At the command of the combat commander, a barrage even more exaggerated than before suddenly enveloped the entire battlefield.
The fleets of various African countries all launched their own developed guns with powerful tracking performance, bombing the ground indiscriminately! Guns with extremely high tracking performance can almost kill a crimson desert shark with one shot, and
These monsters faced the attack and had to move to avoid. While they moved to avoid, they also lost the ability to use the Crimson Wave Cannon to fight back. The battlefield suddenly became a fleet unilaterally suppressing the Crimson Desert Demon Shark Army, and
The Crimson Desert Demon Shark had no chance to fight back and was being beaten unilaterally, resulting in heavy casualties!
"That's it." Bedivere looked at the crimson desert shark on the ground that had been almost killed, and showed a satisfied smile.
"Moby Dick's second wave of attacks is coming!" Musketeer Nat, who had been monitoring the battlefield, shouted.
"Roar, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! ------" The mountain-like whale-headed giant once again opened its bloody mouth, and the red light of death was brewing in the bloody mouth!
Facing yesterday's defeat and the approach of the powerful United Fleet, the monster showed no fear at all. Instead, it faced everything with anger and violence. It sprayed out from its open mouth.
Thousands of crimson wave cannons are still the same as before, a "split" wave. Maybe the monster also thinks that there are many enemies in front of it, so the larger the attack range, the better!
And because the monster is astonishingly tall, the split-type crimson wave cannon fired from its mouth spread very early, spreading evenly across the battlefield in a fan shape, with a very wide range of damage! In this way, even if the fleet uses it "
The effect of "mirage system" to disrupt Moby Dick's attack would not be ideal!
Is that really the case? In the face of absolute power, all small means are in vain. Bedivere did not care about the free time of other ships, and had to order his own Dawn to carefully avoid those crimson wave cannons!
"All ships, sprint at maximum combat speed and increase altitude at the same time!" General McWhite ordered again. In view of the fact that the previous crimson wave cannon had a "ricochet" ability, it would bounce back on the ground and hit it twice. The fleet did not pay attention.
This time the fleet took the countermeasure of raising the altitude of the dodging ship, believing that as long as the height is sufficient, it can largely avoid the impact of the "ricochet wave cannon" on the ground! The essence of the crimson wave cannon is high-temperature and high-pressure glass
Although the water (due to some mysterious operation) will bounce up again the moment it hits the ground, it will still move forward in a parabola due to gravity, and it will be difficult for them to reach the fleet in the sky.
A whole wave of split crimson wave cannons passed by. They fell from the sky like living pillars of fire, and then bounced on the ground (on the sea of sand). They jumped several times but barely hit anything. In the end, they were filled with dissatisfaction.
Disappeared. Because this time he was prepared, the fleet's losses were not as heavy as the first time. Bediwell looked at the picture displayed on the screen from a distance, and visually estimated that about five or six small and medium-sized ships were hit and sunk.
Well! Although saying this may be a bit unkind to the battleships that were hit and sank, Bedivere was still very glad that the casualties this time were kept to a minimum!
"Be careful! That guy seems to be making new moves!" Musketeer Nat, who had been closely observing the battle, shouted.
As the fleet approached, Moby Dick also began to fight with all his strength. In addition to releasing more crimson desert sharks from its feet, there were also some pustule-like things emerging from the gray-white whale-headed giant.
, the moment the pustules burst, some hemispherical objects with particularly abstract shapes escaped out! Hundreds of irregular spherical objects as big as human heads could escape from each ruptured pustule. When Moby
After thousands of pustules on Dick's body burst one after another, the spore-like balls instantly covered the entire sky in terrifying numbers!
"What the hell..." Bedivere was about to complain, but a warship in the fleet had already opened fire on those floating gray-white spores. A pure white beam penetrated one of the spores, and it
It exploded instantly, spewing out a dangerous-looking juice with a dark green and weird atmosphere!
"Toxic spores... and they may be super corrosive." Vivian analyzed calmly: "Those things are simply mines. If they surround the fleet, everything will be over.
Whether you blow them up or let them stick to the ship and explode again, they will corrode holes in the fleet ships."
"...I'm going out." Musketeer Nat suddenly stood up from the gunner's seat: "Miss Eve, can you send me directly to the tactical deck?"
"Understood, we are preparing the lift." Eve replied.
Even Captain Bediwell didn't know what the tactical deck was. But the elevator opened from the side of the gunner's seat on the bridge. Nat jumped on it and was lifted to the upper level by the elevator. At this time, Bediwell
Only then did Weir realize that the Dawn's combat module, in addition to the main deck originally used to lift small vehicles, also had a tactical deck on the top of the bridge.
"So," Nat was already standing on the tactical deck at the top of the bridge, hooking his feet on the guardrail in front, while facing Sha Lan from the outside world that was blowing madly. His body was a mechanical structure, but he made
Similar to human beings, the preparation movements are like flexing muscles: "Let's make a big fuss after a long time!"
He took out the two Photon Gatlings he had prepared and placed the incredibly heavy Gatlings on both sides of the guardrail to improve the stability when shooting. The Dawn did not have many armed configurations, so of course he could only do it himself.
Weapons were ready. Nat set up four portable turrets behind him, and dragged some connecting wires from the back of his metal frame to connect them to the turrets. Those ferocious-looking heavy Gatling turrets were set up
They were firmly attached to the floor, but their muzzles could rotate 360 degrees without any blind angle. It seemed that the aiming of the turret was also controlled by Nat. When he was prepared in this way, he could have
The tactical deck, which was used for five or six people to stand on and watch the scenery, was so crowded that it could hardly accommodate any other people.
"Fire." Nat said without emotion. The photon Gatling in his hands began to rotate crazily, and the Gatling barrels of the four turrets also began to rotate crazily. Just like the spores falling all over the sky, the rain of bullets also
It was spilled out without mercy, and instantly blended with the artillery fire of the combined fleet!
Bedivere could see that the difference between Nat's firepower and the fleet's artillery fire was that they were extremely accurate. Almost every shot was aimed at and accurately hit the acid spores in the air until they exploded. Moreover,
Nat was very confident in his aim. The photon Gatling made a circle and sprayed out about ten glow bombs. Then he would immediately change the target and shoot another spore. He would never waste time on the same spore.
Lots of ammunition and time. Two Gatlings and four turrets were firing at the same time. In fact, more than six acid spores were defeated in each attack, and Nat seemed to be able to issue several commands in one second.
, the shooting never stopped! The barrages fired by those in the United Fleet who lacked accuracy are simply incomparable to Nat's shooting!
This is the power of V.E.G.A.S. (Visual Enhancemen Generic Aiming System) ------ Visual Enhancemen Generic Aiming System. When fighting alone, Bediwell couldn't feel it, but when Nat used Vis
When the Gas system is engaged in group battles, the powerful aiming ability of this system is immediately revealed, and its efficiency in clearing out miscellaneous soldiers is simply astonishing!
The Dawn's tactical deck area is limited and cannot place many turrets. The true power of the Vegas system may not have been exerted. I wonder how many turrets Nat can control at the same time for shooting? If this guy's system is connected
If we go to a battleship and let all the turrets on the battleship be commanded by the Vegas system, will it be incredibly powerful...?!
"What are you thinking about?" Nat fired continuously while still complaining: "Don't just watch me kill the enemy, you also do your part?!"
"...The Dawn has twenty seconds to reach the *'s effective range." Vivian added, bringing Bedivere's unrestrained thoughts back to reality.
"Captain Bedivere, don't forget the agreement between us." In the Birgod ahead of the Dawn, a message came from Captain Yake.
"Understood." The werewolf youth replied: "We will use Luna Steel* to make a wound on the monster first. After its core is exposed, it will be your turn to take action."
"Then," the Piggott has increased its propulsion and kept moving forward, braving the artillery fire of the desert shark army on the ground, to clear the way for the Dawn: "Let's start taking action!"
At this moment, all the ships of the combined fleet are boiling. Beam cannons, photon blasts, and various attack methods are emerging in endlessly. The barrage has occupied the entire natural enemy. Explosions are heard from all directions. It is almost impossible to tell whether it is a friendly force or an enemy force.
The sound of being defeated. Watching the Petergo rush forward desperately, the Dawn also followed closely, and Bedivere has been patiently waiting for the moment that must come------
"To enter the effective range, now!"
"Get ready to transmit the beam. Luna Steel*, launch!!" The werewolf youth shouted with great momentum.
A golden light guided the battlefield, which was particularly eye-catching in this originally chaotic battlefield. With a whoosh, the small Luna Steel gun followed the guidance of the teleportation beam and flew out. It did not fly out straight, but around an extremely complex arc.
The line twisted left and right to avoid the densest part of the acid spores in the air, and shot towards one of Moby Dick's legs!
"Legs?" Bedivere couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, legs." This seemed to be the optimal solution after a lot of complicated calculations. Vivian said confidently: "Moby Dick's body shape has undergone huge changes. Now we have to give priority to the tracker in his body."
Parts that cannot be covered."
"And breaking the legs can effectively limit its ability to move." Palamedes also said.
Snap! Under the guidance of the teleportation beam, * coquettishly bypassed thousands of spores and accurately hit the right leg of the whale-headed giant Moby Dick!
Boom!!------
It is indeed a military gun specially made by Great Britain. The explosion was more violent than yesterday's "homemade" gun. Moreover, the head of the gun is a harpoon head made of Luna Steel, which has amazing penetrating power. The gun is deeply embedded in Mo.
Bidik's right leg was then accurately detonated from inside its flesh, causing injuries that were much more serious than those scratches on the flesh!
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh um------!" I don't know if it's an illusion or it's true. Bediwell seemed to be able to hear the grey-white whale-headed giant's scream. It lost its balance and fell to its knees! (Unfinished)