The W90 self-propelled howitzer is a heavy weapon born at an untimely time, if it was born ten years earlier, it will definitely become the main equipment of the Chinese artillery, if it was born twenty years earlier, it will be a heavy weapon in the army that shocks the enemy, if it was born fifty years earlier, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the god of war. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is a pity that this powerful heavy equipment was developed and outdated, because the model of world war was changed. Attacks were launched from the air, precision-guided weapons began to become popular, and electronic technology developed rapidly. The god of war is lonely.

Zhou Qingfeng did transport the W90 self-propelled howitzer disguised as cargo after the cargo ship entered Japanese waters. When the body of a car with a thick barrel and weighing more than a dozen tons appeared in the wilderness of the wasteland, a rough and hideous killing aura arose, and the god of war seemed to come to life.

After six years of development in the real world, the W90 has condensed the hard work and sweat of countless military personnel, and is the only large-caliber heavy howitzer in China. But after a series of tests, it could only be sent to the military museum to withstand the wind and sun, and it was of no use at all.

And now, the W90, which was once highly anticipated, has finally found a world where it can show its talents. The air force in the wasteland is basically finished, and even if it is redeveloped in the future, it will only regress the technological level by several decades without a large number of supporting facilities.

It's like giving you the CPU of the i7, but all the accessories are completely destroyed, and you can only dig out the motherboard of 286 from the garbage heap. You should be glad that you haven't completely returned to the era of 8086. 286 has entered the PC era, 8086, that is the era of industrial computers.

A sharp regression in air power, heavy artillery naturally came to life. Zhou Qingfeng happily drove the body of the W90 in the direction of Merida City, put down the huge cannon hoe to stabilize the hull, and then loaded the grenade warhead and No. 1 cartridge into the gun chamber.

Then ......, there was a problem!

To open fire, you need to solve two basic problems, first of all, you need to know where you are, and secondly, you need to know where the target is. To put it bluntly, you have to know the precise position and distance of the target relative to yourself, and if you don't know this parameter, firing a cannon is also a blind fight.

But now, Zhou Qingfeng can only estimate that he is about five kilometers away from Merida City, but where is the location, he is blind. This problem was originally solved by 'dog meat', because 'dog meat' has a laser gyroscope on it.

The laser gyroscope can provide positioning information with considerable accuracy when losing GPS satellites, and it can move more than 1,000 kilometers with an error of 100 meters. This is why Zhou Qingfeng called 'dog meat' back - without 'dog meat', he doesn't even know where he is?

But the 'dog meat' hasn't come yet, and it hasn't even entered the ten kilometers range of Zhou Qingfeng, which is the maximum distance between the arm band computer and it.

So what to do......, stupid wait?

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the time, it was now thirty-five minutes since he escaped from the bedroom of the Governor's Palace. Although it was still some time before the hour Gesar had agreed with him, he didn't think that the bastard with no lower limit would really have an hour of patience, and half an hour was already the limit.

Thinking about his eighteen little maids who are like flowers, although the relationship between the two parties is also average, Zhou Qingfeng feels that he has the responsibility to save the beautiful girl in this world. After all, women are now weak, a scarce resource, and must be protected.

You think I'm right! This is political correctness, okay? So Zhou Qingfeng decided to try a tentative shot, so it was a hot cannon!

Estimate, estimate, probably, maybe, maybe, like, maybe, Zhou Qingfeng finally raised the barrel of the cannon high, imagining that he was probably aiming at the square in the center of Mérida. It's about two kilometers away from the Governor's Palace, so it shouldn't be too far away, right?

Zhou Qingfeng probably thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth and pressed the shelling button. Hearing only a bang, the originally quiet wilderness thundered, the ground shook, the muzzle of the cannon burst into flames more than ten meters high, and the whole world seemed to tremble. He put on his headphones and opened his mouth, but he was still frightened by the earthquake!

The W90 has a 203mm barrel, which is really much stronger than the 130mm M46, and the two are not comparable at all. The twenty-three-liter super-large medicine room is really too perverted, and there is human humanity!

But waiting for the muzzle smoke to dissipate a little, Zhou Qingfeng looked at the sky suspiciously. A close-range shot can only shoot a high trajectory, and the projectile will fly in the air for a while, but the question is where will this shell fall? He could only pray secretly, but please don't fly around, just hit a little flowers and plants!

At this moment in the Governor's Palace, Gesar knocked heavily on the door of Zhou Qingfeng's bedroom, and could vaguely hear bursts of girls' screams coming from behind the door. He hurriedly smiled and asked his subordinates behind him, "Did you hear that?" It was as if the little pathies were screaming, and I guess they were scared to death. ”

A bunch of mercenaries are making noise, they are squirting blood with knives, making countless deaths, and now they enjoy the horrors they spread even more. The crying, pleading, and screaming of the weak are part of their lives.

"And the Governor, who may be shivering under the covers, praying for God to save him." One of the mercenaries deliberately imitated a trembling posture, which caused a burst of laughter.

"I like your joke, let's verify it." Gesar couldn't stop laughing, and when he pushed the door, he naturally couldn't open it, and then he drew his gun and slammed two bullets at the door lock.

The brass lock was knocked off, revealing holes, and the panicked screams could be heard from the bedroom more clearly. Gesar laughed again, "I guess they're looking for a place to hide, and I love the game." I'm going to them wherever I find them. ”

The mercenaries who stayed outside the door all gathered around, smiling lewdly one by one, thinking about how to have a good time later. And Gesar pushed the door again, and the door couldn't be pushed after half a while, "These little don't grow in, and a wardrobe can't stop us." ”

Gesar beckoned, and a mercenary with a shotgun stepped forward with a sinister smile and fired three shots at the door. After the muffled sound of gunshots, a large hole was smashed open in the thick wooden door, and Gesar kicked it with his foot, breaking the door completely.

The room was already filled with screams and weeping, eighteen little maids were shuddering and huddled together, and the leader, a slightly older girl, was holding a revolver in her hand.

But the revolver was not pointing at Gesar, the tearful girl pointed a gun at her head, shook her head stubbornly and said: "I won't let you bastards touch me, I'd rather die than let you torture." ”

Following Gesar, a bunch of mercenaries with guns and loaded ammunition walked in one after another, and seeing the extremely weak resistance of the girls, someone whistled and laughed: "It's okay if you're dead, we can play with corpses." ”

Hahaha...... laughter came from hell, and Gesar and his gang were as terrible as demons. They staggered forward, feeling that a big meal was just around the corner.

As the leader, Gesar asked mockingly, "Where is Your Excellency our Governor?" Won't he come and greet us guests? ”

As soon as these words were spoken, the 'greeting' of His Excellency the Governor really came!

An explosion sounded outside the window, and the whole earth shook, the window burst in an instant, the curtains were torn into rags and flew wildly, and the floor bounced unsteadily. All the mercenaries immediately lay down and buried their heads in horror.

Heaven and earth change color, the sun and the moon have no light, this is the end of the apocalypse, the disaster of the disaster, the floating soil on the ground is bursting into the sky, and tens of thousands of fragments are flying horizontally. No one is still standing, and within the blast radius, all living beings must maintain a minimum of respect for this human-made high-powered cannonball.

The heroes bowed their heads, the women and children broke their courage, and there was no match for them. This is too powerful, too powerful, this is an extremely violent explosion, this is the pride of the thick pipe, this is the roar of the god of war!

This cannonball that fell from the sky ...... blew up Zhou Qingfeng's own home! (To be continued.) )