There is a good saying, "brine points tofu, one thing drops one thing," for a group of picket venerables, the giant tank in front of them is simply a super monster, of course, let a group of bald monks engage in anti-tank warfare, whether ancient or modern, it is really a bit of nonsense. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, for Lao Song, who knocked out many iron turtles in a small country in the northeast, it was just a waste, especially when he saw the tank rumbling, there was no intention of pausing, and naturally he didn't know how to put two cannons to suppress it with firepower. The old man couldn't help but shake his head again and again, these idiot immortals, the land weapons in the world, can only be used in their hands.

"I don't know if it's a real guy, or if it's a magic power transfiguration or a ...... made with magic weapons" Looking at the rumbling tank, Uncle Song muttered, and his mind drifted to no wonder.

At this time, the monk Yuantong, who was already standing side by side with them, mistakenly thought that he was asking him, and hurriedly replied: "This is ...... I don't know very well, but this thing is invulnerable, water and fire, and it is really difficult to ...... the enemy."

"If it's a real guy, it's just invulnerable, and if it's not immersed, it's not possible......" frowned and looked at the big tank on the opposite side that was still advancing, Uncle Song sneered and said to Ren Song: "It doesn't matter if he's true or not, try to him first!" Xiao Ren, do you know how to fight tanks? ”

"To know is to know, but ...... Uncle Song, we don't have a bazooka, we don't have an explosives bag, at most a few pistols, even if we spank, we can't beat it! "I've watched a lot of war movies, and I've seen a lot of infantry anti-tank methods on the Internet, it seems that they can't do without bazookas, so I can't help it, so I take an explosive bag and throw it under the chassis, but Ren Song doesn't have these two things.

Shaking his head with a smile, Song Lao smiled: "This baby, don't you know how to make grenades!" The weight increases, blow up its tracks first, and if you can't run, let's talk about anything else! ”

"Ahh Is that okay too? ”

"Of course, you didn't see this fool drive a tank, not even a gun, I guess even if it rushes to the front, it won't put a machine gun, it will run back and forth, just put a grenade." Uncle Song stared at the iron guy who was rumbling on the opposite side with a smile, and said to Ren Song casually: "Let's try it first to see if it's a real guy, if it's a magic weapon, we have to find another way." ”

"Grenade ......" remembered what he was doing and playing, Ren Song's head was big for a while, and the ...... It really doesn't have to be effective, in the words of Zhang's cousin, it's purely empty...... Glancing at Uncle Song, the cowardly said with a little weakness: "That play...... It doesn't seem to work! ”

"!" Lao Song glared at him and said, "I haven't tried it, how do you know it's useless, you have to believe in yourself!" There are some things that you think will work, but if you always think you can't do it, then you must ......"

"Okay, okay, I'll try!" After being reprimanded by Uncle Song, Ren Song, who had a headache, had to stretch out his palm, and the dark demonic qi began to gather in his palm......

Sure enough, as Lao Song said, the tank neither fired nor released the gun, and it really drove towards Ren Song and them stupidly, with a menacing appearance, it seemed that he was going to crush them and others under the track.

Although he knew that this was a dumb man who could only run blindly, Uncle Song still ordered the monks and nuns gathered together to disperse, lest this guy have a convulsion halfway and a shot, and his own side will be served in a pot. At this time, the Venerable Ones could no longer hold their breath. One by one, the golden light on their bodies shone brightly, and they protected themselves tightly, as well as all kinds of magic weapons such as rosaries, wooden fish, and copper bowls, and kept smashing them into the big iron lump not far away, but they were all rebounded back.

At this time, twenty or thirty meters away from the front of the tank, Lao Song, Xingtian, and Ren Song were still standing together. Xingtian, who was carrying a plate axe, kept asking at this time: "Are you doing a good job?" Okay, no? It's coming! On the contrary, Uncle Song was unusually calm, squinting at the iron guy, as if he didn't care at all.

"Alright!" Waiting for the tank to be less than ten meters in front of him, Ren Song finally completed an oversized "magic grenade" and was about to show off when he was slapped on the back of the head by Lao Song, but he heard the old man shouting: "Hurry up and throw it!" ”

"Boom!" There was a deafening loud noise, Ren Song, who was standing unsteadily, was pulled by Uncle Song, the distance was too close, when the grenade thrown by the coward exploded, the shock wave generated almost overturned him, but Uncle Song and Xingtian had nothing to do, standing in place like no one, which made this coward feel strange.

However, this cowardice is more disappointed and panicked at this time, although the grenade thrown is not small at all, it seems to be quite powerful, but it has no effect, the tank on the opposite side is not damaged at this time, but for some reason it stopped in place and no longer moved, could it be that his grenade is really effective? Then why is the tank intact?

"Huh!?" Ren Song, who didn't expect his grenade to be so powerful, was surprised, this ...... That's weird, isn't it? The demonic grenade I made by myself has no shrapnel and nothing, and it can't be effective against the iron guy, how can it ......

I don't know that the control of these tanks is all in the hands of the little boy named Li Jie, how can this kid not understand what kind of play it is, he just thinks that this thing has rough skin and thick flesh, and is invulnerable, so it is just used to take the lead, and I don't know anything else. Fortunately, it was not difficult to control this thing, but when Ren Song's demonic grenade sounded, the boy found that he had suddenly cut off contact with the ironclad car.

The demonic energy grenade did not have shrapnel, so it was naturally impossible to cause damage to the tank, but by the demonic energy contained in it, the immortal Dao method that originally controlled the car was all washed away. At this time, although the tank was intact, it was impossible for it to be driven by the Boy's Dao Law anymore.

Seeing that the tank was lying down, Ren Song was naturally overjoyed, and the old Song on the side saw that the tracks were intact, although he was a little surprised why the tank did not move, he was also happy at the moment. But before their laughter could stop, the roar of the engine could be heard in the distance, and just by listening to the sound, you knew that there was more than one car coming back!

On the hillside in the distance, fifteen temporary new tanks came side by side, although they couldn't recognize what tanks they were, but the leader was not small, at least on par with Sherman, who was lying in front of him......

"Hey, hey! That little baby just now was so naïve that he had to play tank battles with my old man! Uncle Song looked at the group of iron turtles and shook his head, turned his head to Ren Song and said, "Xiao Ren, you can take a closer look in a while, it's best to find out that little ghost!" These tanks are handed over to me and Xingtian! ”

With that, the old man beckoned to Xingtian next to him, and the two stepped forward together and got into the Sherman tank that was not moving.

(To be continued.) )