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Earth Chapter 340 Hell Paratroopers

Looking at the surface of the crater that was blasted out, Rong Nianbing couldn't help but swallowed. The core of the attack didn't look very deep, and there was even a raised hill. That was because the core of the explosion was instantly evaporated into

It's liquid.

According to the Worthington Jet discussed in the previous chapters, this small mountain is formed by backfilling with magma-like liquid sand. The real damage can even spread to three to four hundred meters underground.

Even if there are earth soul masters on Douluo Continent, if you want to build an underground bunker of this depth, you will have to build only one or two at most. How many people can be accommodated there?

"The potential of technology seems to be really strong! If you don't reach the level of a main god, it will be difficult to survive in space for a long time. In other words, if the eighteen main gods and five god kings don't take action, now this guy will be as good as the gods in the world.

beat?

That's not right, even a low-level god can't stand and let him fight, but who knows if this thing can also be accurately guided." Rong Nianbing picked up his horse spoon and found helplessly that he had cooked the food...



Tulip First Army, Army Headquarters, current Army Commander Zhang Dou is reviewing a new army construction plan. On the uniform on Zhang Dou's abdomen, a metal interface is connected to the data storage, on a light blue translucent light screen

It's exactly the plan.

As the commander of the army, Zhang Dou naturally had to set an example for the entire army and took the lead in transforming the artificial soul master. As a soldier, his foundation was much better than Lin Mu. When he was sailing around the world, he followed Cheng Ying to eat sea souls every day.

Beast, it can be directly transformed into level 69 once you get started.

Even if he had no soul power, relying on his experience in the military formation and leading a ten-person special operations team, he could kill the Soul Saint by force.

However, the plan presented in front of him at this time was still beyond his understanding, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Times have really changed!" Zhang Dou shook his head: "When I sailed around the world with the Duke, I thought the most amazing thing in my life would be to run around the big ball under my feet.

I thought that until I died, I wouldn’t have the chance to see anyone get out of this little broken ball, but I didn’t expect that before I retired, I would have to consider the Army Space Corps!”

Zhang Dou's lament made his deputy a little curious, but due to discipline, he could not pry into the chief's documents.

"It's okay, just read it if you want! This is not a secret document, and rocket launches are not a secret in the military either. I just want to share your opinion."

The deputy took over the light screen and was extremely shocked when he saw four big characters: "Hell Paratroopers"

He continued to read, and the content below was full of pictures and texts. There was a panoramic view of the space station taken by Cheng Ying from outer space. The sight of the big thing with a diameter of nearly four kilometers slowly rotating in space was too shocking. But what shocked him even more was the next plan.

The core of the Hell Paratroopers plan is to use the maneuverability of the space station to project armed assault troops to any place at any time, so that important targets can be decapitated without evasion.

Compared with orbital bombing, hell paratroopers can destroy important enemy military facilities more accurately, and can raid densely populated areas to minimize civilian casualties.

Just like Tiandou City and Xingluo City, four or five consecutive orbital bombardments can indeed wipe them out, but what's the use of Chengying wanting a ruin?

Let's replace it with hell paratroopers, a heavily armed special force of 100 people, smash into the emperor's palace, and ask you if you are afraid?

"This proposal is of great strategic value! And compared to the navy and air force, our army has lagged far behind. The hell paratroopers may not be an opportunity for us.

It just so happens that the group of mad scientists from the Technology Development Bureau can quickly design a set of power armor with higher tactical value for us." The deputy gave suggestions from two aspects.

"I also think that outstanding warriors should be selected to join the space station. The Duke plans to immigrate 10,000 people to settle in the space station. Among them, the army has a quota of 1,000 people.

These 1,000 men are enough to form an elite army. Soldiers are more expensive than elite troops. If we fight an old-style army and the elite armor of 100 men is not correct, we can drive tens of thousands of them away.

I will make a big announcement in the army soon to form the Hell Paratroopers. The minimum cultivation level of the participants cannot be less than level 40. People who are not high enough can sign up, but they must undergo the transformation of artificial soul masters. I will draw up the announcement first."

"Chief, hasn't Your Excellency the Duke always advocated that soul masters and ordinary people should be treated equally? It's not good for you to limit your cultivation level like this!"

"Tsk! The Duke doesn't need this level of flattery, and can't you tell? In the future, everyone can become a soul master. If everyone can become a soul master, what's the point of inequality?

Besides! You don’t even think about it. If you don’t have at least level 40 cultivation and smash it into the atmosphere from space, isn’t that asking for death? How did you learn physics in a military academy?

When the hell paratroopers land, the landing bay must be pushed forward in reverse to reduce the speed. It has an acceleration of 20 G at least. Without any cultivation level, let alone the people who come down and fight with each other, they will be crushed to death!" Zhang Dou shook his head,

Typing on a translucent light screen.

With his current mental strength, software such as Word can already use his brain to run. In addition, when he was learning to read, Cheng Ying personally taught him pinyin, so he had no problem typing, and he finished an article in a short time.

The announcement was typed.

He pulled the memory card out of his abdomen and handed it to his deputy: "Take it and print it out and put it on the bulletin board, by the way! Don't forget to find someone to set up the registration office first."

In the space station, Ice Emperor and Cheng Ying were lying side by side in the landing cabin, preparing to return to the ground.

"Um... this thing hasn't been tested! Are we really going to take this thing back?" Ice King was a little worried. It's not a joke to hit the ground from the satellite orbit. Even if she has a high level of cultivation, she might be able to do it.

Playing off.

"We haven't tested it before, so we have to test it! If something goes wrong, the worst we can do is jump down early. It's not like you can't fly. We are wearing tights that isolate our soul power. Even at high altitudes, when our soul power is thin, we can still rely on our bodies.

The soul power remains floating."

Cheng Ying's words reassured the Ice Emperor a little. Anyway, both of them were of the type that could not freeze to death. Even if the return capsule was broken, there would be no danger in the low-temperature high altitude.

"Fasten your seat belts, it's time to start!" As Cheng Ying spoke, the door of the return capsule began to close. After a burst of air-tight chirping, the drop-shaped return capsule began to be accelerated by the orbit and fell toward the planet below.

And go.

The coordinate location was not far from Luolin City, and the two planned to return to the ground in such an overly gorgeous manner.

[To be continued]

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