Chapter 150: The Ambition of Meng Chao and the Powerful in the Divine Realm

"Why?"

Meng Chao broke out in cold sweat instantly.

He found that he seemed to be tricked by Gu Jianbo.

The door of the room was ajar, just now he was waving his fist and speaking so loudly, with the hearing ability of a strong man in the divine realm, wouldn't it be possible to hear everything without missing a word?

Although he has confidence in the patriarch.

Really facing the strong in the divine realm, I still feel a little hairy.

Entering the ward, Gu Jianbo also closed the door from the outside, leaving Meng Chao, a rookie of extreme style, alone in the room with the strongest beast soul warrior, and the atmosphere became even more tense.

Compared with the great name of "Iron Shield Like a Mountain", the Zong Dean of the Academy of Martial Arts and Life Sciences is a small man of not high stature.

When Meng Chao came in, he was lying on Gu Jianbo's hospital bed, watching TV intently.

An old movie hundreds of years ago was playing on the screen, and it was filming an ancient war hundreds of years ago. The war drums were loud, the military music was melodious, the guns were ringing, the smoke was lingering, and the fight was very lively.

Meng Chao subconsciously compared the president of the sect with the strongest person he had come into close contact with, "Soul Breaker" Luo Wu.

There is a big difference between "heavenly realm" and "divine realm", giving people completely different feelings.

Standing at the peak of the heavenly realm, the six-star extraordinary Luo Wu is just like his soul-breaking knife, fierce, sharp, and aggressive, always releasing the aura of a peerless master, making people breathless.

Even his own son Luo Hai said that he didn't want to be alone with his father. Meng Chao believed that this was the truth.

And from the "spiritual transformation armor" of the six-star realm, breaking through to the seven-star realm, the spiritual energy seems to have life, it can leave the body of the extraordinary, fly hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters away, and change, fight and kill at will .

This is a qualitative change in the level of life.

While the combat power has been greatly improved, the killing intent and pyrotechnics have been restrained so tightly that they can't feel the slightest pressure.

He seems to be completely integrated with the surrounding environment. If you don't face it, you can't feel his existence.

But when the eyes focus on him, there will be a feeling that facing the mountains and mountains, even the birds can't surpass them.

"Meng Chao, hello."

The dean of the sect smiled and said, "I have escaped around the campus for a long time. I'm tired. Sit down and have a rest and watch TV."

His tone is very flat, and it is not as exaggerated as "contains a breathtaking and irresistible power".

Meng Chao thought about it, and sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed.

The strong man in the divine realm asked him to watch TV, and he watched it in a proper manner.

This war movie, which describes Western history in the 17th and 18th centuries of the earth era, just played to the most exciting and exciting part of the decisive battle.

Under the coordination of the cadenced war drums and military music, both sides of the war were arranged in a neat and dull queue.

The entire army formation was divided into three lines, with an interval of fifty to one hundred steps between each line, and was divided into six columns, shoulder to shoulder, densely packed, like ants firmly stuck together with glue.

The officers on both sides of the queue brandished their sabers, commanding the soldiers to step on the beat of the drums, stepping in neat steps, with expressionless faces, advancing towards each other like puppets without fear, holding flintlock guns in their hands, but never Fire a shot, just move forward silently, getting closer and closer.

When the distance was only thirty or fifty paces, the troops in blue and white uniforms finally couldn't bear the tense pressure and stopped to fire their guns.

The shooting accuracy and speed of the flintlock guns are quite limited, and they did not cause too much damage to the lobster-like army in bright red uniforms who were close at hand.

Many lobster soldiers walking in the first row fell down.

The lobster soldiers in the back row immediately made up, stepped over the corpses of their comrades, and moved forward, forward, forward like a machine.

Until the last twenty steps between the two sides.

The lobster soldiers started firing their guns in unison.

Only three rows of guns were fired, and the army in blue and white uniforms on the opposite side collapsed across the board.

The lobster soldiers put on their bayonets and rushed out screaming, cutting into the rotting remains of monsters like red-hot sabers. There was no suspense about the outcome.

"Stupid, isn't it?"

The president of the sect suddenly said, "In this earth age, the 'line infantry tactic' that was born shortly after the invention of firearms, also called 'queue shooting', all soldiers are densely packed together, walking like zombies, like snails. Ban slowly arched towards the enemy, put on the brightest military uniform, and played ridiculous military music. At first glance, it looked like a farce, and he was really lined up to be shot.

"Including the flintlock guns in their hands, the muzzle must be upward when charging the powder, and the bullets must be pierced in with a stick. There is no rifling, and the speed and accuracy are in a mess. Three or five shots have a 20% failure rate, and even thirty or fifty shots may not be able to hit an enemy.

"Whether it's a flintlock or a line to shoot, the flaws are extremely serious, you must think so?"

He smiled and asked Meng Chao.

Before Meng Chao could answer, the headmaster's eyes sharpened in the next second.

"However, in that turbulent and magnificent era, relying on this seemingly flawed weapon and seemingly stupid tactics, the line infantry was able to defeat the heavily armored traditional army, the undisciplined stragglers, and the people who came and went quickly. The dragoons of the wind have helped countless heroes complete their great deeds and built a huge empire that can always see the sun!"

The head of the sect said coldly, "Is it really stupid to 'line up and shoot'?"

Meng Chao instantly understood what the head of the sect meant.

Both flintlock and line infantry tactics have serious and ridiculous flaws.

But it does not prevent them from creating unprecedented brilliance in the right environment and era.

Similarly, no matter the beast soul style or the super killing style, there are serious defects of "power accumulation, stiffness and cooling", just like the flintlock gun with slow firing rate and low precision, and the linear infantry tactics of stepping on drums and queuing up to shoot .

This is something that all strong men know and will never deny.

But there is no perfect method of warfare in the world.

Any martial arts concept and combat mode has value as long as its advantages far outweigh its shortcomings.

At least, the Dragon City in the past half century has indeed been defended by super-killing, beast-soul, gun-fighting and mecha-style, this is a fact.

And the same fact is-

"Line infantry tactics were indeed brilliant for a time, creating a majestic empire on which the sun never sets, but with the development of the times and changes in the mode of warfare, the sun has finally set!"

Facing the stare of the headmaster, Meng Chao gritted his teeth and said, "The glorious era when the queuing and shooting tactics were popular lasted for a mere one or two hundred years at most, when the rate of fire and accuracy of firearms were greatly improved, especially when the Maxim heavy machine gun was born. After the big killer, they are arranged in a neat queue and slowly advance towards the enemy on the drums of war. They are just moths jumping into the flames and looking for their own death.

"The powerful country that once relied on line infantry tactics to rise, after paying the price of hundreds of thousands or millions of casualties in the war, finally began to slowly think about how to carry out tactical innovation.

"And I don't want to wait until Dragon City also suffers millions of casualties, and then 'think slowly'. We can neither afford to be hurt nor slow down!"

The president of the Zong didn't expect Meng Chao to have the courage and brains, so he was included in the army instead.

His eyes could not help showing both appreciation and surprise.

"That's why you are so impatient to challenge your classmates?"

The head of the sect said, "Are you confident that the extreme flow can help the martial arts department become stronger and defeat the beast control department?"

"no."

Meng Chao shook his head, "I never thought of defeating the beast control system."

"Oh?" The headmaster raised his eyebrows, waiting for his explanation.

"If you only aim to 'defeat the Beast Control Department', you don't need extreme flow at all. I think the 'Beast Soul Fusion Art' that our department is focusing on supporting is very good. Let's improve it and train Sun Ya and Xie Feng. ,Will suffice."

Meng Chao's eyes gleamed with dazzling light, and he said word by word, "There is only one target I want to defeat, the Long Da martial arts department!"

"Huh?" The headmaster's gaze instantly became extremely sharp.

"The Beast Control Department in the past ten years was nothing more than the 'strongest combat major in Agricultural University', but in the past half century, looking at the entire Dragon City, tens of millions of people recognized that the only one qualified to be called the 'strongest' was Long Dao martial arts department, and their 'Super Killing Style'!"

Meng Chao's determination was like a volcano erupting, and his eyes were like magma erupting freely, "Nongda University, University of Technology, Military Academy, Beast Soul School, Mecha School, Spear Fighting School, Heroic Envoy, Beast Master, Mechanic... Countless schools, countless schools. The strong ones all wanted to challenge the Long Dao martial arts department and the super-killing style, but they all failed.

"But I believe that there is no strongest martial art in this world, only a stronger martial art that constantly evolves and changes! The glory of the super-killing style has lasted for too long, and now, it is time for the ultimate style to shine!

"Dean Zong, I know that you have worked so hard to support the 'Beast Soul Fusion Technique'. The real goal may not be the Beast Control System, but the Dragon Dao System. You want to prove that the 'Beast Soul Style' is better than the 'Super Killing Style'." strong?

"However, if the beast soul and super-killing streams are withdrawn, it is like a line infantry tactic. The so-called evolution is nothing more than a competition whose formation is more orderly, whose soldiers are less afraid of death, and whose shooting movements are more proficient. No matter how strong the beast soul fusion technique is, without fundamental changes, it is impossible to defeat the super-killing style.

"But the newly born Extreme Stream is like the newly born Maxim machine gun. As long as you are willing to invest a little bit of resources to support it, it will definitely bring about earth-shaking innovations in the world of martial arts, and even the entire form of warfare!

"Even if our R&D and promotion will occupy some resources of the beast soul stream, as long as we can defeat the martial arts department of Longda University and make the martial arts department of Nongda University the number one in Dragon City, ten times the benefits will come to us, not only the limit The flow can flourish, and the beast soul flow can also benefit, right?"

These words made the headmaster think blankly.

Meng Chao swallowed nervously.

He is betting.

In the eyes of the headmaster, the "Nongda Martial Arts Department" is more important than the "Beast Soul Stream".

Bet that his desire to "defeat the martial arts department of Long Dao and become number one in Dragon City" is stronger than "promoting the beast soul style".

In the previous life, Gu Jianbo bet on the treasure.

Now, the president of the sect sneered: "I'm not ashamed, how do I know that the extreme flow must be the 'Maxim machine gun', not one of the thousands of strange weapons in the history of firearms development that died without a problem?"