Chapter 1097: Watch carefully, this is the real asymmetric war
The main sky island and subsidiary sky islands of the Free Confederation should be the product of the same piece of land splitting and then ascending in place. The shapes fit each other very well. The diameter of the main sky island is basically about 200 kilometers, and the height from the end of the island base to the upper surface is more than 100 kilometers.
Fifteen kilometers, an empty island of this size did not have a clear ownership at the first time. If it is occupied in the future, whether it is annexed or otherwise, it is unlikely that it will belong to a subordinate alone. A contract can give it something.
There are not enough, otherwise Li Cang would not choose this island for surgery.
The Free Confederation Council may have felt that they could struggle, so they developed some subtle tacit understanding with Li Cang. They did not immediately stop their own army's reinforcements, and neither said they would fight, nor that they would not fight.
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Countless armed islands and ships were somewhat restrained at first. After all, their leaders were still in the underground buildings of the island, but they were actually more afraid that these zombie monsters would smell the smell and break into the dungeon and kill everyone in the city.
It was cooked, so when the battle started and the buildings on the ground were almost destroyed, this kind of restraint became minimal and was better than nothing——
Instead of attacking the dungeon, these zombie monsters guarded the main island and attacked armed islands and ships?
It’s simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
How can a body of flesh and blood be compared with a steel fortress with incredible technical content and mighty martial arts?
The sky is full of artillery fire and the glow is like a tide.
Armed air islands and ships are all about fixed-point sniping with fire coverage. In short, explosives can be mass-produced by just getting some symbolic raw materials. They are not even a little bit cheaper than energy matrix guns, as long as the shells can fall into the field.
On the face of the corpse beast, there is no loss no matter what, and you can get a lot of money just by collecting the materials.
A wonderful slaughter.
The bombed corpses of doglegs were strewn across the fields, and their limbs and broken arms were piled up in mountains. The Magic Mountain and its heavy cavalry, as well as the strange-looking servants of fate who were responsible for opening the portal, were given special care, and the flames of explosions around them never stopped for a moment.
The sudden face-to-face battle without air units seemed to the Free Confederate army to be incredibly stupid. They didn't know how many talents the other party had to summon such a large number of servants of destiny. In addition to being thrilling, it was inevitable that there would be a few sarcastic smiles on the corners of their mouths.
, this is simply coming to our door to kill us for nothing, there is such a good thing in the world!
But after they were hit on the head, they gradually began to feel something was wrong. Why didn't these things seem to be indestructible?
In theory, a ship-borne 340mm secondary gun can be used as a main gun on a French battleship. If it falls into the zombie wave, there are many zombies within 50 meters that can get up and put their arms and legs together.
Then the damn crater alone is 30 meters smaller!
There were even some zombies waving and gnawing at the corpses of their companions in the sea of fire from incendiary bombs fired by an unknown fleet of ships that lacked great virtue. It was obvious that the skin and muscles had been burned and turned into charcoal, and the sense of hearing, vision and smell had long been lost.
, but still have clear goals and strong movements!
shit, what kind of devil is this?
The overwhelming corpses on the main island are like waves of violent waves hitting the armed islands and ships in the sky. The zombie tide alone can be piled up in layers to a height of tens of meters. The wave at the top of the zombie tide.
The peak can even use the force to splash to a distance of more than a hundred meters. Unknowingly, from sporadic to dense, almost most of the armed islands and ships were coated with dog legs. Then, they felt what professional demolition was.
The pressure of the team.
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"Raise the height, quickly! Those things are demolishing our ship! Nova 116, your No. 3 engine is about to rot. Damn it, it has been dug through. Those damn zombies are entering your ship through the engine.
Be careful, don’t use engine No. 3, it will cause an explosion..."
boom!
There were a total of 12 super engines, and only one exploded, which didn't seem to be a big deal.
However, the gap exposed after the explosion and the overall loss of control of the ship were fatal. Even if it only lost control for a moment, it raised the altitude again and adjusted the sailing angle. A wave of corpses suddenly jumped up to a height of more than 100 meters, like a huge
The ghost claws grabbed Nova 116, and the intensive artillery fire and explosions only flashed for a few times before they were completely covered and swallowed by the zombie tide. The hull of the ship that had just been raised staggered and was smashed down in an instant.
Amidst the explosions of blood and thunder, the position of the corpse wave where Nova 116 was located was like chewing gum with holes all over its body. It bulged four times in a row with full elasticity, and was compressed back again. It was obvious that the main engine had several other parts.
One of them was exploded, and then the shape of the corpse tide became the rotating ridges and crests like the blades of a blender stirring various ingredients.
From the beginning to the end, more than one-third of the Nova 116's 216-meter-long ship was not exposed to the surface of the corpse tide. In less than a minute, communication with the Free Federation's fleet was completely interrupted.
Looking at the entire battlefield, this kind of situation happens everywhere. At least the ship's hull is an all-metal fuselage. If it is not particularly unlucky, it can always last longer, but the armed air island is not so lucky.
You must know that fighting is a part-time job, and demolition is the real job of the dogleg. It is just soil, rocks and armor, which can be dug through in minutes. This directly causes the subordinates on the armed sky island to have to get close to the walking corpses that fall on the head of the sky island.
Physical combat.
The communication channel of the Free Confederacy was full of noise and curses. Almost more than two-thirds of the first wave of ships and armed air islands that returned to the main island were enjoying this treatment.
The entire main island was also surrounded by these ships and the three floors inside and outside the modified island. The colleagues outside almost had their teeth broken, but they did not dare to use more powerful arts to purify the evil in front of them. They could only use
Miniaturized anti-aircraft guns and other weapons help the people inside to clean up the ships, the zombies on the surface of the island, and the zombie tide below.
They even sent some people to leave the ship's air island to provide support in the form of airborne landings. However, the results were very little. The physical troops sent out did not even make a splash and evaporated directly.
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"What's going on above? Where's the order? Just let us stare at each other here?"
"Damn it, the Horst is hopeless. Let's hold a moment of silence for our comrades on top, get on the main guns and blow it up!"
"How come there are so many? Why are there so many servants of fate?"
This is obviously not all, because there is a figure with a sharp sword that shuttles between various islands and ships, leaping hundreds of meters at every turn, with an incredible speed and agility that simply violates the laws of physics.
Everywhere it went, the ship's main engine would explode or send up black smoke within a few seconds. The Free Confederacy's artillery fire could not touch that guy's shadow at all, and her knife was even fast enough to easily crush the attack.
A huge amount of sniper shells and artillery shells.
Not to mention the army of the Free Confederacy, it is difficult to see such extreme and terrifying examples even on forums. In the minds of normal people, the most common example with the fastest speed and the highest agility value is just the sickle hand.
What's more, not only is this figure's speed astonishing, but its vitality is so powerful that it makes people crazy. Even though the Free Confederacy gathered a large number of manpower and artillery fire to chase, block, and bomb it, she had no intention of being hurt at all. The whole scene was straightforward to describe.
It's aerial dog walking.
"Fake, catch her and use restricted skills!"
"Where's that bullshit ice magician in the bottom cabin? Take her out and bite her!"
"Sir, shit, she's coming in our direction!"
"..."
Boom!
But it was not an explosion that shredded the engine with a sword, but a thick chain of bones that penetrated the ship. Dozens of people staying in the main control cabin stared at the thick chain of bones, so horrified that they could not even speak.
Come out, what kind of servant of fate must this be to be able to smash a layer of protective force field, a layer of protective cover, and countless layers of cabins through the ship with just one slap?
The answer is: Bone Sister.
Bone Girl's hammer and sickle were hung on two ships respectively, and the pale skeletal chains stretched out for thousands of meters like flying kites, swaying with the movements of the ships.
The penetrated parts of the two ships were glowing with fire, and one or two explosions were heard from time to time, but they did not completely lose power. The strength and attack power of Bone Girl were actually not enough to compete with the two ships - until a skeleton
The Bone Demon crawled out from under her skirt and sneakily climbed into the ship along the chain.
The other ship didn't need Bone Girl to worry about at all. There happened to be a small group of thirty or fifty three dogs near her, leading hundreds of dogs to rush into it along the chain.
When Bone Girl took back the chain, one ship exploded into fireworks, while the other ship swung precariously in the air and piled into the group of ships, bumping into each other mindlessly.
Bone Girl doesn't like this kind of opponent who is completely naked and can't eat. Her enthusiasm for the lane is not that high. Her IQ has dropped back to the bottom. She often has to wait until she is attacked by artillery fire before she can slowly remember.
Greet them with chains.
Above her head, there were already older ships that were covered in wounds and leaks, emitting billowing black smoke. The black smoke was not a precursor or consequence of ship fires or explosions, but a billowing cloud of plague.
Perhaps feeling that she was almost done, Bone Girl quietly raised her head to look at the disabled ships, and held up the cos version of the big magic wand with her third hand. The explosions of chain corpse explosions were densely heard in those ships, and the scene of hundreds of ships falling in the sky at the same time was stunning.
Because of the spectacle, those on board the ship probably never dreamed that the corpses of their companions left on the ship would eventually turn into a reminder of their lives.
The situation on the battlefield is both static and changing rapidly. A few minutes ago, the ships and armed air islands on the periphery of the main island were angry and mad because the chaotic situation inside was inconvenient for the release of weapons of mass destruction. A few minutes later, they were too busy to take care of themselves.
Don't forget, Gou Kun has not appeared since he sent Li Cang and others to the main island of the Free Federation. He has simply shrunk in size and gone for a walk. Now, this scary fat man is finally going to start having fun.
Goukun's floating force field has always been based on itself and radiated to the surrounding area. The initial limit distance was about one and a half kilometers. As Goukun's combined size and strength increased, this originally inconspicuous skill
It has grown to incredible proportions.
Wherever the dog Kun passes, all the flying beasts and ships of the Free Confederacy are often swept in the same direction like autumn leaves swept away by the wind. They are piled together to cause a chain of air crashes. Even individual small armed air islands are unable to do so.
Fortunately, Goukun did not target a single island or ship. It always flew around the periphery at an unhurried pace, tearing the surrounding ships and island clusters into pieces, rolling like a tide, and causing explosions.
Flames rose and countless ships perished in the collision.
This fat man is simply a death-level destiny nemesis for the ship. There are only a few situations that can resist the floating force field. Either he can perform miracles with great force and rely on the skills of his own engine and helmsman, or he has an alienated bloodline with a high enough alienation stage.
Living things are either empty islands with complete and autonomous floating rules.
But the ship is not as good as a modified armed air island. The remaining floating rules belonging to the air island are almost gone after barely keeping the ship on track and floating. There is no alienation stage for this thing.
Compared with living alienated creatures, it is extremely clumsy. There are very few operators who can react quickly and make effective evasive actions after Goudan forcibly pulls the hair. Not to mention catching shrimps in such a dense sequence of ships and islands.
Tohide did the operation, and he was considered super lucky if he was not taken away by the pig teammates in a wave.
There is no blessing and blessing, the firepower is insufficient, and I am repeatedly tortured by malicious stuck bugs...
Frustrated!
Wronged!
Mentality exploded!
The collapse came so quickly that the countdown to the capitulation vote in the Free Confederation-dominated Parliament was still in progress, and there was already a bustling scene outside.
At this time, Lao Wang, who was leading the council, glared at the conference hall and roared: "Damn it, these dogs are going to vote! What should I do, Teacher Cang? He looks like he's going to pay for it!"
Li Cang then stopped chatting with Li Lai Si and turned around to glare at Lao Wang inexplicably.
"Why are you still here?"
"Clam?"
Lao Wang was confused by the question. No, you damn well thought that I had voluntarily gone away, right? I was just delaying the two of you to flirt with each other as if there was no one around.
However, Li Cang was already resentful and resentful: "We all know that they are going to vote for you Timi, why are you still selling you Ma Meng?"
"..."
A dark metal giant rising into the sky, shining with electric light and fire.
The giant tore the spire of the pyramid-like building into pieces and smashed it into the tide of corpses a few hundred meters away. Behind him, a pink-haired mouse with wings but completely flightless came out of the spire with an oversized military backpack in its mouth and headed towards him.
Running wildly, Lao Wang casually tucked the electric mouse into his waist, touched a rather handsome three-dog, and then put his backpack into its arms.
"Hold it tight, don't let me break it. Praying for this thing is very expensive..."
After tearing the backpack apart, it contained a large speaker modified by No. 1 Prayer. He carefully pressed the play button that was completely disproportionate to the size of his finger - not only did this big beast have to bring its own BGM, but also Vivald
I have to listen to the DJ version every time.
Start shaking!
It's really different with the background music. Wang's lullaby seems so passionate and refreshing, it seems that all the energy he exerts is a bit overbearing.
As he was shaking, Lao Wang suddenly touched the [Page Hammer] hanging on the eye of his lower back, and pulled it out easily. The thing called the Page Hammer was actually a straight long knife, and was twisted at the old black demon giant at this moment.
Wang's hands were as small and exquisite as nail clippers. This guy was so whimsical that he tried to pull the knife simultaneously during the return process of heaven and earth.
The next second, his hand sank, and the super sword that suddenly grew to fifty or sixty meters long and its terrifying tonnage directly pulled his whole body back to the ground. The dust and gravel splashed around him expanded like a mushroom cloud.
Lao Wang's teeth were almost broken. He danced and danced for a long time before he managed to stand up straight again with the knife half-raised——
"Holding grass? What the hell??"
"It is indeed four million! This money is really well spent!"
"Whakaka, you little bastards, come quickly and eat my ship-cutting knife!"
(Author ps: e=(′o｀*))) The Chinese New Year is really a sustainable, hard-working, hard-working project. It was dragged away early yesterday morning, and I didn’t even have time to save the manuscript and publish it.
He was straightened out as soon as he came out. What a beast he is. My head is still buzzing. Leopard owes you all.)
