Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

In the next moment, Lin Wen and the machine had a special feeling, as if they had reached 100% synchronization.

His field of vision was gradually rising and widening, as if he had become one with the robot.

With a slight movement by Lin Wen, the robot raised its hand in a natural motion, just like an ordinary person.

He no longer needs [Imperial Art] to assist.

Overlooking the distance, artillery fire roared in the distance, and countless Type 80 heavy tanks came roaring.

Tall giants interspersed in the zombie sea that came from the ants. They carried long rocket launchers on their backs. Once Lin Wen entered the range, they would launch countless cluster rockets.

The robot didn't move, and Lin Wen was still getting used to the new feeling.

The robot stood on the battlefield, countless shells rained down, and violent explosions appeared around it.

The Type 80 heavy tank is the most advanced tank in the world today. The hit rate of stationary targets within two kilometers is 99%, and the hit rate when the tank is moving at full speed is 80%.

So, 80% of the shells hit the robot directly.

The Type 80 heavy tank uses a 150mm caliber tungsten alloy shell-piercing shell, which can penetrate 850mm of homogeneous armor at a distance of two kilometers.

The main gun of this tank was the biggest threat to Lin Wen before.

But at that time, there were not many Type 80 heavy tanks on the battlefield, and most of the tanks were 90mm or 110mm ordinary shells.

This kind of shell has no effect on special steel armor with a thickness of 2,000 to 3,000 millimeters, so Lin Wen was able to resist countless bombardments and kill all directions.

But now, all the firepower comes from the Type 80 heavy tank.

The violent explosion submerged everything, and the vibration of the ground was like a drum beating.

When the robot was covered by artillery fire, real-time footage was sent back to the joint command.

Everyone thought that the robot had been destroyed, and the flames on the screen shot up into the sky, covering everything.

The generals of the Papal State have even started to celebrate. The light tanks produced in their own country were all trampled by this guy one by one, which made them feel ashamed.

Mo Zhai laughed happily, he seemed to see the glory of the empire being crushed by them like this robot.

I am the wisest leader in the world.

A military expert felt a little regretful: "It would be great if it could be preserved."

A senior general of the Papal State licked his lips: "Unfortunately, he was not fooled."

"That's right, if he can surrender, the Papal State will become the first country to have robots."

The beer bottle asked curiously: "Your Excellency, this robot weighs thousands of tons by visual inspection. If he really surrenders, will you really give him gold of the same weight?"

Mo Zhai said indifferently: "The only thing waiting for him is the torture of skinning and lighting lamps. My warrior will be better at manipulating that mecha than him."

The beer bottle felt a chill, and said with a dry smile, "Fortunately, it has been destroyed."

The green hair barely rounded out a sentence: "War has no credibility..."

Mo Zhai sneered and ignored them.

On the screen, the shelling gradually stopped, and the flames and smoke dispersed with the wind, revealing the cold and hard color of the robot.

"What?"

The entire command room screamed, and experts from various countries rushed over in an instant, all crowded in front of the small screen, staring at the reappearing robot under the dissipated smoke.

Its whole body was covered in mist, and with its right hand raised forward, a shield made of thin mist blocked all attacks.

The command room was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling, and Chief of Staff Feng Yinlian's face was serious.

He knew that the factor affecting the victory of the absolute war had appeared.

On the screen, the fog-shrouded robot moved, and it rushed towards the roaring torrent of steel on the empty battlefield alone.

The torrent of steel responded with artillery fire without hesitation.

The second round of shelling began.

The bombardment accuracy rate was 50% under the high-speed movement of both sides, so a large number of explosions appeared around and near it, and it was covered by violent flames and gunpowder smoke.

All the artillery fire of one hundred and ten tanks within two kilometers was concentrated on it.

Robots are getting faster and faster.

When it crossed the first kilometer, the giant also opened fire, and the fire net woven by rockets all over the sky rushed towards it, and the violent explosion was even better.

More tanks joined the bombardment in the distance, and the hit rate of the nearby tanks increased sharply, but all of this was useless.

When the robot's speed exceeds 100 yards, the explosion on the body starts to decrease.

When its speed exceeds 150 yards, direct hits are rare.

By the time it reaches 200 yards, the pyrotechnics of the explosion are sparse.

At the last 500 meters, the speed of this behemoth has exceeded 250 yards. It slammed into the steel torrent like a meteorite. With a stretch of its right hand, a long blade made of fog light appeared.

The robot held the blade with one hand and slashed down with one knife. One heavy tank was split in half, and the other was split by a third.

The robot held the long blade backwards and waved its hand horizontally. Where the fog knife passed, the tank's body and head were separated, and the dust on the ground was swept up by a huge force, but the flames of the explosion immediately penetrated the yellow dust.

On the battlefield full of gunpowder and war, the robot holds the fog blade and cuts like a fruit ninja, cutting the incoming tank into pieces.

This unscientific scene shocked everyone. No one in the joint headquarters could speak. Everyone was petrified.

They stared blankly at the huge fog-covered monster. It held a shiny fog blade and forcibly cut a path in the torrent of steel.

Inside Fort Ormond.

Jian Li did not see the scene, but he was too shocked to speak by the news from the front line, spinning like a spinning top.

Soon, he realized that this was a great opportunity.

"Hurry up, send the order, all the troops on the eastern front are dispatched, don't use the positions, and all go to attack and encircle the enemies on the western front!"

"There is no need to defend the Fort Ormon, the whole army is dispatched, and attack them from the side!"

"Order the besieged troops on the western front, stop trying to retreat, turn around and attack the enemy's main formation with all your strength!"

"Three lines of internal and external attacks, maybe they can defeat their armored and biochemical legions in one fell swoop... Opportunity! This is an opportunity!"

The orderly was stared at by the crazy head coach, his fingers could not wait to press the afterimage, and he was afraid that he would be killed by the general if he was a second late.

In the main force of the empire.

Li Longxing also got the news, and he immediately sent an order to Shang Lianshan in the rear, requesting that all the missiles of the empire be aimed at the enemy near Fort Ormon on the west side of the Stan River.

Shang Lianshan also knew the urgency, so he rushed to the Marshal's Department to give the order.

There are more than 600 Baiyang missiles that the empire can support to the front line. This is the last property of the empire.

I don't need it at this time, and I won't have a chance to use it in the future.

However, in terms of the authorization order, it was opposed by Fu Wenyu.

He said slowly: "Marshal Shang, I understand your feelings very well, but is it reasonable to shoot out all our last missiles at once?"

Shang Lianshan suppressed his anger and said: "We all know the importance of the Battle of the Stan River, Marshal Fu, do you want the imperial army to be stopped on the east side of the Stan River?"

"No, no." Fu Wenyu said slowly: "Of course I don't mean that. What I mean is, are you sure it's meaningful to launch these missiles? I think the battle itself is unreasonable, and the missiles can hardly recover the disadvantage caused by the commander's strategic failure. We can use it in more correct places, such as assisting large forces to break through, isn't it?"

Shang Lianshan said angrily: "If you don't try, how will you know it's irreversible?"

Fu Wenyu shook her head slowly, and said: "Using our hole cards to recover the irrational behavior that has already been paid and the cost cannot be recovered is called the shipwreck effect. This is the first lesson for our military commanders - give up when it is time to give up...Marshal Shang, you are already a marshal, so you will not understand this truth."

The generals of the Marshal's Department were also hesitant, and most of them were inclined to the old marshal's statement that Baiyang missiles were expensive, and it was very uneconomical to use them to bomb tanks.

Shang Lianshan was trembling with anger. At this time, Li Linyue, who got the news the next time, also rushed over. Her face was ashen, and she walked like a storm.

Liu You, Xiao Zhizhong, Chang Yuankai, and Ling, the core members of the princess faction, all followed her closely.

Fu Wenyu moved her feet and blocked their way.

"Oh, Your Highness, the launch pad is very important, you can't rush in, if you accidentally trip the button, it will be difficult."

Li Linyue said coldly: "Fu Wenyu, I will only say this once. In the name of the Emperor of the Empire, the First Elder of the Supreme Presbyterian Council of the Empire, and Li Longxing, the Grand Marshal of the Empire, I order you to get out of the way."

The rune jade skin said with a smile: "Oh... As the marshal of the empire, the military democracy system established by the founding emperor of the empire, er..."

Ling hit his lower jaw with an uppercut, and Fu Wenyu bit off half of her tongue. Then she tore off her clothes and jumped up and shouted, "You molested me! The old marshal molested you!"

Xiao Zhizhong and Chang Yuan kicked one left and one right, kicking Fu Wenyu to the ground, and Liu You rushed forward and opened the gate of the launch pad.

Ling threw herself on the old marshal, yelling insults while ripping off her clothes. Fu Wenyu was so angry that she spurted blood from her mouth, half of the suet jade-like ball was dyed red.

"Pull it away, quickly pull this bitch away!"

But Fu Wenyu's personal soldiers were stopped by the royal guards.

"There are thugs! Idlers are not allowed to approach His Highness!"

The soldiers said in their hearts that the thugs are not you?

But seeing the cold light all over the body of the imperial guards, they still didn't dare to move rashly.

The generals of the Central Army burst into chaos, and the scene was in chaos.

Li Linyue had already rushed into the central control room where the missile launch pad was located at the front line. Shang Lianshan hesitated for a second, then stomped his feet and rushed in.

But the chief controller refused to execute the order without the authorization of the Marshal's Department, and Li Linyue raised his hand and shot him through the head.

The commander's blood splashed on the podium.

All the confidantes of the princess faction raised their guns.

The first princess, known for being smart and virtuous, said coldly: "Is there anyone who doesn't obey orders?"

The operators were as quiet as cicadas and dared not speak.

Li Linyue ordered: "Now, the satellite is locked, the target is 61 to 66 kilometers west of the Stan River, coordinates 128, 281, 131, 298, ready!"

The operators worked nervously, and soon, the beep sounded when the preparation was completed.

Li Linyue said brightly: "Don't worry, everyone, I will bear all the responsibilities."

"emission!"

With an order, all the silos in Luozhou were raised, and six hundred and seventy-one Baiyang long-range missiles were launched into the air one after another, flying towards the territory of the Pope.