On the march.

Tanks and tracked trucks were constantly converging around, and one by one the students entered the marching combat position according to the formation.

Heavy machine gunners play an important role for tanks.

The Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monks are good at concealing and hiding spells, and there is always a time when they evade the radar wave search and break through to a five-kilometer range, which is the moment when the heavy machine gunner can play its value.

"When I landed, why didn't I see the Dao soldiers?"

Jiang Ding's speed was much faster than that of the large army, and he was now more than ten kilometers away from them, and asked casually.

The initial birth of artificial intelligence can provide reliable communication, at least for hundreds of kilometers without problems.

"According to the usual battle plan, they will be the first to descend, consume the enemy's living forces, disrupt the enemy's deployment, and not be with us."

Zhou Xiuling replied without thinking.

"Oh."

Jiang Ding hid his figure, his toes lightly tapped on the stones that appeared from time to time on the desert, and ran at the highest speed of the eagle's innate peak, approaching the direction of the 1st Zero Division.

Occasionally, monsters with strong concealment abilities will no longer deal with them themselves, but will report the coordinates, so that the rear troops will be killed after an interval of at least ten minutes.

Airplanes!

After breaking through for more than 70 kilometers, the Taiqing flying sword on his sleeve trembled as a warning.

Jiang Ding stopped and looked at the sand under a huge mountain rock in the distance, more than ten meters underground.

"Good place."

"Not to mention being able to block the shelling in the sky, you can run away at any time."

Even the Xianmen armor-piercing cannon could not break such a thick mountain stone in a short period of time.

"It should be the foundation, and it is above the middle term."

Jiang Ding guessed.

Otherwise, the reaction of the Taiqing Flying Sword would not be so strong, and the Qi cultivator would be able to give face if he trembled at most.

A monk of this realm, even if he is just an ordinary foundation cultivator of the 'deciding' level, he is not an opponent, and the realm crushing is too much.

"Discover high-value targets."

"Monks above the middle stage of foundation building, coordinates ...... Buried at least 10 meters underground, and may have set up a concealed defensive formation, applying for artillery bombardment. ”

"Roger! Please wait for our department to enter the 30-kilometer interference zone! ”

Zhou Lingling's excited voice immediately came back.

Jiang Ding calmed down, emptied his brain, adjusted his breathing little by little, reduced the blood flow rate, and combined with the high-grade special magic weapon to detect camouflage, he reduced his life characteristics to the greatest extent.

Only the perception of sword intent became more and more keen.

"Get in place!"

"Put!"

Shout! Shout! Shout!

In the sky, white marks appeared, and the flight trajectory was parallel, as if passing by.

Among them, the thirty-six armor-piercing shells are particularly smart, and the additional 'rippling' spell aura is stronger than other shells, and the whole is also related, with the slightest pattern of formation.

Affecting thirty-six tanks at the same time is exactly the ability of the first-order war commander to control the second-order infantry spirit radar!

Although it is only a first-order spell attached, coupled with the powerful penetration and spell-breaking ability of the Spell-Breaking Steel Cannonball itself, it can easily destroy the Monk Tsukiji with multiple hits!

"It's impossible to find me."

Beneath the deep sand, a short old man's heart beat faster, and he affirmed, not messing around.

Practicing the second-order concealment spell "Earth Concealment Technique", plus arranging the second-order concealment formation, no matter how mysterious the war magic weapon of the East Pole Demon Gate is, it can't be discovered!

Unless unlucky enough to meet a character like Xuanwu Tiangong Daozi and Alternate Daozi, who are beyond common sense.

But this is impossible, the center of movement of the East Pole Demon Gate army is not here.

This place is just a marginal location for the Great Army.

The group of more than 100 armor-piercing bullets that seemed to be passing by lowered their warheads slightly, and their speed suddenly accelerated.

"Not good!"

The short old man's face changed, and he jumped up and flew into the distance.

The Foundation-Building Soil Escape Technique can only dive into the ground for a maximum of thirty steps, and no matter how deep it is, it will be crushed to death by deep gravity, and its movement speed is slow, making it a live target in front of the armor-piercing shell with the Earth Ripping Technique attached!

Rumble! Rumble!

More than 100 armor-piercing bullets roared in, forming a net and drowning the short old man.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, countless pieces of flesh and blood appeared around them, and broken Dao robes were scattered in all directions.

"The target survives, apply to continue the fight!"

Jiang Ding's eyes were slightly cold.

Many of those corpse pieces were still steaming, the blood was still flowing, and the breath was similar to that of Zhuji, so they must have been alive when they were just taken out.

Woohoo!

There are more than 300 armor-piercing shells in the sky, and they no longer hide anything.

"The spell of the East Pole Demon Gate, when will it ......?"

The short old man showed his figure again, fled into the distance with a panicked expression, and used his essence blood without hesitation, and his speed doubled, wanting to leave this strange place.

The netted armor-piercing shells came again, most of them were dodged, and the remaining seven armor-piercing shells that were cast by the first-order war commander Zhou Lingling with a spell-breaking spell successfully hit.

With a tooth-aching crunch, multiple high-speed armor-piercing shells smashed through one of the short old man's earthy yellow shields, breaking through the shield that his heavy machine gun bullets couldn't penetrate, and swept past his shoulders, and the blood mist exploded.

"Ahh

The short old man who still had half of his body left screamed, and he still refused to give up, and the light of the earthy yellow spell surged, drilling into the ground and blending into it.

"The old man is willing to return to the Xianmen!"

"Stop, friend! Come out and talk about it! ”

The air shook, and a hoarse roar rang out in all directions.

In response to him, another round of more than 300 armor-piercing cannonballs with earth-ripping techniques was applied, blasting into the ground, the magic light flashed, and the earth and stone butter along the way were sliced open, revealing the figure of a short old man.

"No!"

Rumble!

An earth-shattering explosion occurred in the deep pit where the foundation building monk was, and countless fragments of law-breaking steel mixed with sand, flesh, and artifact fragments splattered in all directions.

Be quiet for a while.

"Target is dead."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and sensed with sword intent, and reported.

Without delaying time to deal with the battlefield and collect the spoils of war, he hastened and hurried in the direction of the 1st Zero Division, no longer maintaining a state of full sincerity at all times.

Second-Order Concealment Circle.

Second-Order Concealment Spells.

Second-order disguised corpse.

All this made him amazed and uneasy by the concealment ability of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's foundation building cultivators.

If he hadn't been here, although the first-order war commander could control the second-order infantry radar armored command vehicle, the probability of discovering this kind of layer of concealment was not high.

Hurriedly rushed dozens of kilometers, and half an hour later, he was about to enter the combat zone.

“…… The ...... of the 1st Zero Division"

In the communication channel, Zhou Lingling's low voice was heard.

"All of them are killed."

"Six first-order war commanders, six tank regiments, nine infantry regiments, more than 10,000 people, all martyred."

Jiang Ding didn't answer her words, and looked ahead silently.

Gunsmoke fills the air, bomb craters are everywhere, and zombie stumps are piled up all over the ground, mixed with the smell of burning, and the smell is fishy.

At the very center of the goblin corpses, tanks were either cut in half, turned on their sides, or split in the barrels, with smooth and neat fractures.

Around the tank, young corpses in school uniforms and camouflage were piled up, mutilated, mixed with broken firearms, and the ground was stained red with heavy blood.

This kind of sight, spread for several kilometers around, is not in sight.

(End of chapter)