Doomsday Rise

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The ground shook, from far to near.

The torrent of steel composed of tanks approached quickly, and the grass-green surface looked a bit dim. As it approached, a wave of cold and murderous aura hit it, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

The team led by Lu Zhangyu was still very powerful. It only took half an hour to open the second floor of the arsenal. Salmon quickly organized manpower and drove tanks to Nanquan City for support. The tanks and armored vehicles on the second floor were also There are a lot of cannons, but not many people who can drive tanks and cannons. Salmon searched all over the Ping An team but could only find more than fifty people, and finally formed two teams, each with ten tanks.

laugh--

The leading tank stopped, and the chain rubbed against the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust. The tanks behind were staggered and lined up in a jagged formation. It was obviously a bit chaotic, but no one laughed at it, especially when they saw the black muzzle. , and a feeling of coldness in the hands and feet.

Liu Wei'an and the Ping An team were all evacuated. No one died and only three were slightly injured. This kind of record would have been unimaginable at the beginning of the end.

"fire--"

Salmon roared, and the sound was transmitted to all the tanks through the intercom.

boom--

The ten tanks on the left shook, and a stream of fire was ejected from the muzzle. It flew across a kilometer of space and fell into the zombies. There was a loud noise and the fire shot into the sky.

Then came the ten tanks on the right. Ten firelights drew ten traces in the void. Some fell into the zombies, and some hit the buildings. There were explosions and thick smoke.

Liu Wei'an and others stood more than 100 meters away from the Juli tank formation. Their ears were still numb from the sound wave impact, and the whole world was unclear.

"fire--"

"fire--"

"fire--"

Cannonballs were shot out one after another, exploding the places where the zombies were most densely packed with flames. Liu Wei'an and others were all evolved, and they could clearly see the zombies being bombed from a distance of one kilometer. Some were missing arms and legs, some flew into the sky, some stuck to the wall, and some had their upper and lower bodies separated, but they were not dead. Their upper bodies were still crawling on the ground, dragging a black wet trail.

"That's not how we fight." The werewolf suddenly said.

"What?" Liu Wei'an looked at him.

"As a result of research and development

The second generation weapon tank is not used like this. "The werewolf said solemnly.

"Do you know about second-generation weapons?" Liu Wei'an stared at him, a little surprised.

"Can you let me take command? I won't let any of these zombies survive." The werewolf looked at Liu Wei'an with a very serious expression.

"Okay." Liu Wei'an stared at him for a while, then turned on the intercom, "Pause the firing, Salmon come over."

The tank stalled for about two minutes, and the commander's order sounded again. Why the commander was changed, the gunners didn't know, they just had to obey and face it.

"Everyone, please follow my command. There must be no mistakes." The werewolf did not enter the tank. When he picked up the walkie-talkie, he seemed to have changed into a general commanding thousands of troops. There was a kind of excitement in his eyes that he was guiding the country.

Liu Wei'an had a hunch that the tank formation would look different in the hands of the werewolf.

"No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 will fire first. Three seconds later, No. 4 to No. 7 will fire. Two seconds later, No. 8 to No. 12 will fire. One second later, No. 13-20 will fire. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Gunnermen responded. This rule is strange, but not complicated.

"Okay, follow my order, No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, fire!"

call out--

The shells rubbed against the air, making a harsh sound. The cannonball hit the ground and exploded, and when the fire lit up the sky, the serious voice of the werewolf rang out.

"No. 4-7 fire."

When the shells fired by the second group of artillery hit the ground, the werewolf yelled: "Third group fire!"

The third group had just sprayed out fire, and the werewolf shouted loudly: "The fourth group fires, now!"

call out--

The fourth group has the most tanks;

There were eight vehicles in total, so the sound of breaking through the air was the loudest. The shells from the first three groups fell and then exploded. There was no surprise. It was no different from when Salmon commanded it. Both the safety team and Salmon showed some emotions in their eyes. The werewolf was concerned about all this. They didn't even see it, just staring at the last group of shells.

Boom——

The shell exploded when it hit the ground, and something strange happened. The originally unrelated cannonballs suddenly connected in series. The power of the eight cannonballs was superimposed and exploded together, creating the effect of sixteen or even twenty-four bombs exploding.

Fires shot into the sky, smoke billowed, and the explosion almost destroyed the ground in that area.

The skin was torn off, a shock passed under their feet, and the salmon and the security team changed their colors in shock.

Especially Salmon, his eyes were bulging. He couldn't believe everything he saw before him. The weapons were not human. The power was as much as the amount of ammunition. This was calculated, just a little more. Everything he saw in front of him overturned his cognition. .

Everyone was shocked by this scene, except the werewolf who had no expression. Judging from his expression, he seemed not satisfied with the effect.

"What's going on?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Everyone thinks that second-generation weapons are only powerful." The werewolf said.

"Isn't it?" Salmon couldn't help but said.

"Yes!" The werewolf did not deny it, and immediately added: "But the real power of the second-generation weapon is definitely not powerful, because no matter how powerful it is, it is not as powerful as a nuclear magnetic cannon."

The salmon didn't know how to answer this.

"The biggest secret of the second generation weapon is resonance." The werewolf said.

"What do you mean?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Everyone knows that sound waves and water waves have peaks and troughs, but when the peaks overlap, the power will be infinitely expanded." The werewolf said.

"The second-generation weapon also has ripples?" Salmon stared at the werewolf, his eyes shining, as if he had opened a new field.

"It's similar to ripples, but different. We call it frequency." The werewolf said.

"What you did just now was to make the frequencies overlap?" Liu Wei'an reacted.

"That's right." The werewolf was a little regretful, "I don't have detailed data on artillery shells and tanks, so I can't make the frequencies superimpose perfectly."

"It's already very impressive." Salmon admired him sincerely.

"This is nothing." The werewolf shook his head, "The most powerful experiment I have ever seen. Ten tanks, superimposed on each other, produced the power of a nuclear warhead."

"It's too exaggerated." Salmon smacked his tongue.

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be called a second-generation weapon." A trace of nostalgia flashed in the werewolf's eyes, not knowing what he was remembering.

"Can I study with you?" Salmon Nie Nie said, blushing a little.

"Of course!" The werewolf smiled slightly, pressed the intercom and gave the order again, "Listen to my command, tanks No. 1 and 2 are in one group, and tanks No. 3, 4 and 5 are in one group..."

(End of chapter)

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