Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Under the guidance of the exploration team, the airborne heavy power armor corps cooperated with the armored airship to occupy a series of commanding heights and strategic locations in the fog-hidden domain, and eliminated most of the monsters, undead creatures and predatory spiritual plants After that, a larger mechanized force also appeared in front of Meng Chao through the attack channel created by the indiscriminate bombing.

First, there was the deafening roar of galloping horses.

Then there was the incomplete combustion of the spar, and the colorful smoke released, like the snorting of a furious steel giant.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, towering trees tens of meters high and thick and thin hugged by three or five people fell down in waves like ripe ears of wheat.

The fallen towering tree, together with the snakes, insects, rats and ants still dormant in the crown and trunk, were crushed to pieces by the heavy crawlers without any suspense.

Armored bulldozers, road rollers, and fully automatic harvesters converge into a torrent of steel, representing the will of the earth, and conquering mysterious foreign lands.

Bulldozers pushed aside the charred trees, the carcasses of monsters, and the rubble that exploded from the ground.

The road roller compacted the soft humus and mud into a compact passage for the army to enter and exit.

The harvester cut down the dead vines and branches on both sides of the road, making the small monsters dormant in the canopy invisible, further expanding the width of the passage, and even merging several attack passages together.

All war machines are covered with three layers of composite armor, and a layer of reactive armor is attached, and three to four fully automatic heavy machine guns are installed.

Even if there are monsters hiding in the mud trying to resist, the greatest result of their futile struggle is nothing more than destroying a few pieces of reactive armor, and then under the heavy machine gun fire and the crushing of the tracks, they become thin as cicada wings. Brutalist graffiti.

When the construction machinery completed the pavement of the offensive channel, the wheeled armored vehicle and rune machinery finally appeared.

They brought hundreds of times more soldiers and firepower, like a blazing silver flame, quickly devouring the ancient and mysterious land deep in the fog-hidden domain.

There are also several offensive channels, which are specially prepared for train guns.

The automatic track-laying machine, which looks like an ancient steam locomotive, advances unhurriedly along the flattened road, and the rails appear neatly behind it.

Another group of engineers followed closely behind, well-trained wielding sledgehammers to tamp the rails and sleepers.

In a short time, simple tracks ran through the base camp and the front line inside and outside the Wuyin Absolute Territory.

Here comes the train gun.

They are like doomsday beasts in the beast tide, the sun among the stars, the well-deserved kings of war!

Although due to the constraints of the terrain and environment, what appeared in front of Meng Chao was not the largest caliber "Longwei Cannon".

But even the next-level caliber train guns give people a profound experience of another "near-destructive oppression" that is different from the doomsday beast.

In particular, hundreds of artillerymen surrounded the train cannons, operating nervously but methodically, making people feel that these giant cannons are not only the masters of war, but also the masters of everything.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

Dozens of high-pitched sirens sounded, indicating that dozens of train guns were in place.

Under the guidance of Meng Chao and other exploration team members, they advanced to the edge of the tiankeng where the terrain is the flattest and the foundation is the most stable.

It is only one step away from the Tiankeng.

It is equivalent to directly pressing the muzzle of the cannon on the temple of the monster civilization.

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

On both sides of all the train guns, there are more than a dozen solid support feet protruding deep into the ground to further improve the stability of the train guns before they can enter the "siege mode" with the maximum charge.

As soon as the support feet were deployed, the artillerymen immediately stepped forward, swung the sledgehammer, and smashed the nail anchors under the support feet into the ground.

If the rock on the ground is strong enough, they will use impact drills and oversized rivets for secondary reinforcement.

After the reinforcement was completed, there was another series of cadenced whistles, and the sound of gears and bearings rotating came from the carriage attached to the rear of the train gun.

The carriages were disassembled quickly and reassembled into small gantry cranes.

The artillerymen operated smoothly, using the gantry crane to drag out the huge shells with a diameter exceeding the height of an adult.

These giant cannonballs, engraved with mysterious and complicated runes on the surface, are filled with ultra-high-purity spar inside.

The violent and unparalleled spiritual energy has nowhere to vent, and it is in a state of being on the verge of firing every minute.

Therefore, during normal storage and transportation, they must be placed in Mithril stabilization solution, and spars of different properties should be inlaid around them, and magnetic field disturbances of different frequencies should be used for neutralization.

Before firing, not only must the mithril stabilizing liquid and spars of different natures be removed, but also a strong man with strong spiritual energy must agitate his own life magnetic field to trigger the resonance of the cannonball, so that the cannonball is in an "activated state".

Meng Chao saw that many artillery officers went into battle in person, standing in front of the shells, with one hand close to the offensive rune array on the fuze of the shells, and the other hand pressing either between their eyebrows, their temples, or their hearts.

Their eyes were closed, their faces full of reverence, and they were muttering words.

It seems to be communicating with the cannonball, and it must hit the first shot to win the game.

Ordinary artillerymen have not yet awakened their extraordinary power, but they also recite silently with the officers, gathering their brain waves together, turning them into destructive beliefs, and integrating them into the runes on the shells.

On the earth battlefield, this may be a rather ridiculous scene.

But the foreign world is originally a place where consciousness can change reality, and energy can determine matter.

As the artillerymen's brain waves continued to release, gather and stir, an incredible scene was staged.

The runes engraved on the surface of the bullet case seemed to be fed with invisible energy, and began to glow one after another, and the light became brighter and brighter.

At first, it was just the runes themselves that turned bright silver or pale gold.

Gradually, the runes seemed to be separated from the shells and floated into the air, forming a three-dimensional array of octagonal pendant lights. Outside the already huge shells, another layer of unpredictable and unpredictable energy layer was formed.

At this time, the shell case has become translucent almost like glass, and the spar filled inside seems to be liquefied, turning into magma that is about to erupt.

Even Meng Chao, who was standing hundreds of meters away, could sense the huge waves of psionic energy rushing towards his face.

The eyebrows and eyeballs seemed to be pierced by hundreds of silver needles, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

This is the most tense moment.

The cannonball has been activated, and the spiritual energy is about to erupt. If it is not fired within a very limited time, even if the shell does not explode on the spot, the spiritual energy will leak out, and the genetic chain of the artillerymen will be interrupted by means of super radiation, allowing the artillerymen They all died in vain in extremely tragic ways.

This is the experience that human beings have summed up after paying countless blood and tears on the road of developing the "Spirit Cannon".

Accompanied by the glow of the shells, dozens of artillery phalanxes seemed to have been severely whipped by an invisible whip, and immediately accelerated their movements.

Thousands of artillerymen were uniform, like thousands of fingers of the same person, and it took less than a minute to complete the loading, fine-tuning and locking.

"004, get ready—"

"009, prepare to—"

"013, prepare to—"

The gun heads of the train guns, representing the battle flag of "ready, locked on the enemy's position, ready to fire" were raised.

Another artilleryman waved the skull flag representing danger, and whistled vigorously around the train guns, reminding everyone to evacuate beyond the cordon.

Ordinary artillerymen must wear special anti-radiation lead clothing and helmets against psionic ripples.

Extraordinary people above the level must also stimulate their spiritual energy, strengthen their flesh and blood, and even form a spiritual defense layer on their body surface, in order to resist the impact of the roar of the giant cannon.

On the nose of the train cannon, flags of different colors were raised and lowered alternately.

Some artillerymen held large spar horns and shouted hoarsely: "Ten! Nine! Eight!"

The train guns began to vibrate.

The supporting feet that had just been nailed to the ground, one by one rivets, continued to rotate, rise, and even be pulled out of the ground amidst increasingly intense vibrations.

The runes engraved on the barrel also shone one by one, turning the originally black barrel into red-hot glass, and then into a glowing lamp.

Surrounded by spiritual flames, the train gun, an ancient weapon that appeared as early as the First World War in the Earth Era, has become like the legendary electromagnetic gun, full of gorgeous and mysterious future colors.

finally--

The last battle flag with a drawing of a flaming skeleton fell heavily.

The muzzles of dozens of train guns sprayed out hurricanes at the same time.

The shining hurricane, the roaring hurricane, the burning hurricane, the hurricane that destroys everything, destroys everything!

At that moment, Meng Chao didn't hear any sound.

Even the sound of armored airships dropping bombs, the sound of bulldozers rolling, and the roar of soldiers on the wider front outside the artillery positions all disappeared.

On the silent battlefield, there were only beams of light as majestic as pillars of a majestic temple, piercing the burning sky and throwing them into the depths of the tiankeng.

It wasn't until the depths of the tiankeng that flames and gunpowder smoke were sprayed out everywhere like a volcanic eruption, and the jungle in the air hundreds of meters above and below was scorched by gunpowder smoke, and the shock wave was wrapped in sound waves and blasted in front of Meng Chao.

Even though Meng Chao strengthened the eardrums with psionic energy, he still felt his ears were hit hard by the impact drill, and it seemed like a hundred small bugs were wriggling in the ear canal.

It took him a while before he realized that it was meandering blood.

All ordinary soldiers and superhumans on the entire front were deeply shocked by the power of the cannon, and temporarily stopped fighting to find the source of sound waves, shock waves and spiritual energy storms.

When they realized that this was the patron saint of Dragon City——when the train gun fired, the shock that tore the eardrums suddenly turned into ecstasy, and the slight sting of the skin caused by the spiritual energy storm turned into a gun instead. The invigorating medicine given to them made them more excited and ferocious, and they fought against the panicked and defeated remnants of monsters.