"The next second——"

The turret installed on the off-road vehicle flashed with a telepathic flame.

"boom!!!"

However, after just one shot was fired, the two of them heard a huge dull sound in their ears!

I saw that the off-road vehicle was directly overturned by the recoil of the fort, and the fort immediately stopped firing. The shell that stumbled out of the barrel landed on the ground more than a hundred meters away from the two people.

No casualties were caused.

Instead, the explosion of the shell attracted the attention of many people.

The two could vaguely see, a few hundred meters away, many people carrying firearms walking out of warehouses and abandoned buildings.

"cough!"

Chen Jiang coughed slightly in confusion, and then hurriedly and slightly embarrassedly used the space bracelet to unload the fort from the car, placed it on the ground, and aimed the muzzle at City 18.

He had forgotten that with the tonnage of this off-road vehicle, it could not withstand the recoil of the fort.

The Scar Dog on the side had erratic eyes as if he hadn't seen all this, which helped Chen Jiang ease the embarrassment.

After re-aiming the muzzle.

Chen Jiang looked at the group of mechanical tribesmen who came out of abandoned warehouses and abandoned buildings with guns in hand. He took out a cigarette without lighting it and held it in his mouth.

Holding the cannon in both hands, he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his deep eyes filled with stories.

And the white shirt stained with blood and dust, the messy collar and the unkempt hair, under the noon sun, made the whole person look like an explorer who felt a little uncomfortable after returning to the light.

"May God bless you."

The voice was enchanting and slightly hoarse, but at the same time, it sounded slowly between the two of them with a sense of comfort like the spring breeze blowing on their faces.

Scar Dog, on the other hand, was leaning on the overturned off-road vehicle with his arms folded, looking at the sky above Chen Jiang's side with a deep expression on his face, holding a dog's tail grass that he had pulled out from nowhere in his mouth.

The mottled blood stains on his face made him look like a dead tree in the wilderness, full of resilience and standing still.

And at this time——

The fort seemed unwilling to be left alone, not wanting to miss this once-in-a-lifetime pretentious scene, the barrel flames lit up again.

"boom!!!"

The red lines on the barrel lit up instantly as if being charged, and as the unknown flowing material inside the magazine began to flow rapidly, streaks of red flames shot towards City 18 at an elusive speed.

"Boom boom boom!!"

"Boom boom boom!!"

One after another, the shells landed on top of the factory building and on the waist of the abandoned building.

If you are poor, you will strike with precision, if you are rich, you will be covered with firepower.

Under Chen Jiang's settings, the fort did not suppress its rate of fire at all and opened fire at full rate of fire!

Within a range of 2500 meters.

With a rate of fire of 2,900 rounds per minute, this fort continuously fired shells towards City 18!!!

"Boom!"

Huge explosions and flames lit up in the 18th city!

The flames brighter than the sun made the residents of 18 cities truly realize what is called the charm of firepower!

After five minutes of continuous bombardment.

An energy shield suddenly lit up over City 18, covering the entire city.

When the fort's shells hit the energy shield, they will explode, and the shock wave will be absorbed by the energy shield.

Only when three or four consecutive cannonballs land in one place will the energy shield be broken into a small opening, but this small opening will soon be repaired by the entire huge energy shield.

"Hey."

Seeing that 18 City quickly took precautions, Chen Jiang grinned and clapped his hands: "In that case, today's meeting ceremony ends here."

"Continue tomorrow."

"I also want you to feel how it felt when we came to this world and were massacred by your machine clan."

And the prompts in his ears kept ringing.

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"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang for successfully killing 78 mechanical tribesmen."

"Since the human race and the machine race are in a state of declared war, 78 merit points will be awarded."

".."

"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang for successfully killing 120 mechanical tribesmen."

"Since the human race and the machine race have declared war, 120 merit points will be awarded."

"..."

"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang for successfully killing 32 mechanical tribesmen."

"Since the human race and the machine race are in a state of declared war, 32 merit points will be awarded."

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"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang for successfully killing 1,234 alien players today."

"Topping the kill list."

"Hey."

Chen Jiang picked up the steel sword and controlled the turret, got in the car, and drove towards the distance to temporarily avoid the revenge of the 18th city. He looked at the information in front of him and was a little surprised: "It turned out to be the first. Yesterday, the first was the attack."

Killed nearly two thousand foreigners."

"Kill rankings."

"First on the list, human race, Chen Jiang."

"Number of aliens killed: 1234."

"Two on the list, Machine Tribe, Feng Jiutian."

"Number of aliens killed: 428."

"Third on the list, Machine Tribe, Yan Po Men."

"Number of aliens killed: 334."

"It has shrunk a lot compared to yesterday."

"Maybe it's still noon and the two of them are still exerting their strength? Or maybe they just found a foreign gathering place with a large population yesterday but didn't find it today?"

After Chen Jiang thought for a while, he stopped thinking about this problem for the time being.

This was only the second day after the kill list was released. After a few days of strengthening, his name would only be at the top of the kill list.

I saw a human player ranked first on the list.

For human players, this should be considered a big incentive.

The strange thing is that logically speaking, there should be many human players who volunteered to become slaves in the area where they were bombarded just now, but he did not receive the prompt to kill the human players just now.

Soon, he figured it out.

It should be that these slaves were forced to join the mechanical tribe.

Speaking of which, what are the racial talents of the mechanical race?

And it seems that the people of the mechanical race are not like the human race. Everyone has a random talent?

Without thinking for too long, Chen Jiang put his left hand on the edge of the car window, holding the steering wheel with one hand, tilted his head to look at Scar Dog, raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "How about it, can you take a photo?"

"nature."

Scar Dog smiled and took out a camera from his arms, and in the camera was a photo showing half of his tail.

This is a prop they left behind.

It's not of much use, it can only be used to take photos and develop the photos.

But the two of them still kept this prop and did not use it for reinforcement. After all... in this world where they don't know when they will die, they can use photos to record the nodes of their lives.

It can be regarded as adding a touch of fun to the tense atmosphere.

Scargou handed this photo to Chen Jiang.

The scene in the photo is clearly the scene they just pretended to take.

Chen Jiang held a hand cannon with a slender barrel in both hands, wore a white shirt stained with dust and blood, and straight suit pants, and looked sideways at the sky with deep eyes.

Scargou, on the other hand, leaned against the overturned off-road vehicle with his arms folded, one foot on the off-road vehicle, standing beside Chen Jiang, looking diagonally at the sky above Chen Jiang's head.

The fort with its red lines and highlighted light was located between the two of them, sending the cannonballs into the distance in a roaring manner.
To be continued...