Chapter 946 [Fear of insufficient firepower] (3 more)
In the system chat group, the music "only*my*railgun" played by a group of sandbox players was very suitable for the occasion.
This demonic mecha, which was more than ten stories tall, finally met its end. When its chest was suddenly opened, its huge body flew out upside down and turned into a bulldozer on this land that was drained by evil energy.
After doing more than a dozen somersaults in one go, he finally crashed into the center of the [concave] shape of the Dark Temple, knocking out a huge eight-story hole.
Seeing this scene, the muscles on Viren's face twitched, and his heart ached with pain.
He is also very helpless!
There's such a big demon mecha stuck at the gate, even if all the elite Draenei clan came over, they wouldn't be able to kill it.
Draenei Paladin hero Maraad comforted Velen: "Fortunately, only the front door collapsed... It won't be troublesome to go back and rebuild the door."
What else can Viren do? He can only smile bitterly!
This loss is certainly acceptable, but I'm just afraid it won't be more than this!
Here, McDonald smiled: "Master, open the door, it's time for us bad guests to appear."
With a greeting, hundreds of tanks began to assemble in the direction of the main entrance. Each tank was separated by nearly 200 meters. And in the gaps between the tanks, there were hundreds of Zakus.
Different from the previous version, this time Zaku has been slightly adjusted.
First, a giant tower shield was prepared in proportion to his height, and then his weapons were a rocket launcher and an axe.
The experimental Zaku, which is only fifteen meters high, is certainly not as impressive as a magic mecha or a doomsday walker, but to ordinary mortals, a five-story mechanical giant is equally scary.
This is also an experience of the alliance’s technological capabilities.
Sure enough, as soon as they approached the Dark Temple, Illidan's men couldn't stand it any longer.
"Creak!" After the strange sound of gears biting, hundreds of large and small holes were opened on the top of the seemingly ordinary brown dark temple building complex and on the outer wall.
Fel cannons were pushed out along the tracks by Nagas, demon hunters, and even demons.
Almost at the same time that these hidden holes were opened, Alsace pinched his throat and screamed at the adjutant beside him: "Ah! No! There is really an ambush, everyone, retreat!"
The response I got was, of course, a burst of funny laughter.
In normal times, if the commander-in-chief acted like this, everyone would probably be pissed to death. This is a battlefield.
But at this moment, Er Fool was surrounded by his former bodyguards. His former bodyguard captain, Farric, laughed twice, then ran to the communication station and gave the order seriously...
On the battlefield, all T-34s immediately braked suddenly, and the driver quickly shifted into reverse gear, running in reverse at twice the speed of forward.
Taitai Zhagu, on the other hand, held his shield high and retreated steadily.
"Boohoo!" Countless evil energy bombs poured down like meteors and fire showers.
Most of them fought alone, with no results other than raising a column of smoke more than ten meters high and plowing the dead land again.
A small number of those who hit Zaku were no big deal.
As expected, the scene of these strange mechas from the Alliance being attacked in seconds did not appear.
An outrageous scene occurred. A divine radiance suddenly appeared on these Zakus. The white and yellowish soft radiance gathered on the shield's surface, forming a translucent light film that barely blocked the evil energy cannon.
Even though the whole Zaku staggered once it was hit, it almost fell over, but if it could hold on, it could hold on.
"This is..." Velen was shocked. He had never thought that there was a similar divine power in the universe.
Over there, the paladin [Master of Black Kucha] shouted sacred prayers. The effect was similar, but it was subtly different from the holy light.
Using a paladin as a Zaku driver can be said to be the first of its kind.
The effect cannot be said to be ideal, but it is better than nothing.
After an orderly retreat, only five tanks were destroyed, and the three Zakus could not come back.
McDonald looked at the ashen-faced Viren sadly: "I'm sorry, Sir Viren, it seems I can't hold back."
The entire draenei in Velen is in bad shape.
What else could he say?
Either demolish the temple, or fill it with all the draenei. You don't have to ask which choice you choose.
On the surface, the alliance has died down, but in fact, it is waiting for the next wave of [Gustav Cannon] to be loaded.
Nowadays, the loading of this thing has been improved a lot. There is no power beyond mortals on the earth. Everything depends on machinery. Cleaning the barrel, loading the shells, and clearing the site are quite cumbersome procedures.
With the help of the powerful dwarves, the Gustav cannon can now fire once every half an hour.
Half an hour later.
It was a volley of 12 huge cannons that shattered the earth.
At this moment, even the Alliance soldiers five hundred meters away, who were not using noise-canceling headphones, felt like they needed to replace their eardrums.
The loud sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking is naturally matched by the destruction of landslides and ground cracks.
In the front hall on the left and right sides of the Allied soldiers' vision, they knelt down on the spot under the bombardment of huge artillery.
Yes, from the perspective of sight, the original structure of the entire temple was "convex", a bit like a huge tiger standing proudly, looking down at the people.
Now?
Cough! Maybe this is the so-called [tiger landing position]!
It was visually estimated that half of the front hall, which was nearly 20 stories high, collapsed in an instant.
"Ah!" Weilun saw it and was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.
The murderous and heart-wrenching words are yet to come.
McDonald said this: "Sir, Lord Velen, the structure of your temple is not very good! I still recommend you to use the Stratholme Federation's engineering team to ensure that the fortress you build is strong."
Viren came up with a mouthful of old phlegm, nothing bad...cough cough!
C language is impossible C language.
Old Viren was so sophisticated, the pain in his heart only lasted for a second.
As long as people didn't die in vain, it would be fine if the temple was brought back and rebuilt. The key is that the [Holy Land] is restored, and all the Draenei can be appeased.
Veren once again underestimated McDonald's outrageousness.
I thought that after a round of shelling, McDonald's infantry would rush up. Unexpectedly, McDonald's muttered something about "the wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing," and then delegated command to Alsace and went back to the camp to rest.
Already.
Viren asked without giving up.
McDonald asked curiously: "Why should we use human lives to solve a problem that can be solved with artillery shells?"
As a result, I washed the floor for three days and three nights.
After the Gustav is washed, it will be the Karl mortar, and after the Karl is washed, it will be the 155mm howitzer.
Even the barrel of the Gustav cannon was replaced twice before McDonald ordered a ceasefire.
Except for the central area, which was protected like a barrier by a strange evil energy station on the top floor, the two front halls were completely razed and turned into rubble only five stories high.
Seeing this scene, Viren felt like crying without tears.
Yes! Let’s rebuild it completely!
Afterwards, McDonald shook his head: "There's no way! I'm afraid my [Lack of Fire Phobia] can't be cured!"
