Chapter 982

He might not be able to stay for two or three years, and after making a move once, the constraints became stricter—if he really wanted to act regardless, this world would really dare to die for him to see. There was no ability to kill him, but dying in front of Bai Lang was no problem at all.

People like Bai Lang naturally didn't want to leave in a hurry. He still wanted to see the World War—in the past, he watched movies and documentaries, and he was very yearning for it. Now that he could participate in person, how could he leave so quickly? And he really changed the situation a little bit. The earthquake caused 300,000 casualties across Japan, including many experienced workers, but because the Americans made a great effort in the reconstruction process, they made a lot of money.

The Japanese army was undoubtedly weakened, but factories and the like had returned to the state before the earthquake within two years, and the industrial output value had also recovered, while the navy had been strengthened—the Americans sold a lot of steel and old ships to the little devils, and even made a lot of money from the business of repairing warships. That's right, some of Japan's damaged battleships and heavy cruisers were towed to the United States for repairs.

The Americans also used the post-earthquake reconstruction to develop at a high speed, and even hedged a lot of losses during the Great Depression. Their speed of rebuilding the West Coast industry was much faster than the Japanese, and the Americans of later generations could not compare with them.

It was precisely because of this that the Naval Holiday ended early—at least the US and Japan ended it. Among the warships damaged in the earthquake, some were slightly older and a bit backward, such as small and medium-sized ships built in the 1920s, so they were simply abandoned and dismantled for old steel. They directly started building new warships, especially in order to promote economic recovery, Japan directly opened its mouth and placed a large naval order to the shipyard.

Even let the Americans build two heavy cruisers for them...

Northeast China was one of the places most severely damaged in this small geological activity cycle, and another was in Sichuan. As for XJ and other places, they were sparsely populated, so it didn't matter. The Northeast was not because the earthquake was strong, but because of the volcanic eruption.

The volcanic ash layer caused by volcanic eruption could be very fertile nutrients, but blocking the sun would definitely cause crops to fail or fail to harvest. At the same time, acidic fog would also cause human discomfort. As for the toxic gas erupted near the volcano, it could directly send people to death. In these two years, the food in the Northeast could be said to have failed directly, and a large number of Northeast residents fled to the pass to survive. Japan could not help the Northeast.

Bai Lang knew a friend. This friend was a German, and also one of the most outstanding members of the German Double Sword Knight Cross. He was a super ace who had once slaughtered "Black Death" attack aircraft on a large scale. Bai Lang didn't know if this kid would exist in this world. This person was weak, but let Bai Lang fly a fighter plane—even if he could barely take off, a hundred Bai Langs going up would probably be in vain.

As for ground warfare, Bai Lang was not afraid of how many people came.

It just so happened that as long as Bai Lang didn't continue to go crazy in this world, he could stay for ten or twenty years. Even if spiritual energy leaked a little, it would only make some technology appear. And he believed that in ten years, there wouldn't be sea monsters hundreds of meters long, so it shouldn't have any impact on the Pacific War.

"I don't know if that guy will have a counterpart in this world—it's hard to say, after all, there is no such guy in the 'real' World War II process. Anyway, wait and see, see if there is a legend of the frog in the sky. If there is, how many can this guy shoot down this time? Can he break through 600." Bai Lang was also very curious. He was definitely the king of ground warfare—not the kind of driving a tank, but the king of hand-to-hand combat.

This guy felt that if he went to Germany and disguised his face—this was not difficult, he had plenty of martial arts to change his face, not to mention anything else, just join the Armed SS and go to the Eastern Front to fight. A gold close-combat badge was no problem at all—this was the most difficult medal to obtain in World War II, right? And if he got this medal, the single-soldier anti-tank armband and the corresponding Knight's Cross would definitely not be less. He could definitely be a World War II super soldier.

However, Bai Lang just thought about it, and he was not prepared to really do it. Instead, he was more enthusiastic about killing little devils on the mainland. As for how enthusiastic? "I am already the number one person to kill little devils... Should I go to Nanjing? I can't do it..." Bai Lang didn't want this world to die, so he had to test how much effort he could exert...

The result was that the defense was okay, but the attack power could only be the same as ordinary people. True Qi was absolutely difficult to release—he had tried it. As soon as he released a little bit of true Qi, the world began to die. Bai Lang was so scared that he quickly withdrew, "This is unfair. Why can the organisms catalyzed by the trace of spiritual energy from outside accept it, but my little bit of true Qi can't? It's just that it doesn't look at me!" Bai Lang felt that if this world had a will and appeared in front of him, he would definitely have a good talk with the other party.

Bai Lang was a good person. If the big boss came in person, he would probably have revealed his original form and swallowed the whole world—"Anyway, you are going to die, so it's better to let me fill my stomach before you die."

The defense was definitely high, and there was no restriction on the true Qi under the skin. Bullets, shells, and bayonets could not break his defense, so there was no problem with being a super soldier. The speed was also fast. Even if it was just the limit strength of a mortal male, killing people was not like Lu Bu, just cutting miscellaneous fish? Dealing with tanks could also twist the body to do anti-tank gymnastics... That was enough. Bai Lang felt that as long as he was willing, there was no problem with rushing in and killing a regiment alone.

It was just moving his hands, and he couldn't attack in a large range, which could save him some trouble.

Going to the Eastern Front battlefield to kill people actually didn't have much attraction to Bai Lang—he was neither a German fan nor had any hatred for the Soviet people. In fact, he was more interested in the Eastern Front, which was called "Hell" and "the bloodiest battlefield in history"—after all, as a German air force ace, Remer didn't like to talk about the ground combat situation on the Eastern Front when chatting, although this guy said he might be the pilot who was best to the army in the air force...

(End of chapter)