Rebirth of the Devouring Dragon Emperor

Chapter 592 Missile Bombing
"The monks and monks of the Japanese country are going to fight with the Japanese army!"

While filming nervously, Yang Xiaocong said excitedly to the people around her.

There should not be too much gloating in the discourse.

A companion laughed and said, "I've been looking forward to it for decades, and I finally saw the Japanese pirates fighting in the den. I'm so happy!"

Chu Xian dismissed the monks and the army, but it was a bit strange that the leader of the Japanese soldiers dared to attack the practitioners.

In the old days, the army was the greatest symbol of force, possessing the greatest destructive power, as well as organization and discipline.

Even if the cultivators of the new era step onto the stage, no matter how trashy the army is, their frontal attack power should not be underestimated.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, hundreds of monk soldiers lined up, chanted mantras, their armor was shining, and they rushed towards Ye Qing like a rainbow.

A special battalion soldier who just jumped out of the military vehicle opened fire under the command of the battalion commander without even finding his squad leader and platoon leader.

Just use the ordinary guns in their hands, how to say with this penetration, at least a thinner steel plate can still penetrate.

"Bah!" "Bah!" "Bah!"

The monks and soldiers walked away, ready to attack the enemy, but they were attacked by the army and hit them on the back the next moment.

And he's a soldier of his own country.

Since it was a sneak attack, they were caught off guard, and in an instant, several monk soldiers were still injured.

But in most cases, the bullets hit the armor purified by means of practice. Although the impact was severe, people were fine.

"Damn it, we are dealing with the enemy of the country, but someone is shooting us with black guns from behind!"

The monk soldier in the lead had a violent temper, and when he saw any casualties among his own people, he immediately roared.

"A group of bastards who are not even as good as ants dare to attack us. Let's kill them first!"

The monks and soldiers lined up in a neat formation, turned around suddenly with uniform movements, and then pressed towards the army step by step.

They have excellent protective armor on their bodies, as long as they pay attention to protecting part of their faces, necks and joints, a mere rifle bullet will hit them like a bell.

"Ding ding dong dong" kept ringing, without any real harm at all.

Fuck, invulnerable?
The Battalion Commander of the Wa Kingdom was a little stunned. As a young officer of the old age, he had imagined fighting the practitioners countless times, but he didn't realize until today that his tactics didn't seem to work very well.

Then look at the monk soldiers approaching, the eyes that are so angry that they want to eat people.

He didn't have any doubts, if he let this group of monks get close, he would definitely tear himself and all the soldiers to pieces!

"Hurry up and use missiles to kill them!" Wa Guobattalion Commander shouted anxiously, sweat mixed with dust and slid down his face.

This time he received an urgent order to deal with cultivators. Weapons such as individual tactical missiles are the trump card he carries the most. Half of the positions on the personnel carrier are filled with that thing.

As soon as this remark came out, soldiers immediately moved down ten individual tactical missiles.

At this time, the monk soldiers were only 30 meters away from them!
If it weren't for the stricter discipline of the monks and soldiers, among them those with a slightly higher level of cultivation would only need to sprint within two to three seconds, I am afraid that all the soldiers in this battalion would have to be wiped out!
To set up missiles, one soldier can carry them;

Aiming is unnecessary, it is only a few tens of meters away;

As for the operation, let another soldier press the button behind.

"Launch!" The soldier, who knew the destructive power of the cultivator, shouted loudly without waiting for the commander's order.

"call out--"

"call out--"

The ten missiles ignited at the same time, dragging their long tail flames in the air, like extra-large monkeys flying towards the monks and soldiers.

At this time, everyone who witnessed this scene held their breath.

Chu Xian's eyes showed even more timidity, because those missiles were not fakes, let alone ten shots, even if she took one shot, she would most likely be ruined.

A paparazzi even turned on the live broadcast on his mobile phone, aimed the camera at the field, and shouted excitedly to the audience far away in the country: "The Japanese monks are facing the Japanese army. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It's time for everyone to win or lose!"

Not too far from here, the two brothers Kong Jianshen and Kong Jianyuan were still being chased by Ye Qing like a dog.

This group of monks and soldiers who were born in Buddhist monasteries, big and small, have always been aloof, and absolutely despised all ordinary people.

Therefore, they never thought that ordinary people would disobey their will, and under the awe of their powerful force, ordinary people would dare to bombard them directly with missiles
When the monks and soldiers woke up, it was too late.

Ten black iron bumps in mid-air have already hit the eyes, there is no way to avoid it, let alone talk about it.

There was a loud noise, the ground shook, and large areas of flames shot into the sky.

When something like a missile explodes, there is generally not much smoke.

When the scene calmed down, a large pothole appeared on the ground, where the monks and soldiers had stood before.

But now, none of the monks and soldiers could be seen. Their bodies were torn apart by the violent explosion, and their clothes were turned into dust. Occasionally, traces of broken fingers and hair could be seen on the branches in the distance.

As for the armor on the monk soldier, he couldn't see any of it now, and he probably didn't know where it was thrown by the powerful explosive force.

A hundred monks and monks with strong military force were so easily dealt with by ten individual tactical missiles?

Not to mention the bystanders, even the Japanese soldiers who were involved couldn't believe the results - after all, the deterrent power of practitioners to them is too great.

Netizens in Huaxia, seeing this scene on the live broadcast, immediately became overjoyed. Many people didn't know how to express their excitement, so they simply typed out a lot of "666" to vent their emotions.

"Okay, the number of practitioners is the measure of a country's hard power in the new era. The pirates did a good job. They killed a hundred of them at a time. It's too slippery!"

"Great, no country in the world dares to kill practitioners on a large scale, only Japanese people dare, haha!"

"These Sabbies are so stupid and cute!"

"Hey, we don't need to deal with it, the pirates are starting to kill themselves."

"Good kill, those monk soldiers are going to deal with Ye Shen, I didn't expect the Japanese army to help a lot, haha, I laughed so hard!"

"666666666"

"The city of Japanese pirates~ It's so powerful that even cultivators dare to clean it up, haha!"

And those Japanese who were brave and dared to watch from the sidelines applauded our soldiers one after another.

"These hateful cultivators have committed a heinous crime, so they killed well!"

"Our own army is still reliable!"

(End of this chapter)