Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

The tree man walked forward and looked down at the little old man. If the fist that was half the size of a car hit him, Yutaro would definitely be smashed into a puddle of flesh.

Yutaro pulled the kimono to the left and right, revealing his chest with some age spots: "Come on!"

Behind the wall of fire, the six giant treants seemed to be really shocked by the flames, hesitating and not moving forward, Yutaro knew that he had won the bet.

In the eyes of others, this is the tree man's fear of fire.

But at any rate, it is also a tree puppet made by Mutun, which is resistant to moisture and fire, so how can I be afraid of these ordinary flames.

Mizuno looked at the little old man with a headache. This kind of fearless spirit is worthy of admiration, but this is too unsuitable for his performance. It would be nice to run away in normal fright. He just wanted to create The scare that made Takeo Moribe flee was not for killing.

And what Mizuno wanted to say in particular was that if you set fire to a mountain, wouldn't you be afraid of being imprisoned?

"How about it, be afraid!" Yongtaro vaguely returned to his youth, the flames turned into tables, chairs and cement piled up in the university, the six tree figures were riot police sent by the government, and the raging Heat is a red flag waving.

This time his goal is not to oppose the class-A war criminal Nosuke Kishi, but to defend himself!

Mizuno just hesitated for a moment, then directed the treants to pull up their heavy legs and march forward in a row.

The red fire of the alcohol wall burned more and more vigorously, and all the dry grass and trees groaned in the flames, but the bodies of the six treants were made of steel, and passed through the wall of fire without any damage.

"call!"

The treant walked through the flames, and the dragon snake-like vines made a whistling sound of wind between the flames, and the dancing flames were bound by the vine branches, throbbing in pain.

Yutaro's vigorous smile froze on his face. The tree man passing by was covered with flames, as if wearing a cloak of flowing fire. He looked like an evil spirit. His carefully arranged defense line was useless, just like the scene decades ago .

"No, it's impossible."

Looking at the burning tree man approaching, Yutaro was taken away, his old cloudy eyes were full of loneliness and despair.

His thoughts were mixed, and a mixture of ambition and failure rushed into his mind.

"Kill me, kill me!" Facing the tree man approaching, Yutaro opened his arms and shouted loudly.

The tall treants walked through the sea of ​​flames and passed Yutaro. They didn't see the small creature up to the thigh height in front of them, and they couldn't hear his screams.

This feeling of being ignored made Yuta feel that he was an ant in the sky, and the feeling of insignificance and powerlessness weighed on his head again.

"Whoa, whoa!!"

The search and rescue helicopters in the sky were still circling, but on the side of the mountain not far away, several helicopters equipped with heavy weapons suddenly appeared.

If they appeared in ancient times, these helicopters would be the vehicles of the gods, and if they guaranteed unlimited firepower, they would really have the power to subdue an ancient empire like the gods.

The six treants seemed to understand the power of the helicopter, and they raised their heads one by one.

The helicopters that flew over seemed to be infected with dementia, and they also stood in midair in a daze.

They received a mission to perform a drill mission here, but who can tell them, what are the six flaming monsters below?

Is this also in the exercise plan?

There are many training stations stationed around Mt. Fuji, which may have a long history dating back to the Showa, Taisho and even the Meiji period. However, after the post-war reform, the Ground Self-Defense Force trained by Mifang is docile like a domestic dog, the Pomeranian kind. However, the exercises at regular intervals will still be held regularly, but although the goal is set very low for each exercise, jokes will still be made from time to time.

Just now, a sudden exercise order came down from above.

All the Lu Zikongs around Mt. Fuji rushed to Narusawa Village on the east side, a tourist village surrounded by mountains and rivers. The Self-Defense Forces who have been stationed on Mt. Fuji for many years are no strangers to this village.

Several Type 16 wheeled mobile combat vehicles were driving fast on the road. As the latest mobile combat vehicles equipped for Lu Zi, the Type 16 mobile combat vehicles were light, small and convenient. Because they used eight teams of tires instead of tracks, they moved quickly.

Although this type of wheeled chariot has poor adaptability to the battlefield environment, it is very suitable for island countries with dense road networks and high urbanization rates.

"Boss, what is this sudden exercise for?" The driver was just chasing after him, and was called up to participate in some exercise plan in the blink of an eye.

"Aren't the drills always in summer or autumn?" The gunner was also a little dissatisfied, "Don't you usually go to Shizuoka, where there is a drill ground in Narusawa Village?"

"No." The boss of the chariot is also very depressed. He is an old man who joined Luzi in 12 years. He joined Luzi all the time because he watched a cute and cute anime, but he is a Luzi chariot soldier. The old man also doesn't remember the history of going to Narusawa Village for drills.

"It doesn't matter so much, just drive the car over and fire a few shots." This correct statement in the crew aroused everyone's approval.

The counties and cities around Mount Fuji are not surprised by the drills, but they are not common in early spring, and it is even rarer for infantry fighting vehicles and self-propelled artillery to be directly on the road. Lu Zi's soldiers were also stunned. They were holding guns. What is disturbing is that these guns are real guys with live ammunition.

Winter Fuji Golf Course.

The successful man in a suit swung his club, and the golf ball slid into the distance like a bird.

"Okay." The business partner on the side applauded softly. He is not clairvoyant, so he can't see where the ball landed.

Just clap!

He is said to be a partner, but compared with the big shots who swing, he is just a person who makes a little money by chance. The person in front of him is a born noble who has a large area of ​​land in Mount Fuji.

When some so-called high-class people are still showing off their large apartments in the bustling area of ​​Tokyo, they don't know that this nobleman who has accumulated wealth for several generations has another way of life among the clouds.

In their eyes, the emerging high society in the metropolis is just a ridiculous monkey crown.

"Huh?" The boss suddenly put away the club and looked at the sky suspiciously.

He didn't feel it when a few helicopters flew by, but when a dozen fighter jets flew across the sky, the boss couldn't help squinting his eyes.

This kind of military dispatch is not normal.

Even in China, Lu Zi's dispatch had to be reported to the Mi side. If it was abroad - he could only be dispatched as a soldier who violated the peace. After the three armies arrived, the Mi side's officers also joined the war room.

How can this kind of confrontation with supernatural dangers be undertaken by the lovely vassals alone? In order to maintain peace, America is obliged to do so!

Looking at Lu Zi soldiers marching towards their destination in the command network, a newly appointed staff officer in Mifang asked with some doubts: "Is it appropriate not to tell the soldiers the truth?"

Glancing at the new staff officer who was said to be very powerful in his family, General Mi Fang said in a flat tone: "Tell them about going to fight against supernatural existence, how many people will dare to go?"

"Soldier, as long as you obey the order."