Bullet's Training Style!

[Da da da da da!]

[Boom! Boom!]

In Hinomoto, Rikuzen, the Samurai and soldiers on the walls of Tamazukuri Station Castle stared in disbelief at the black army pressing in from the other side of their line of sight, wielding strange firearms and small bombs resembling suicide bags, engaging in direct combat with the densely packed Kabane.

Amidst the continuous gunfire and sky-shaking explosions, the Kabane roared with bloodlust, braving the hail of bullets with their own flesh and blood, launching the most brutal suicide human wave tactic.

However, those black-clad soldiers divided the battle line into three sides, which caused the Kabane had no sense of reason, to also split into three waves.

Their numerical advantage suddenly became less significant.

There were no shouts of killing, no screams of agony; all that filled the air were the sounds of Kabane bodies being torn to pieces and the dense blast of gunfire.

"Look!"

At that moment, a Samurai pointed to the battlefield on the left in shock and shouted loudly. The surrounding soldiers turned their gazes in that direction, and their pupils instantly contracted.

They simply couldn't believe what they were seeing.

The black-clad army actually separated a portion of its soldiers, some of whom were armed with Samurai swords, to engage in close combat with the Kabane who had approached the battle line.

Although the number of Kabane was not large due to the heavy firepower, they still had a numerical advantage when viewed from above.

Even so, the black-clad soldiers displayed an astonishing level of swordsmanship, constantly wielding their longswords and engaging in fierce combat with the Living Dead chests glowed red.

They slashed left and right, their movements nimble, easily severing one outstretched hand, arm, and even head after another with their powerful arms.

Their faces were indifferent, and they remained calm even as dangerous bullets whizzed past them, as blood splattered in front of them, and as dismembered limbs piled up at their feet.

Just as the number of Kabane on the flat ground was suppressed by gunfire to a similar number to their own, a sharp whistle rang out from somewhere.

I heard this sound.

All the black-clad soldiers stopped firing at once, then slung their weapons behind their backs, drew their Samurai swords from their waists, and rushed forward without a word to join the bloody battle.

"Huh!"

Just as a soldier swept away the heads of three Kabane in front of him, a leaping Kabane pounced from behind. Its explosive speed was so great that he could only try to turn to the side and block it with his left arm.

[Click----]

The next second, the Kabane opened its mouth and slammed it into the soldier's arm, but the taste made it feel something was wrong, and even its teeth cracked from the impact.

[Pfft!]

The soldier didn't give it any time to react, severing its head with a single stroke and then kicking the headless body away before turning back to kill the other Kabane.

In this movement, the soldier's sleeves fluttered in the wind, and one could vaguely see the metallic gauntlets strapped to his sleeves.

"They're all Samurai?!"

On the city wall, a middle-aged Samurai dressed in Samurai attire with a Samurai at his waist muttered incredulously to himself.

In their minds, only Samurai were capable of beheading Kabane with a long sword, but that was only in a one-on-one situation; against two, it was all a matter of luck.

"Black uniforms, fighting Kabane in the wild, could they be the Hunters led by Biba Amatori?"

Upon receiving the news, the Chengyama Superintendent personally came to observe the battle. Surrounded by a group of high-ranking Samurai, he watched with astonishment and uncertainty as the black army, whose three battle lines gradually converged, slowly approached the city wall.

"If that's the case, it's truly astonishing. Not only are they all elite Samurai, but there are thousands of them. How did they manage that?"

About an hour later, the area outside the city was a scene of carnage, but the Kabane's roars could no longer be heard, nor could any gunshots or explosions be heard.

Tens of thousands of Kabane these few thousand people!

However, a few scattered black-clad corpses could still be seen in the field. Even with protective gear such as arm guards and leg guards, the army still suffered casualties in the face of the Kabane's siege.

Even so, it's still incredibly moving!

The walls of Tamazukuri Station were deathly silent. Then, a Samurai hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Should we Gate of Opening for them?"

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The Chengyama Superintendent remained silent, offering no reply. To be honest, he was reluctant to let this group of ' Hunters enter his territory.

"But where is their 'Station City'?" another Samurai asked, gazing into the distance, but still no one answered.

After all, it didn't matter, because none of the high-ranking officials and Samurai present were willing to open the city gates for them, since it wasn't them who invited the 'Hunters'!

Soon, the black-clad soldiers arrived at the moat. If the drawbridge at the city gate wasn't lowered, they would have no chance of entering the city.

This is what everyone on the city wall is thinking.

[Beep------]

A long, sharp whistle rang out in the distance, startling many people.

"What are they doing?!"

Chengyama Superintendent hurriedly stepped forward, leaned against the wall, and glanced down. He was shocked to see the black-clad soldiers jumping into the water and swimming rapidly toward them.

"You swim so fast! Wait, what are they doing? What's the use of swimming to the base of the wall? Can they climb up?"

It should be noted that this city wall was tens of meters high in order to defend against large numbers of Kabane the wild.

Furthermore, if Biba Amatori wanted to enter the city, he should have sent someone to contact them, even though he had already decided to refuse them, at most he would send the Hunters a batch of supplies or something.

Since no one gave the order, all the soldiers on the city wall stared blankly as the black-clad army swam across the river.

Far away.

"Excellent! Once we take this city, we can bring in another batch of people!"

Vice Admiral Douglas Bullet, currently serving as Army Headquarters officer, sat atop a specially made, oversized, heavily Heavy Motorcycle, watching this scene with a wide, terrifying grin.

His unusually large and robust physique, draped in an extremely oversized black Coat of Justice, made him look exceptionally imposing.

"This Kabane World is truly a perfect training ground!" This was Bullet's heartfelt praise for this world.

In recent days, he has replaced two batches of 5,000 Army. The soldiers who originally came with him have long since returned to Randfirth to rest and recuperate.

Each time, he would first let these 'new recruits' fight against large numbers of Kabane in the wild. Once they had gotten used to the bloodshed and death on the battlefield, he would take them to a 'rest stop'.

They weren't looking for a place to rest, but rather for the purpose of attacking the city!

"Hmph, only those who have conquered large military fortresses amidst gunfire and artillery fire can be considered elite soldiers, hahahahaha!"

Amid Bullet's unrestrained laughter, the Army soldiers who had swum across the moat began to sheath their longswords and take out steel grappling hooks.

As the gazes of those above shifted from surprise to terror, they first spun around rapidly a few times, then hurled themselves upwards with force.

In the blink of an eye, he hooked onto the edge of the city wall, and then began to climb up the smooth wall surface by holding onto the steel rope with both hands!

"They're going to attack the city!"

"Fire! Fire now!!"

A Samurai Superintendent standing next to the Chengyama Superintendent was the first to react, his voice filled with shock and anger. He shouted orders at the top of his lungs.

[Da da da da da!]

Suddenly, gunfire erupted, but the bullets were coming from below. It was the Army who hadn't yet had their turn to climb the ropes, and they began to provide covering fire for their comrades.

[Pfft--]

The next second, before Chengyama Superintendent could react, a bullet pierced his forehead, splattering crimson blood.