A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

On the march.

Tanks and tracked trucks continued to gather around, and each student entered the marching and fighting position according to the organization.

Heavy machine gunners play an important role in tanks.

Xuanwu Tiangong monks are good at concealment and hiding spells. They can always avoid radar waves and rush into the five-kilometer range. This is the moment when the heavy machine gunners come into play.

"Why didn't I see Tao soldiers when we landed?"

Jiang Ding's speed was much faster than that of the large army, and he was now more than ten kilometers away from them, so he asked casually.

The formation spirit that initially gave birth to artificial intelligence can provide reliable communication, at least within hundreds of kilometers without any problems.

"According to the commonly used combat plan, they will be the first to arrive, consuming the enemy's effective strength and disrupting the enemy's deployment. They will not be with us."

Zhou Xiuling answered without thinking.

"oh."

Jiang Ding hid his figure, tapping his toes on the rocks that appeared from time to time in the desert, running at the highest speed of the young eagle's innate peak, approaching the direction of the 10th Division.

Occasionally, when encountering monsters with strong concealment capabilities, they no longer deal with them themselves. Instead, they report their coordinates and let the rear troops wait at least ten minutes before killing them.

Buzz!

After advancing more than 70 kilometers, the Taiqing Flying Sword on his sleeve trembled as a warning.

Jiang Ding stopped and looked at the sand under a huge rock in the distance with his peripheral vision, more than ten meters deep underground.

"Good place."

"Not only can it block the bombardment from the sky, but it can also run away at any time."

Even the Xianmen armor-piercing cannon cannot break through such thick rocks in a short time.

"It should be foundation building, and it should be mid-term or above."

Jiang Ding guessed.

Otherwise, the reaction of Taiqing Feijian would not be so strong, and the Qi Practitioner would only tremble a little to lose face.

For a monk in this realm, even if he is just practicing ordinary foundation building at the 'Judgment' level, he is no match for him. The level of crushing is too much.

"Discover high-value targets."

"For monks in the middle stage of foundation building and above, the coordinates... are buried at least ten meters deep underground, and a hidden defensive formation may have been deployed. Please apply for artillery attack."

"Received! Please wait until our unit enters the thirty-kilometer intervention area!"

Zhou Lingling's excited voice immediately came back.

Jiang Ding calmed down, cleared his mind, adjusted his breathing bit by bit, lowered his blood flow rate, combined with the high-grade special magic weapon to detect camouflage, and minimized his life characteristics.

Only the sense of sword intent became more and more acute.

"Get in position!"

"put!"

call out! call out! call out!

White streaks appeared in the sky, and their flight trajectories were parallel, as if they were passing by.

Among them, the thirty-six armor-piercing bullets are particularly agile, and the additional 'earth-splitting' magic aura is stronger than other shells. The whole is also related, with traces of formation patterns.

Affecting thirty-six tanks at the same time is exactly the ability of a first-level war commander to control a second-level infantry spirit radar!

Although it is only a first-level spell, coupled with the powerful penetrating power and spell-breaking ability of the spell-breaking steel cannon, multiple hits can easily eliminate the foundation-building monks!

"It's impossible to find me."

Deep under the sand, a short old man's heart beat a beat faster and he confirmed that he was not in a hurry.

After practicing the second-level concealment spell "Tuzang Technique" and deploying the second-level concealment formation, the Dongji Demon Sect's war weapon cannot be discovered no matter how mysterious it is!

Unless you are unlucky enough to meet someone who is beyond common sense like Xuanwu Tiangong Daozi and Alternate Daozi.

But this is impossible, the movement center of the East Pole Demon Sect army is not here.

This place is just the edge of the army.

The group of more than a hundred armor-piercing bullets that seemed to be passing by lowered their warheads slightly, and their speed suddenly accelerated.

"not good!"

The short old man's expression changed, he jumped up and flew away from the ground.

The foundation-level earth escape technique can only dive into the ground thirty steps at most. If it goes deeper, it will be crushed to death by the deep gravity, and the movement speed is slow. It is a living target in front of armor-piercing artillery shells with the earth-breaking technique!

boom! rumble!

More than a hundred armor-piercing bullets roared in, forming a net and engulfing the short old man.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, countless pieces of flesh and blood corpses appeared around, and broken Taoist robes were scattered everywhere.

"The target is alive, please apply to continue the attack!"

Jiang Ding's eyes were slightly cold.

Many of those corpse pieces were still steaming, their blood was still flowing, and their aura was similar to that of building a foundation. They must have been alive when they were just taken out.

Whoosh!

There were more than three hundred armor-piercing artillery shells in the sky, no longer covering anything.

"Dongji Demon Sect's spell, when..."

The short old man showed his figure again, and fled away in a panic. He used blood essence without hesitation, doubling his speed, trying to leave this strange place.

A network of armor-piercing artillery shells came again, most of them were dodged, and the remaining seven armor-piercing artillery shells, which were cast by first-order war conductor Zhou Lingling, successfully hit the target.

With a heart-wrenching crunching sound, multiple high-speed armor-piercing shells smashed open a khaki shield of the short old man, smashed through his shield that even the heavy machine gun bullets could not penetrate, and passed by his shoulder. The blood mist exploded.

"ah!"

The short old man with half of his body left screamed, but he still refused to give up. The earthy yellow magic light surged, drilled towards the ground, and merged into it.

"I am willing to submit to the Immortal Sect!"

"Friend, stop! Come out and talk!"

The air was shaken, and a hoarse roar spread in all directions.

What responded to him was another round of more than 300 armor-piercing artillery shells with the earth-breaking technique, which blasted into the ground. The magic light flashed, and the earth and rocks along the way were cut open like butter, revealing the figure of the short old man.

"No!"

boom!

An earth-shattering explosion occurred in the deep pit where the foundation-building monk was. Countless fragments of magic-breaking steel mixed with sand, flesh and blood, magic weapon fragments, etc. were sputtered in all directions.

Be quiet for now.

"Target dead."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and felt with his sword intent, and reported.

Without wasting time to deal with the battlefield and collect the loot, he sped up and rushed towards the 10th Division, no longer maintaining a state of full energy at all times.

Second level concealment array.

Second level concealment spell.

The second-level disguised corpse.

All these things made him marvel at the concealment ability of the foundation-building monks of Xuanwu Tiangong, and made him feel uneasy.

If he were not here, although the first-level war commander could control the second-level infantry radar armored command vehicle, the probability of discovering such layers of cover was not high.

After rushing for dozens of kilometers, half an hour later, he was about to enter the combat zone.

"...The 10th Division..."

Zhou Lingling's low voice came from the communication channel.

"All killed."

"Six first-order war commanders, six tank regiments, nine infantry regiments, more than 10,000 people, all died for the country."

Jiang Ding did not answer her words and looked ahead silently.

Gunsmoke filled the air, bomb craters were everywhere, and zombie limbs piled up on the ground, mixed with the smell of burning, created a fishy stench.

In the center of these ghost corpses, tanks were either cut in half, rolled over, or had their barrels split in the middle, with smooth and neat fractures.

Around the tank, everyone was wearing school uniforms and camouflage. Young corpses were piled up everywhere, mutilated, mixed with broken firearms, and the ground was dyed red with thick blood.

This kind of scene spreads for several kilometers around and is endless as far as the eye can see.