Three thousand miles east of Motianling, the terrain is vast and flat, and more than 100,000 large-caliber self-propelled guns are arranged in a huge arc, forming a firepower area hundreds of miles deep on the ground within a radius of 10,000 miles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Behind the artillery position, 25,000 miles, is a whole missile brigade of 1,000 missile launchers, the range of which is enough to cover nearly 10 million miles of the surrounding area, and it is responsible for attacking three predetermined target areas at an ultra-long distance.

The artillery positions were preceded by the armored brigade of the Third Army in the Western Theater of Operations, as well as the 300,000 powerful infantry of the Ninth Division. Now, they set up an encirclement that was also slightly arc-shaped, encircling the area of about 5,000 miles in the center.

The chariot had already started, and there was a roar, and the warriors were holding their steel guns, their eyes glued to the sky in front of them, holding their breath and waiting for the battle.

All are waiting, waiting for the battle to begin. Through some of the goings and the feeling from the tone of the superior leader, this will be a decisive battle related to the final fate of the immortal realm.

At the thought of the battle that was about to start and might bring the ultimate victory, the warriors couldn't hold back the excitement and excitement in their hearts.

But at the top, it's not so easy.

In the rear of the large army, in the command post of the Ninth Division, division commander Zhu Ganglie kept raising his wrist, looking at the tick-tock second hand that rotated according to a constant rhythm, sometimes standing up, sometimes sitting down, and sometimes striding anxiously in the command post.

"In a hurry?" A calm and elegant voice sounded, it was Hou Renzhi, chief of staff of the Western Theater.

"Chief of Staff, you say, is it really okay to fight like this?" For this chief of staff who is several realms lower than himself and is only a true immortal cultivator, Zhu Ganglie has always maintained enough respect, "Those birdmen will really come out of here?" ”

"What, doubt Chief Lei's judgment?" Hou Renzhi still had that unhurried and impatient demeanor, and even took a sip of tea for a long time, looking at the restless Zhu Ganglie with a smile.

Suspicious of thunder? Zhu Ganglie paused for a moment, recalling the ruthlessness of Lei Dong's attack and the strangeness of using soldiers, and his head immediately shook like a rattle: "No, I didn't mean that - I just said that more than a thousand places were fired at the same time, and almost divided the troops, which is a big taboo......"

"Don't worry," Zhu Ganglie's expression made Hou Renzhi smile, "This time is different from the past......

Before the words fell, Hou Renzhi and Zhu Ganglie's expressions changed, and they looked at the east in unison: "It's here!" ”

In the church at the center of the battlefield, the tall cross suddenly lit up, and a holy white light shot into the sky. Immediately, the wind and clouds rolled in mid-air, and the whole sky began to tremble violently, and a black dot suddenly exploded, and the white light transmitted from the dot, intersecting with the white light emitted by the cross, and the huge pillar of light penetrated the sky and the earth, violently vibrating, and emitting a buzzing trill.

"Missile brigade, launch!" Faced with this scene, Hou Renzhi's calm and elegant voice couldn't help but raise a few degrees. And Zhu Ganglie even opened the group communication of the command platform, and shouted loudly: "Rabbit cubs, cheer me up, the birds are coming!" ”

As soon as Zhu Ganglie's words fell, the first wave of missiles from 25,000 miles away, with a long tail of smoke, drew a rolling arc trajectory in mid-air, whistling towards it. After reaching the target area, the warhead automatically detached, and the slender and hideous projectile turned around, waved its wings and flew away.

And then there's the second wave, the third wave.

A total of 1,000 missiles flew to the battlefield in three waves according to predetermined coordinates, covering a huge area with a diameter of 10,000 li and a height of 10,000 miles centered on the church, and 1,000 high-explosive warheads were quietly suspended in the air, like fierce beasts hiding in the depths of the dense forest, waiting for their prey to come to the door.

In the artillery array on the ground, the first shell had been loaded, and the red flag in the hands of the commander had been raised high.

Tens of thousands of heavy tank's engines made a huge roar and kept roaring and ready to go, while 300,000 infantry began to move rapidly.

While the ground is getting ready, the sky is changing dramatically. In the trembling of the thick pillar of light, the surrounding clouds were swept away, and a huge cross suddenly appeared in the depths of the starry sky, slowly spinning, and then turning faster and faster, turning faster and faster, forming a huge disc with a diameter of about 8,000 miles, and the sky was full of white light, and millions and tens of millions of light points in the disc spurted out quickly, from small to large, and soon showed their hideous figures and huge light wings.

Birdman is coming!

But what awaits these birdmen is destined to be the most tragic fate.

When it first erupted from the fairy realm, the missiles suspended in the air did not explode immediately, and those birdmen did not pay attention to these small black dots that seemed insignificant compared to their huge size.

However, when tens of millions or hundreds of millions of birdmen completed the crossing and wanted to fly to the periphery, the small, inconspicuous high-explosive warhead exploded with a bang. With the center of the white light disc in the air, within a radius of 10,000 miles, the fire soars into the sky. Outward from the center, 300 missiles burst out with a wave of red sky, and 10,000 miles away from the outermost, the firepower formed by more than 600 missiles was like a huge rope, entangled these birdmen in the center, and like a tall wall of fire, completely surrounding hundreds of millions of birdmen.

From the sky to the ground, there were explosions everywhere, a sea of fire everywhere, loud noises everywhere, and the disintegrating bodies of the birdmen everywhere.

The birds are still spewing out from the disc, and under their feet, tens of thousands of large-caliber heavy artillery pieces have begun to roar, and locust-like high-explosive warheads have formed a sea of fire that is thousands of miles high and more than 12,000 miles in diameter, like a huge fireball, and there is no longer a gap.

It's an all-round, no-blind coverage blow.

What's even more terrifying is that such a blow is only the beginning.

After the first round of missiles completed their mission, the second round of missile bombardment, arrived at the battlefield in time, and formed a seamless fire docking with the first round of strikes.

The first batch of birdmen who poured into the fairy world turned into dust in an instant, and in the sky, endless birdmen were pouring out. They flapped their huge wings of light and swung long lightsabers as they spewed to the ground and attacked, hoping to burst through tight fire and open a gap in their opponent's formation.

An unusually fierce battle began.