Chapter 502: God Descends to Earth
Joint Command.
On the green radar screen, a series of light spots suddenly swept across the ever-revolving transverse waves. The radar operator immediately shouted: "Missiles! The Empire has launched missiles!"
"How much?" Von Inrion asked briefly.
"A lot, hundreds, countless!"
"They are anxious." said the green-haired man.
"It's unreasonable to use missiles here." said the beer bottle.
Mo Zhai's face turned pale and he asked, "What should we do?"
Von Inrian was silent for a moment, then said, "The missiles are not enough to destroy the entire force."
"Continue to reinforce. We still have three ground troops and armed helicopters. The last batch of zombies that have just been produced can also arrive at the battlefield."
Mo Zhai looked embarrassed. This battle had put all the wealth of the Papal State on the line, and most of the elite weapons donated by various countries had been used up.
If we can't win, it will be a shame for our ancestors.
But there was no way to stop now. Mo Zhai gritted his teeth and gave the order: "All teams, reinforce the front immediately!"
On the battlefield.
The war has reached its most intense stage. The collision of steel torrents has produced the most intense sparks. The steel troops of both sides quickly turned from mutual collision into a fierce melee.
The Papal States were attacked from three sides, with the center being destroyed, but their troops far outnumbered the Imperial Army, especially the infantry.
The countless infantry waves absorbed a large amount of firepower, and these gray-clad zombies charged in the most basic dispersed formation.
There were so many of them that when they spread out they were like a multitude of men all over the mountains and when they charged they were like an overwhelming tidal wave. The power of numbers was fully demonstrated at this moment.
Giants are mixed in with them, carrying mortars or rocket launchers, and specialize in attacking fortified positions or targets that pose a huge threat.
The imperial armies in the east and west were blocked by these large numbers of zombies and giants and could not support the main battlefield for a while.
However, the tanks of both sides are the core of this war.
The Empire's remaining 700-odd tanks were all deployed on the battlefield, but the enemy's number was more than twice that of the Empire.
The disparity in firepower was enormous, the battle situation was precarious, the Imperial Army was vastly outnumbered by the enemy, and it was all thanks to the robots that they single-handedly held the battle together and prevented it from collapsing.
It rushed directly into the enemy's tank cluster, absorbing a large amount of firepower while also madly harvesting tanks.
The long blade with a faint misty glow galloped across the battlefield. The twenty-meter-long blade was indestructible and could cut through even the thickest armor in an instant like a hot knife through butter.
The path where the robots charged was littered with the corpses of tanks.
Some of them had their tracks cut off, some had their turrets cut off, and some were cut in half. Thick steel fragments covered the road, and there were burning flames and billowing smoke everywhere.
However, the situation of the empire continued to deteriorate.
The number of enemies was simply too great, and Lin Wen could sense that the duration of his incarnation was rapidly shortening.
It didn't have much time left to begin with, and the battle to defend the train consumed most of its time. When it turned into a command seal on the back of its hand, there were only more than two hours left.
After the first round of artillery fire, the more than two hours were reduced to less than an hour.
The incarnation consumes energy whether defending or attacking. A direct hit from a 150mm armor-piercing discarding sabot shell can destroy it for more than five minutes. An indirect hit or being blocked by the incarnation's own fog shield will also reduce the time by about half a minute.
Lin Wen used up all his spiritual energy to keep it alive, but still couldn't stop the decline of the war.
The opponent also found a way to fight against the robot, which is distance.
As long as they keep their distance, they can minimize the damage to the robots and maximize the harm to them.
Lin Wen was trapped in a torrent of steel. The enemy's armored group was too deep, and there were almost endless tanks behind him.
At his speed, it would be nearly impossible to destroy most of the tanks before the avatar disappeared.
The friendly forces were gradually unable to hold on as the gap in firepower was too great. Lin Wen even saw some positions being occupied by zombies.
At this moment, a missile trailing a long trail of white smoke fell from the sky and crashed into the enemy's tank cluster.
The fireball produced by the huge explosion was more than fifty meters long, and the powerful shock wave blew a tank into the air.
brush!
Lin Wen cut the flying tank into two halves, and the two halves of the tank exploded behind him.
Lin Wen turned his head to look at the sky, and saw countless missiles trailing long white smoke across the sky, crashing into the enemy's sea of tanks like a meteor shower.
Violent explosions occurred one after another, huge fireballs soared into the sky, and countless fragments flew everywhere.
The high explosives, a mixture of RTX, trinitroethylbenzene, hexanitrohexaazane, and octaniocubane, generated extremely high temperatures that melted the steel, and a scorching rain of flying metal droplets fell on the area.
The explosion caused by more than 600 missiles lasted more than three minutes.
The tank forces of the Papal States, as well as the zombie and giant forces mixed in with them, all suffered devastating blows.
The firepower on Lin Wen suddenly decreased. He stood still, looking at the burning hell-like scene from afar.
The mist on the robot has become very dim, and its incarnation has reached its limit. Its soul has long been exhausted, leaving nothing behind.
The only trump cards Lin Wen had left were the "Panlong Fruit" and the final good fortune spell.
The Empire's missiles destroyed most of the armored groups, but there were still hundreds of tanks and armored vehicles left on the battlefield, as well as a large number of zombies and giants.
Although this only brought the Imperial Army from a huge disadvantage to a draw, the war finally saw the dawn of victory.
General Cheng in the distance saw everything through a telescope, his face showing both joy and solemnity.
The good news is that things have turned around with the help of the empire.
But the worry is that the empire has used up all its cards here, and they may not necessarily win.
"Boy, you must survive."
Cheng Li muttered to himself. He couldn't see the entire main battlefield from here, so he could only pray for him silently.
Lin Wen rushed into the enemy camp again at this time. He planned to destroy some more tanks before his incarnation completely collapsed, thus laying the foundation for victory for the imperial army.
The imperial army also launched a series of charges.
The enemy suffered such a heavy blow that they were unable to recover for a while. Lin Wen even attacked several tanks without encountering any counterattack.
Just when he was feeling great, [Shen Wu Cai Feng] suddenly started to sound the alarm. Lin Wen looked up and saw two missiles flying towards him.
The robot raised its hands to hold up the fog shield, and the missile hit the fog shield and exploded.
In the violent explosion, the fog shield shattered, and then the fog light all over the body dissipated. The incarnation finally reached its limit and turned into countless stars, dissipating in the air.
The blue-gray robot's body was revealed.
Lin Wen looked up and saw groups of armed helicopters in the sky. They were flying from the horizon like a swarm of wasps.
On the distant horizon, in the morning mist that was not polluted by the smoke of gunpowder, a large number of tanks roared in, and countless armored personnel carriers dragged full of zombie soldiers across the wasteland.
There were also a large number of giants accompanying on the side, and they kept pace with the main force at a speed of 50 kilometers.
The remaining enemy troops on the battlefield immediately launched a counterattack, and the earth-shaking sound of artillery fire rang in our ears again.
Lin Wen was confused for a moment, as if all his efforts were just useless struggles, like being immersed in an endless nightmare and unable to climb out.
The alarm sound of [Shenwu Caifeng] woke him up. Lin Wen looked up and saw the armed helicopter in the sky firing missiles at him again.
Lin Wen wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't move.
His incarnation disappeared, his spirit was used up, and he was no longer able to control this huge machine.
In the critical moment, Lin Wen could only barely raise his arms to block the chest armor that had been blown to pieces.
That is the core operation warehouse where Lin Wen himself is located.
boom!
In the violent explosion, a battered arm was blown off, revealing the huge but simple mechanical structure inside.
The robot's broken arm drooped weakly, and the scars all over its body made it look like it was on the verge of being scrapped.
Joint Command.
The huge cheers broke the long-suppressed atmosphere. The generals of the Papal States were jubilant and even performed their own special dances.
Military experts from various countries also breathed a sigh of relief. This monster robot, which was completely inconsistent with common sense, gave them tremendous psychological pressure.
But the missile attack just now proved that it is not invincible.
As long as there is enough firepower, it can be destroyed.
The green-haired man breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought I was going to have a nightmare when I got back."
The beer bottle laughed and said, "It's finally finished this time. It won't suddenly burst into light again."
Mo Zhai's nostrils flared with excitement, his thick black nose hairs clearly visible. He shouted, "I'll give the order! I'll personally give the order to destroy this monster!"
Feng Yinlian warned, "Master Priest, destroy it as soon as possible, and then deploy the armed helicopter formation to the front battlefield. We are running out of time and the losses are huge. It is not certain whether we can stop the large force on the southern front."
Mo Zhai had blocked out his chatter and shouted into the communicator, "Now, the Supreme Leader of the Papal States, the Chief High Priest, the Supreme Mo Zhai, orders you to destroy that monster!"
The helicopter formation leader replied through the communicator: "Yes! Master Priest!"
On the battlefield.
Nine armed helicopters close to the robot launched missiles at the same time, and the nine missiles shot towards the broken robot.
Are you going to die?
This thought popped up in Lin Wen's mind, but he immediately denied it.
He could still run. After eating the "Panlong Fruit", he would have no problem saving his life.
He also has the ability to cast spells with good karma, and can even unleash a [Thunder, Fire, and Flame Spell] on the enemy before leaving.
However, this would be of no avail, and the empire would surely be defeated.
They rushed out of their fortifications and positions to engage the enemy in a decisive battle, leaving no defenses.
If the battle is lost, the Stan River will be completely lost and the imperial army will inevitably suffer heavy losses.
Li Longxing's triumphant return to Beijing will be delayed for a long time, and Yu Zhongxian can still jump around for a long time.
The most important thing is that Changshan County's rise will be delayed a lot, and it may not even start to take off after he has piled up enough Death Stars.
Wouldn’t that mean he lost a lot of good karma?
Wouldn't it be a huge regret if the big plan died before it even started?
This is more than just a sad thing.
There is not much time left for Changshan County.
This failure was a huge setback for him and a victory for Huangmao.
what to do?
A fierce fire appeared, and the robot protected his chest with one arm. The missile directly hit the immobile big guy.
The explosion not only blew off the arm, but also lifted its thick armor.
When Lin Wen once again inspected all his fortunes, he suddenly saw the entire "Fox Fairy" series of fortunes that had been silent for a long time.
Over the robot.
More attack helicopters flew over.
They flew so close that the pilots could be seen through the windows.
The person sitting in the cockpit of the helicopter in the front is Huangmao.
The excitement on his face was clearly visible, like a hunter cautiously approaching a dying prey that was about to be caught.
You fucking bastard!
Lin Wen's heart was burning with rage, and he desperately took these eleven fox fairy fortunes.
[Fox Fairy's Descent], which had been forgotten in his spell list for ten thousand years, lit up slightly.
However, the luck of eleven fox fairies is still not enough to activate it.
Lin Wen later strengthened his fifth magical power [The Tao Has Feelings], forcing himself to only obtain the fortune related to the primordial spirit, thus avoiding some fox spirits.
what to do?
More helicopters approached, and with bursts of fire, many more missiles than before were fired at the robots.
[Without Colorful Phoenix] started a violent danger alarm. This was an absolutely fatal attack.
At this last moment, Lin Wen turned his attention to the "Panlong Fruit".
"Panlong Fruit": Restores 100% of the spirit and reduces the cost of a certain summoning spell by half.
It's you.
Lin Wen quickly took his last piece of luck. For the first time, the luck list on the fifth magical power was empty, without a single piece of luck.
[Fox Fairy Descent] fully illuminated, indicating that it was ready for use.
Boom boom boom!
The violent explosion completely covered the robot.
(End of this chapter)
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