Chapter 638: Aerial Lore
Humans are the real devils, in order to spare no effort to destroy the earth and kill their own kind, humans can always use their brains and invent all kinds of ways that you can't imagine to do this.
Artillery was invented in this state, and traditional artillery has been used for more than 1,500 years, using gunpowder to detonate to form compressed air propelled ammunition to kill targets, which is the most effective and cheap means of attack.
Changes in warhead and caliber can have a very different effect, such as a cloudburst bomb developed to maximize the number of people killed, and a depleted uranium armor-piercing shell reinforced to destroy fortifications.
Of course, there have been many jokes, such as a gun that can only fire 10 kilometers, but uses a nuclear warhead that can cause damage within a radius of 100 kilometers, and after firing, the gunner is killed along with the gunner.
But among so many artillery warheads, the most terrifying is the pure tungsten bullet.
This high-density metal warhead can eliminate almost all air corrosion, and then borrow a miniature nuclear explosion as a propulsion power, which can accelerate the warhead to 15 times the speed of sound in 10 kilometers, and when it hits the ground, it is powerful enough to make people understand what the end of the world is.
The so-called Great World Cannon means that the ground that has been bombarded by it will be left with nothing, and the depth of destruction can reach 200 meters below the ground.
Want to rebuild? It would take at least 20 times more efficiency to rebuild than a city after a nuclear bomb.
Such a weapon could easily shred through Loria's defenses and enter the airspace of the city of Sydney.
But Joan of Arc won't let it land......
Standing at the top of the city's tallest building, Joan of Arc aimed her finger at the tungsten bullet as if playing a game. Boom! Boom!
Three lasers flashed, destroying three tungsten bullets in mid-air, while the remaining one, because it was too fast, directly hit the military base east of Sydney City. There was a large number of angels entrenched there, who had once torn apart Hufta's Black Man mech.
This is an outright personal vendetta, the power of a tungsten bullet overturned the entire military base, and those hideous angels were torn apart in the screams, which can be described as a shot into the soul.
"Humans, really ruthless, even took out this weapon that is banned by the whole world, do they remember that there are millions of people of the same kind living in this land?" Even when it was 200 kilometers away, the building beneath Joan of Arc was swaying wildly, as if trembling with fear.
"When they can't set foot in this land, they don't treat these people as their own kind." Kun replied softly, "Joan of Arc, their attack will cause trouble, the lab is shaking now, and the scientists are not good at studying. ”
"Got it, the ground, it won't be swaying soon." After Joan of Arc finished speaking, she hugged her arms tightly and rolled under the skin behind her back, giving birth to 4 sets of floating thrusters.
It was like invisible wings propelling Joan of Arc's human body into the sky.
Above the black clouds, a group of launched aerospace carriers are being reloaded, the almost burned shells are dragged out by a crane, the reddened chambers are quickly cooled by liquid nitrogen, and the second round of firing will not be fired again until 10 minutes later, this time targeting all the administrative agencies in the city center, including the residential area of Loria.
But just as everyone was busy cooling down, Joan of Arc had landed on the deck of the flagship.
Many staff members looked at the girl who landed on the deck in astonishment, wondering if they were stunned by its beauty, or because of fear?
Since taking on a humanoid form, Joan of Arc has bright blond hair in a shawl, always wears a long white dress, and doesn't like to wear shoes.
Joan of Arc has become obsessed with the tactile sensation of touching the ground with her feet, the real coldness, the sensation of stimulating every nerve line.
"I'm sorry guys, I can't continue to let you play with such terrible weapons like this, give you 10 minutes, please evacuate this aerospace carrier quickly, because it is going to be destroyed." As Joan of Arc spoke, the floating thruster behind her automatically converted into a floating laser cannon.
These are like eyeballs floating in the air, bursting out one laser after another, and the missile system and radar system on the aircraft carrier platform are all in tatters.
For a while, the sirens sounded loudly, and everyone began to flee frantically, and the fighters quickly assembled, divided their guns, and rushed to the deck to return fire.
It was like a battlefield in the Middle East, with gunfire coming and going. Joan of Arc walks in a hail of bullets, enjoying the rush of bullets and adrenaline, all of which can only be experienced by a living person.
As for the four Great World Cannons, the bomb supply system had been broken at the first time, and the captain had been asking for reinforcements, and the marines on the battleship were beaten by Joan of Arc and did not dare to get closer.
Joan of Arc is the guardian of the gods, who is qualified to reinforce such a battle?
A rocket fired from the island quickly pierced through the black clouds and exploded in mid-air, landing on the deck like a catapult.
"All unrelated personnel, evacuate quickly." The electronic synthesized sound of the extinction was echoed in the headphones of all the warriors, and everyone quickly retreated, and the deck of the aircraft carrier became a battlefield for the extinction and Joan of Arc.
"Heaven-level demigods? I used to be faster than a rabbit when I saw a guy like you, but now, are you sure you want to show up in front of me? Joan of Arc smiled.
"Joan of Arc, what you are doing now is a grave violation of international law and a crime against humanity." As he spoke, more rockets were fired into the black cloud and exploded, and countless ejected physics weapons flew down on the vast deck.
Meteor Hammer, Double-Edged Battle Axe, Spear, Scythe...... All kinds of cold weapons were inserted on the deck surface. These weapons look as old as medieval artifacts, but the metal bodies are all made of Odin metal, which is extremely sharp.
"Anti-human? It's funny, I must admit that you said this in the past, after all, I am a machine, but now, I am a human being, why should I go against myself? Joan of Arc smiled charmingly.
"No, you're not a human, you're just like me, you're a monster that was created, it's just that I'm a human being, and you're shaped by a monster, and now, if you tie your hands and get caught, I can guarantee that you'll get a fair trial." The destruction of the world gave Joan of Arc a chance.
"Trial? The people who made the earth look like this wrote the laws to judge me, and now they want to judge me, who have never paid for their crimes? Interesting! If you want to arrest me, you have to make sure you leave alive. As Joan of Arc spoke, the skin on her arm burst, and she naturally ejected a war bow, and she casually pulled out a stabbing sword, which could be used as an arrow feather that killed people ten meters away.
"Zhang Lan must be very disappointed when she sees your current appearance." Extinction sighed regretfully, at a certain stage in his life, Annihilation and Joan of Arc in front of him were once comrades-in-arms.
"Please, you can come and kill me, but please don't mention this name in front of me, because, I have a heart now, and it will hurt." Zhendra filled the bowstring and released the arrows casually, the arrow feathers were accelerated to 1 times the speed of sound, and the extinction drew a shield beside him, blocked the arrow feathers, and charged forward, pulling out a battle axe on the way.