The treant walked forward and looked down at the little old man. If that car-sized fist smashed down, Yutaro would definitely be smashed into meat paste.
Yutaro opened his kimono to the left and right, revealing his chest that was covered in age spots. "Come at me!"
Behind the wall of fire, the six giant treants seemed to have been intimidated by the flames. They hesitated and didn't move forward. Yutaro knew that he had won his gamble.
In the eyes of others, the treants were afraid of fire.
However, they were treant puppets created from the Wood Dun Technique. They were fireproof and moisture-resistant. How could they possibly be afraid of ordinary fire?
Mizuno felt a headache coming on as he looked at the little old man who was bare-chested. The treant's fearless spirit was admirable, but this didn't match his performance at all. It would have been better if the treant had run away in fear normally. Mizuno was only trying to scare Moribe Takeo so that he would run away, not to kill him.
Also, Mizuno really wanted to say that the treant was not afraid of going to prison for setting fire to a mountain.
"How is it? Are you afraid now?"
Yutaro faintly returned to the time when he was young. The flames had become the tables, chairs, and cement piled up in his university. The six treants were the riot police sent by the government, and the blazing heat was the waving red flag.
This time, his goal wasn't to oppose the A-class war criminal Kishi Shinsuke. Instead, it was to defend himself!
Mizuno only hesitated for a moment before he commanded the treants to move forward in a straight line.
The red flames on the wall of alcohol burned even more vigorously. All the trees and grass were moaning in the flames. However, the six treants' bodies were made of steel. They passed through the wall of fire without being damaged at all.
"Whoosh!"
The treants passed through the flames, and their dragon-like vines howled through the air. The dancing flames were bound by the vines, and they writhed in pain.
Yutaro's high-spirited smile froze on his face. The treants that passed through the wall of fire seemed to have flames on their bodies, as if they were wearing a fiery cape. They were like evil demons, and the defensive line that he had meticulously set up was completely useless. It was just like what had happened several decades ago.
"No, impossible."
Yutaro's mind seemed to have been stolen as he looked at the burning treants walking towards him. His murky eyes were filled with loneliness and despair.
His thoughts were in a mess. Lofty sentiments and the frustration of failure rushed into his mind.
"Kill me, kill me!" Yutaro opened his arms wide as he faced the Treant that was walking towards him and shouted in a loud voice, "Kill me!"
The tall treants made their way through the sea of flames, passing by Yutaro's side. They didn't see the short creature in front of them that was only as tall as their thighs, nor did they hear his hurried cries.
This feeling of being ignored made Yong Tai feel like an ant in the world. The feeling of insignificance and powerlessness once again pressed down on his head.
"Huff, huff!!"
The search and rescue helicopters were still circling in the sky, but on the side of the mountain not far away, several helicopters equipped with heavy weapons suddenly appeared.
If it appeared in ancient times, these helicopters would be the mounts of the gods. If they had unlimited firepower, they would really have the power to make an ancient empire yield.
The six Treants seemed to understand the power of the helicopter as they raised their heads.
The helicopters that were flying over seemed to have been infected with dementia, and they also stood blankly in mid-air.
They had received a mission to carry out a drill here, but who could tell them what the six burning monsters below were?
Was this also part of the drill plan?
There were many drill centers stationed around Mount Fuji, and their history could even be traced back to the Showa, Taisho, or even the Meiji period. However, after the reforms after the war, the Land Self-Defense Forces under MIfang's guidance were as docile as domestic dogs.
However, the drill would still be carried out every once in a while. It was just that although the goal of each drill was very low, they would still make a fool of themselves from time to time.
Just now, a sudden drill order came down from above.
All the Land Self-Defense Forces around Mount Fuji rushed to the east side of Mount Fuji, a tourist village that was surrounded by mountains and water. The Land Self-Defense Forces stationed at Mount Fuji were no strangers to this village.
Several Type-16 Mobile Combat Vehicles were driving quickly on the road. As the latest mobile combat vehicle equipped for the Land Self-Defense Forces, the Type-16 Mobile Combat Vehicle was light and convenient. Because it used eight rows of tires instead of tracks, it moved quickly.
Although this type of combat vehicle was not very adaptable to the battlefield environment, it was very suitable for a country like Island nation, which had a dense road network and a high rate of urbanization.
"Boss, what is this sudden drill for?"
The driver was just watching the show, and in the blink of an eye, he was called to participate in some drill plan.
"Don't all drills take place in summer or autumn?" The gunner was also a little dissatisfied. "Don't they usually go to Shizuoka? Is there a drill field in Minazawa Village?"
"No."
The leader of the vehicle was also very depressed. He was a veteran who joined the Land Self-Defense Forces 12 years ago. Back then, he had joined the Land Self-Defense Forces because he had watched a certain Moe anime. However, even as a veteran of the Land Self-Defense Forces, he did not remember going to Minazawa Village for a drill.
"Who cares, just drive the vehicle over and fire a few cannons." This correct statement in the vehicle gained everyone's approval.
The prefectural cities around Mount Fuji were already used to drills, but it was not common in early spring. Furthermore, it was even more rare for IFVs and self-propelled artillery to be directly on the road. Not only did the citizens not understand, but the Land Self-Defense Forces soldiers sitting in the military transport vehicles were also confused. They held onto their guns, and what made them uneasy was that these guns were all real guns with live ammunition.
Winter Fuji Golf Course.
A successful man in a suit swung his golf club, and the golf ball flew far away like a flying bird.
"Nice."
The business partner beside him applauded lightly. He was not a clairvoyant, so how could he see where the ball would land?
All he had to do was applaud!
Although he was a business partner, compared to the big boss who swung his golf club, he was just a person who earned a little money by chance.
The person in front of him was a natural aristocrat who owned a large piece of land on Mount Fuji.
While some of the so-called upper-class people were still showing off their big apartments in the prosperous areas of Tokyo, little did they know that this aristocrat in front of them, who had accumulated wealth for several generations, had a different way of life in the clouds.
In their eyes, the new upper-class society of the metropolis was nothing more than a laughable monkey crown.
"Hmm?" The big boss suddenly put away his golf club and looked at the sky doubtfully.
He did not feel anything when a few helicopters flew past, but when more than ten fighter jets flew across the sky, the big boss could not help but squint his eyes.
This kind of military dispatch was not normal.
Even if it was within the country, the Land Defense Forces had to report to MIfang. If it was outside the country, they could only be dispatched with the identity of a rebel soldier. After the three armies arrived, MIfang's officers also joined the war room.
How could the lovely vassal country bear this kind of supernatural danger alone? In order to maintain peace, Amelica was duty-bound to do so!
Looking at the Land Defense Forces soldiers advancing towards their destination in the command network, a newly appointed staff officer of MIfang asked with some confusion, "Is it appropriate to not tell the soldiers the truth?"
General MIfang glanced at the new staff officer who was said to have a very powerful family and said calmly, "If we tell them about fighting against supernatural beings, how many people will dare to go?"
"Soldiers only need to obey orders."