Chen Bufan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't calm down the tension in his heart. His face looked bad and there was even cold sweat on his forehead.
No! Ocean! Don’t get infected! If you are infected! Marine life cannot go out to sea!
You definitely can’t!
Hurry up and obey the command! Amitabha! Amen!
Huh! He let out a breath and didn't dare to think about it anymore, for fear that his words would come true.
Chen Bufan didn't know at this time that there were several cargo ships with a tonnage of over 100,000 tons heading inland from the Sakura Sea. Each cargo ship was full of people, all of whom were armed but didn't look like soldiers.
They all had colorfully dyed hair, and the hair in front of their foreheads was like door curtains, which they had to blow away from time to time, otherwise they wouldn't be able to see the road.
They all carried long guns and backpacks, and stood there in a nonchalant manner, laughing and making noises excitedly. One could tell at first glance that they were not good people, and felt like a group of morons.
At this time, in the rest cabin of the largest ship, a man in his forties with a crew cut was kneeling on a mat, with two beautiful women in mourning-style clothes leaning against him. The women also had a pillow behind them, as if they were ready to sleep at any time.
The man had a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had a resolute expression and sharp eyes. His expression was intimidating without being angry, and he exuded a majestic aura.
In his left hand, he held a samurai sword that was modeled after the Tang Dynasty's horizontal sword. The handle was inlaid with gems and the blade was shining with cold light. In his right hand, he held a piece of white cloth and gently wiped the blade with gentle and focused movements.
After the end of the world, he flattered his superiors and killed people like flies. All those who looked down on him, provoked him, or whom he disliked were killed by him, but he was not blamed and instead lived a good life.
Several of his men were kneeling in front of him, all of them with their heads lowered, not daring to look at the man kneeling on the ground.
This is not only because of the man's majesty and coldness, but also because of the two women around him.
Their clothes were very casual, even a little revealing, which made the subordinates feel extremely embarrassed and nervous. They dared not desecrate Shangguan's women.
"How long will it take to reach Silla?" the man suddenly asked (in island language).
"Hey! There's about another hour!" one of the men replied.
"Yoshi! This time we will be the vanguard, using Silla as a springboard to enter the inland. We must take this land and then establish our base there! Gentlemen! We must take back everything that belongs to us!! Go out and prepare!" The man crossed his arms across his chest, his tone firm and confident.
"Hi! Kitagawa-kun! x3!" The subordinates responded in unison, then stood up and left.
As the vanguard commander of this attack on the mainland, Ichiro Kitagawa was full of anticipation and excitement.
He was originally just a cameraman shooting action movies. He originally wanted to be an actor, but he was not qualified. After the doomsday came, he was reused by providing information about actresses to the boss. He even gave away his wife and daughter for this opportunity.
The great cause that his predecessors failed to complete decades ago will now be inherited and realized by him.
Ha ha…
There is no better opportunity now!
Doomsday!
What a beautiful noun!
The resources on the island are simply too scarce to support this great nation.
And that vast inland, with endless resources and vast land, is their real home!
They have long coveted this continent and are eager to take it into their possession.
How long has this desire lasted? Perhaps more than a thousand years!
Now, a great opportunity has finally arrived! The continent is full of zombies, and people must be unable to take care of themselves.
Moreover, those people on land lack bloodiness. As long as they are given enough food, they can be easily controlled. It is even easier than raising a docile Akita dog!
Ichiro Kitagawa is full of absolute confidence in himself.
Historical records show that once only a dozen soldiers were needed to control a county town.
What's more, they have now sent out a vanguard of thousands of people!
"Hahaha! Yosi! Yosi! Haha!"
Thinking of this, Ichiro Kitagawa could not help but burst into laughter, his laughter revealing a kind of complacency and arrogance.
His hands unconsciously reached into the arms of the women on both sides, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of the moment.
I secretly thought that once I reached my destination, I would be able to realize my ambitions...
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Ichiro Kitagawa is fantasizing in his mind about the great things he is about to do, plundering land, resources, women, and truly becoming a local tyrant!
Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, followed by a burst of dense gunfire.
Kitagawa Ichiro was so scared that he clenched his hands tightly.
"Ugh..." The two women screamed in pain and quickly covered their mouths with their hands, not daring to make a sound.
"Bagaya Road~!"
Ichiro Kitagawa's vicious eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at the two women, as if he wanted to eat them alive. The two women knelt there, trembling and not daring to look up.
Holding a sharp knife in his hand, he rushed out the door aggressively.
Just when he was halfway there, he ran into one of his men who had gone out earlier.
He mercilessly grabbed the man by the collar and slapped him hard in the face with all his strength.
"What on earth happened? Tell me quickly!" Ichiro Kitagawa roared.
"Hey! We were attacked! A ship broke in two and everyone fell into the sea!"
The man received the slap but did not dare to resist at all. He just lowered his head and quickly recounted what had happened.
"Who dares to attack us? How audacious!" Kitagawa Ichiro loosened his collar, pushed him away, and continued to walk outside.
"No... it wasn't done by humans! Kitagawa-kun! I saw it with my own eyes. It was a huge fin whale that attacked! It only took one strike to split the boat in half!"
When Ichiro Kitagawa heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank and his steps came to an abrupt halt. A fin whale split the boat in half? How is that possible!
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"Kitagawa-kun, I dare not lie!"
He turned around and stared into his subordinate's eyes, trying to determine whether he was lying, but when he saw that although his subordinate was flustered, his expression was firm and he did not seem to be lying, his heart sank.
Then, he quickened his pace, walked out of the cabin quickly and went onto the deck. On the deck, many minions were holding guns and shooting blindly into the sea. Kitagawa Ichiro looked into the sea and could only see a huge black shadow swimming under the water.