"Uncle Huang, is it the strongest monster that fights first?"

The person who was called Uncle Huang by Cao Xinxin, named Huang Daben, was the commander who commanded the superconducting electromagnetic cannon, and his military rank was company commander.

Huang Daben replied: "Yes, start with the strongest!" ”

"Okay, uncle, you see me use the M87 ray (Ultraman's special move) to fight monsters, and I am guaranteed to hit every shot."

Cao Xinxin waved his fist excitedly, and with one hand he manipulated the control stick to adjust the direction of the muzzle aim, but with the other hand pressed the launch button, and the crosshair of this superconducting electromagnetic cannon was aimed at the fifth-level birdman flying seven thousand meters away.

"The distance is 7,563 meters...... Wind speed 4 m/s..... Shot delay 0.11 seconds....."

On the surface, Cao Xinxin manipulated the superconducting electromagnetic cannon as if he was playing a game, but in fact, in the process of shooting, his mind was like a calculator for the gun's aiming radar, constantly flashing all kinds of shooting data, and then calculating it at high speed.

In addition to hardware factors such as the initial velocity of the shot, the lag delay of reaching the current level, and the response time of the equipment, the artillery should also take into account the deviation value of the wind direction, gravity, and even the rotation of the earth...... In the old days, humans could solve this problem with artillery sighting radar and computers, but the birdman's source force shield made the radar useless, and everything had to rely on the "human meat calculator" to correct and control the shooting by itself.

Unlike chemical artillery, which can shoot continuously, due to the current level of technology, superconducting electromagnetic guns can only shoot one metal projectile in one shot, and each shot consumes huge electricity. Due to the large delay time of the shot. Every time you shoot, you have to aim anew, and there is basically no possibility of calibration. Therefore, the requirements for accurate shooters are very high. There is only Lin Feng's father and son, who have extremely strong logical reasoning ability and computing ability. in order to maximize the lethality of this weapon.

Five seconds after capturing and aiming at the target, the superconducting electromagnetic cannon on the building let out a roar, and a tungsten alloy metal projectile accelerated by more than 3,000 m/s was fired from the muzzle.

"Hit!"

Three seconds later, Cao Xinxin's excited shouts sounded on the shooting battery! And the observers on the air defense post on the ground also saw a light yellow birdman, one planted from a high altitude.

Seven seconds later, the superconducting electromagnetic cannon rang out again.

"Second head!"

And the birdmen were planted out of heaven.

"The third head!"

"Fourth!"

......

"Twelve! Ah, the monster is running! Don't run, Thirteen! ....... Fourteen heads..... Fifteen heads..... Sixteen heads..... Seventeen heads..... Eighteen heads. Ah, the kinetic energy is not enough, it didn't come down, it's too far! She ran away! ”

In the Tianhe Room Operations Command Center, Ouyang Hua, who had just closed his eyes for a few minutes and was woken up by the air defense siren, nodded with satisfaction as he listened to Cao Xinxin's immature child's voice from the shooting scene. According to Ouyang Hua's opinion, this time when the birdman approached the city. The anti-aircraft artillery in the city deliberately did not fire all of it, but handed it all over to Cao Xinxin, and the child also handed over a satisfactory answer.

After Lin Feng's careful teaching, Cao Xinxin is now more comfortable with the operation of superconducting electromagnetic guns. His eighteen shots were all hit. Only the last shot was unable to penetrate the opponent's source shield because the target flew too far and the projectile lost too much kinetic energy when flying in the air. Only then did the birdman who was shot escape and ascend to heaven.

The battle of the superconducting electromagnetic cannon against the crowd of birds lasted only one minute before it ended. In the process of the withdrawal of the bird crowd. The anti-aircraft artillery arranged on the periphery only opened a barrage against the bird crowd in the later stage. Shot down and wounded dozens of birdmen who didn't reach level four.

After the battle, the soldiers and staff at the location of the superconducting electromagnetic cannon gathered around Cao Xinxin's body to "encourage" and "praise" him for his actions. Afterwards, Cao Xinxin even got a big cake as a prize. At this time, the military sent personnel to drive to different places where the birdmen fell to collect the corpses of these birdmen who were downed. Most of the birdmen who were hit by Cao Xinxin were directly hit in the torso, and there was an extra hole with a large bowl mouth on their bodies, which was basically killed with one blow, but there were a few lucky people who were just broken hands and feet and limbs, and fell to the ground with serious injuries, and there is a certain possibility that they are still alive after landing. Whether dead or alive, these birdmen must be recycled and disposed of.

"Sister Xiaoping, can I take the cake home and share it with my friends?"

"Absolutely!"

Wang Anping touched his head and said with relief.

Feng Yuxi also walked out at this time, hugged his son, and kissed his face like encouragement. After being cured of her "illness" by Lin Feng the night before, her feelings for her son have recovered a lot now, and Cao Xinxin also feels that her mother is very different from before.

After celebrating for a while, Cao Xinxin suddenly frowned, and asked the biggest official on the side, Huang Daben, the company commander:

"Uncle, was the city digging tunnels last night?"

"I see a newly dug tunnel!"

Cao Xinxin, who was held in his mother's arms, pointed in a certain direction outside the building.

"It's a long, long tunnel, from outside the city to the city, I'll see how long it is..... It's been a long time, and they've been connected until ......"

Cao Xinxin closed his eyes as he spoke, making the appearance of seriously "seeking the enemy", at this time, he used the active perception skills that Lin Feng taught him.

"This tunnel is connected all the way to the underground of the research room where Uncle Fang works! Ah, I see, there's a guy who looks like an earthworm, and a monster that looks like an octopus! They were underground where Uncle Fang worked! ”

Two minutes later, even the command center where Ouyang Hua was located was in an uproar from top to bottom after receiving this fatal information.

"We've been fooled, is this the octopus man's conspiracy? Actually dive so deep by him? How did you not find out until now? ”

The entire command center is now jumping with chickens and dogs, and in order not to alarm the octopus people who have infiltrated the bottom of the scientific research department, the people in the command center are urgently formulating an evacuation plan and response strategy there.

Among the instructions issued by Ouyang Hua, one of them was: "The two goals must be completed." One is the body sample of the octopus man, and the second is the safety of Major Lin! ”

When the outside world was in turmoil, Lin Feng's eyes were closed, and he was still lying in the hyperbaric oxygen chamber and asleep, no matter how chaotic or fluctuating the outside world was, he was not awakened. When Lin Feng was asleep, several instruments were glued to his forehead to monitor his physical condition at this time.

The electroencephalograph connected to it on the side was working frantically at the moment, and the pointer drew a large number of extremely undulating curves on the drawing, and the data showed that Lin Feng's brain was active at the moment.

The author is now writing in double open.,Another World War II military article "Iron Ambition Ship Male Crossing.,It's close to the end of this stage.,It's being updated at the starting point.,Plan to complete the book with two million words.,Readers who like World War II can go over to kill (to be continued.。。 )

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