in the end of this war, victory belonged to the Eighth Route Army, but everything you did was just icing on the cake. What can you get in the end?"

"Look at this wonderful country, we will all belong to us when we cooperate with each other!"

Yamamoto Iki talked a lot, and Wang Yu was a little scared and asked:

"Does it belong to you or your emperor?"

"Emperor?"

Yamamoto Ichiki smiled, laughing wildly.

"That's just a deformed child born by a close relative. In terms of his own status, he is just a puppet that has been imprisoned. Only stupid people will respect him as gods."

Wang Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the storm in his heart, and said:

"So, do you want to be the emperor?"

"Isn't it possible?" Yamamoto Ichiki looked at Wang Yu, and the expression on his face became more and more arrogant.

Looking at Wang Yu's puzzled expression, he did not explain too much, but squatted next to Fujiwara's corpse and pointed his fingers into the wound of the corpse!

Crunch!

The fingers stir near the muscle tissue, and you can hear the sound of plasma stirring and flesh tearing.

After a moment, Yamamoto Ichiki stood up with a bullet with his fingertips, held it in front of Wang Yu, and then let it go.

bite!

The warhead landed on the bluestone slab on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Roar~"

Suddenly, the corpse on the ground suddenly sat up, and a low roar came from his throat.

Wang Yu was frightened and pointed his pistol at the corpse!

I saw Fujiwara take a few long breaths and stand up. At some point, an M3 submachine gun was hung on her body again!

He touched the blood marks on his chest, and his face was filled with fear and awe, and he paused at Yamamoto Iki. Compared to before, he was more obedient, as if he was born Deadpool.

And although his expression is muted, his behaviors are clean and neat, without any delay.

"If I want, I can form such a fearless army!"

Yamamoto Ichigi's expression was a little aggressive, but he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes.

Wang Yu's eyes sterned, and he finally knew Yamamoto's ability.

He has two abilities: one is that he can develop skilled soldiers. Skilled soldiers can not only obtain resource points for him, but also increase skill points for both sides.

The second is to use resource points to redeem weapons beyond generations from the system store.

But now, he knew one of Yamamoto's ability, which was to resurrect the dead body, and also brought a suit of American equipment to become a member of the latter's special attack team!

"Is it that how did Yamamoto's agent team get all of them?"

"Unlike, although the agents I encountered in the past looked crazy, they were not as loyal as the mug in front of me!"

"It seems that Yamamoto has difficult conditions to build such an army, otherwise he would not be able to talk to me here!"

Wang Yu had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

"How about it, can you accept my suggestion?" Yamamoto asked.

"Accept?" Wang Yu smiled and said:

"The so-called acceptance, that is in the case of negotiations, and did I negotiate with you?"

As he said that, Wang Yu decisively pulled the trigger.

When he was a little scared and frightened, the door took the initiative!

Bang!

The bullet pierced Fujiwara's forehead, leaving a bloody hole.

Yamamoto Kazuki was not surprised.

Wang Yu pointed his gun at Yamamoto Ichiki and said:

"Walking with you is like struggling with a tiger. Moreover, I am just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with no ambitions."

"Ha!" Yamamoto Ichiki smiled and said, "Ordinary people?"

"The world is so big, and you and I have such special abilities. Can you still be called an ordinary person?"

"If you were an ordinary person, you would not be qualified to stand here and talk to me!"

Looking at Wang Yu's black muzzle and firm eyes, Yamamoto's gaze gradually became cold.

"It seems that you and I will die today!"

"It is both a distinction between high and low, and life and death!"

Wang Yu spit out a joke and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Chapter completed!