Chapter 905: Gather at the entrance of the village and fight the boss (+1)
Machado himself enjoyed being fucked by the cat, but Li Cang was actually not much better off.
Not only did the sandstorm tornado not dissipate on its own after it escaped Machado's control, but it instead became more violent and out of control. In a very short period of time, its diameter was able to encompass three medium-sized islands, and it was truly piercing the sky and the earth.
All the buildings, people, servants of fate and even the land of the island itself cannot withstand the ravages of this natural disaster. The world is full of people and objects swept up by the tornado, swaying in the wind, bumping, grinding, and molded to flesh and blood.
lake.
Most sky islands have a relatively simple structure. The subordinates have no strength but do not have enough weight and cover to sustain themselves. Except for a few who see something bad, they immediately confine themselves by various means and use skills to escape.
Except for the people, the surface of the three empty islands where the tornado was raging was instantly clear.
Everyone is cursing. Although we are just a temporary team, if you do this, you will definitely have no friends, and you will inevitably have to settle things afterwards.
Out-of-control skills are also skills, which can either degrade themselves or upgrade in power. Macha was lucky and unfortunate to encounter that possibility with a smaller chance.
Under the sandstorm tornado, Li Cang was still imprisoned in the quicksand field and could not escape. The violent wind swept up the yellow sand and the messy large and small items that he did not know what they were and bombarded Li Cang wildly. The dense and fine gravel was like a cloud.
Li Cang was in an extremely miserable state. He was basically a bloody humanoid, with wounds all over his body, and his bones were visible.
Dozens of dog-headed servants of fate and more corpse monsters were not affected by the tornado in any way. Instead, they attacked Li Cang harder and harder.
"It really hurts..." Teacher Cang, whose painting style had become distorted, chewed on his leaky gums and made a sound: "He is really Yin Morton's son..."
Just looking at his appearance, he is far more imprisoned than the corpse monsters summoned by Machado. At least those things don't bleed and can't speak.
Circles of blood suddenly lit up, and [Yin Soleye's Burning] flashed one after another. The quicksand field with a diameter of several hundred square meters and the surrounding monsters were violently blasted away by such a powerful and intensive baptism.
The layer evaporated within a few seconds, revealing a huge pit dozens of meters deep below and the swallowed contents in the pit.
Li Cang reached out to catch the big magic wand and used it as a mountaineering pickaxe. He jumped out of the pit despite the sandstorm and glared at Miss Qiu: "Why are you standing there? Get him back and don't lose it."
Miss Qiu whimpered twice, picked up Machado in her mouth, and ran away with her tail between her legs as if she had been granted amnesty.
The sandstorm tornado lasted for seven or eight minutes before gradually dissipating. The remaining living creatures on the three empty islands were basically less than one-third of the original number. It was not that all the people swept away had died, but Li
Cang really didn't know where they were. If they were lucky, they would land on the surrounding sky islands. If they were unlucky, it was hard to tell. They would either fly freely or fall freely.
Over there, after Lao Wang's round of heaven and earth return, he basically demolished two empty islands with a diameter of about 5 kilometers in the other direction.
Then he stopped fighting, rolled back to his island in a puff of smoke, and ordered the gangsters to move out sixty or seventy "boxes" (containers are also boxes, no one has any objections, right?) to test-fire the new ammunition.
The air island defense system, even the simplest force field activation device whose principle is similar to human body bulletproof patches, has a cost. The larger the area that needs to be defended, the price will naturally increase proportionally. At this time of the war, those air defense means
The pieces that should be piecemeal have already been piecemeal. Lao Wang feels that now is the time to demonstrate the application level of Wang's modern military industry in the air island era.
The stage is very big, so you don’t have to worry about inaccurate shots.
As soon as Li Cang saw the big boxes that Lao Wang moved out, he immediately commanded the Magic Mountain and No. 1 thugs to shrink their formation through the imaginary lake - the colors and markings of the boxes were very familiar to him, and those things were napalm and cluster bombs.
bomb!
All right...
With Lao Wang's level and the craftsmanship of a ±5cm lathe, even if there is a finished product as a sample, it is impossible to make a cluster bomb. Li Cang prefers to call it a homemade Brown shotgun with great sincerity.
It has no guidance and relies entirely on hand aiming. It can be directly installed in an anti-aircraft gun or a smoothbore gun. Each "mother bomb" is equipped with a "bullet" inside according to different specifications.
The most important thing is that this thing is not a conceptual thing at all like the tall cluster bombs that normal people imagine. It relies on the explosive power of the mother bomb itself to be detonated in a delayed or detonated manner and randomly thrown around.
Bullets, not only cannot guarantee the ballistics, but also cannot guarantee whether the bullet will explode or when it will explode.
It is said that it is a shotgun that Teacher Cang respects the craftsman as much as possible. In fact, this thing can be completely understood as bundling countless fragmentation grenades and throwing them into a lit gasoline barrel, or simply a large shotgun.
Yes, that's it.
In order to ensure that the bullet is thrown as effectively as possible and the second explosion is delayed, the bullet body is really made as strong as possible by Lao Wang, and the power and number of fragments are quite reliable.
In short, it's still the same sentence, just do your best and leave the rest to the little coin boy.
This is because of the blessing of the era of prayer, even before the disaster happened, Minke could laugh at Lao Wang's unconstrained imagination.
Hundreds of 180-meter-tall cluster bombs came out in succession. There was no other sound in the entire battlefield. Regardless of the aim or technical content, the hundreds of large mushrooms rising into the sky were so dense that they covered everyone.
The secondary explosion in one inch of space is truly spectacular and beautiful without any compromise.
How unreliable these "bullets" are can be seen just by looking at the density of firepower. It was really after batches of big traps and small circles were exploded. It was obvious that the same batch of bombs came down, and they were delayed for a full 2 minutes, and scattered small mushrooms
Gudu is still popping out. As for how many of them were smashed into the ground but did not explode, I guess we can only consult the Sky Island subordinates who still have the opportunity to clear the mines afterwards.
When Lao Wang saw that the air island protection device was still in effect, he waved his hand, and the second round of napalm bombs followed.
After losing 15 of the Demon Mountain's deadly resistance and being attacked by two rounds of bullets, he had no choice but to retreat in disgrace and curses. The experience of having his face washed by something similar to "napalm" once in his life was enough.
It's tragic, he really didn't have the courage to score twice.
(Note: See Chapter 712 - The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red)
fire!
The hundreds of beacon towers that were not worth mentioning compared to the overall area of these empty islands quickly destroyed everyone's courage. This battle can no longer be fought. It is Huang Gai's pleasure to be beaten unilaterally. Except for Zhou Yu, you see
