.Chapter 2412 The Battle of Pursuit

"Transport the body of the Heavenly Palace back and buried it in the side tomb of the royal family."

Jinggong Masako sighed softly, and gently waved her fingers to her confidants. When her subordinates were busy cleaning the scene, Jinggong Masako called the leaders of the four major families and pointed to the corpse on the ground and spoke: "It's meaningless to say more now. I just want you to kill the enemy at all costs."

"Otherwise, the people of the Celestial Empire will feel that we are weak and can be bullied."

The leaders of the four major families all bowed their heads: "I understand! We will pursue them with all our might."

Masako Keiguchi bowed slightly: "Please give me all!"

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At this time, a royal master jumped over several times, then stood in front of the prince and spoke: "Prince, I have surveyed the surrounding terrain and footprints. The other party made a confusing trick. It seemed to be evacuating the road ahead, but in fact it was going around the mountains and ran away."

He pointed his backhand northeast: "It should have been leaving that path."

"Because there is no footprint there, it is obviously cleaned up by man."

Speaking of this, his keen eyes shot out a light, continuing the topic just now: "And I checked the bullets and shells around the scene. I can be sure that the ambush of the Shuai Jun has exhausted 70% of the ammunition this time. In other words, they have become vulnerable."

"They have no ammunition and are like toothless tigers."

Keigu Masako nodded calmly, then waved her fingers, and a dull Japanese man came over with a high spirit. He didn't say anything but bowed slightly to Keigu Masako. The prince glanced over him and said, "Datang, you will command this pursuit."

Dazang, one of the three great masters of the royal family, the emperor's ultimate bodyguard.

This time, when he was pursuing Nie Wuming and the others, Jinggong Masako asked him over.

The prince's voice was cold and added lightly: "The thirty masters of the royal family, the eighty ninjas of the four major families and the five hundred elites from all sides are all given to you to command. I don't want your pursuit process. As long as I escape from the head of the coach's army's neck, you must not let them run away!"

"Do you understand?"

The dull man replied hoarsely: "I understand!"

Keigu Masako nodded with satisfaction, then turned her head to issue an order to the confidant: "You ask the police to intervene in this matter, and they don't need to participate in the pursuit, so as not to cause excessive casualties to cause dissatisfaction between the government and the people. If you ask them to block the general army's way out, just block the general army."

The confidant replied respectfully: "I'll make arrangements right away."

Ten minutes later, more than 600 elite Japanese troops from all over the world immediately chased the path.

Nie Wuming and the others did abandon the road and penetrated into the woods.

Because he knew that the power of Masako Ikemiya, not to mention dozens of people were driving to escape to the beach, even if he was flying away in a helicopter, he would still be knocked down. The ambush land was forty kilometers away from the beach, and an hour's drive was enough for the other party to lock them, and then he would calmly surround them.

More importantly, it is easy for the other party to identify the destination by walking the main road.

By then, that life-threatening road will become a dead end.

The brothers in the circle of brothers were well-trained all the way, not only touching the footprints of passing through the jungle, but also installing grenades on the ground to block the pursuers. Nie Wuming knew in his heart that he could deceive ordinary elites, but it was difficult to hide from the elite soldiers and generals around Jinggong. Sooner or later, his side would be locked.

So he arranged the limited grenades into landmines.

He believed that these mines could teach Japanese people a hard lesson.

Under the leadership of Dazang, the top royal master, the coalition forces quickly locked in the path of Nie Wuming and his team's escape. Dazang did not let more than 600 people squeeze into the path, but divided into five teams to slap at the other side like fingers, and four teams surrounded each other from both sides.

Dazang led more than a hundred people to chase him straight.

More than twenty ninjas jumped forward like phantoms. As pioneers, they had to lead the way half a beat to clear all obstacles and move forward for Dazang and the others. When a ninja slashed a tree trunk with one knife, an object also fell from the sky and smashed it down. He subconsciously slashed out.

Bang!

A grenade exploded, shattering the ninja on the spot. Four or five companions next to him splattered blood on the spot, and fell to the ground half-deadly wailing. Dazang rushed up from behind, his eyes narrowed slightly and a hint of praise flashed: he became interested in the pursuing enemy.

Because he suddenly realized that the large circle of elite figures added to the sweeping traces was not to cover up their escape direction, but to make them so proud that they could identify the traces. In this way, they would be radical all the way on the pursuit and would be blown up by mines.

The truth is true and true, and it is worthy of being a famous general in the world.

The dull Dazang glanced at the corpse, then turned his head and said, "Chase!"

Dozens of ninjas shot out again, and the samurai sword occasionally shone light in the darkness. Of course, they were much careful this time, and the four mines behind were carefully eliminated by them. However, when they were at **km, they were hit by a thunder again and killed six people.

Dazang's face did not change his expression and continued to signal to pursue.

At the same time, he asked the people on both sides to start to get closer to him:

After retreating into the jungle for more than ten kilometers, Nie Wuming clearly heard a few harsh explosions behind him. It was obvious that the enemy stepped on the grenades they arranged. However, everyone was not very happy, because in addition to killing some Japanese, it also meant that the other party locked them.

"Damn it! There are indeed masters!"

Nie Wuming licked his lips: "I'll catch up so soon."

The cannon held the compass and scanned the jungle, then lowered his voice and said, "Brother, the enemy bites so tightly, we don't have much time to deal with them. Otherwise, we can go out of the jungle and go to the beach, otherwise it will be easy to be surrounded by a few circles, and then we will have to fight hard!"

Nie Wuming shook his head decisively with the desert eagle, and replied coldly: "No! You can't confuse the enemy by just wearing it. If the other party recognizes the destination we are going to escape at a glance, it doesn't make sense for us to rush to the beach, and we will only be beaten into a sieve by the enemy."

He glanced around and spoke gently: "We must circle with each other in the jungle to make them think we are headless flies, and also to give them the illusion that we will kill back to the city of Tokyo, so that we can get rid of the enemy and arrive at the beach calmly. Tell your brothers!"

"Mobile warfare, annihilate the enemy in movement."

The cannon took a deep breath: "Okay!"

More than 600 people were chasing each other, and they were all carrying short guns. In this case, the elite troops in the circle could only speed up their pace. Even when the artillery burst out from behind, they felt a thunderous thunder in their hearts and their steps were much faster.

The elite evacuated quickly in the large circle, and the five Japanese teams were faster.

They rushed towards them like a fierce hunting dog, following the footsteps passing by in the big circle.

The sky was completely dark, and it was impossible to see five fingers. Nie Wuming, who had been marching for an hour, was not tired, but suddenly stopped. A trace of danger suddenly came from his heart, like a hideous poisonous snake, gently biting his nerves.

Nie Wuming looked back and saw the two of them showing abnormal expressions.

This was a test of their intuition about danger through blood and fire. Nie Wuming immediately ordered to stop moving forward. After looking around with a night vision instrument, he asked all the staff to be on guard and defend. Then he sent artillery and black iron to the front to investigate, earth cannons and dumb hammers to investigate the situation in the rear and the two wings.

Five minutes later, the cannon and their investigation completed and returned quickly. Nie Wuming came to a conclusion based on the results of their respective investigations, that is, they were surrounded. The cannon looked at Nie Wuming's situation chart with branches on the ground, touched his head and scolded: "Damn it!"

"I'm chasing it too fast, right?"

Black Iron exhaled a long breath:

"It's a pity that the machine gun was thrown away, otherwise there would be another positional battle."

After Nie Wuming swept over the branches on the ground, he spoke in a plain tone: "What are we going to fight against each other? The five teams of ghosts will hit dozens of rockets in the middle. If it weren't for the night now, as long as Masako Jinggong sent a few combat helicopters, we would be done."

"Stop talking, keep rushing forward!"

"When encountering gods, killing gods, and encountering ghosts!"

Nie Wuming waved his finger: "Only by fighting the bloody path can we have a way of life."

Puff! Puff! Puff!

At this moment, a harsh sound rang out in the sky, and the night was like daylight.

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