Mount Zuiheng, to be precise, is a mountain range with continuous peaks connected together. Each peak has a cone shape, so it is called Mount Zuiheng.
The peaks are majestic, and a flock of more than 20,000 to 30,000 strange birds entering Mount Zuiheng is like being lost in the ocean.
If it weren't for the dense number of strange birds flying with open arms and hovering over Mount Zuiheng, in the dark night, it would be impossible to tell that there is such a huge and dangerous group of strange birds hiding in Mount Zuiheng today.
An hour passed.
The Brahma members are all ready.
Salaman personally led the team to come.
Countless eyes focused on it.
"There are more than twenty temples on Zhuiheng Mountain, the oldest of which has a history of more than five hundred years." Akadu said in a deep voice, "Although the people in the temple have withdrawn in advance, but just now
Eminent monks from twenty-seven temples came together to say that there is a Buddha in the mountain and it is impossible to bombard Mount Zhuiheng. That would be a blasphemy against the Buddha."
India is the kingdom of Buddha.
However, Salaman was not a devout Buddhist believer.
"If there are more than 20,000 strange birds, how long will it take to kill them one by one?" Saraman said coldly, "If there is a Buddha on any mountain, then the Buddhas in this world would be too cheap...
Carry out as planned."
Zhuiheng Mountain is not a very famous mountain in India. Accardo had already guessed Saraman's answer and immediately spoke in a deep voice, "Twenty cannons are ready, and they can fire just after the order is given."
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"Okay." Saraman waved his hand, "In ten minutes, open fire and destroy these beasts."
A few minutes later, another voice came in a hurry.
"It's not good." It was Kassam who came. "Twenty-seven temples and forty-seven eminent monks entered the mountain after learning that we insisted on bombarding Mount Zuiheng."
Hearing this, Saraman's face could not help but darken, and she cursed angrily, "You bastards, why didn't you stop them?"
"They entered the mountain very quickly. They shouted 'Be with the Buddha' and rushed in. We had no time to stop them." Kassam had no choice but to ask, "What should we do now? These twenty cannons... I'm afraid...
Withdrawn."
"Damn bald donkey!" Saraman yelled.
Without the deterrence of these twenty cannons, it would be too difficult to kill so many strange birds with the manpower of the Brahma Group alone.
Saraman's face was gloomy.
Today's mood was not very good to begin with, and now there was such an unexpected incident that put him in a dilemma.
"What's the situation at the border?" Salaman asked, "Have Chinese scouts appeared?"
"There was no movement." Kassam shook his head, "It's like they never appeared."
"I don't believe they can fly and escape. There is no movement, which means they don't dare to break through." Saraman gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead popped out.
So far, no good news.
From one side, a voice suddenly sounded, "General Salaman, you don't look well."
Hearing this, Saraman looked up and saw a blond white man sitting on a tree branch under the night. His face looked as if it had been cut and chiseled, his nose was straight up, and his eyes were almost monstrous.
temperament.
Saraman knew the identity of this person, an S-class leader of the Genetic Special Warfare Team of the Vulcan Bureau, Sevsky.
Sevsky was originally an extremely powerful martial arts practitioner. He later joined the Vulcan Bureau and became a member of the genetic special warfare team. After his powerful physique and genetic modification, his strength skyrocketed.
Saraman himself is a warrior at the peak of martial arts masters, but he thinks that he is no match for Sevski, which means that Sevski's strength is already comparable to that of aura warriors.
"The Brahma Group's investigation intelligence system is really disappointing." Sevsky shook his head, "Is it because if the Chinese scouts don't show up proactively, you will never be able to find them?"
Saraman's face was cold and gloomy. He was afraid of Sevski's identity and strength and did not dare to refute his words.
After a moment, Saraman took a deep breath and said, "After the strange birds are eliminated, I will find them even if I dig the ground three feet."
Saraman looked at Mount Zuiheng in the distance.
At this time, Szewski's voice came to his ears, "General Saraman, I never expected that the monks on Mount Zhuiheng are so brave. Facing tens of thousands of strange birds, they were fearless and entered the mountain resolutely.
He took the lead and fought against the strange birds, but unfortunately, they all died heroically in the end."
Hearing this, Saraman's eyes widened a bit.
He understood Sevsky's words.
Since the forty-seven eminent monks who entered the mountain had died heroically, they could fire without any scruples.
While destroying the flock of strange birds, he also avenged the eminent monks of Mount Zhuiheng.
Saraman's eyes turned toward Mount Zuiheng, with a hint of determination flashing through his eyes.
On the side, Kassam couldn't help but exclaimed, "General Salaman, you can't..."
"After the flock of strange birds is eliminated, a holy temple will be built on Zhuiheng Mountain to worship the holy monks who died in the war." Saraman waved his big hand so that Kassam did not need to speak anymore.
"Everything is for the greater good."
A smile appeared on Sevsky's face, "I'm waiting for your good news."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sevsky's figure disappeared in a flash.
On Zhuiheng Mountain under the night, the screams of strange birds sounded sharply from time to time.
In an open flat area at the foot of Mount Zuiheng, monks from twenty-seven temples on Mount Zuiheng gathered, anxiously waiting for the outcome of the negotiations.
"Why did you drive away the strange birds all the way and finally choose to eliminate them at Zuiheng Mountain?"
"There is a Buddha in the mountain, so don't fire cannons."
"I believe General Salaman, he will definitely consider it carefully."
boom!
At this time, there was a huge sound, like a roar of a giant beast in the dark night, which instantly shook the sky and the earth.
Many people's feet shook for a while, and their faces changed drastically.
Boom boom boom boom...
The sound of intensive artillery fire shook the heaven and earth.
The monks in the twenty-seven temples raised their heads one after another. On Zhuiheng Mountain, along with the sound of explosions, fire also started burning.
"No!"
"how so?"
"How could they do this!"
Under the fierce bombardment, no one could hear the roars of these monks anymore.
The eyes of the monks in the twenty-seven temples showed anger and despair. In the end, they could only sit cross-legged one by one and chant sutras to bid farewell to the forty-seven eminent monks who died heroically.
The sound of bombings resounded continuously, and the screams of strange birds on Zhuiheng Mountain were like tearing apart the heaven and the earth. Soon, a dense flock of strange birds soared into the sky. Some of the strange birds that escaped the bombardment spread their huge wings and moved as fast as
Electricity rushed towards the Brahma Group...
The group of strange birds fought back after being bombarded!
This chapter has been completed!