My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

Chen Jiang and the two of them barely paused, and went straight to the edge of City 18, kicking the accelerator!

Their goals for this trip are very clear.

It was carrying a fort with a caliber of 110cm, aiming at a building in City 18 and bombing it wildly.

As for tactics, it's a simple sixteen-character formula.

"When the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy retreats, I pursue; when the enemy is stationed, I disturb; when the enemy is tired, I fight."

"Speaking of which, City 18 should be the only alien we have come into contact with."

"If there are only these strengths, the destruction is only a matter of time."

"It's just a little bit softer."

Scardog sighed with a little regret: "If City 18 is gone, this wilderness will be completely uncivilized. Our air conditioners, where do we find those messy things."

"Without these things, the quality of life would have to drop a long way."

"Won't."

Chen Jiang shook his head, looked at the rapidly passing wilderness background outside the window, and stared at the edge of the city 18 where the outline gradually became clear: "It's good to leave a batch of mechanical clansmen as slaves."

"Furthermore, this time, the main purpose is to test out more details of the 18 cities."

"You have to be prepared to use your talent at any time."

"Even if 18 cities use missiles, a mass destruction weapon, as long as you use your talent several times, there is still a good chance of escaping the bombing range."

"Even if the strength of the 18 cities is really only this, we certainly cannot slaughter the 18 cities today."

"Forehead..."

Scar Dog didn't understand for a while: "Why?"

"Stupid."

Chen Jiang reluctantly swept the racial kill list: "If all 18 cities are slaughtered today, how can tomorrow's racial kill list compete?"

"There are no other aliens around here."

"Kill a batch every day, so the profit is the highest."

At this time, the ranking of the race kill list has already changed.

"Racial Killing Rankings."

"Number one, Terran, Chen Jiang."

"Number of aliens killed: 1682."

"Number two, the mechanical family, Feng Jiutian."

"Number of aliens killed: 828."

"Number three, the mechanic, break the door with words."

"Number of aliens killed: 734."

Originally, he killed 1234 aliens, but after bombarding the 18 cities for a while, the number of aliens killed has reached 1682.

And the Human Race Merit Point has also been settled, reaching an astonishing 1682 points.

As for Feng Jiutian of the Mechanical Race, He Yan broke the door, although the number of kills of alien races has increased a lot, the distance from Chen Jiang... is still too far, too far.

And the time at this time is about 6:30 in the afternoon.

There are still nearly 6 hours before the morning.

In these 6 hours, Feng Jiutian and Yan Pomen are very likely to catch up.

It is still unknown whether we can get the No. 1 ranking today.

All races are staring at this, the ranking of the race kill list.

after all.

The first place on the daily race kill list will receive the original reward, and the entire race will receive a corresponding reward.

Just like yesterday, the machine race won the first place.

All the clansmen of the mechanical family have obtained a random item.

As long as the race that wants to survive in the Arena of Ten Thousand Races, no one will not realize the importance of the race kill list.

...

Ten Thousand Races Arena.

Somewhere in the jungle.

A sturdy ape-man covered with thorns and bristles, was staring at the kill ranking list in disbelief.

He is the warrior of the ape tribe, Souvel.

They originally lived on a planet with dense jungles, but after three months, they were thrown into this world, which had no idea how high and thick the sky was.

"Damn!"

"Why did this person kill so many aliens, is this guy from the human race crazy?"

"Number one, Terran player, Chen Jiang."

He couldn't accept it. Someone could slaughter nearly 2,000 aliens in one day. Even killing chickens would take some effort, right?

At this time-

Next to him came an ape-man who was covered in muscle pimples and looked very intimidating, but he could clearly see his old age.

I saw this ape, the fur on his body was no longer as hard as Suwell, slightly weak and white at the same time.

"Suville, you can't stop!"

The ape-man stared at Suwell with a serious expression and said, "The third tribe of the ape-man, with nearly a thousand people up and down, all rushed into the damned swamp and fought desperately against the damned swamp tribe!"

"At the risk of returning to the arms of the ape saint, I seriously injured those damned swamp people, carried them out, and threw them in front of you for you to kill."

"Just to let you have the most alien kills by yourself, so that you can be ranked No. 1 on the racial kill list!"

"At this time, it is about the fate of the ape-human race. Only by grabbing more race kills, can the ape-human race continue to survive under the brilliance of the ape saint in this **** world!"

"You can't stop at this time!"

"I know!"

Su Wei looked slightly dissatisfied, raised the sickle in his hand and chopped off the heads of several alien races in front of him before complaining: "I just think that I am the strongest warrior of the ape-human race!"

"I should be like a warrior and lead my clan to fight!"

"Instead of hiding in the back like a coward, UU reading www.uukanshu.com waits for the clan to send these aliens who are seriously injured and on the verge of death!"

Halfway through speaking, Su Wei stared at the gloomy face of the old man in front of him, closed his eyes and stuck his neck in dissatisfaction and continued to speak in a high voice.

"Even if I, Suville, won the first kill list today, I feel ashamed!"

"This is cheating!"

"I, Suwell, the strongest warrior of the ape tribe, I can't cheat!"

"madness!"

The old man's face was gloomy and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "This is a matter of the survival of the ape-human race, how can I let you play!"

"The choice of you is the unanimous decision of the wise!"

"You must obey orders!"

And this time-

Next to him again came a weak ape-man who looked frail. He stood beside the two and shook his head: "No need to kill, we won't fight today."

Seeing this ape-man approaching, Su Wei, who was arguing just now, and the patriarch of the third tribe, immediately looked respectful and helped him to the stone bench beside him.

Then he frowned and asked with a little unease in his heart.

"Have you given up?"

"Um."

"Suwell's current ranking is seventh on the racial kill list, with 523 aliens killed."

"It's too far from the first place."

The wise man of the ape-human race sighed and said weakly, "It's impossible to catch up. That human race player killed too much today."

"Yesterday, I haven't seen his name on the race kill list."

"Today, Yiqi Juechen appeared at the top of the list."

"There must be some kind of adventure in it."