Stratholme God

   Chapter 357 Meteor Shower (3 more)

   (monthly pass 48/75)

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  In war, people are fought, and money is fought!

   Day and night, the No. 1 Bunker Group is rumored to be the cry of human misery, despair or anger.

The roar of the    artillery also did not stop.

   Historically, it is not unreasonable for the Scourge to push the entire Northern Continent.

  In McDonald's view, this is outrageous.

   It is useless to simply blow up the zombies. There are holes in the ground that seem to be plain, and there are always skeleton soldiers crawling out with almost continuous artillery to collect minced meat. As long as it is not a piece of meat that has been fried into slag, it will be transformed into a suture monster [Abomination] by a technician who is good at stitching up corpses.

   Charged the Alliance positions again and again.

   This is all about consuming the Union's arms with corpses at no cost.

   Losing the shells is one thing, the loss of the barrel is the trouble.

   Those with a little military common sense will know that the barrel of a cannon has a lifespan.

  Battleship main guns, etc., the barrels need to be replaced when it has about 100 rounds to about 400 rounds.

   Basically, the longer the range and the more powerful the artillery, the higher the required chamber pressure, and the shorter the barrel life. The ordinary howitzers produced by Stratholme today can have a life of 800 rounds, mainly because the rifling wears out too quickly.

   In the end, even if McDonald was willing to use Thorium as the barrel at all costs, there were still problems with the craftsmanship.

   McDonald's was disgusted by Lao Taizi.

   The more disgusting thing is yet to come.

   On the fifth day since Alsace defended the No. 1 Bunker Group, a large number of gargoyles began to appear in the territory of Andorhal. These ghosts and animals crossed the mountains between the two territories and went deep into Andorhal to destroy.

   They chase all living creatures within their horizons, whether they are professional soldiers or farmers who are encouraged to die and prepare for spring ploughing.

   McDonald's had to mobilize all the Griffin troops to defend the airspace of Andorhal, with only a small number of Griffins and newly arrived anti-aircraft guns to guard the fortress.

The only good news for    is that the gargoyle itself doesn't have much intelligence and requires the death knight to manipulate it from a distance. So most gargoyles can only attack the west of Andorhal.

   Of course, there are also individual gargoyles who grabbed the death knight with their claws and went directly over the mountains to do things.

   If one is not careful, it is another natural disaster and plague event.

  This made McDonald's have to send Kurtaz and Haas to lead a full 20,000 horsemen to sweep back and forth across the entire territory to ensure the next spring ploughing.

   McDonald's was disgusted.

   There is also good news.

   "Report! The density of undead in front of the Scourge has dropped significantly."

   Bombed in one go for two weeks, and every inch of the land surrounding the Alsace troops was hit by at least ten shells.

   A good plain was almost fried into a basin. It was estimated that the altitude had dropped by more than one meter.

  Serijek: "Are we holding back?"

"No! This is the last silence before the storm!" MacDonald shook his head: "Notify Abidis and Mograine, don't come here now. Once you land, you will deliver food! The enemy... is underground! "

   He didn't have a penetrator, and the undead were playing underground soldiers, so he had no choice.

  What kind of holy water or lava cave is recommended by sand sculpture players, there is really no such condition.

   This is like the Undercity in history, the whole city has become a dungeon. The Alliance has played several times, and it has survived to version 8.0. If it wasn't for Queen Xi's game of burning trees and changing homes, the Alliance would not be able to win.

   is stuck at this stage.

  The Scourge Legion would not be able to swallow Alsace in the isolated island in the Sea of ​​Dead with the advantage of strength without spreading out the army.

The    is spread out, and he has to be shot again, draining the alliance's troops in vain.

During the    period, Terenas organized an attack on the Andorhal fortress. Under the bombardment of a large number of artillery pieces, before he entered the fortress within 5 kilometers, he was frantically trained by the artillery array to teach him to be a man.

   Of course, this option does not exist when digging a hole close to a fortress.

  As an infrastructure maniac, McDonald's started building an underground reinforced concrete foundation three kilometers west of the fort.

   Crypt Nerubians?

  You dig a hammer!

   If there is anything else that the Scourge has the upper hand, it is the Master.

   In the past few days, Antonidas hanged two former colleagues.

   Judging by his strength alone, Lao Anzi might not necessarily win Modera by much.

   He is strong because he is not afraid of death, and has a long standby time, which can reduce energy consumption.

After fighting for several days, Modera and Ansrem were flesh and blood after all, and their strength dropped quite significantly. If it wasn't for the help of the 'One Strike Archmage' among the elite operators, maybe these two members would be forced to Take refuge in the Scourge.

   As time entered March 1st, Terenas finally couldn't stand it any longer.

   "Marduk! I'm going to give you a mission. In the worst case, you'll even be wiped out and annihilated."

   The black-clothed Marduk bowed without any fluctuations in his heart: "Please instruct Your Majesty!"

  Terenas said in a deep voice, "I will give your black sword great power! As a price, you will lose your sword forever..."

   The blue flame in Marduk's eyes flickered: "I understand. But my sword is His Majesty's sword, and I have no complaints."

   "Okay! I need you to do this."

  Everything came very bald!

   McDonald's never imagined that the fortress he had painstakingly built would suddenly become bald.

   On the 3rd night at three in the morning, it was the time when most soldiers went to bed.

   When the soldiers in charge of the vigil saw hundreds of black shadows suddenly passing through the clouds in the night sky on the watchtower at the top of the fortress, and sounded the alarm, more than five anti-aircraft artillery units dutifully opened fire in less than five seconds.

  As the golden lines of the dense tracers streak across the night sky, those fiery rays of light intersected each other, then disappeared, and flashed again, in clusters, as beautiful as the fireworks set off at Winter Veil.

   However, except for a few lucky drops of 40mm anti-aircraft shells that hit the mysterious things that fell from the sky, most of the uninvited guests poured down like raindrops on the large and small arrow towers and bunkers of the Andorhal fortress, resulting in an effect beyond everyone's imagination.

   At that moment, it was like the destruction of the world.

   MacDonald almost thought that Archimonde had arrived ahead of schedule.

   McDonald's, located on the 5th floor of the main fortress, was thrown from the bed by the violent vibration in his sleep.

  This old-fashioned castle made of bluestone, after all, is a little bit worse in terms of architectural strength.

When a large number of boulders weighing more than one ton were vertically dropped by the gargoyle from a height of 1,000 meters in the sky, this old-fashioned fortress could not withstand such a high-altitude blow. The floor completely collapsed.

If it weren't for the last moment, Waniang rushed in like lightning, hugged McDonald's, and did a somersault, and then with agility beyond the imagination of mortals, she took Mai and smashed the window and jumped out of the fortress. McDonald's estimated that also bad.

   (end of this chapter)