Chapter 1676 - 1677: Fishing
As the Evil Dragon Soldier King launched a fierce attack on Shitan Village, a grand meeting was being held on the island in the heart of Crescent Lake.
On the south side of the island stands a tall and majestic six-story building.
Surrounding the building, there are numerous annexes, with a wide square in the center paved with bluestone slabs.
At this very moment, inside the third-floor meeting hall.
Key members of the Eight Gates Ninja and the family heads of the Eight Great War Gods Alliance have all gathered for a meeting.
This grand meeting can be described as the most elite left-wing alliance meeting in the Three Kingdoms in the past decade.
At the same time, it is also a gathering of top martial arts masters from the Sang Country.
In these ten years, the Eight Gates Ninja, the Eight Great Families, and the War God Alliance Family have kept out of each other's way.
Despite their aligned interests, they have tacitly drawn boundaries, with bridges belonging to one and roads to the other, without private interaction.
However, this time, the two major organizations joined forces to oppose a common enemy.
This enemy, there are rumors, is from Huaxia, renowned as the Evil Dragon Soldier King.
Yet, there is no concrete evidence to substantiate this claim.
Up to now, the only registered information obtained by the authorities indicates that this person's public identity is an important member of the Luoshan Ji Longwei Martial Arts Hall, named Dragon Ancestor.
Another piece of information comes from the Karate Alliance.
The Karate Alliance claims that before the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament took place,
Yang Fei, a disciple from the Lidao Qianji Flow Dojo, acted under the Qianji Style identity to strike at grandmasters from various factions.
He severely injured and wounded numerous grandmasters of Martial Arts and then fled traceless.
This vile behavior directly led to the utter defeat of Sang Country Karate at the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament, with ten years of efforts going down the drain.
These different pieces of material and intelligence combine, and this person's identity is practically obvious.
Up to now, Miyamoto Taro, the Clan Leader of the Eight Gates Ninja, has almost concluded.
Whether as Dragon Ancestor or Yang Fei, they are actually one and the same person.
Though lacking any evidence, the Eight Gates Ninja and the War God Alliance firmly believe.
This guy must be from the Huaxia Evil Dragon Special Combat Brigade.
Only the legendary Evil Dragon King's Troops could foster such a cunning, brave, and unscrupulous individual.
This guy infiltrated Li Island, turned things upside down, and used all sorts of methods endlessly.
He is like a stinky and hard agitator, chaotically disturbing a well-organized Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament.
Up to now, the number of Sang Country masters fallen under his hands is numerous.
Most importantly, the traitor Jingtian Chuyi, due to this agitator, publicly declared willingness to join Huaxia Drinking Snow Tower.
Another Great Master, Jing Kongzhao, adds to the heartache even more.
After being confined, she mysteriously disappeared, her life and death unknown till now.
At this point, both the Eight Gates Ninja and the War God Alliance resent the agitator immensely.
The content of today's meeting is precisely to discuss cutting off this agitator and casting it into the Pacific Ocean, never to rise again.
As for eradicating the Red Shirt Army, it's merely a task beyond the plan.
This idea comes from Miyamoto Taro's fishing theory from the Eight Gates Ninja.
Miyamoto Taro chaired the meeting, proudly opening the large screen now facing him.
With an electronic pen, he pointed at the wide plasma LCD screen, introducing his plan.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please note that currently displayed before you is the first line of firepower defense set by my Eight Gates."
"The specific location is less than forty kilometers away from here, in Shitan Village."
As he spoke, the large screen indeed displayed a three-dimensional electronic military map of Shitan Village.
The military map is constructed at a scale of five hundred percent, allowing it to be enlarged or reduced.
Thus, everyone can easily overlook the outline of Shitan Village from aerial surveillance.
They can also enlarge the map to focus on a particular combat area.
Furthermore, they can even see clearly a shed or a tree in the target position.
The entire appearance of Shitan Village is vividly before everyone's eyes.
The entire village is quiet, as if there isn't any commotion.
Miyamoto Taro's electronic pen—a red laser point—flickered on an access choke point into the village.
"Has everyone noticed? There are two pillboxes here, one left and one right, equipped with two machine gunners each, a shell loader, and an observer."
"On the shanty roof, eleven o'clock direction of the pillbox, our excellent sniper has already occupied the high ground."
Saying this, Miyamoto Taro had a restrained smile on his face.
"I am very grateful for everyone's support of my fishing plan. At this moment, those poor fellows in Li Wang Town have already become bait."
"And these noble heroes, full of passion, ready to save people from fire and water, have already begun biting the bait like big fish."
He sneered with ridicule: "To be a hero, there must be a price to pay, of course."
"I believe the first line of defense in Shitan Village is enough to make these heroes sober up."
"Just based on them, they couldn't possibly act recklessly on our Sang Country territory."
The electronic pen in his hand pointed, and the red dot moved to the center of the map, continuing to explain his plan.
"Well then, even if they luckily broke through the first wave of sniping, we still have the second wave."
"Everyone, please note that at the empty corridor, we've buried more than a hundred mines. This forms a minefield."
"Additionally, around the minefield, we have snipers and a squad of riflemen ambushed."
"When the mines explode, snipers and riflemen open fire, even a Daluo Golden Immortal couldn't possibly run away."
He shook his head, sighed, appearing very helpless.
"Originally, these two ambushes were enough to solve this batch of confused and naive heroes."
"But my advisor is a perfectionist; he always believed a three-hit ambush plan best fits military textbook standards."
"Ah, this obstinate guy has set up the last checkpoint for our fish."
As Miyamoto Taro spoke, the electronic pen in his hand moved to the area behind the village.
"Here, ninjas specially selected by our Eight Gates will personally deal with the fish that slipped through the net."
"Hopefully, they won't make it to the third round, otherwise I'll have to shave the beard I grew for over a year, this is a wager between me and the advisor."
Upon saying this, many people laughed, the atmosphere turning lively and cheerful.
"The president's fishing plan is truly perfect."
"This plan, whether in logic, pace, or understanding of the so-called heroes' minds, has reached an incredibly divine level."
"Brilliant, the president is the true military strategist."
"Hmph, letting this bunch of invaders die just like this, they are considered lucky."
"Let's wait and see, it's exciting even just thinking about it."
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The fourth installment is still being furiously written