"Look, what's that?"

An exclamation from afar interrupted Deng Jiugong's thoughts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 He looked up in surprise, and then his gaze froze completely.

On the big screen, a huge weapon appeared.

The weapon was square, wide and large, and looked like a self-propelled gun that had already been installed in the army, but it was much larger than a self-propelled gun. There is a long giant cannon installed on the top, and the black hole' hole points to the sky, emitting bursts of light, and across the screen, it seems to make people master the murderous aura that makes people palpitate thousands of miles away. What is even more frightening is that such weapons are not one, not two, not ten hundreds, but thousands of thousands!

Thousands of weapons that people have never seen before, just lined up in such a neat line, facing the demon army, like thousands of fierce tigers squatting on the ground, the huge body trembled slightly, turning out bursts of roars, as if accumulating the strength in the body, as if it would launch a ferocious attack at any time.

"Tan'ke, it's actually Tan'ke, Tiger Tan'ke!" Deng Jiugong muttered to himself, his body trembled, and even his voice trembled, "The car is two feet three feet wide, one foot seven feet high, five feet long, the total combat weight is one million catties, the maximum speed of land travel is 10,000 miles per hour, there are four members, it adopts composite armor, and is equipped with a two-foot caliber smoothbore gun, a one-inch caliber anti-aircraft machine gun, and a five-minute caliber parallel machine gun, which can fire shell-piercing shells, armor-piercing shells, and high-explosive anti-personnel grenades, with a maximum ammunition load of 15,000 rounds......

Deng Jiugong's voice became louder and louder, his expression became more and more excited, and the previous anxiety and anxiety were swept away, and a series of parameters flowed out of his mouth. The people around were dumbfounded.

It's not thirty years ago, at that time, except for the first regiment of the Volunteers that had just been established, no one in the fairy world had seen what a gun was and what a cannon was, even in the huge scale of the Battle of Sun and Moon City, the vast majority of monks still relied on their magic weapons and spiritual power to cultivate and fight cruelly with the Holy Envoy Legion and the Demon Clan. But after 30 years, not to mention that the soldiers have at least one assault rifle in their hands, even the three-year-old children who have just become sensible know all about the weapons they have never thought of, and they can almost say a couple of words about what caliber, range, machine gun and the like.

But Deng Jiugong's words just now still scared them - if the land speed of 10,000 miles per hour is not particularly unusual, then the two-foot caliber smoothbore cannon, with a total weight of one million catties, is enough for their mouths to be incomparable, is this a weapon, or a demon beast with deep cultivation?

"What? What do you call it? What is it for? It took a long time before someone asked in a trembling voice. But before Deng Jiugong could answer, earth-shattering changes had already taken place on the screen.

The thousands of unheard of weapons, as if they had received some order, suddenly let out a loud roar, and then began to rush rapidly. One, two, eight and ten, lined up in several neat columns on the narrow front, rushed towards the dense formation of the demons.

Tens of millions of tanks charged at the same time, rolling up the dust, like a rolling dragon, moving forward rapidly. During the march, Tanke's huge body paused slightly, and the muzzles of tens of thousands of smoothbore cannons lit up at the same time, and the thick and strong cannonballs smashed into the demon array like a torrential rain.

"Boom, boom!"

In the sound of explosions, the flames soared into the sky, dazzling red light and smoke rose into the sky, and the screen was full of red light, and thousands of demon corpses were blown apart, flying into the air, and becoming a mess.

Before the firelight fell, tens of millions of tanks and dozens of steel torrents had already rushed into the demon array with billowing smoke and dust!

Those trenches that had just been dug were jumped over, and the fortress fortifications that had just been built were instantly filled with scattered earth and rocks, and those demons who were densely packed together were instantly crushed and turned into pools of black meat sauce.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the huge, dense and sturdy demon formation was completely broken through, turning into a wide passage with blurred flesh and blood.

Overhead, the cannon roared, and on the ground, Tank was pounding at high speed, and his eyes were full of exhilarating fire, gunsmoke, and roar. Everyone watched all this, dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Crush!

No one would have thought that this weapon that had just appeared would have such power, and it would completely crush the demon race, which seemed to be completely connected, to pieces!

I don't know what those demon cubs and their bosses, those demon generals and demon kings, feel like in their hearts now? I just thought I had a firm footing, I had a chance to breathe, I just mustered up a little residual morale, and I wanted to fight hard with my opponent, but I couldn't think of the little hope that had just risen, and being treated as a blow to the head was a blow, and it was split in an instant.

It was a resounding slap in the face! If it were me, I'd just die!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill them, kill them all! I don't know who took the lead, and suddenly there was a sound of killing in the square. Accompanied by the roar of tens of millions of tanks and artillery fire, countless people waved their arms in mid-air, pounded their chests with their fists, and screamed frantically, venting the anger that had been building up in their hearts for thirty years, and the excitement of seeing the harvesters being crushed into meat sauce.

"I'll just say, it's impossible for Admiral Lei to know the truth of Wai Sanque Yi, and there is really a killer weapon hidden behind him!" In the midst of the shouts of the crowd, Deng Jiugong was relieved, let out a long breath, changed his body to a comfortable sitting position, and even stretched his waist.

But suddenly, the expression on Deng Jiugong's face became depressed, he beat his prosthetic leg hard, and cursed viciously: "! Sleep' groove! Sleep' groove! ”

Soon, someone discovered Deng Jiugong's abnormality. What's going on with this guy? Crazy about fun?

"What's wrong with you, Old Deng?" After looking at each other for a while, someone finally asked.

"By the way, what did you just say this thing was called? Tan'k? Some people also remembered what Deng Jiugong said just now.

After gossiping, Deng Jiugong finally sighed dejectedly, and said listlessly: "Yes, this thing is called Tan'ke, and this kind of unit is called the Armored Corps!" The new unit, which was formed only ten years ago, has never been seen on the battlefield......"

"Wow! The armored corps sounds very majestic and evil! ”

"But Deng Lao, why are you so familiar with this thing?"

"And besides, why don't you look so happy?"

"What nonsense!" Deng Jiugong couldn't hold back any longer, and scolded his right leg, "If it weren't for those birdmen on Lao Tzu's leg, Lao Tzu would have been selected as the first batch of armored soldiers!" Can Lao Tzu not be familiar with it? Is Lao Tzu happy? You say, you say! ”

Looking at Deng Jiugong's bitter and hateful old face, a group of people first looked at each other, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter, penetrating the clouds and the starry sky, echoed in the sky and earth for a long time, even Deng Jiugong couldn't help laughing, and laughed, Nan Nan scolded in his mouth: "it!" ”