God is Coming

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Meng Jianghu didn't give an explanation until the end, why did he talk to Chu Jungui about this. He just patted Chu Jungui on the shoulder and said, "The opponent's air raid is coming soon, go back and prepare well. When you have time, you can think about why the show uses the three-party battle mode."

When Chu Jungui returned to his position, he had already begun to calculate the last question Meng Jianghu asked.

The three-party problem is actually very simple, and it is nothing more than a few permutations and combinations, and there is not much added together. But what about expanding it a bit? Why does A fight with B, why does C fight with A, what is the ambiguity between BC, whether love turns into hatred, and so on. One more factor means one more variable.

A certain master once said that if you give him four variables, you can hold an elephant; if you give him five variables, you can make an elephant wave its trunk. What about more variables? Can elephants be mathematicians too?

Anyway, Chu Jungui discovered that when the number of variables exceeds nine, his head starts to heat up, and there is a sign of restarting. He forced himself to ignore the calculation process and simply calculate how many variables there might be. Then it turned out that this is a desperate calculation process.

For example, what is the relationship between Meng Jianghu and Li Zeyu; what is the relationship between him and Xu Moyan; what is the relationship with Lu Shanhu; and further, what is the relationship between him and Lu Shanhu...

Chu Jungui felt that there seemed to be some problems with his logic components, and it was necessary to self-check and restart. Left unchecked, it risks becoming too polluted with unpredictable consequences.

In most materials, the evaluation of "too dirty" does not seem to be positive.

Putting aside the messy thoughts, Chu Jungui also realized that after joining a third party of comparable size, the variables of the war will be too many to be calculated exhaustively, and the course of the war cannot be predicted. He can only adapt to the situation and try to maintain his strength. In this kind of chaos, a commander's ability is indeed tested, but his luck is even more tested.

The position Meng Jianghu built was quite deep, and it didn't look like it was prepared for 500 people at all. Even two or three thousand people would be enough to accommodate them. Not only did he disperse the troops, but he also seized the time to dig many deep holes. This kind of deep and curved hole can effectively block electromagnetic signals, and with the armor of individual soldiers, even if there is a large-scale bombing, the soldiers hiding inside are likely to survive.

As soon as the position was built, there was a faint roar in the sky. A fighter plane emerged from the clouds, circled over the position, and aggressively fired at the position with machine guns.

This fighter plane is just here for reconnaissance, and it will do whatever it takes to take advantage of its own air superiority. Li Zeyu's air force is limited, and most of the military power is invested in the traditional land force. With limited fighters to protect the air above the main force, Xinzheng's small force can only hope for luck.

Standing in the bunker, Chu Jungui watched the fighter plane swagger away, feeling as if piles of gold coins flew away.

The armor of the warplanes of the prosperous Tang Dynasty was quite strong. Although Chu Jungui felt that it would not be a problem for him to use machine guns to shoot down low-altitude fighters, generally speaking, heavy machine guns could not penetrate the armor of fighter planes.

But it doesn't matter, the heavy machine gun can't penetrate, he still has a cannon in his hand!

He didn't believe it, this fighter plane wasn't designed to target the ground, and the 70mm caliber rapid-fire gun couldn't shoot it down.

But when Meng Jianghu came, he was naturally in command. Without an order, Chu Jungui couldn't fire, and could only let the other party bully him.

After a while, more than a dozen fighter planes appeared, hovering over the position, and strafing. At this time, Meng Jianghu finally ordered all the staff to open fire except Chu Jungui.

All the special anti-aircraft weapons did not move in the counterattack this time, and everyone could only fight back with light weapons. For ordinary fighters, shooting a plane with a machine gun is a joke, and instead of having any effect on the fighters in the air, a violent counterattack would cause several of them to be strafed and killed.

The fighter plane was still circling in the sky, and the pilots on the plane laughed loudly in the communication channel, and even switched to the public channel to taunt. Two huge fighter planes appeared in the sky again, both heavy bombers.

In the public channel, an arrogant voice sounded: "Is it a tactical infantry position? Or is it a temporary construction? Then why are we here? Our general-purpose combined bomb costs 500,000 yuan, and it is not prepared for these ditches. .”

"Are there any cheaper ones?"

"The cheapest is twenty-five thousand."

"Then throw 100,000 first."

Before the laughter in the channel reached its climax, it was interrupted by a strange roar!

A shell glowing blue pierced the sky with unbelievable speed and hit the wing of one of the bombers. The bomber vibrated violently, and immediately lost control of its posture.

Before the other bomber crew could figure out what was going on, they saw another electromagnetic artillery shell flying towards them. This shot hit harder, hitting one side of the engine directly. Losing a lift engine, the bomber immediately couldn't maintain its huge weight, and slowly fell to the ground amidst exclamations.

"Damn it! They have electromagnetic anti-aircraft guns!"

"Raise! Go up!"

"I've been shot again! Damn it!"

The Andromeda air force forgot that they were still on the public channel, and the exclamation and screams mixed together and spread throughout the battlefield.

The electromagnetic artillery shells on the ground were launched into the air one after another, almost none of them missed, and they continued to bombard the bombers in the air. The bomber, which was barely able to fly, lasted for less than a minute. After eating seven or eight shells, it finally followed in the footsteps of its teammates and fell to the ground.

The anti-aircraft artillery began to focus on the fighter plane again.

The fighter plane that was still arrogant suddenly screamed and fled in all directions. These fighter planes specially designed for air combat basically have no ground attack capability, and the guy driving the electromagnetic gun below is extremely accurate, so what if they don't escape?

However, although they escaped quickly, they were still beaten down.

In a blink of an eye, the sky became clear, and the two fallen bombers slowed down and fell to the ground, becoming a record.

Meng Jianghu jumped down from the cockpit of the anti-aircraft gun, patted the anti-aircraft gun vigorously, and sighed contentedly.

The whole camp burst into cheers. The only one who was lost seemed to be Chu Jungui. From the beginning to the end, he did not get permission to fire.

In the Andromeda Headquarters, Xu Moyan was too angry to speak. After a long time, she squeezed out two words between her teeth: "Trash!"

This sentence was also said on the public channel.

There was a sudden silence in the public channel, and the fighter pilots stopped talking.

Xu Moyan looked at the situation map of the battlefield, then looked at the casualties of the troops in his hand, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "The whole army assaults! This battle can be lost, but Meng Jianghu must die!"

This sentence is still said in the public channel.

The smile on Meng Jianghu's face froze immediately.