Chapter 421 Chang Shengli

"I don't think there is any way to deploy artillery positions nearby."

"We have handed over the command of the garrison to you, and the command of the special police force has also been transferred to you. Artillery must not be deployed in the city."

Ji Lin touched the trigger in his pocket. The radio trigger can detonate all the thermite bombs of the entire spectacle-level mechanical computer.

"Look, they don't let me deploy 120 guns for protection, and the reason is that it is unsightly."

He threw a picked up stone into the Thames, watching the stone stagnate in the filth accumulated on the water surface, and then be swallowed and sank to the bottom of the river.

They knew that Ji Lin would definitely fire the guns. In case of an emergency, Ji Lin would definitely let the 120 guns fire without restriction in the city.

The Night Crow leader standing next to him shrugged, and Ji Lin turned and glanced at him.

"If the worst happens, take care of your night crows... they should use their lives in more valuable places."

Ji Lin picked up another stone and threw it at the water, but it was still swallowed by the filth floating on the surface of the Thames.

"As for the British royal family and nobles... I don't think you care about their fate."

For tomorrow.

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The officer wearing a slightly maroon-colored uniform put down the telescope in his hand and watched the ceremony that was opening not far away. He knew that the current British king wanted a smooth transfer of power.

They also wanted a smooth transfer of power.

"Well, those guys are in place..."

The officer drew out the saber from his waist. His face was wrapped in bandages that could no longer be separated like everyone else. The only difference between them was the clothes and equipment on their bodies.

"How should I put it? It seems that the East calls this "clearing the court."

As Ji Lin first saw in the factory, the flesh and blood turbine can devour steel and flesh to shape itself.

It gradually improves itself until it falls into the limit of its own control and begins to collapse.

When they are directly put into a large machine, it will cause it to transform.

"God bless my emperor, always victorious, bathing in glory!"

The command knife fell, marching.

The way they took was to attack head-on.

Ji Lin had to admit that this was the only solution they could choose, so Ji Lin asked to arrange special artillery positions to curb the charge of these monsters.

Except for artillery, all preparations were meaningless in front of them.

Because they were originally the dead souls who walked out of the sea of ​​blood, police forces, garrison troops, and night crows.

In front of these enemies who retained their combat capabilities but lost their intelligence.

The effect of bullets was slight.

Rockets could only kill a few.

When they launched a devastating frontal charge, New London could not stop the pace of this legion.

Nothing could stop these soldiers and officers who crawled out of the sewers and returned from the battlefield with despair.

They stood with the flesh and blood constructs... Ji Lin saw an officer standing on those flesh and blood constructs, and they were burning their souls to synchronize these flesh and blood turbines.

Wearing the maroon uniforms, the flesh turbines began to become intelligent, marching towards the palace in neat rows with the lowered ones.

Ji Lin's plan was based on the fact that the other side could not call in armored forces in the urban area. Even if the other side had more infantry units, they could not break through the temporary blockade built by the garrison troops and the special police armored trains.

"What a madman."

At least fifty three-meter-class flesh turbines, which means that at this moment, fifty officer-level transformed people are burning their lives to temporarily construct intelligence.

Even if the New London government regrets and pulls the 120 guns over, it will be useless. He has an idea of ​​these flesh turbines that can run wildly.

Nothing can stop the cluster charge of fifty flesh turbines.

(This chapter is a little short, I haven't been in a good mental state recently, QWQ, but this volume is finally coming to an end.)

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