The Republic of China: I can change jobs infinitely

The mulberry tree is the mother tree of the corpse voodoo worms, and the corpse voodoo worms all rely on this mulberry tree to feed themselves.

If you want to end this catastrophe, you must first find a way to get rid of the mutated mulberry tree. Otherwise, a steady stream of corpse worms will be produced, and people parasitized by corpse worms will also become walking corpses. "

"So, the mutated mulberry tree is the key point?"

Yue Zhenshan looked at the mulberry tree in the house opposite and found that the tree was unusually tall.

At this time, at the bottom of the mulberry tree, a large number of walking corpses were absorbed by it. The tree actually further transformed. Its roots began to shrink and extend freely. The roots broke through the restrictions of the house. Outside the house, one root after another broke through the ground. Those who were The zombies that were killed also became nutritional packages for the mulberry trees.

All the corpses were sucked into pieces of dried human skin! !

"Fellow Daoist Lin, Commander Yue, please listen to Pindao."

"I, Ding Xiwen, from Changchun Valley, have learned the art of golden elixir and am good at the art of lead and mercury. Nowadays, elixirs are extinct in the world, and I haven't learned much about refining medicine.

But the explosive method I developed myself can kill evil spirits on a large scale.

If you can trust me, you only need to send a team of soldiers to put the thunder and hell fire developed by me into the house to ensure that the demonized mulberry tree can be destroyed. "

"Uh...Wenxi...Daoist Ding."

Yue Zhenshan was a little stunned. The Taoist priest Ding Wenxi began to move with the large army.

He thought this person was a soy sauce man. He had been acting for so long and still didn't see his methods.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Taoist priest Wenxi directly launched his ultimate move and bluntly said that he had the means to destroy the demon.

"Um...Dao Zhang Ding, can you demonstrate your Thunderbolt and Hellfire?"

"There's no way I'm joking with the lives of my soldiers."

"That's what it should be. After all, it's just words."

Taoist priest Ding Wenxi took out an iron gallbladder as big as a fist from his arms. This was the thunder he made.

The hellfire was much larger, about the size of a football, and it was carried on his back. Before, Yue Zhenshan was still wondering what was in the bulging bag on his back. It turned out that he carried an arsenal with him.

Then Taoist priest Ding Wenxi demonstrated the thunder and hell fire successively.

The Thunderbolt is okay. Its power and usage are similar to high-explosive grenades. The destructive power of the explosion is similar to that of Colt Yan with energy bullets attached. It is more than enough to deal with ordinary walking zombies.

What surprised Yue Zhenshan was the hellfire, which was like a white phosphorus incendiary bomb.

Taoist Master Ding Wenxi threw the hellfire he made into the fish pond nearby. A raging flame burned above the water. Even if it was in the water, it could not stop it from burning. In just a few seconds, a large amount of white mist rose. The entire water surface dropped by about one centimeter.

Such a terrifying burning effect shocked Yue Zhenshan, Taoist Master, this is unscientific.

"Dao Zhang Ding, your Thunderbolt and Hell Fire are very powerful, but it is too dangerous to send people to the house in front."

"I have a way to make the sun and moon change the sky."

"If that doesn't work, send someone to burn down the demonized mulberry tree."

Facing the unknown demon inside the evil cultivator's house, Yue Zhenshan didn't want to use his soldiers to fight with their lives. He came to the army, talked about the situation with his senior brother Niu Qi, and then ordered:

"Senior Brother Niu, ask Sha Jiayuan to come over to me."

"That kid told me before that his cannon was accurate every time, and now it's his turn to perform."

In front of the Yue Family Army, following Yue Zhenshan's order, a reinforced platoon of soldiers came to the front. Thirty mortar gunners began to calibrate the distance, and the barrels were all aimed in the direction of the evil cultivator's house in front. The auxiliary artillery began to prepare ammunition.

Yue Zhenshan was in Guangzhou before and asked his teacher Ibai Lewis to help contact German arms dealers.

Two thousand guns and one million rounds of ammunition were purchased. In addition, thirty mortars and some shells were purchased. The price of the gun is thirty yuan a piece, and the price of the bullet is ten yuan and two hundred rounds. Finally, with the addition of thirty mortars, it cost more than 200,000 yuan.

German arms dealers valued Yue Zhenshan's potential, so they sent engineers from Krupp and Mauser to Yue Zhenshan to provide technical guidance. Of course, there was also a large amount of patent technology transfer funds.

Now I happen to encounter a difficult 'enemy' and need to reason.

"Aim at the house opposite and use up all the artillery shells you carry."

"I want to see what is inside this evil cultivator's house, and see if it is more powerful or the artillery."

"Shoot me—"

The soldiers present were also excited by Yue Zhenshan's words. Sha Jiayuan, who directed the artillery fire, couldn't wait to wave the flag in his hand after receiving the order.

"fire!"

In an instant, thirty mortars were fired in unison, and the shells roared out and flew directly towards the evil cultivator's house.

The next moment,

Boom, boom, boom——

The entire evil cultivator's mansion seemed to explode at once, and the surrounding walls shattered in the explosion.

"Continue to reload and fire!" After one round of firing, Sha Jiayuan continued to direct the second round.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound of mortar shells flying was uniform and consistent.

The mutated mulberry tree in the evil cultivator's house became dilapidated by the artillery fire. A section of its more than 20-meter-high trunk was blown off. Only the broken branches and leaves hanging on the branches of the originally green crown were left. Two rounds of artillery blasted the tree. The mutated mulberry tree was seriously injured.

boom! boom! boom!

When the third round of shells exploded, the mutated mulberry tree that was still strong suddenly began to tremble.

The entire mutant mulberry tree actually began to melt, like grease.

What was even more bizarre was the roots of the mulberry tree. Its roots were pulled out from the ground like the tentacles of an octopus, and one by one the roots were inserted into the bodies of the zombies outside, and then the retracted roots brought back the zombies.

Thousands of corpses were pulled back, dissolved and combined with each other. The roots of the mulberry tree were like nerves, connecting the rotten zombie brains one by one. In front of Yue Zhenshan, a huge fusion monster appeared...

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Reference for gun price:

Around 1911, the ex-factory price of the Type 88 rifle produced by the Hanyang Arsenal was 18 taels of silver, equivalent to 36 silver dollars.

After 1915, a large number of imported guns poured in, and the price of the old sleeve produced in Hanyang dropped to about 20 silver dollars.

During the Northern Expedition, the consumption of weapons was large after all, and the price of this rifle rose to about 30 yuan.

Chapter 75 Corpse Monster Weakness

"What are you arguing about!"

"Blast it hard for me!!!"

"Remember your mission is to defend your homeland, protect the people, and protect the country."

"Think about it, behind you is our Renjia Town. If you don't kill all these ghosts, what will happen to the relatives of Renjia Town?"

"Do you want to become a part of that monster like those poor corpses?"

"Are you willing to do so?"

This sudden change made all the soldiers agitated. The terrifying monster in front was much more terrifying than the zombies that had transformed from corpses before. The soldiers' morale was a little unstable, and Yue Zhenshan had to come out to boost morale.

"I don't want to--"

"Very good, Sha Jiayuan, blow it hard for me. As long as there is no problem with the gun barrel, keep bombing with me."

"In addition, other brothers, pick up the weapons in your hands. Do you see the body of that monster?"

"There are various organs on it. Aim at those heads for me."

"Boom--"

......

The fused corpse monster in front of him has a body like a millipede, with a pair of moving limbs composed of zombie lower limbs underneath. Above it were pairs of arms, and the zombie heads gathered at the front, forming a spherical combination of countless heads.

This corpse monster was like a snake, circling forward, it wanted to escape from this place.

The mortar shells landed directly on the body of the fusion monster, and those combined limbs formed a line of protection. It was hit by the shells, but it was not killed, but was blown away by the air force of the shell explosion.

At the same time, some broken limbs, such as hands and feet, were also blown everywhere.

It felt like an arthropod.

The limbs of this guy that were blown off will grow again in the process of fusing corpses.

In this way, under the suppression of the army's artillery, a stalemate was formed. The limbs of the corpse monster that were blown away by the shells will melt into black juice after separation, and completely lose their use value.

Therefore, the fusion corpse monster can only continue to fuse new corpses. The corpses of the zombies killed by the army before became the blood pool of this guy. As long as the corpses on the ground are not consumed, this guy can continue to recover.

"Damn, why did you stop!!"

"Sha Jiayuan, what the hell is wrong with you? Don't stop, blow it up for me--"

The fierce battle lasted for more than half an hour, with gunfire and artillery fire. After half an hour of bombardment, the fusion corpse monster on the opposite side was already a strong bow and arrow, and it seemed that it was about to be blown to death, but the sound of our own artillery was silenced first.

"That... General Yue, our artillery shells are all used up."

"Damn it, there is no ammunition at the critical moment, it's fucking fucked--"

"In that case, you kid retreat to the back, there is nothing for you here, remember to bring more artillery shells next time." Yue Zhenshan looked ugly, not because he had an opinion on Sha Jiayuan, but because the current situation was not good.

"Report to General Yue, our artillery can still fight."

"The artillery shells are gone, but we still have bullets. I don't think my marksmanship is worse than other soldiers. Please allow us to continue fighting. There are no soldiers who deserted in the artillery platoon."