Chapter 162 Meat Grinder (7)

The power of nuclear weapons is always eye-catching.

Even though the role and even the lethality of nuclear weapons are constantly weakening as the strength of professionals increases, they are still unable to withstand the increase in nuclear bomb yield and technological advancement.

Up to now, Yanjing's new model of nuclear weapons is still like a sea-fixing needle, always ready to deal the heaviest blow to the enemy when the time is bad.

Nuclear bombs are indeed one of Yanjing's trump cards, but now, this kind of thing can only be classified as a regular trump card. Fang Bai does not even need an order from the commander-in-chief of Yanjing, Fang Bai has the authority to mobilize nuclear weapons for bombing.

Obviously, after the demon clan's corpse explosion, the situation had turned. At this time, Fang Bai made a prompt decision and neatly sprinkled the technological version of God's Thunder of Punishment!

The explosion in an instant seemed to tear apart the entire continental plate. The continental plate in the main battle zone, which was as large as the Eurasian and African continents, was shaking under the huge explosion.

Earthquakes, strong winds, fire rain, tsunamis...

Infinite natural disasters appeared on the continental plate of the autonomous theater. Even with the carrying capacity of the layered battlefield, they were still trembling under such attacks.

Not to mention the demons...

In the battlefield that was being "taken care of", Arthur waved his giant sword. When those steel bullets fell from the sky, Arthur just quickly put away his sword, and then plunged into the soil with a fierce force. His body curled up into a ball, and he tried his best to cover it with both hands. Tight ears.

Then, there was a loud "boom".

At this moment, even with Arthur's defense ability, he felt dizzy, and the soul weapon was exuding high temperature, as if it was about to melt. It was not until about three minutes later that this discomfort slowly subsided, and he peeled off the soil. , struggling to drill out of the soil.

However, the place you look at is no longer what it was just now...

Countless large craters are scattered irregularly throughout the battlefield, crystallized land, diffuse smoke and a small amount of radioactive dust, terrifying residual temperatures and aftershocks, and...

Completely disappeared corpses and blood stains.

"call……"

A breath of turbid breath came out of Arthur's mouth, and the buzzing in his mind gradually disappeared. He drew out the giant sword again and looked in the direction of the cluster of demon gates in front of him.

There, the demon clan's troops are still flowing in continuously - it seems that the demon clan didn't even notice the casualties just now...

Well, speaking of the war between the two worlds, both the demons and the earth have accumulated enough capital during the decades of peace. There is really no need to worry about some casualties - war equipment is not worth a lot of money at all. The death of one hundred thousand warriors is not a big problem. There are many professionals at the eighth level, and the population is even greater. If you extend this data to mutant beasts and soul puppets, you can't even count them. Here we are, with hundreds of thousands of casualties. In the eyes of the higher-ups, this battlefield between the two realms is just a small joke!

Arthur just sighed for a moment, and then put the problem behind him. He opened his legs, like a lonely knight, and strode towards the gate of the devil world.

In just a few dozen minutes, the two sides fought several times, each suffering numerous casualties...

But everyone understands that this is just the beginning.

Ahead, more monsters are swarming, they are not afraid of death, they are fearless.

Behind, the sword light was awe-inspiring. Qin Tian, ​​who had just escaped the scope of the nuclear explosion, came back again. Behind him, more and stronger professional legions were marching neatly into this hell.

Further away, in the portal of the continental plate, mutant beasts and soul puppets filed in one after another. The ordnance factory at the rear was running wildly, providing the front line with endless artillery ammunition.

In the Demon Realm, in front of the teleportation point of the Demon Realm Gate, demon clans can be seen all over the sky as far as the eye can see. All kinds of weapons and all kinds of war details are ready to go.

A battle with no end in sight!

So Arthur slashed with his sword.

"die!"

The war starts again!

…

In the combat headquarters, the battle conditions in the eight main theaters were broadcast in real time by the Sky Eye system.

It was passed to three soul pets including Fran and One Eye.

Among them, the battle intensity in the main theater of the Eighth District was the strongest. In a short period of time, a large number of soldiers died, nuclear bombs were dropped, and the entire battlefield was turned upside down.

But as mentioned just now, such a loss is definitely an acceptable level in Fran's eyes.

But the three little ones have never seen such a number of deaths or a war of this scale.

One-eye turned his head and looked at the clock, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's only twenty-seven minutes and eight seconds...Old man, you can't decide whether you can handle it or not. If you can't handle it, let me take over!"

Fran didn't pay any attention to One-Eye's complaints. He just stared at the screen and said perfunctorily.

"Don't worry, there will always be a time when you take action. Now, this is our battle!"

In the picture, the eight main battle zones are almost stable. A steady stream of demon cannon fodder is sent to hell in batches by the legions that follow. Judging from the situation, it is not as cruel and dangerous as before.

As for the other war zones, there is no need to mention them.

The seventh area is the war zone led by Mocha and Lin Que. With the assistance of the Soul Puppet Army, Lin Que's Black Blade Knights rush left and right, as if they were in an uninhabited land, supplemented by the sky-wide artillery fire - with them With his strength, it is simply too easy to deal with the seventh-level demonic tide.

As for Areas 1 to 6, the mutant beasts were responsible for the defense, and the situation was even easier than Area 7. Perhaps it could be said that the demons did not regard these areas as their main targets. Even though there were some powerful soul puppets rushing out of the gate of the demon world, they had no room to escape under the strict defense of the strong men in each area.

After a brief look, Fran turned his eyes back to the display screen of Area 8.

In his judgment, based on the current intensity of the battle, Area 8 would definitely be the focus of the demons and the point that would be most likely to be overturned.

As for when...

This was not something Fran could judge.

In the case of the demons taking the initiative, all Fran could do was to counter the moves and wait for the demons to actively play the next trump card, and then passively solve it.

This active and passive relationship cannot be changed by human power, and it is also the biggest problem facing Wen Yu and even the entire earth.

...

The demon played this trump card a little slowly.

Fran squatted in front of the display screen and waited silently, waiting for the sun to rise and set, watching the front-line soldiers bleed blood on the territory. He watched Arthur rush from left to right, vigorous and fierce, and then became exhausted, panting, and slow in movement, and was dragged back to the rear by Qin Tian to rest. He watched the artillery troops replenish ammunition dozens of times in a row. He watched the entire main battlefield have more than ten meters of soil removed.