It wasn't until the camera was pulled to the nearest that the person in front of the screen finally saw that the white shadow captured by the drone was none other than Pang Xie, who had survived the artillery fire in the sky.

Pang Xie didn't know when, he had changed into a white robe, leaned on a stone, crossed his feet, and looked lazy, if it weren't for the raging fire in the distance, the white clothes were golden red, and he thought he was wandering in the suburbs.

"I'm fine, you're okay?" Tie Xingyun almost popped out his eyes through the display screen.

The performance of the rest of the people was not much better than that of Tie Xingyun.

Yao Guangxiao has been practicing in mortal dust for a hundred years, I don't know how many big things he has done, and his mental cultivation has reached the point of perfection.

Ming Xuan was even more so, muttering, "How is it possible, how is it possible?"

Pang Xie smiled and didn't explain much, it was indeed a very lucky thing that he was able to escape from the fire this time.

At the moment when he saw the artillery fire in the sky, he immediately made a decision and urged two magical powers, one called "Qi Forbidden" and the other called "Borrowing the Wind", and these two magical powers were also the key to his survival.

Among them, the "Qi Forbidden" supernatural power can prohibit a certain type of damage by reciting a secret mantra, and at this moment, he did not hesitate to choose to ban fire damage, which alone can avoid cannon fire and reduce the damage by more than fifty percent.

Then, he used the magic power of "borrowing the wind" to create a layer of wind wall close to himself, although this wind wall is not tough, can not block the direct attack of shrapnel, but can isolate the internal and external air, weaken the shock wave generated by the explosion, he used this magic power, and subtracted three or four percent of the damage.

In other words, the only thing that could really hurt him in this burst of artillery fire was the shrapnel flying everywhere, and he had no other way but to resist this direct physical attack with his body.

In the end, Pang Xie was only injured by about ten percent of the overall damage, and even so, he was not lightly injured, far from being as easy as he showed, and he didn't know how many times he was hit all over his body, and his clothes had long been torn to pieces by the ubiquitous shrapnel.

If it weren't for the fact that he had saved a few sets of clothes in his ring, I am afraid that it would not be convenient to show up.

"It's okay, it's okay, where are you now, I'll pick you up!" Tie Xingyun shouted.

"Pick me up?" Pang Xie shook his head and asked rhetorically, "Why did you come to pick me up?"

"I ...... Are you still going to look for Captain Xiahou now?" Tie Xingyun asked in surprise.

In his opinion, Pang Xie experienced such a big battle, so he should come back first to rest, and as for looking for Xiahou Dijiang, it is not too late to take a little rest.

"Of course, what else am I doing?" said Ponche with a smile.

"But......" Tie Xingyun hesitated.

"It's nothing, since I'm here, I have to start and finish well, how can I give up halfway?" Pang Xie smiled slightly, and then said: "Brother Tie, think about it, if you are halfway through writing, suddenly the eunuch ......"

"No! I will never be a eunuch!" Tie Xingyun hurriedly shouted.

"Then I won't give up halfway. Pang Xie smiled and continued, "Captain Ming, can you track down where the artillery position that fired just now is?"

"Where are you going?" Ming Xuan was startled.

"I can't help but fight back after being beaten, right? I don't believe that they won't hand over Captain Xiahou all the way!" Pang Xie's tone brought a chill.

"Well, it's just southwest of you, about thirty-two kilometers. Ming Xuan said.

"Okay, please lead the way!" said Ponche.

"Understood. ”

......

Dozens of kilometers away, in the jungle of Maese, I don't know when, I don't know whom, opened up a clearing here about 2,000 meters long and dozens of meters wide.

Thirty-six of the latest M777 155mm howitzers were lined up in a long row, around which thousands of Siamese soldiers were hurriedly doing maintenance work and sweating profusely.

After a whole base of artillery was fired, both people and artillery were a little unbearable.

"Colonel Nidi, until now I still find it difficult to understand, why spend precious ammunition in such a place?"

The person who spoke was none other than the commander of the artillery regiment, Commander Nava, and standing opposite him was Colonel Nidi, a direct officer of the Wehrmacht of mysterious origin.

A week earlier, Colonel Nidi had come to his station with an official letter from the Ministry of Defence, asking him to lead his entire artillery unit to camp in the Mae Sai jungle and follow his order to shell a target more than 30 kilometers away.

When Commander Nava saw this letter, his first reaction was that the person in front of him was an ignorant liar, and this letter was purely forged, otherwise, how could such nonsense happen.

However, at the reminder of Colonel Nidi, he telegraphed the Wehrmacht three times in succession, and finally confirmed that the letter was genuine.

Although he is incomprehensible anyway.

Putting aside other factors for the time being, the money consumed by this operation alone is astronomical, the price of each shell of the M777 is equivalent to the currency of the Mesot Federation is 20,000 US dollars, which is equivalent to a decent family car, and more than 2,000 shells have just been fired, which is equivalent to burning more than 2,000 cars, which is not a small expense, and even exceeds the annual maintenance cost of the entire artillery regiment.

At this price, the price of Siamese-produced artillery shells is even more terrifying if the price of each round soars to $100,000 with guided shells imported from the Meso-Sot Federation.

"Commander Nava, didn't I say that in the depths of the Mae Sai jungle, there is a very influential drug lord called Palau, his men and weapons are very advanced, if we attack head-on, we will lose a lot of good young men, it is better to wash the ground directly with artillery fire, come cleanly. Colonel Nidi said with a shrug.

"But... This is too exaggerated, just a drug lord, just send a battalion to it, and actually make such a big battle. Captain Nava was a little unconvinced.

"Commander Nava, don't think about it, this is an official order of the Ministry of Defense, but all the consumption of this operation, supplemented by special funds from the Ministry of Defense, and the result is guaranteed to your satisfaction. Colonel Nidi said.

"Well, since you say so, let the lad train well. Captain Nava said.

Since someone pays for it, then it will be fought, anyway, this place is a barren mountain and a wild mountain, and there is no important goal.

While the two were chatting, a herald suddenly ran over, saluted and said, "Commander, a man has come from the north, and he said he was looking for Colonel Nidi." ”

"North?" Captain Nava frowned, turned to Colonel Nidi, and said, "Is that your man?"

Colonel Nidi did not answer his words, his face suddenly turned pale, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What does that man look like?" Did he say what he was?"

"Colonel Qiyu, who calls himself Pang Xie, is a Chinese...... herald said.

"Stop him!" Before the herald could finish speaking, Colonel Nidi shouted loudly, "He's an absolutely dangerous madman, kill him quickly!"

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