# Chapter 148: Army Heavy Motorcycle Mobile Unit!

# Chapter 148: Army Heavy Motorcycle Mobile Unit!

"Oh my god!"

"A miracle..."

The ever-expanding Sand Tornado, carrying Kabane spinning across the sky, had reached a Height exceeding the City Wall. It was seen by more Citizens Inside the City, and even the distant Governor's Mansion could clearly witness its existence. Then, they watched it move further and further away, gradually disappearing from sight.

At the same time, Crocodile, holding the Blue Light Kabane in one hand, turned into Sandstorm and returned to the top of the City Wall. This made the Soldiers and Samurai who were prostrate on the ground even more excited and awestruck, lowering their heads even deeper.

Only their mouths trembled uncontrollably, constantly repeating the words 'Divine Being'.

"God?"

Crocodile glanced in surprise at these Otherworlders who were already short and now appeared even shorter kneeling on the ground. He suddenly realized, "It seems this World doesn't have special Ability similar to Devil Fruit."

However, he was too lazy to declare that he wasn't a god. Instead, he felt it would make normal communication with them easier. Of course, he wouldn't admit to being a god either.

After all, he was about to join the Army under the World Government, so he had to be mindful of such matters.

"Remember, my name is Crocodile. Next time I come, remember to open the door obediently!"

Immediately after, Crocodile went to the Governor's Mansion and obtained two maps: one was a large map of this nation, and the other was a Route Map recording important stations.

Originally, he wanted a large map of this world, but who would have thought they didn't have one here? However, he heard Governor Tian Jiang say that the capital where the Shogun resided, Kongokaku, had such a thing.

Seeing how obedient he was, Crocodile also took the opportunity to ask about some other matters.

"How did those living dead you call Kabane come about?"

"This... I heard they came from the European Continent, but what caused them to form is still unknown."

"What ore do you mainly produce here?"

"Mainly Iron Ore, and some Dada Iron."

As he kept asking, Crocodile felt like this would go on forever. Under the terrified gazes of the Samurai, his empty right hand grabbed the Chief Steward by the back of his clothing and lifted him up.

"Ah! Divine Being! Please spare this humble one, spare me!!" The latter immediately let out a scream, tears and snot flowing out of fear.

He thought Crocodile was retaliating against him for his disrespect last night.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, but I need you to come with me!" After saying that, regardless of whether he agreed or not, Crocodile directly released a surging Sandstorm.

This blew the surrounding Samurai off balance. When they opened their eyes again, the Sandstorm had dissipated, but Crocodile and Governor Tian Jiang had also vanished without a trace.

These people stared at each other in astonishment. Logically, as Samurai, their duty was to protect their master. But the problem now was that their master had been taken away by a deity...

How were they supposed to explain this to Kongokaku?

Meanwhile.

On the plain outside the Fallen Dead City discovered by Lucci and Mata last night, a larger Army in black uniforms, with different equipment and uniforms than the Armed Forces from that night, was present.

Under the loud command of a five-meter-tall blonde General, they were riding Military Heavy Motorcycles, holding Automatic Rifles, and rapidly weaving through countless Kabane.

At the same time, they fired intensely at their legs, causing them to fall to the ground one after another, emitting meaningless cries of pain and roars.

[Da da da da da----]

For a time, the vast plain was completely covered by extremely loud and rapid gunshots and the rumbling sound of Motorcycles.

These people were naturally the Army Heavy Motorcycle Mobile Unit led by Douglas Barrett. When they first arrived here, the Morning Sun had just emerged halfway above the horizon.

That was the same time when Crocodile opened the window and breathed in the fresh air at Yashiro Station.

Although they had traveled all night under the stars and moon, Bullet did not order a rest. Instead, after letting his Soldiers make minor adjustments and check their Weapons and Equipment, he divided them into two hundred Squads of ten people each, and then further divided these into two large groups of one hundred Squads, ordering them to carry out the clearing Mission in turns.

With an Order.

The first group of one hundred Squads spread out to both sides. Relying on the high mobility of the Motorcycles, they quickly completed a full deployment, clearing layer by layer towards the city.

Since they didn't need to kill, only break legs, the efficiency was quite high.

However, such a large commotion completely alerted the Kabane in the city. Dense crowds of living dead poured out from the Drawbridge, looking like a dark, flowing black river.

Seeing this.

Bullet issued another Order.

Soon, the first group of one hundred Squads, already close to the City Wall, turned their Motorcycle heads and moved in two directions, causing the 'black river' behind them to also split.

Immediately after, the second group of one hundred Squads fully entered the field. Cooperating with the first group of one hundred Squads who were attracting the 'black river', they continuously fired from the sides, occasionally throwing Grenades for bombing.

The mobility of the Motorcycles and the Range of the Automatic Rifles were utilized to their fullest. Under Bullet's loud coordination, they weaved through each other and circled around, giving these slow-moving living dead no chance to approach. They rapidly wore down the Body Size of the 'black river' with Bullets, Gasoline, and Grenades.

Fortunately, the Motorcycles they rode were Military Heavy Motorcycles. Not only were the Fuel Tank Reserves large enough, but they also had Spare Fuel Tanks that could be switched to at any time.

However, judging by the number of these Kabane, there definitely wouldn't be enough gasoline for the return trip.

But this was no big deal. There was a complete Star Gate Base behind them. Although the inability of large vehicles to enter had a negative impact on efficiency, they could still transport a batch of gasoline.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, just when everything seemed orderly, a Kabane with a Body Size about half a meter taller than its peers roared and threw a fellow Kabane like a sandbag, successfully knocking an Army Soldier off his Motorcycle. Chaos ensued.

When the Soldiers around it discovered this situation, they quickly aimed their Muzzles and fired fiercely. Bullets with pointed tips shot out from the spurting Gunfire Flash.

But this Kabane did something astonishing. It actually grabbed two fellow Kabane, one in each hand, and swung them forcefully, actually blocking most of the Bullets.

Not only that, but it also had a Kabane stuck to its chest and back, acting as a Meat Shield. From time to time, it would throw the Kabane in its hands towards the rapidly moving Motorcycles, and then grab another fellow Kabane.

Its arm strength seemed unusual. The Kabane it threw were very fast. Although they couldn't be compared to Cannonball, they could indeed keep up with the movement of the Motorcycles.

Most astonishingly, with each roar, the nearby Kabane actually slowly gathered towards it as if hypnotized.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Douglas Barrett, sitting on his Specially Made Large Heavy Motorcycle, also noticed this special Kabane with his terrifying tiger-like eyes.

"A bit interesting. Let me see what kind of capacity you have!"

[Swish!]

The next moment, his massive Body Size, with a Speed that felt contradictory, instantly turned into a black Afterimage and disappeared from the Motorcycle seat. Then, in the blink of an eye, he appeared above the head of the 'tall' Kabane, which was over 1.8 meters.

Bullet's Black Justice Coat fluttered in the wind. Behind him was the Morning Sun gradually rising into the High Altitude. A huge shadow immediately covered the latter's figure.

He pressed down with one palm!

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