Chapter 503: God of War roar

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The W90 self-propelled howitzer is a heavy weapon that is out of date. If it is born ten years ago, it will definitely become the main equipment of the Huaxia Artillery. If it is born twenty years ago, it will be a powerful weapon for the enemy. Fifty years after its birth, it is no exaggeration to say that it is the of war.
It is a pity that such powerful heavy equipment was developed and fell behind because the world war mode was changed. The attack has since been launched from the air, precision-guided weapons have begun to prevail, and electronic technology has developed rapidly. The of war is lonely.
Zhou Qingfeng did not leave the W90 self-propelled howitzer disguised as cargo until the cargo ship entered Japanese waters. When a heavy gun barrel and a body weighing more than ten tons appeared in the wasteland wasteland, a rough and savage killing breath sprang up, and the of war seemed to come alive.
After six years of development in the real world, the W90 has condensed the hard work and sweat of countless military personnel and is the only large-caliber heavy howitzer in China. Unfortunately, after a series of tests, it could only be sent to the military museum to withstand the wind and sun, and it was not useful at all.
But now, the W90, which had been placed in high hopes, finally found its own world. The waste air force is basically finished, and even if it re-developed in the future, it will only be able to significantly reverse the technical level of decades after the lack of a large number of supporting facilities.
It's like giving you an I7 CPU, but all the accessories are completely destroyed. You can only use the 286 motherboard from the garbage dump. You should be glad that you have not completely returned to the 8086 era. Anyway, the 286 has also entered the PC era, 8086, that is the era of industrial computer.
The drastic retreat of air power, the heavy artillery naturally survived. Zhou Qingfeng cheerfully moved the body of the W90 towards the direction of Merida, lowered the huge gun to stabilize the car body, and then filled the divided grenade warhead and the No. 1 cartridge into the barrel.
Then ..., there is trouble!
There are two basic problems to be solved. First, you must know where you are, and second, you must know where the target is. To put it plainly, you need to know the precise position and distance of the target relative to you. If you do not know this parameter, firing is also a blind shot.
But now, Zhou Qingfeng can only estimate that he is about five kilometers away from the city of Merida, but where is he blindfolded. This problem was originally solved by 'dog meat' because 'dog meat' has a laser gyro on it.
The laser gyro can provide fairly accurate positioning information when GPS satellites are lost. After moving over 1,000 kilometers, the error can be in the order of 100 meters. This is why Zhou Qingfeng called back 'dog meat'-without 'dog meat', he didn't even know where he was?
But "dog meat" hasn't come yet, it hasn't even entered within 10 kilometers of Zhou Qingfeng. This is the maximum distance that the armband computer can communicate with it.
What should we do ..., silly wait?
Zhou Qingfeng looked at the time, and now 35 minutes have passed since he escaped from the bedroom of the Governor's House. Although it was still an hour before Gesar had agreed with him, he would not think that the with no lower limit would really have an hour of patience, and he was afraid that it would be the limit for half an hour.
Think of her eighteen little maids like flowers. Although the relationship between the two parties is also general, Zhou Qingfeng feels that he has a responsibility to save the beautiful young girl in this world. After all, women now belong to the weak and are scarce resources that must be protected.
You think I'm right! This is politically correct, okay? Therefore, Zhou Qingfeng decided to open a shot tentatively.
Estimate, estimate, probably, maybe, maybe, maybe, Zhou Qingfeng finally raised the gun tube high, imagine that he probably aimed at the square in the center of Merida. Where is it about two kilometers from the Governor's Mansion?
Zhou Qingfeng thought about it for a while, and then he pressed the shell button with his teeth. Just listening to the sound of thunder, the thunderous thunder that had been quiet in the wild exploded, the mountain shook, the muzzle of the muzzle rushed more than ten meters high, and the whole world seemed to be shaking. He wore earphones and opened his mouth, but he was still frightened by the great shock!
The W90's 203 mm gun tube is really much stronger than the 130 mm M46. The two are not comparable at all. Twenty-three liters of oversized pharmacy is really too abnormal, human nature!
But waiting for the gun smoke to dissipate a little, Zhou Qingfeng looked puzzledly into the sky. Short-range shooting can only shoot high trajectories, and the projectile will fly in the air for a period of time, but the question is where will this shell fall? He can only pray secretly, but please do n’t fly around, just hit a little flowers and plants!
At the moment, at the Governor's Mansion, Gesar knocked heavily on the door of Zhou Qingfeng's bedroom, and he could vaguely hear the girls' screams behind the door. He quickly laughed and laughed at his subordinates and asked: "Have you heard? It seems that the little poor are screaming, I guess they are scared to death."
A bunch of mercenaries are coaxing. They are licking blood with their blades and making countless dead scum. They now enjoy the terror they spread. Weeping and begging of the weak, the tragic cry is part of their lives.
"And the Governor, he may be hiding in the bed and shivering, asking God to save him." A mercenary also deliberately imitated a shivering gesture, and even caused a laugh.
"I like your joke. Let's verify it." Gesar kept on pushing, and as soon as he pushed the door, he couldn't open it. Then he drew two bullets at the door lock.
The bronze lock was blown away, revealing a hole, and now you can clearly hear the panic scream in the bedroom. Gesar smiled again: "I guess they are looking for hiding everywhere, and I love this game. I will do them where I will find them."
The mercenaries who stayed outside the door surrounded them, laughing one by one, rubbing their hands and thinking about how to have a good time in the future. And Gesar pushed the door again, and it couldn't move when it was half open. "These little smashers don't always grow. A closet can't stop us."
When Gesar beckoned, a mercenary with a rifle shotgun came up with a sneer, firing three shots at the door. After the murmur of deep gunshots, the door of Atsugi's room was smashed open a large hole, and Gesar shoved with his feet, smashing the entire door.
There were already screams and crying in the room. Eighteen little maids huddled together, leading a slightly older girl holding a revolver.
But the revolver did not point to Gesar. The tearful girl pointed her gun at her head and shook her head stubbornly. "I won't let you touch me, I'd rather die than leave Tortured by you ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Follow Gesar, and then one after another walked in a bunch of gun-loaded mercenaries, and saw the girls' weak resistance, someone whistled and laughed: " It doesn't matter if it's dead, we can play with the body. "
Hahaha ... laughter came from hell, and Gesar's group was just as scary as the demons. They staggered forward, feeling a big meal right in front of them.
As the leader, while Gesar was on the sperm, he asked sarcastically, "Where is our Governor, isn't he? Wouldn't he come to say hello to our guests?"
As soon as this remark came to an end, Your Governor's "hello" really came!
A loud explosion rang out of the window, the whole earth was shaking, the window burst instantly, the curtains were torn into rags, and the floor bounced unsteadily. All the mercenaries immediately lay down, hung their heads, and panicked.
The heavens and the earth are discolored, and the sun and the moon are dark. This is the end of the doomsday, a disaster in the midst of disaster. No one can still stand, and within the explosion range, all creatures must maintain a minimum of respect for this powerful human-made shell.
The men bowed their heads, and the women and children were horrified. This power is too strong, too strong, this is an extremely violent explosion, this is the pride of the thick pipe, this is the roar of the of war!
This shell from the sky blasted Zhou Qingfeng's own home! (To be continued.)
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