The Wakhan Corridor, also known as the Wakhan Pamir, is a valley located between the southern end of the Pamir Plateau and the eastern stretch of the Ghatu Kush Mountains. The corridor is about 300 kilometers long and was once part of the ancient Silk Road and the border between China and Persia.

The terrain here is high and dangerous, with heavy snowy peaks and mountains, and the temperature is below zero all year round, and at this time it is even more windy and snowy, and only one soldier is sticking to the border of the country.

From Lhasa to here, regardless of the terrain and terrain, the straight-line distance is 2,000 kilometers, Rao is an immortal cultivator like Zhang Yang, and it took more than a day to rush all the way over the mountains and mountains.

Standing outside the border line at this time, his divine thoughts unfolded, and he had already captured the position of the Great Heavenly Master, and he was sitting on a snow-capped mountain in the territory of Persia at this moment, less than five kilometers away.

"Hey, what nationality are you?"

Seeing a figure in a long coat walking in the wind and snow, the soldier cheered up and asked loudly.

"Huaguo. Zhang Yang said lightly, "I am on a military mission." ”

As he spoke, he took out his military ID card and handed it over.

The soldier took a look at it, immediately understood, and saluted Zhang Yang and said, "General Zhang! I am also subordinate to the Western Military Region. ”

"Thank you. Zhang Yang nodded, and then asked, "What's your name?"

"Report to General Zhang, my name is Li Chaoyang!" replied the soldier with a look of honor on his face.

"Well, good name!" Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder.

Then he strode across the border monument and entered the Wakhan Corridor, the border of the Persian state.

"Outside the border, it doesn't seem to be any different. ”

Zhang Yang shook his head and chuckled, and was about to go to find the Great Heavenly Master, but suddenly found that the Great Heavenly Master located on the top of the mountain suddenly moved, and it was coming in his direction.

"Oh?"

When he felt this information, Zhang Yang was different, and he couldn't understand what the Great Heavenly Master was trying to do? Could it be that he couldn't get caught in the net?

Soon, a big red robe appeared in the distant wind and snow, separated from Zhang Yang by 500 meters, and the two looked at each other from afar.

"Grandmaster Zhang, you're here after all. ”

The Great Celestial Master coughed twice, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was not facing an enemy, but a friend.

"Is this the grave you chose for yourself?" Zhang Yang looked around at the scenery around him and nodded:

"Nice, spacious enough place. ”

"Yes, this place is really good, not to mention burying the poor monks, even burying Sectmaster Zhang, that's enough. The Great Heavenly Master smiled and said:

"Sect Master Zhang, do you know that since you entered this valley, you have left the land of the Hua Kingdom?"

"How?"

Zhang Yang frowned slightly, and when he felt strange, his face suddenly changed, and he looked up at the western sky.

"Huh, what is General Zhang looking at?"

Li Chaoyang, who was guarding the frontier in the distance, also felt a little inexplicable.

He also looked up at the sky, and his pupils twitched.

In the eyes of this border guard, only a black dot was seen, shot from the edge of the sky at a great distance. The speed was unusually fast, and when I first saw it, it seemed to be dozens of kilometers away, and in the blink of an eye, I came to the sky above the valley.

"It's... Supersonic missiles!"

As a border guard, Li Chaoyang could see at a glance what this black spot was, and it was precisely because of this understanding that his heart fell into the ice cellar.

Immediately afterward, he saw small black dots emerge one after another in the sky, almost dozens of them, approaching the valley at great speed, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and even the logo and missile model could be seen.

“BM-30... The symbol of the Revolutionary Guards of Poland and Persia..."

These dozens of black dots are all supersonic rocket launchers, commonly known as Tornado rocket launchers, which are one of the most powerful airborne missiles in the world, which can destroy a tank or building, with a maximum range of 90 kilometers. And there are dozens of missiles in the sky, enough to cover most of the valley.

Under the cover of such terrifying energy, I am afraid that the whole valley will be baptized, and all life will be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Li Chaoyang's eyes were filled with despair.

"Broken!"

Zhang Yang's expression was indifferent, he stomped his foot lightly, the golden rainbow in his sleeve flashed, broke through the air, and outlined a brilliant golden light in the valley, directly breaking through the distance of several thousand meters, and intercepting the supersonic missile over the valley.

'Boom!'

A supersonic missile was destroyed by Jin Hong, and it exploded in an instant, and the sky-high flames instantly covered a space of hundreds of meters, almost covering the entire mountaintop.

I saw a huge black-red fireball expanding and tumbling in the sky, and the terrifying shock wave spread out in all directions, and even the surrounding snow-capped mountains trembled.

'Boom!'

'Boom!'

'Boom!'

Explosions sounded in the sky one after another, almost exploding into a sea of black clouds and fire, and the first seven rockets had all been intercepted. But the number of opponents is too much, even if seven are intercepted, then twenty or thirty rockets break through the shock wave and the sea of fire, rushing to a kilometer range, and the sharp sound of breaking wind is transmitted in the valley, almost shaking people to death.

"Sword! Break! Nine! Heaven!"

Zhang Yang sacrificed a four-foot magic sword, pointed at the sky, stomped his foot violently, and hit nine giant sword pillars, rushing into the sky, crashing head-on into the rain of rockets.

'Boom!'

The giant pillar of sword slammed into the rocket, and was instantly engulfed by the blast wave, and nine poignant fireballs exploded in the sky, and the violent explosion and shock wave almost destroyed the entire valley.

Even so, ten rockets broke through the sword's resistance and landed on the ground.

'Boom!'

Ten rockets exploded at the same time, bursting into brilliant black and red fireballs, each of which covered a radius of twenty meters, connecting with each other as if forming a string of black pearl bracelets, completely covering the entire Wakhan corridor.

"General Zhang!"

Looking at Zhang Yang's figure being engulfed by the rain of missiles, Li Chaoyang in the distance only felt deeply powerless.

When he looked up at the sky, he suddenly froze.

In his pupils, a long blank space was reflected, and he saw that at an altitude of 10,000 meters, a strategic bombardment plane with a whole white body swept through the clouds, pulled out a white tail mark, and at the same time threw down a heavy air-to-ground strategic missile.

The missile is 16 meters long, 1.35 meters in diameter, and has a throw weight of 16 tons, which is simply larger than an ordinary helicopter.

At the last moment, Li Chaoyang clearly saw the logo of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard Corps on the surface of the missile, as well as the words 'Meteor-III.'.

'Boom!'

The oversized air-to-surface missile fell into the valley and immediately resounded with a sound that destroyed the world.

A poignant mushroom cloud rushed into the sky in an instant, hundreds of meters high, and this beautiful mushroom cloud can be clearly seen hundreds of kilometers away. And the entire Wakhan corridor is covered with a mushroom cloud, as if everything is gone. Even the huge shockwave pushed the mushroom cloud out of the valley, destroying all life within a radius of five hundred meters.

"War... Are you going to get started?"

The last sight Li Chaoyang saw was a huge shock wave roaring like a sandstorm, instantly engulfing him along with the national boundary monument beside him.

The sky is falling apart!

The Meteor-III missile is the latest superweapon developed by Persia to deter the United States, and its power is almost equal to that of miniature nuclear weapons. Carrying 1,200 kilograms of explosives, it is enough to destroy all life within a diameter of 500 meters, and it is claimed to be a terrifying existence that can destroy the Israelite people and even the United States feel restless, and it is also the strongest deterrent force in Persia.

In the past, Persia only claimed that it had completed the final test of the Meteor-III missile, but today, in the Wakhan corridor on the border between China and Poland, the power of this super missile is completely displayed in front of the world!

......

"Is it over?"

At this time, at a very distance away from the mushroom cloud, the Great Celestial Master was looking at this whistling mushroom cloud and breathed a sigh of relief.

And next to the Great Heavenly Master, a military Humvee car was parked, and a man in military uniform was sitting in the car. The man had a majestic appearance and a short beard, and the seal bears the coat of arms of the Persian state, as well as three five-pointed stars.

It is none other than the Cabinet Minister of the Persian State, one of the main leaders of the Revolutionary Guards, His Excellency General Pahlavi!

"First, the BM-30 rocket opened the way, carried out a saturation attack, and finally dropped the Meteor-III type to finish the work. These two strikes are already the strongest conventional firepower on the surface, and further up, only intercontinental missiles and small nuclear weapons can be dropped. ”

Pahlavi said lightly:

"I've paid a lot of price for using so much firepower... This Meteor-III was delivered directly by me from the Helmat missile base in Tehran, and if the president and marshal had known, they would have been relieved. ”

"Your Excellency Pahlavi, from today onwards, you are the benefactor of the reinvention of the poor monks, the poor monks and Tibetan Buddhism, and will serve you. ”

The Great Heavenly Master clasped his hands together and bowed.

This former god Zhenren, the living Buddha of the world, was willing to bow down when facing the cabinet ministers of the Persian State at this time.

This Pahlavi general is the leader of the Revolutionary Guards of the Persian State, and he controls half of the military power of the Persian State, which is indeed not comparable to the Great Heavenly Master.

Whether it is modern society or hidden rivers and lakes, it is the iron law that determines everything by strength, and the weak surrender to the strong.

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