ATPnovel Chapter 479: America's Bombing
Chapter 479: America's Bombing
Bai Lin had a bad feeling in his heart. It was not that he was afraid of some doomsday scene, but that Fujiwara Eko and Edogawa Hiroyuki seemed to have grasped some of his weaknesses and thus took such a huge move to deal with him.
As the countdown for the summoning atlas ended, the buildings around Bai Lin began to change visibly. Even the originally older residential buildings were mostly modern multi-story concrete structures. At this time, the buildings and streets were rapidly becoming shorter and older.
In the blink of an eye, the houses had become one or two-story wooden buildings, the asphalt on the streets disappeared, and turned into gravel roads. Wooden telephone poles on the roadside were crisscrossed with electric wires. Bai Lin knew that he had been pulled into the fragments of history and returned to 1945.
Before any living creatures were seen, a strong smell of burning first hit my face, followed by the deafening roar of air raid sirens coming from all directions.
Bai Lin quickly closed his mouth and nose and flew up. He had also seen the scene of Li Mei's barbecue in 1945 in history books, but this time he was in it.
The engines of the planes in the air and the air defense sirens on the ground were deafening. Looking up, dozens of old-fashioned bombers rushed out from the clouds. They had a wingspan of more than 29 meters and often appeared in World War II movies. They were the famous American B Superfortress bombers. But the appearance was a little different. The cabin was much larger and seemed to have the function of transporting personnel.
Countless bombs poured down from the belly of the plane, falling like raindrops onto the residential areas of Tokyo. For a moment, flames shot up into the sky and the urban area of Tokyo was engulfed in a sea of fire.
The heat generated by the incendiary bomb explosion instantly turned the city below into a purgatory. The flames devoured everything, and the buildings were instantly reduced to ashes. The streets became passages for the fire dragons to wreak havoc.
Countless Tokyo citizens rushed out of the buildings like ants, panicking and running around, crying and shouting. The air was filled with poisonous smoke, and the suffocating air was mixed with the smell of burning.
Bai Lin looked closely and saw that the crowd below was obviously much denser than the population density in 1945. Many people seemed to have just woken up and crawled out of the alleys, shaking their heads. They were wearing modern suits, sportswear or miniskirts. Some of them were blown to dust by a bomb before they even stood up. Even those who were not killed were soon burned to charcoal by the raging fire.
"This doesn't seem to be a petrol bomb..." Bai Lin frowned, feeling a little confused.
Soon someone solved his puzzlement. Tokyo at that time was not completely without air defense capabilities. At a glance, the sound of anti-aircraft guns was heard in many places in the city. Along with the sound of gunfire, hundreds of black shadows flew up from the ground riding on brooms or something like that. They were neon wizards!
Yes, although this is a historical fragment, it is still a magical world.
The bombers in the air opened the hatch doors one after another, and Western wizards in black crawled out of the hatch doors and met the neon wizard guarding Tokyo.
This was undoubtedly another massacre. In Neon during this period of time, most of the combat wizards should have been dispatched to the battlefields in East Asia and the Pacific, while the planes sent by America were all filled with killers recruited from all over the place, and none of them used no forbidden spells when they took action.
Spells were cast from the hands of wizards on both sides. Red, green, white, yellow... all kinds of lightning crisscrossed back and forth. The Neon side was obviously at a disadvantage. In just one round, one-third of the wizards fell off their brooms and were on the verge of losing their lives.
The American wizards suffered few casualties. They laughed wildly and swooped down to surround the remaining Neon wizards. Some even rushed directly into the street and cast fire spells at the crowded people.
Flames shot out from the tip of the wand, instantly forming a fire snake that swept through the crowd on the street. Hundreds of people were like a group of ants splashed with boiling water, and their living bodies were instantly transformed into charred skeletons.
The chaos on the streets can be imagined, but there were just too many people. The crowd fled like crazy, and many elderly people and children were knocked down and never got up again. The screams flooded the entire city like a tide.
Although the wizards from America had some differences about the number of humans on the ground in Tokyo, this did not make them show mercy. They scattered in all directions, spraying the fire spells in their hands at the crowd without hesitation, and wild laughter emanated from their big mouths full of black and yellow rotten teeth. Some wizards even started a competition to see who could burn more people to death.
An American wizard seemed to have discovered Bai Lin and rushed over with a roar. From a distance, a heart-piercing curse came towards Bai Lin's face.
The Avada Kedavra curse, which could kill the opponent directly, obviously could not satisfy their desires. They would rather use the Cruciatus Curse to make the opponent fall down in agony, be smashed to pieces on the street, and then be burned to ashes by the Fire Curse.
Bai Lin frowned and dodged the Cruciatus Curse by turning his body. The American wizard was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting that his opponent could dodge his curse so easily. The next second, Bai Lin appeared in front of him. He rode on his broom without slowing down, but his neck had already hit the sword in Bai Lin's hand. He flew more than ten meters and fell to the ground with his head and body separated.
"Yes, yes! Kill them, shoot down all America's planes! Save Tokyo!" Edogawa Hiroyuki's voice rang in Bai Lin's ears again.
Bai Lin turned his head and saw an American wizard rushing back into the crowd, the wand in his hand lighting up again.
Bai Lin subconsciously waved his hand, and a sword energy was released, directly cutting the man's arm. His fire spell came to an abrupt end, his entire arm flew out, and the man fell off the broom.
Bai Lin was slightly stunned, looked at his hand holding the sword, and felt very anxious.
"What am I doing? Helping the Japanese fight the Americans?" A million fucking horses were running through Bai Lin's mind.
Bai Lin claims to be an angry young man who absolutely loves the East, and he has a natural hatred and loathing for Japan. Of course, this hatred is not directed at ordinary people in modern Japan. Even in the fragments of Heian-kyo history, he also devoted himself to preventing the coming of the underworld and indirectly saving Japan, but this is different from the Japanese in 1945.
The casualties caused by Japan's invasion of the East are too numerous to list. During this era, almost all Japanese people were soldiers, and people from every family went to the East to burn, kill, and loot. Therefore, Bai Lin had no sympathy for the Japanese people of this era, and originally planned to watch the show from the sidelines.
But he found that he had underestimated the kindness and justice in his heart that he had cultivated for decades. When he saw with his own eyes the bombing of civilians by America and the massacre of civilians by American wizards, he couldn't help but feel pity, or disgust for these executioners.