Chapter 589
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In the roar of gunfire, the tanks opened the road and blew all the barbarians in front of them to pieces of flesh and blood. All the walls, barricades and sand pits along the way were filled, compacted and turned into broad roads under the rolling of steel tracks.
In the sky, more than a thousand fighters with missiles were flying around, drawing white smoke, waiting for any barbarian martial arts master to emerge.
In general, it doesn't work very well. In the case of a group of fighters circling, these martial masters would rather dig underground.
Under the saturation bombing of dozens of missiles, no matter how powerful the Shenen military division is, it is also the end of death.
The army of steel torrents drove through the wide central streets of the city and headed for the storm church. There were only a few barbarians along the way.
Wu Mo, who was in the middle of the tank regiment, frowned: "these barbarians have become more and more ghostly. They used to escape at least in front of the battlefield, but now they have no symbolic resistance."
"They don't even care about their gods. It's really not like an extreme religious regime."
This is not a good thing. Not fighting in front of the battlefield does not mean surrender. Guerrilla operations in the underground and deep cities can often bring huge casualties to the modern army.
The chief of staff also agreed: "yes, the storm God and his priests are too cunning."
The road was empty, and under the protection of more than 1000 planes, the steel torrent drove into the broad square of storm church.
In the past, the scene of no less than 10000 devout believers praying at any time has disappeared. There is only a lone high priest under the 500 meter high statue, which is roughly equivalent to the combat power of the martial arts class.
Other barbarians can withdraw, and the priest of the temple must live with the gods he serves.
"Despicable heresy!"
The priest, dressed in a blue blue robe, which was only worn on the most ceremonious descent day, did not seem to be frightened. He flew into the tank army and chanted:
"my soul will live forever in the kingdom of the Lord, and your soul will fall into the abyss and hell, and you will never escape."
With each step forward, his breath became more violent and hot, and his flesh and blood melted like a candle under high temperature.
Just two or three steps away, the whole person turned into a blue hurricane of destruction, covering hundreds of meters of space.
The tornado formed by countless green sharp blades swept over the steel tanks, and everywhere along the way, whether marble or steel plates, were easily torn into fine sand like powder.
Once it's close enough to swallow hundreds of tanks, it's easy to turn them into countless metal and flesh scraps.
Br >
, the whistling sound of the white whistling machine in the middle of the air is no longer hard to blow up.
Only the gale of hunting passed through the tank, bringing a cool breeze to the soldiers above and drying their sweat.
After launching more than ten fighters carrying two missiles of their own, they broke away from the sky and flew to the sky carrier thousands of miles away, where they would be repaired and replenished with ammunition.
"Target evil god statue, launch!"
After many wars, Wu Mo, who had been promoted all the way up, had no accident in front of him and ordered calmly.
Thousands of guns were fired at once, and the blue smoke filled the square made of white marble. The bombs like raindrops hit the tall and majestic statue of the God of storm, shaking the sacred halo around it.
Only once, the light of the last faith collapsed completely, and the shell made of metal and gunpowder fell on it, and its marble body was blasted into deep holes.
The majestic statue fell to the ground and broke into seven or eight pieces. The marble cheek was in close contact with the soil on the ground, and then turned into fine stones in the bombing.
After all this, the tank army did not move forward. Taking the church square as the base, the muzzle of the guns was outward, forming a circle by circle. They had no idea of taking the initiative to attack the complex urban area. They just waited quietly.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, even an hour, they were still waiting, and they were very patient.
There have been two batches of fighters for sky cruising and deterrence. Their combat scope is not only the small chongke City, but also the area within 300 kilometers.
Only when we find that there are any fluctuations in the energy level of a martial arts division on the ground or in the sky, more than ten or even dozens of missiles will arrive one after another.
A radius of 300 kilometers has become the death zone of the martial arts division. Barbarians who are not worthy of missile bombing, such as big fighters and warriors, can escape. They can't.
"Kill! Kill these heretics
Under the pressure of death crisis at all times, some martial arts masters could not help but roar to the sky from the tightly hidden corner, and charged the tanks on the ground. The bursting fighting spirit covered the sky.
Bombardment ~
under the sudden attack of the martial arts, more than ten fighters were broken into a pile of metal waste and exploded into a ball of fireball. Forced landing and parachute jumping are luxury ideas.There are also dozens of tanks on the ground, under the attack of the strong fighters of the martial arts division, which turns into steel and hemp with blood flowing through the cracks.
At the next moment, white smoke swarmed, hundreds of missiles and thousands of shells fired in volley, enveloping all the places where more than 50 martial arts masters were killed. The flash and heat wave of the explosion appeared one after another.
The martial arts masters were full of strong fighting spirit. After a pause, they were scattered. In a flash, more than 20 of them were blown to pieces, and more than a dozen were seriously injured.
On the edge of the explosion, more than a dozen martial arts masters survived, their faces turned pale. They burst out all their fighting spirit and flew back to the intricate city. Their flight paths were like flies.
The second batch of more than 100 missiles then came, but only one or two soldiers who couldn't dodge were killed. The remaining shells landed on the high-rise buildings in the city. There was no result except flattening one high-rise building.
Even if the martial arts master is hiding in a relatively low building, the missile can not cause fatal damage to the armed master with shield after it is detonated in advance.
Under the strong orders, the warriors and big fighters were also washed away by heavy artillery and turned into pieces of flesh and blood. After that, the city fell into a silent situation again.
Occasionally, when a warrior or a group of warriors wants to leave the city, they will be surrounded by fighters carrying missiles and blown to pieces.
In the end, no one with strong martial arts would dare to leave the city.
The two sides are confronting each other. The modern army can't attack, and the barbarians and warriors can't come out. It seems that they can hold a stalemate until the end of time.
But this is a situation that has only been possible before.
Ten minutes later, a huge cloud with red light came. More than 2000 Blood Angels with sharp blood and red wings could be seen clearly. They believed in spiritual light which was different from the God of storm.
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In the roar of gunfire, the tanks opened the road and blew all the barbarians in front of them to pieces of flesh and blood. All the walls, barricades and sand pits along the way were filled, compacted and turned into broad roads under the rolling of steel tracks.
In the sky, more than a thousand fighters with missiles were flying around, drawing white smoke, waiting for any barbarian martial arts master to emerge.
In general, it doesn't work very well. In the case of a group of fighters circling, these martial masters would rather dig underground.
Under the saturation bombing of dozens of missiles, no matter how powerful the Shenen military division is, it is also the end of death.
The army of steel torrents drove through the wide central streets of the city and headed for the storm church. There were only a few barbarians along the way.
Wu Mo, who was in the middle of the tank regiment, frowned: "these barbarians have become more and more ghostly. They used to escape at least in front of the battlefield, but now they have no symbolic resistance."
"They don't even care about their gods. It's really not like an extreme religious regime."
This is not a good thing. Not fighting in front of the battlefield does not mean surrender. Guerrilla operations in the underground and deep cities can often bring huge casualties to the modern army.
The chief of staff also agreed: "yes, the storm God and his priests are too cunning."
The road was empty, and under the protection of more than 1000 planes, the steel torrent drove into the broad square of storm church.
In the past, the scene of no less than 10000 devout believers praying at any time has disappeared. There is only a lone high priest under the 500 meter high statue, which is roughly equivalent to the combat power of the martial arts class.
Other barbarians can withdraw, and the priest of the temple must live with the gods he serves.
"Despicable heresy!"
The priest, dressed in a blue blue robe, which was only worn on the most ceremonious descent day, did not seem to be frightened. He flew into the tank army and chanted:
"my soul will live forever in the kingdom of the Lord, and your soul will fall into the abyss and hell, and you will never escape."
With each step forward, his breath became more violent and hot, and his flesh and blood melted like a candle under high temperature.
Just two or three steps away, the whole person turned into a blue hurricane of destruction, covering hundreds of meters of space.
The tornado formed by countless green sharp blades swept over the steel tanks, and everywhere along the way, whether marble or steel plates, were easily torn into fine sand like powder.
Once it's close enough to swallow hundreds of tanks, it's easy to turn them into countless metal and flesh scraps.
Br >
, the whistling sound of the white whistling machine in the middle of the air is no longer hard to blow up.
Only the gale of hunting passed through the tank, bringing a cool breeze to the soldiers above and drying their sweat.
After launching more than ten fighters carrying two missiles of their own, they broke away from the sky and flew to the sky carrier thousands of miles away, where they would be repaired and replenished with ammunition.
"Target evil god statue, launch!"
After many wars, Wu Mo, who had been promoted all the way up, had no accident in front of him and ordered calmly.
Thousands of guns were fired at once, and the blue smoke filled the square made of white marble. The bombs like raindrops hit the tall and majestic statue of the God of storm, shaking the sacred halo around it.
Only once, the light of the last faith collapsed completely, and the shell made of metal and gunpowder fell on it, and its marble body was blasted into deep holes.
The majestic statue fell to the ground and broke into seven or eight pieces. The marble cheek was in close contact with the soil on the ground, and then turned into fine stones in the bombing.
After all this, the tank army did not move forward. Taking the church square as the base, the muzzle of the guns was outward, forming a circle by circle. They had no idea of taking the initiative to attack the complex urban area. They just waited quietly.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, even an hour, they were still waiting, and they were very patient.
There have been two batches of fighters for sky cruising and deterrence. Their combat scope is not only the small chongke City, but also the area within 300 kilometers.
Only when we find that there are any fluctuations in the energy level of a martial arts division on the ground or in the sky, more than ten or even dozens of missiles will arrive one after another.
A radius of 300 kilometers has become the death zone of the martial arts division. Barbarians who are not worthy of missile bombing, such as big fighters and warriors, can escape. They can't.
"Kill! Kill these heretics
Under the pressure of death crisis at all times, some martial arts masters could not help but roar to the sky from the tightly hidden corner, and charged the tanks on the ground. The bursting fighting spirit covered the sky.
Bombardment ~
under the sudden attack of the martial arts, more than ten fighters were broken into a pile of metal waste and exploded into a ball of fireball. Forced landing and parachute jumping are luxury ideas.There are also dozens of tanks on the ground, under the attack of the strong fighters of the martial arts division, which turns into steel and hemp with blood flowing through the cracks.
At the next moment, white smoke swarmed, hundreds of missiles and thousands of shells fired in volley, enveloping all the places where more than 50 martial arts masters were killed. The flash and heat wave of the explosion appeared one after another.
The martial arts masters were full of strong fighting spirit. After a pause, they were scattered. In a flash, more than 20 of them were blown to pieces, and more than a dozen were seriously injured.
On the edge of the explosion, more than a dozen martial arts masters survived, their faces turned pale. They burst out all their fighting spirit and flew back to the intricate city. Their flight paths were like flies.
The second batch of more than 100 missiles then came, but only one or two soldiers who couldn't dodge were killed. The remaining shells landed on the high-rise buildings in the city. There was no result except flattening one high-rise building.
Even if the martial arts master is hiding in a relatively low building, the missile can not cause fatal damage to the armed master with shield after it is detonated in advance.
Under the strong orders, the warriors and big fighters were also washed away by heavy artillery and turned into pieces of flesh and blood. After that, the city fell into a silent situation again.
Occasionally, when a warrior or a group of warriors wants to leave the city, they will be surrounded by fighters carrying missiles and blown to pieces.
In the end, no one with strong martial arts would dare to leave the city.
The two sides are confronting each other. The modern army can't attack, and the barbarians and warriors can't come out. It seems that they can hold a stalemate until the end of time.
But this is a situation that has only been possible before.
Ten minutes later, a huge cloud with red light came. More than 2000 Blood Angels with sharp blood and red wings could be seen clearly. They believed in spiritual light which was different from the God of storm.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
In the roar of gunfire, the tanks opened the road and blew all the barbarians in front of them to pieces of flesh and blood. All the walls, barricades and sand pits along the way were filled, compacted and turned into broad roads under the rolling of steel tracks. In the sky, more than a thousand fighters with missiles were flying around, drawing white smoke, waiting for any barbarian martial arts master to emerge. In general, it doesn't work very well. In the case of a group of fighters circling, these martial masters would rather dig underground. Under the saturation bombing of dozens of missiles, no matter how powerful the Shenen military division is, it is also the end of death. The army of steel torrents drove through the wide central streets of the city and headed for the storm church. There were only a few barbarians along the way. Wu Mo, who was in the middle of the tank regiment, frowned: "these barbarians have become more and more ghostly. They used to escape at least in front of the battlefield, but now they have no symbolic resistance." "They don't even care about their gods. It's really not like an extreme religious regime." This is not a good thing. Not fighting in front of the battlefield does not mean surrender. Guerrilla operations in the underground and deep cities can often bring huge casualties to the modern army. The chief of staff also agreed: "yes, the storm God and his priests are too cunning." The road was empty, and under the protection of more than 1000 planes, the steel torrent drove into the broad square of storm church. In the past, the scene of no less than 10000 devout believers praying at any time has disappeared. There is only a lone high priest under the 500 meter high statue, which is roughly equivalent to the combat power of the martial arts class. Other barbarians can withdraw, and the priest of the temple must live with the gods he serves. "Despicable heresy!" The priest, dressed in a blue blue robe, which was only worn on the most ceremonious descent day, did not seem to be frightened. He flew into the tank army and chanted: "my soul will live forever in the kingdom of the Lord, and your soul will fall into the abyss and hell, and you will never escape." With each step forward, his breath became more violent and hot, and his flesh and blood melted like a candle under high temperature. Just two or three steps away, the whole person turned into a blue hurricane of destruction, covering hundreds of meters of space. The tornado formed by countless green sharp blades swept over the steel tanks, and everywhere along the way, whether marble or steel plates, were easily torn into fine sand like powder. Once it's close enough to swallow hundreds of tanks, it's easy to turn them into countless metal and flesh scraps. Br , the whistling sound of the white whistling machine in the middle of the air is no longer hard to blow up. Only the gale of hunting passed through the tank, bringing a cool breeze to the soldiers above and drying their sweat. After launching more than ten fighters carrying two missiles of their own, they broke away from the sky and flew to the sky carrier thousands of miles away, where they would be repaired and replenished with ammunition. "Target evil god statue, launch!" After many wars, Wu Mo, who had been promoted all the way up, had no accident in front of him and ordered calmly. Thousands of guns were fired at once, and the blue smoke filled the square made of white marble. The bombs like raindrops hit the tall and majestic statue of the God of storm, shaking the sacred halo around it. Only once, the light of the last faith collapsed completely, and the shell made of metal and gunpowder fell on it, and its marble body was blasted into deep holes. The majestic statue fell to the ground and broke into seven or eight pieces. The marble cheek was in close contact with the soil on the ground, and then turned into fine stones in the bombing. After all this, the tank army did not move forward. Taking the church square as the base, the muzzle of the guns was outward, forming a circle by circle. They had no idea of taking the initiative to attack the complex urban area. They just waited quietly. Ten minutes, twenty minutes, even an hour, they were still waiting, and they were very patient. There have been two batches of fighters for sky cruising and deterrence. Their combat scope is not only the small chongke City, but also the area within 300 kilometers. Only when we find that there are any fluctuations in the energy level of a martial arts division on the ground or in the sky, more than ten or even dozens of missiles will arrive one after another. A radius of 300 kilometers has become the death zone of the martial arts division. Barbarians who are not worthy of missile bombing, such as big fighters and warriors, can escape. They can't. "Kill! Kill these heretics Under the pressure of death crisis at all times, some martial arts masters could not help but roar to the sky from the tightly hidden corner, and charged the tanks on the ground. The bursting fighting spirit covered the sky. Bombardment ~ under the sudden attack of the martial arts, more than ten fighters were broken into a pile of metal waste and exploded into a ball of fireball. Forced landing and parachute jumping are luxury ideas.There are also dozens of tanks on the ground, under the attack of the strong fighters of the martial arts division, which turns into steel and hemp with blood flowing through the cracks. At the next moment, white smoke swarmed, hundreds of missiles and thousands of shells fired in volley, enveloping all the places where more than 50 martial arts masters were killed. The flash and heat wave of the explosion appeared one after another. The martial arts masters were full of strong fighting spirit. After a pause, they were scattered. In a flash, more than 20 of them were blown to pieces, and more than a dozen were seriously injured. On the edge of the explosion, more than a dozen martial arts masters survived, their faces turned pale. They burst out all their fighting spirit and flew back to the intricate city. Their flight paths were like flies. The second batch of more than 100 missiles then came, but only one or two soldiers who couldn't dodge were killed. The remaining shells landed on the high-rise buildings in the city. There was no result except flattening one high-rise building. Even if the martial arts master is hiding in a relatively low building, the missile can not cause fatal damage to the armed master with shield after it is detonated in advance. Under the strong orders, the warriors and big fighters were also washed away by heavy artillery and turned into pieces of flesh and blood. After that, the city fell into a silent situation again. Occasionally, when a warrior or a group of warriors wants to leave the city, they will be surrounded by fighters carrying missiles and blown to pieces. In the end, no one with strong martial arts would dare to leave the city. The two sides are confronting each other. The modern army can't attack, and the barbarians and warriors can't come out. It seems that they can hold a stalemate until the end of time. But this is a situation that has only been possible before. Ten minutes later, a huge cloud with red light came. More than 2000 Blood Angels with sharp blood and red wings could be seen clearly. They believed in spiritual light which was different from the God of storm. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
