Chapter 549: Tank gun

The closer you are to the center of the east city space channel, the more barbarians you will encounter, and even the barbarians of the martial artist level are no longer rare.
On the battlefield, there were thundering cannons, and gunfire did not stop for a moment, and gunpowder smoke filled the battlefield.
boom!
The tank accompanied by No. 1 squatted at home let out a roar, and a spot where seven or eight barbarians gathered two kilometers away immediately exploded violently. The armor and flesh of the warrior level were like paper paste, and they were blown into countless pieces.
The face of No. 1 squatting in the family is also terrible. The barbarian-level warrior and the Qi refining period cultivator are at the same level, although it may not be possible to beat a Qi refining period cultivator of the same level.
But during the gas refining period, the monks could not sustain more time under the attack of tank guns, and it was also the end of a piece of ground meat.
He used the Nascent Soul Stage knowledge to guarantee that the 125mm tank gun attack in front of him had reached the level of the Condensed Realm, and it was the kind that reached the peak of the Condensed Realm in the late stage.
That is, mobility, flexibility, and lateral defense are far from insufficient.
"Oh God!"
A priest hidden in the dark, surrounded by layers of warriors raised his scepter and shouted, the bluish-black light of faith surged from the sky and descended on the barbarian warrior who was hidden in the dirt pit with a skirmish line in front. .
"The lord of the storm is watching the lord's lamb, so that the lord's shepherd dog has the power of the wind."
"Go! Clean up the heretics of the unbelievers for the Lord!"
From an invisible corner, a barbarian warrior in black armor appeared instantly, surrounded by blue-black spiritual light, and his speed was at least 50% higher than before. With scattered and sparse lines of troops, he quickly approached the tank under the rain of bullets. Within one hundred meters of the army.
Mortars, tank guns, machine guns, and countless bullets leaned on them, and all the barbarians below the warrior died instantly, turning into pieces that couldn't see their original appearance.
Even the warriors and the barbarians of the great warriors have paid a heavy price. At least 30% of the strong men died in battle, and almost everyone was injured.
This was not directly hit by the shelling, but only caused by the broken shrapnel.
At this price, these nearly a thousand warriors and great warriors successfully broke into the tank army, setting off a storm, and it was invincible at close range.
However, this high priest-level priest of the Storm God had no chance to see all this.
At the moment when he appeared, at least 20 tanks and 30 mortars aimed at where he was.
"Blessed by the storm!"
He roared wildly, using all the divine power given to him by the God of Storm to place a thick blue-black shield around his body, which might even block a blow from the early cultivator of the Golden Core.
The barbarian warriors surrounded by layers of guards rushed to him madly, using armor to protect him with his own flesh and blood.
All useless.
Amidst the rumbling sound, piles of shells fell, ploughing the hilltop a whole time, shrapnel scattered all around, and a thick layer piled up on the ground.
The priests and great warriors on the spot were scattered into pieces of flesh and blood, mixed with the soil, and there was not much original trace.
The death of the high priest did not change the fact that the barbarian warrior had already entered the tank army. The warrior-level barbarians could only slaughter the infantry accompanying the tank, and quickly reduced the number of surrounding soldiers, causing a storm.
The great warrior equivalent to the condensed realm cultivator has the ability to gather all his strength to penetrate the weak armor of the tank, vindictive eruption, killing the soldiers who are only ordinary people inside, and the tank rams to the side out of control.
"Sixth! The second ruler predicts, let it go!"
Squatting at home, watching the barbarian warrior screaming at him quickly, and giving orders to the mortar group around him, this was a prediction made by him, who possessed spiritual knowledge.
Bang bang bang!
At the same time, he fired with the crane gun one after another without stopping at all, and he could not see the impact of the huge recoil on him.
The barbarian warrior who killed him in front of him was horrified to find that the heavy machine gun in the hands of the human warrior who was only a mere warrior seemed to have eyes. A group of three bullets beat them to the left and right S-shaped evasive bodies. Blood flower.
In the shocking gazes of Li Mo and the others, within the 500-meter fan-shaped area centered on this fat mansion, barbarians and warriors entered, only the bright red flowers blooming in the sky.
Under his cover, more than a dozen surrounding tanks gave up their own protection and used three tanks as a group to attack a great warrior at the same time.
With a single blow, even if it does not directly hit the body, as long as it explodes within a radius of ten meters, it can seriously injure a great warrior equivalent to the realm of condensing.
The short unfavorable change on the battlefield immediately attracted the attention of the barbarian warriors who had entered the tank army and were destroying unscrupulously.
"kill him!"
Immediately there was a great warrior snorted coldly, and three great warriors squatted towards the house to kill them as they whizzed. Their figures were like ghosts, stepping out more than 20 meters in one step, jumping from side to side, avoiding attacks aimed at them.
Although some commanders have noticed the importance of the battle situation here, no fewer than twenty tanks have fired artillery shells in succession regardless of the huge possibility of accidental injuries from their companions, but they are always unable to shoot shells within ten meters of them.
As for the inferior heavy machine guns and submachine guns that were connected into barrage, there were many attacks on them. Although it cannot be said to be useless, it did consume some of the opponent's vindictiveness, but it did not have much effect at all.
"Hastily!"
The home crouched on the number one by the three great warriors immediately jumped, and the heavy machine gun shot bullets continuously, with a hit rate of more than 50%, but after a dozen bullets hit, it only changed the shield of a great warrior. It has to be much more transparent.
It will take at least double the time to break.
But there is no time now!
These three people are about to be killed. With his weak strength in the early stage of Qi refining, he is not qualified to leapfrog and challenge the condensed realm level creatures.
"Forget it, Lao Tzu is a warrior with special mental power, newly awakened, and very talented."
The house squatted on No. 1 whispered to himself, and at the same time spoke to the nine surrounding tanks with spiritual knowledge: "Attack the brown soil at 328 meters, and the stone at 300 meters and 21 meters. ..."
The information that the divine consciousness can convey far exceeds simple language. His words not only clearly contain the position of his guidance, but also how to operate the tank gun and how to aim by feeling.
Among them, the spiritual consciousness in the refining period only occupies a small part, and it is more of the predictive ability of the former Yuan Ying monk that is at work.
The nine gunners in charge of aiming were startled, and instinctively followed the instructions.
The sound of the artillery became a continuous burst, and the target no longer followed the three great warriors, but aimed at the open space that the three had never been, like the gunner fainted.
boom!
By coincidence, the three great warriors who were grinning suddenly approached the house and squatted within fifty meters. When they were about to screw off his neck, nine shells also arrived at the same time, blasting them to pieces in groups of three.