No human can survive the explosion of the Gustav cannon's armor-piercing projectile. In the Sevastopol area in the spring of 1942, it was an armor-piercing projectile from this train gun that penetrated the reinforced concrete bunker and drove the Soviet troops thirty meters underground. The deep ammunition depot detonated, triggering a chain reaction ammunition explosion that killed thousands of Soviet troops. "Artillery" Gusten was quite satisfied with his masterpiece. He sent a message to several colleagues in the neural grid: "Enter The passage to the underground bunker has been established. Those who are not afraid of the heat can go down first. I will take the Speaker and the bell ringer to enter last."
Hormir quickly sent back a message from the Deputy Speaker: "Well done, the Duke will go underground first and try to contact the advance team of the Temple of Thorns Cross. Please take good care of the Speaker, he may have entered a meditative state again. ,lack of self-protection ability,"
"certainly,"
Gusten Keodoak turned around and saw several figures moving slowly one kilometer away. According to Homier's mental coordinates, it was Deputy Speaker Blau Korchen, in red. There were four people including the bishop, the duke and Homil, and the coordinates of Devereux were out of the contact range of the mental grid. Gusten couldn't help but sneered, "Mr. Duke, it seems that your subordinates are still so difficult to discipline. It is said that He was the one who was first responsible for hunting down the Chosen One. If the Golden Lion had completed its mission, how could it have led to this situation today?"
The response from Duke Sebastian de La Fontaine came immediately: "Mind yourself, Lord Ceodolac, the battle is not over yet,"
"The battle is over long ago, you..."
"Artillery" only spoke half of his angry words. A red warning light suddenly lit up at the edge of his vision. The fire control system was sending the most dangerous signal. Even if the entire visual system was precisely modified, humans could not change the 120-degree maximum horizontal viewing angle. Due to this inherent shortcoming, Gusten quickly looked back. The forty-fold enhanced dynamic vision system captured a rapidly enlarging shadow. The fingers of his hands snapped open. The fifth ability "Phalanx" was activated immediately. 20 mm projectiles were fired at a rate of 20 mm per minute. 8,000 rounds pour out at high speed, instantly forming an explosive wall in the air. This capability is similar to the six-tube 20mm close combat air defense system equipped on the cruiser, which can create a huge explosion in a short time. Cloud, effectively intercepts attack aircraft, armed helicopters and anti-ship missiles. Gusten's "Phalanx" is more powerful than the US military's MK15 "Vulcan" system, no matter it is flying rocks, artillery shells, rockets or bows and arrows , he is confident that he will tear it into pieces with an overwhelming rain of bullets.
But what came face to face was not the expected thing, but a fist, a huge fist that appeared in front of you in the blink of an eye. From the relatively slender joints, it could be seen that the fist belonged to a woman, but the muscles were as hard as stone. , the skin is as tight as the aluminum-magnesium alloy skin of a fighter jet, and the blue-black blood vessels protruding on the surface all show the power of the fist, and even the air is shaking. This is definitely not a fist that a woman can swing.
The owner of the fist was half a body. The moment the Gustav cannon hit the ground, Zhu Xie Tieshan cut off his own body. Using the penetrating wound of the cannon as a starting point, he temporarily relaxed the power of "swallowing iron" to relax his muscles. , draw a diagonal line from the shoulders, chest, abdomen, and hips, tearing itself into two halves. The legs, waist and hips are connected to the right shoulder. This half of the body uses the forearm that has lost its hand to lift the other half. Lifting it up, there were countless pieces of flesh and fascia hanging from the ferocious lacerations, and heavy drops of black blood were left behind. Because the spine and internal organs were still connected together, Zhu Xie Tieshan could still control his incomplete right arm to lift his upper body. "Puff..." The shoulder muscles burst due to excessive force, and tangled muscles like black steel bars were exposed under the skin.
Mrs. A asked in the pleasure of being on the verge of collapse: "What are you going to do? You are going to die, no, we are going to die,"
Zhu Xie Tieshan said: "My right fist is gone, but my left hand can still be clenched into a fist. Since it's too late to walk over, I can only fly over."
Mrs. A said: "Actually, I have been looking forward to this day for too long, but I never thought it would be like this. You always surprise me, loser."
Zhu Xie Tieshan said: "As long as we can win,"
The cannonball fell from the sky, Zhu Xie Tieshan threw his body, "crack," the spine, nerves and blood vessels were broken, the head, left arm and most of the chest flew out, and the wounds rolled out like iron. The terrifying human body flew across the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye. The giant cannon exploded behind him. The air wave gave Zhu Xie Tieshan the final push. The consciousness of him and Mrs. A was blurring rapidly, but the boxing master did not forget to hold on. Fist, he lost two fingers on his left hand, and the hypothenar area was eaten away by armor-piercing bullets. But who said that such a palm can't hold a fist tightly? The joints rub against the joints, and the muscles lock with each other. The fist is the only thing a man has. In terms of fighting style, even if he is in a woman's body, Zhu Xie Tieshan must use his fists to decide the outcome.
All the strength, spirit, iron and blood in his whole body were concentrated on this punch. Zhu Xie Tieshan suddenly remembered what his grandmother had said. When he was eight years old and ranked first in boxing at the Zhu Xie Family Yuan Festival Competition, his grandmother even After drinking three large bowls of strong liquor, he threw the bowl down and said, "Did you know that you were born with tightly clenched fists? With these fists, you don't have to be afraid of anything and fight for our Zhu Xie family." Come down,"
He failed to restore the glory of Zhu Xie's family, but he had never surrendered to the enemy in this life, because these fists not only belonged to him, but also belonged to Zhu Xie's ancestors who had been galloping on the eight thousand miles of wasteland for seven hundred years. When he found Zhu Xie's mansion and asked for help from strong men in exchange for the revitalization of Turkic Shatuo, Zhu Xie Tieshan picked up his bags and walked out of the old house without hesitation. He believed that one day, he would be able to fight for Zhu Xie's family with both fists. This new future.
It's such a fist.
"Puff, puff, puff..." The fire rain from the Phalanx formation tore the broken body into even more pieces. The power of "swallowing iron" was dissipating. His skin and flesh could no longer withstand the bite of the shells. Gusten's right hand shook, and he A high-explosive armor-piercing projectile slammed into the center of his forehead, and the metal jet immediately lifted the entire Tianling cover, bursting out a ball of red and white flames, but the only thing that remained unmoved was the fist, which penetrated the torrent of metal. The fist in Gusten's fire control system grows larger and larger until it fills the entire frame.
"Oops……"
The deacon of Beria only had time to think of a humiliating thought that he had never had before.
Homier suddenly raised his head. This action startled the Duke. "What's wrong?" the old man looked at the guardian knights on his shoulders and asked with some worry. At this time, they were circling the war zone and heading towards the cannon. As the bomb crater advanced, the deputy speaker and the cardinal left behind only a few remaining enemies of each other. The ghost's offensive was obviously coming to an end, but who knew if there were strong enemies hiding somewhere waiting to deliver a fatal blow. The deputy speaker had been waiting for the opponent. The trump card appears.
Homier exclaimed: "Duke, Master Keodoac's spiritual coordinates have disappeared,"
The Duke squinted his eyes and saw that the battlefield was filled with smoke. The billowing smoke near the impact point of the giant cannon obscured his vision. He could not see the situation at that location clearly. He thought for a moment and replied: "We are performing our mission and inform the Deputy Speaker of the news. Sir, ask him to confirm the condition of the 'artillery' immediately and ensure the safety of the Speaker. Has the Speaker still not responded?"
The Guardian Knight said: "Yes, I have been trying to establish a spiritual link with the Speaker along the way, but I have not received any response, just like... it is like sending a signal to a person who has no ability to be a son of God."
"You made a mistake, Homier," the old man glared at her. Homier realized that he had made a mistake and immediately shut his mouth. The two quickly passed through the smoke and flames, walking on the scorching earth towards the center of the funnel-shaped landform, where there appeared There was a large hole with a diameter of five meters. The mud around the hole continued to fall inward. The Duke opened the steam jet all over his body, creating an air field around his body to isolate the heat. "Hold your breath," he said.
Homier pinched his nostrils, and the Duke jumped into the pit. The whistling wind blew past his ears, and the smell of burning chemicals penetrated his nose pervasively. "Boom," the old man's feet touched the ground, and all around his body The steam turned into a cyclone and blew harmful gases into the sky. He looked around and patted Homier's thigh: "Okay, you will guide the route. Let's go to the central power distribution room."
The guardian knight blushed and said: "Yes, I, I can walk by myself, you don't have to carry me all the time, Your Majesty the Duke,"
Sebastian Lafontaine ignored him at all and stretched his hand to the right: "Is that the right direction?" After receiving a positive answer, he strode towards the depths of the dark tunnel. The impact point of the giant cannon was on the underground bunker. "Pan The concrete armor layer here is relatively thin in the middle of one of the eight passages in the Divine Wine Cellar. The entry point is behind the three blockade doors, and you can follow the passage directly into the bunker.
The Duke took out a small gadget and threw it on the ground. The self-lighting robot stood up and used twenty-four LED tubes to illuminate the surrounding area. The Duke set the forward follow mode for the robot, allowing the robot to maintain a distance of 2 meters and illuminate the front. It was bright, and the surroundings became brighter, and a dense mass of corpses came into view. Most of the people who died here were soldiers of the Central African Presidential Guard who were sealed by the air-tight lock. The Brotherhood triggered the protective function of the bunker, and thousands of Central Africans were responsible for guarding. Non-soldiers were locked between the gates and died painfully due to suffocation and lack of oxygen.
The Duke pushed a corpse away with his foot and looked at it, "Not only soldiers, but also IPU soldiers died here without any reason... What is the signal here? Can anyone else be found, Anmasa and Belenko?" Do you have any feedback?"
Homil frowned and said: "I'm sorry, the noise is still very strong, there is no signal from the two of them for the time being... ah, yes,"