Kaito Kidd Is Superhero

"The people in the village are also enthusiastic. Even if they don't speak Japanese, they will come out to communicate with us." Itami said. The 33-year-old SDF lieutenant can be said to be incompatible with the SDF because he went to Akihabara two years ago to buy When he was doujinshi, he was attacked by 梼杌. Because he evacuated the surrounding people in time, he made meritorious service and was promoted.

However, he has been insulated from doujinshi since then, and Itami can only devote his mind to helping the refugees, and only occasionally talks with colleagues who can talk about what the doujinshi will be. Now, two years later, he has participated in the first battle with the vanguard of the Imperial Legion, once again meritorious service, and has the opportunity to enter the portal.

On the opposite side of the portal, Itami was also full of illusions. The beast ears, elves, magic girls, princesses and female knights were all he was looking forward to encountering. As a single uncle in his early thirties, he also has a heart to open the harem.

"I don't think they like Empire either." Itami's colleague said.

The Self-Defense Force does not have a translator. It is naturally difficult to communicate with the locals. They always record the translation word by word. It has been three days since the departure and half of the week-long investigation expedition, but they don’t even have a local dialect. Learn a few sentences.

"I really can't stand such days. I knew I would not join the Self-Defense Forces and should go to study abroad."

"Don't be joking. You want to study abroad because of your grades?" The colleague laughed.

Itami didn't care about his colleagues' jokes, but continued to practice pronunciation in front of the notebook. As the leader of the third investigation team, he took on most of the communication work, but he was not in the mood to relax with his colleagues.

"Speaking of which, many of the villages we passed through were empty." Someone started a serious topic.

"That's natural. Although there is magic in this world, it seems to me that it is like that. Such a level of productivity needs to supply a hundred thousand troops, and logistics needs hundreds of thousands. What if there is not enough food? The villagers probably moved away if they were afraid of being robbed. Speaking of it, this is the same as in the ancient times when they were delayed."

"Isn't that good? I think there is a possibility of colonization, and the villages that are let out are just right for immigrants to live in."

Itami is not very restrictive, so everyone talked without restraint: "I think the United States will step in sooner or later. The above considerations are still too optimistic."

"Cut, isn't it obvious? The United States will definitely know the information of the portal, and then the portal will be handed over, but as long as our Self-Defense Force has a firm foothold in Otherworld before the American soldiers, then the American soldiers will also rely on it. We." It's very confident.

And a car of SDF soldiers nodded. It seems that what they are doing now is really amazing, but you must know that the American SHIELD has mastered the basic translator and can communicate directly without borrowing from the SDF. It is estimated that they have no place to cry.

Three Hummers parked on a hill, and Itami got out of the car and looked at the dense forest in the distance with a binoculars. "It seems that there is a village inside, and I'm not sure if that old man's words meant that."

"Then go and take a look. Anyway, our investigation is completely aimless." It's just to go blind, if it is the American emperor, it must be to send the satellite to the sky, and then the drone will open the way and fly to observe it. The tentacles of imperialism are stretched out, and in the end it is the American soldiers who send warmth. Where will it go around like a headless fly like the Self-Defense Force? Whether it can meet the village depends on luck, and whether it is good or bad to meet the locals depends on luck.

I guess I thought I had an automatic rifle in my hand. Otherworld left sideways. These soldiers were also naive and speechless. No wonder they were sent to death.

There is a path between the forests that can only allow cars to enter, and the branching branches hit the window glass to make the atmosphere particularly dignified. There seemed to be something bad going ahead, and Itami put down his notebook and looked at the front intently. This kind of pressure was only encountered when the game was BOSS.

There is only one road, directly into the elven village, and it is also the only passage connecting the elven village with the outside world. The Hummer came to the Elf Village without any hindrance, and it was all broken.

"What happened?" The house was pushed up, and a lot of it was burnt down, and the important thing is that there is no one here anymore.

"I don't know, but the residents seem to have left." Itami got out of the car and walked a few steps, walked to the side of the house, and then stayed there.

The red scales are vividly visible, like a house, the huge amounts of body fell on the ground, harmoniously connected with the messy appearance of the village and town. Because it was too big, Itami thought that Yanlong's red back was the roof of the village when the car came in. When he walked to the front of Yanlong's corpse, he discovered that this was the roof, but a huge red dragon that died, just as mighty as the big boss in the RPG game. Even if he died, Itami still felt fear.

"Dragon?" The others also rushed over, spitting out the pronunciation with dry mouth.

"Does the people in the village leave because of this?"

"But isn't the dragon dead?"

"Forget it, no matter what, I have an unknown hunch, get out of here soon!" Itami's heart palpitations are getting heavier and heavier, only feeling that every time his heart beats, a sledgehammer falls.

"Roar—" What cooperated with Itami's order was a roar in the distance, and the male Yanlong who was revenge for his partner came.

"Hurry up!" The crowd was also not allowed to take pictures, and hurriedly got into the car, turned around, and left.

The flames of sorrow and anger turned into meteor showers and ignited the entire forest, burning all the houses of the elves, and at the same time cremating the dead partners. Anger, pain, pain, hot tears rolled from Xiong Yanlong's eyes, he must avenge his wife. The grief-stricken male Yanlong saw the car that had escaped outside the forest. He believed that it must be the murderer who killed his wife, and he was going to chase after his wife was cremated.

"Is it the Yanlong?!" After returning to the previous village, the villagers finally determined that the flying and the dead were Yanlong after hearing Yidan's hard description.

The villagers definitely don't believe that the Yanlong will die in the Elf Village, so they firmly believe that the Yanlong is asleep. The appearance of the two flame dragons let the villagers know that it was time to leave, and no one could resist the flame dragon, let alone two.

Pack the things at home, tie up the carriage, and move as quickly as possible. They don't want to be ashes under the anger of Yanlong.

Itami ordered the third investigation team to help the villagers move and show off the friendly image of the Self-Defense Force in Otherworld, laying the foundation for future colonization.

"Everyone line up in a line, don't panic, line up in the middle of the Hummer." Itami organizes sentences with words he can speak, so that the villagers can hear and understand his words.

But chaos was still unavoidable, and cries and shouts were intertwined. However, the villagers seem to be accustomed to this kind of relocation, but they have no nostalgia for the items at home, or they are accustomed to relocating, and all the things they need will be left behind. Obviously this is a habit formed because of the war, a sad habit. ..

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