Seeing Anubisas being beaten away, many bosses breathed a sigh of relief.
If it can be solved with conventional weapons, there is no need to use trump cards.
On the Alliance side, Tyrande is thankful that he doesn't have to go up to the Mountain Giant.
On the tribe side, Varok held on to his Gronn.
Even if you know you are going to use it eventually, you can hold on to it for a while.
Putting aside the secret fear on the part of the tribe, on McDonald's side, there were actually some shady players making a noise.
"We want [Gustav]!"
"Caliber is justice!"
"Long live the big banger!"
McDonald's hair is black.
Regardless of the 800mm caliber of this thing, one shot can destroy the world. In actual combat, the [Gustav] cannon is simply a logistical nightmare.
Regardless of how many people are needed for air defense and security in the fantasy world, historically the Germans spent a total of 4,000 people just to serve this cannon.
Although it was actually built according to the parameters, until the end, McDonald did not want to use this thing at all.
The power is great, but the rate of fire is 14 rounds per day!
You read that right, it only takes about two hours.
Even if Chapo's secret room guard can use the [God descends to earth] state to increase his strength, there will be a bunch of people carrying the 7-ton cannon directly into the chamber. After each firing, the work of cleaning the barrel of the cannon will be a torturous task.
In the original version, the barrel was destroyed after 48 rounds. In this life, it was strengthened with thorium, but it only took 64 rounds.
In a word, if it is not used to attack fortresses or blow up bunkers, there is no need for this thing at all.
On the other hand, wouldn’t the MK6 turret with two rounds per minute be great?
If it can be done with 406mm shells, why should I find a logistics officer to torture it?
The new alloy gun barrel strengthened with Thorium can have a lifespan of 500 rounds.
And it can basically meet the needs of heavy fire support on the ground.
Installing an MK6 turret on an armored train is far easier than building a Gustav!
Compared with the 32-meter gun barrel, the difficulty of tossing with the 18-meter gun barrel is at least three-quarters smaller.
Again, keep a hundred million hands against the tribe. This thing was used against the Scourge. The intelligence in this world is not the same. If you consciously block intelligence and take advantage of the intelligence gap, you can still do a lot of things.
For example, when McDonald saw that the MK6 shells were effective, he began to deliberately reduce the firing frequency to one every five minutes. Then he also experimented with the 210mm heavy howitzer.
I found that lowering it to 210mm is not necessarily effective.
After all, the dog-headed Anubisas was born as a stone man of Obsidian, and it is true that he was weakened by the curse of flesh and blood. The muscles of his rock-level body cannot be hit by ordinary cannonballs.
The 210mm armor-piercing bullet can blow out part of the dog's head, but it may not last seconds.
Even if it hits the head with one shot, it will only split the head, but it will not lose the ability to move.
When McDonald raised his hand and pointed to the sky, Gunner Willie immediately understood.
"Boom!"
This super-heavy 305mm howitzer, which is imitated by the Skoda M16, is almost the limit of the army's conventional assembly. If it is more powerful, it will be the Katyusha.
For the purpose mentioned before, McDonald still covered Katyusha and did not release it.
As soon as the 305mm came out, I immediately felt comfortable.
The ground was shaking violently. Although there were still many Anubisus giants drilled out of the "glass cracks" that seemed to be misaligned in space on the beetle wall, these giants were able to blast a building with the terrifying power of the heavy artillery.
Next, I still drank in anger on the spot.
Before the infantry of the coalition actually came on stage, we saw those Kaldorei warriors who appeared to be heroic spirits existing in the gap between time and space. They rushed forward with three-bladed blades and killed the insects that were not completely dead one by one.
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The entire bombardment process lasted for about half an hour. Only the Qiraji and the dogheads who had been killed from the cracks in time and space were completely killed, and no more surreptitious troops came out.
Then it seemed like an hallucination, whether it was the dead insects, the shattered giant Anubisas, or the phantoms of the Kaldorei warriors who had just fought a bloody battle, they all disappeared at the same time.
They turned into flying sand, and soon turned into an earthy yellow glow, converging on the strange-shaped quicksand scepter in the hand of the tool man Darien, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.
"This is..." Darian was a little confused.
"This is the last test for mortals." A voice suddenly appeared in the sky. Everyone turned their heads and discovered that the body of Anachronos, the ancient dragon who was supposed to be in the Cave of Time, was suspended less than 50 meters above him.
place.
At the same time, strangely enough, another shadow of Anachronos in human form was standing not far in front of Darien.
"Test?" Darien asked on behalf of all the soldiers of the Alliance and the Horde.
"Yes! In the last [War of Quicksand], we used magic to forcibly seal it in a forgotten corner of time and space. In order to prevent mortals with evil intentions from touching the Quicksand Scepter and causing trouble, these scepters that only exist in time and space are
The shadows are the last warning to mortals. If they cannot defeat these time and space shadows, they are not qualified to open the quicksand door and enter this cursed fortress."
Got it! The bronze dragon is considered a painstaking effort.
McDonald raised his head and said, "Does Dragon Sleep Temple plan to support us this time?"
Anachronos shook his head: "Our responsibilities are far more arduous than mortals imagine."
The bronze dragon is known as the riddle dragon. McDonald somewhat guessed that the pressure brought by the parallel world and the Burning Legion to this world was far more serious than he thought.
How can there be so many peaceful years? There are just some giant dragons helping mortals carry the burden forward.
"I understand." After McDonald replied loudly, he quietly watched Anachronos flying higher and higher.
"Go! Mortal hero! Now that the armies of the Alliance and the Horde have gathered, go and ring the [Beetle Gong], open the ancient door to Ahn'Qiraj, and reveal the horror of this forgotten ancient war——
"In the sky, the huge announcement of the ancient bronze dragon came.
"Is it scary...?" Darien looked at the mallet in his hand, and then at the big gong on the high platform on the right side of the huge hexagonal door, feeling a little hesitant.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw the Alliance God of War, McDonald, standing on top of the giant command tank.
Darien was a little lost in thought. McDonald was holding his left hand on his hips and his right hand resting on the hilt of the huge artifact sword that was constantly emitting electric light and surrounded by small thunder snakes.
"That gentleman is still as strong, confident and reliable as ever!"
Surrounding McDonald are the heroes of the Alliance who are ready to fight.
A little further away, in the sky are the black dragon troops guarding the Alliance Heroes; on the yellow sand land, are the invincible Trident Legion.
Looking at the farthest horizon, there are more than 300,000 alliance tribesmen.
Darien Seran: "There's nothing to be afraid of."
After saying that, he turned around and sounded the [Beetle Gong] proudly!
