Wang Lang inspected the Black Wing Battalion, and this time he had a premonition that the night would not be easy, so he had made preparations in advance. The soldiers of the Black Wing Battalion wore night vision goggles on their heads, and their eyes looked coldly ahead.

LIANG JUN WALKED QUICKLY TO WANG LANG'S SIDE, LOOKED AT THE TWIN-MOUNTED 14.8MM CANNON ON THE POSITION, AND SAID, "WANG LANG, DO YOU SAY THIS THING IS REALLY STRONGER THAN A BALLISTA?" ”

"Wait a minute, you'll know." Wang Lang smiled, the power of these weapons is definitely not weak, and in the dark with night vision goggles, it will definitely play a big role.

Liang Jun smiled and said, "Wang Lang, all the brothers in the camp have given their lives to you this time, and we are all waiting for your performance of this new weapon." ”

Wang Lang walked to a machine gun, this pitch-black iron guy, exuding a violent beauty all over.

This time, Wang Lang installed more than 500 twin-mounted cannons around the position, and this kind of cannon with a rate of fire of 1,400 rounds per minute did not know if it could break the protection of the virtual realm.

"Wang Lang, you are here." The Black Cangyun of the Broken Army came together, and this time there were no elders in the nasty Little Heaven Realm behind them.

Cangyun was the first thing he cared about was those cannons, although he didn't know what they were used for, but by feeling, he knew that these things were unusual.

Stretching out his hand to caress the cold body of the machine gun, Cangyun looked at Wang Lang and said with a smile, "Wang Lang, you also introduce us to this treasure, how to use it." ”

"General, wait a minute, these things will definitely be used tonight."

When the moon passed in the west, Wang Lang looked down at the watch on his wrist, it was already past twelve o'clock, and it was estimated that the army of the underworld was coming to sneak attack.

Zi Nan didn't let him wait long, and half an hour later, tens of thousands of underworld masters quietly lurked around the position, and in the night, the guards in the army did not notice.

The Blackwing Battalion, armed with night-vision goggles, had long observed that the underworld army lurking around was just waiting to pull the trigger of the cannon.

In this quiet night, the roar of the machine guns was so harsh, and tens of thousands of troops woke up from their sleep, shocked to find that the camp was surrounded by the underworld.

Hundreds of twin cannons spewed out bursts of flames, and the underworld warriors who rushed up, whether it was the swift Shadow Clan or the zombies with amazing defensive power, were reduced to pieces under the rain of shells from this cannon. Even the incomparably powerful Yaksha would have exploded in all its parts as soon as a bullet passed.

In Wang Lang's mind, the prompt kept ringing, but he didn't bother to check it.

At this time, his probing eyes were fully opened, and he looked around vigilantly, this double-mounted machine cannon was indeed very powerful, and the underworld powerhouses of the God Realm were like paper paste in front of it.

Time passed quickly, and it was very slow, and as soon as ten minutes passed, the sneak attack of the underworld army was unwilling to retreat, and they had no way to break through the rain of bullets.

Standing in the distance, staring at Wang Lang in front of the battlefield with his eyes, he recognized Wang Lang, the Terran who had been captured by him at the beginning. He couldn't understand why none of the thirteen Heavenly Realm powerhouses had escaped, and how could this Void Realm human race appear in the opposite position unharmed.

Zi Nan is a genius, genius is always proud and cautious, he didn't understand how Wang Lang escaped, decided not to act rashly, after recalling the sneak army, he made a decision, wait, wait for the follow-up army to arrive.

The total number of underworld coalition forces this time exceeded 40 million, and there were nearly 20 million of them along the way, and the one led by Zi Nan was only a million forwards.

The underworld lacks almost everything, the only thing that is not lacking is cannon fodder, not to mention tens of millions, even if it is expanded thousands of times, for the vast underworld, it is just a drizzle.

This night, for Pojun and Cangyun, is destined to be a sleepless night, and the two of them are the commanders of these tens of thousands of troops. Don't look at the weapons provided by Wang Lang, but compared to the terrifying number of the underworld army, it is really nothing.

Wang Lang did not have the high consciousness of the two leaders, and fell asleep in front of the position of the Black Wing Battalion when he was sleepy.

The other two officers of the Black Wing Battalion were incoherent with excitement, and they wanted to discuss this powerful weapon with Wang Lang, but unfortunately Wang Lang had already entered the dream.

When dawn came, Wang Lang woke up in a strong uneasiness, and he saw the overwhelming and boundless army of the underworld on the opposite side.

At this time, he did not know that the command of the army of the underworld had been transferred from the hands of his acquaintance Zi Nan to the hands of another powerful man.

"Everyone, get up for me." Wang Lang shouted.

Liang Jun woke up from his sleep in a panic, and looked at the overwhelming army on the opposite side in a daze.

"Wang Lang, am I dreaming?" Liang Jun gave himself a big mouth, and he was already in pain, and asked with a grin.

"Get the brothers ready, and I'll come when I go." After that, Wang Lang went to the heavy artillery position.

The more than 200 temporary gunners did not see the form in front clearly because they were at the rear of the position, and when they saw Wang Lang rushing over, their faces were full of questions.

Wang Lang didn't have time to explain to them, so he bought another thirty-six heavy guns.

"Brothers, wait a minute, there is a bad battle, Wang Lang, please everyone." Wang Lang bowed deeply to the two hundred improvised gunners.

Regardless of consumption, Wang Lang opened all four battle flags, and plundered four hundred points per minute.

At this time, this position, whether it is Cangyun's subordinates or Po Jun's subordinates, all of them have joined the Apocalypse, and they can enjoy the buff of Wang Lang's four battle flags.

The exception was a few elders from the Little Heaven Realm.

Not enough, far from enough, Wang Lang knew that with the terrifying number of people on the opposite side, with the tactics of the sea of people, it was easy to pile him to death.

Nuclear bombs really can't afford to play, missiles are not available at the moment, giant heavy artillery, the weight of that shell is impossible for ordinary people to load.

Ordinary people can't do it, but those Void Realm elders must have no problem, their strength has reached more than 100,000 points, and a shell from a naval gun is definitely not a problem. Wang Lang patted his head and immediately rushed to the big tent of the broken army, wanting these Zhang Lai to help, but only the broken army could coordinate.

"Wang Lang, I heard you right, you want those elders to give you a hand." Po Jun looked at him, his eyes full of questions and puzzles.

"Master Hou, the current situation is very critical, ordinary elites can't play with that kind of heavy artillery at all, and they can only work hard for the elders."

Po Jun was still a little hesitant, the reason was very simple, he didn't have a good relationship with these elders, and these elders were all firmly on the side of the royal family, and there was a conflict with his philosophy.

"Master Hou, don't think about it too much, if this wave can't survive, everyone has to finish playing." Wang Lang looked at the hesitant broken army, and said anxiously, "This time they don't make a contribution, we are finished, I don't believe they can resist the army of the underworld." ’