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Chapter 702: 50 shots per shot

Li Cang is not used to such a "humanized" heavy atmosphere. He thinks it is unnecessary. There will be no undead in the end of the world, although the death scenes in one base and one island chain are somewhat brutal...

But wasn’t that the case in the Dongjun Islands back then? Counting the inside and outside of that island chain, the number of people alive in the end was probably no more than one-third anyway. 1

"Pack up the corpses and fill up this week's annexation quota." Li Cang said casually, "Radar may not be accurate, Lao Wang, please take your time!"

"I know, I know! You are still gossiping about my wife, I am a professional..." Lao Wang raised the telescope in his hand, fully demonstrating his determination and perseverance to be on call at any time and not to lose focus, "There are too many corpses here.

, which can break such a large Black Mist Island chain into pieces, unless Teacher Cang 3.0 appears, it can only be a large base with a population that explodes. If it happens at the same time as Wang Shifei and the Birdman, it probably means 83

The base successfully withstood the first wave of attacks, and even still has some energy left. Why are you crying and mourning? This is obviously a good thing!"

Ning Shengcai and others only reacted after being reminded by Lao Wang intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes, yes, yes, care leads to chaos. Wang Shifei's shameless sneak attacks all started with monsters and internal traitors, and then he summoned the inner and outer cooperation of Black Mist Island!"

"So it's possible that Base 83 got through?"

"Don't be too optimistic. If nothing happens, there should at least be news from Base 83!"

"Maybe it's just that the communication channels are restricted?"

"Well..."

The gate of the mill has not been opened, but the Yin music on the island has been ringing, and the production progress has not stopped. Li Cang has prepared a large number of magic mountains and dog legs to deal with emergencies at any time. Tragedies cannot repeat themselves again and again. Ang, Cang

The teacher doesn’t want to lose face?

For four consecutive days, everything was normal on the track, and it was as quiet as a dead zone.

The time came to September 11, 2027. After inspecting the empty island and the insect nest as usual, Lao Wang carried a deck chair to the rock wall at the top of the stilted building, and together with Tai Xiaoyi, observed the surroundings through the sniper scope and telescope.

"Hold the grass, there is someone, there is someone!" Lao Wang waved the telescope and said in an excited tone, "Teacher Cang, Dalei Zi, I think this should be a job -"

Before Lao Wang's voice even hit the ground, a shell that could be seen clearly with the naked eye but was still a delusion to avoid exploded right between him and Xiao Xiaozheng.

Boom~

The sound is a bit deep and muffled.

"Save people! Save people quickly!" Ning Shengcai's eyes were split open, "Zhoucao, what are they aiming at? Yangshou, can they hit this? Where's the medical treatment? Damn you! Hurry up!"

Compared to the chaotic base people, Teacher Cang and Li Leisi seemed so out of place in this suddenly busy island.

"Look at the water splash...oh, the sparkle should be 50 shots?"

"Is it the kind of mortar we've seen before? The one that sounds like a can opener?"

"Um..."

In about three to five seconds, Lao Wang crawled out of the pit with a lawsuit on his forehead, jumped to his feet energetically and cursed: "I'm sorry for you! Young people don't have any fucking ethics! They used mortars to sneak attack on me.

An old comrade in his twenties! Brothers, let me renew him!"

Li Cang laughed mercilessly: "It's more than ten kilometers, and it takes more than an hour to run across the island!"

"Extended range bomb..." Lao Wang jumped around for a while but felt bored. He asked the young lady for a while, "Teacher Cang, you are really a spoiler. Why don't you let Big Kunkun take me there for a spin?"

"Come on!" Li Leisi said: "I can run away, but the monk can't run away from the temple. Do you see clearly what he is wearing?"

"No... I just saw figures flashing and flashes of fire..."

In just ten minutes' journey, the two conspicuous empty islands of Li Cang Laowang were bombarded more than a hundred times. The debris around them seemed to be full of people hidden everywhere, but in fact there was not even a single person.

Feng, the Viet Cong flavor is very strong.

"The radar is malfunctioning. There is no sign of a contract. It just doesn't work."

"The last time I was attacked by such a classic thing was the last time," Lao Wang looked unhappy. "Who the hell dares to tell me that the 83 base fell due to thermal weapons, and I ran away. Can we save it?"

What’s the point?”

Ning Shengcai and others worked in vain for a long time, their faces were contorted when they wanted to speak, and some of them were a little aggrieved.

"What's wrong with hot weapons? Hot weapons are still powerful!"

"That's right, who doesn't tremble when seeing the meteor cannon?"

"Shh, don't..."

The anger turned into overwhelming embarrassment in the blink of an eye. You must know that the master in front of them had created a 45-kilometer radius Lu Chenshu to intimidate the top arms dealers in the entire base a few days ago. You mention this in front of him?

Don't you want to humiliate yourself?

In fact, the two sides cannot generalize. The base's pursuit of reasonable consumption has fully blossomed. The main audience faces all standing military forces and even private armed forces. Lao Wang is different. The atmosphere here on Kongdao is to dig into the bones when you are stingy, and when you consume wildly, you can

Scaring people to death!

Lao Wang also did not mean to show off the Lu Chenshu that many people in the base were talking about. Compared with the Destiny Coins that were spent to allow the base to arm a platoon with any kind of standing thermal weapon, the power of Lu Shenshu was really lackluster.

...

To use an inappropriate metaphor, if you take out a ballistic missile and compare it with a rifled gun in a serious manner, what meaning does it mean? By definition, these two things are neither the same thing nor aimed at the same thing.

Something!

I have to admit that as a craftsman, Master Wang still deserves to have some dignity. Those are all made bit by bit on a ±5 cm lathe!

Li Cang wiped the black ash from his face, feeling very unhappy:

"The only advantage of thermal weapons is that they can be released..."

Who dares to stab him with a cold weapon? He will break his bones even though he is timid. How can Teacher Cang tolerate this?!

"The artillery fire is getting more and more intense," Lao Wang still wanted to drink the love-relieving herbal tea prepared by the young lady in advance, "If nothing else, I am full of curiosity. Can you guess where Base 83 is now?

How good is it?"

"I can't guess. I can't even guess whether there is a 50mm cannon hidden under which fragment. How about you ask me to guess the base??"

"hhhc..."

What a hell joke that you learn now and sell now!

This, or these guys who are dedicated to harassing them with small calibers are really tireless and persistent, and at least they have prayer-level transfer, evasion and stealth skills.

It's quite embarrassing to say that Li Cang and the others haven't even touched a corner of someone's clothes, and they don't know whether the other person is just one person or a group of people. It feels like a naughty kid is hiding and using you to practice.

Just like a slingshot, it is not very harmful but extremely insulting.


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