Chapter 260: Hokkaido Decisive Battle

Hokkaido, abandoned car recycling yard in the suburbs of Sapporo.

This was the last stronghold of the Foot-Basin-Chicken right-wing die-hards and the headquarters of the "Kamikaze Special Attack Team."

In the open space in the center of the scrap yard, more than a hundred modified civilian vehicles were lined up in an array.

There were small sedans, vans, and even a few school buses.

Each vehicle was welded with rough steel plates, the windows were sealed, and the cabins were stuffed with fertilizer explosives and gasoline barrels.

"Jade shatter! Jade shatter! Jade shatter!"

More than three hundred right-wingers surrounded the venue, holding burning torches and roaring slogans.

Most of them were middle-aged and elderly, wearing old military uniforms from World War II, their eyes empty and filled with madness.

Standing on the high platform was the general commander of this operation, former Self-Defense Force Major General Takeda Masayoshi.

He was expelled from military service three months ago for extreme remarks and was now the leader of the Respect-Emperor Punish-Traitors Volunteer Army.

He held a megaphone, his voice hoarse:

"Gentlemen! Longguo's mechs have stepped on our homeland! The Emperor was forced to surrender! This is the shame of our nation!"

The roar from the crowd became more intense.

"But!" Takeda changed the subject, "We still have the final power! These vehicles are our modern Kamikaze!"

He pointed to the modified vehicles: "Each vehicle has three hundred kilograms of explosives! We will drive them toward Longguo's mechs! Toward the assembly point of their landing troops!"

"But..." someone asked in a low voice from the crowd, "Takeda-sama, Longguo mechs have laser weapons, our cars will be... before they even get close..."

"That's why we need cover!" Takeda sneered, "We have already 'invited' two hundred volunteers."

He waved his hand, and his men pushed out a group of civilians with their hands tied, including the elderly, women, and even children in their teens.

Most of them were forcibly grabbed from nearby towns, and they were filled with fear at this moment.

"Doesn't Longguo boast about not hurting civilians?" Takeda grinned.

"Then let these civilians walk in front of the convoy! Let's see if they dare to fire!"

There were a few gasps in the crowd.

Even some right-wingers showed expressions of unbearable pity.

"Takeda-sama, this... this isn't very good, right?"

"For the sake of righteousness, necessary sacrifices are acceptable!" Takeda roared, "Or are you afraid?!"

No one dared to speak again.

At 4:00 AM, Longguo frontline command post.

Li Yang stared at the footage transmitted back by the drone, his face livid.

"They are using human shields," he shared the footage with all combat units, "120 suicide vehicles, in front are two hundred coerced civilians."

There was dead silence in the channel.

After a long while, Wang Hao's voice came: "Damn... this bunch of beasts! Treating their own people like this!"

"Old Li, what to do?" Chen Guang's voice was very calm.

"Storming will hurt civilians, and now all countries are watching us, but if we don't fight, they will rush our positions, and the distance is already less than twenty kilometers."

Li Yang closed his eyes and thought quickly.

Three seconds later, he opened his eyes: "Execute Plan C."

"Plan C?" Wang Hao was stunned, "Isn't that not tested yet?"

"No time to test," Li Yang pulled up the tactical interface, "Chen Guang, how large an area can your swarm interference drones cover?"

"Five-kilometer radius, but it needs three minutes of deployment time."

"I'll give you two minutes," Li Yang turned, "Wang Hao, how is the accuracy of your micro-Xingtian bombs?"

"Ping-pong ball size, error no more than ten centimeters, but someone needs to provide laser guidance for the target."

"No need for lasers," Li Yang said, "Use Torch Dragon-3's real-time positioning, drone swarm delivery."

"How many drones would that take?"

"Five thousand."

Wang Hao gasped: "I'll go prepare right now!"

At 4:15 AM, over the scrap yard.

The first batch of swarm interference drones had arrived, five thousand palm-sized six-rotor aircraft, each carrying a micro-EMP generator and signal jammer.

Chen Guang remotely controlled from the Longyin control room: "Interference wave coverage, 3, 2, 1—start!"

Vroom—

An invisible electromagnetic wave field shrouded the entire scrap yard.

All wireless remote control equipment failed instantly.

The indicator light on the remote detonator in Takeda's hand also went out.

"What?! What's going on?!"

"Sir! Remote signal is being jammed!"

"Then detonate manually!" Takeda roared, "Drivers! Prepare—"

Before the words were finished, a rain of bombs fell from the sky.

The micro-Xingtian bombs dropped by the five thousand micro-drones landed precisely on the hoods of each modified vehicle.

Zzz, zzz, zzz...

In the slight sound of electric current, the bombs released a directional electromagnetic pulse, instantly burning out the vehicles' electronic ignition systems.

120 vehicles stalled simultaneously.

"Impossible!" Takeda's eyes were about to pop out, "This... how is this possible?!"

"There's more that's impossible," Li Yang's voice came through the loudspeaker, his Yinglong mech already arrived at the edge of the scrap yard.

The fifteen-meter-tall steel body stood in the darkness before dawn, its optical sensors locking onto Takeda on the high platform.

"Takeda Masayoshi, you are formally arrested for planning terrorist attacks, kidnapping civilians, and crimes against humanity."

"Arrested?" Takeda laughed wildly, "Just with one mech?!"

He pressed another button—not a remote control, but an old-fashioned transmitter hidden in his arms.

"You thought I only prepared vehicles?!"

Deep in the scrap yard, a roar of mechanical operation came.

Something... let's call it a mech, stood up from the scrap pile.

That thing was eight meters tall, the main body was the chassis of an excavator, the left arm was a mechanical arm modified from a tank turret, and the right arm was welded with a chainsaw.

The overall shape was ugly and crazy, like a nightmare pieced together from a scrap yard.

Two gas tanks were strapped to its back, with self-destruct devices scribbled on them.

"Ghost Samurai No. 1!" Takeda jumped to the side of the cockpit of the assembled mech and climbed in.

"This is the ultimate weapon built with our last resources!"

The head of the mech, which was actually a water tank with a camera welded to it, lit up with red light.

"Let me tell you what the spirit of the samurai—"

Before the words were finished.

The Yinglong moved.

The chainsaw sword on its right arm ejected, the high-speed rotating saw teeth emitting a sharp whistle in the air.

Takeda didn't even see the movement clearly.

He only saw a flash of silver light.

Then—

Crack, crack, crack...

The Ghost Samurai mech was split in two from the middle, like butter cut by a hot knife, neatly splitting into two halves.

The gas tanks on its back rolled to the ground.

Takeda sat in the split cockpit, staring blankly at his mech that was only half left.

And looked at the intact Yinglong opposite.

"One move..." he muttered, "Only used one move..."

Li Yang manipulated the Yinglong to extend its mechanical arm, precisely pinching Takeda's collar and lifting him out of the wreckage.

Like lifting a chick.

"Want to die?" Li Yang sneered, "Not that easy."