novelweb Chapter 682: Even the big killer doesn't work, killing the army headquarters
Chapter 682: Even the big killer doesn't work, killing the army headquarters
The HIMARS launches 227mm caliber rockets with precision guidance. They fly at an astonishing speed of three times the speed of sound. The maximum range is nearly kilometers, with an error of only ten meters. It is completely at the missile level, and the damage it can bring is far beyond the reach of artillery shells.
“Has the big killer finally arrived?”
Looking at the six flames appearing in the air, Chen Yang's expression finally became serious and solemn.
He could feel the death crisis brought to him by these six flames, which was far greater than tank shells, RPG rockets, and small air-to-ground missiles launched by armed helicopters.
"hide!"
For a moment, Chen Yang had only this one thought in his mind, to avoid the danger and stay away from the sharp edge.
After all, at this point in the battle, his energy and blood were no longer at their peak, and he had wounds of varying sizes on his body. The destructive power of many of his magical powers had been reduced, so it was better to proceed step by step.
He was originally standing on a Hummer military vehicle. He stomped his feet hard and turned the Hummer into a discus. All the tires were blown out.
Taking advantage of the powerful recoil force of the crushed Hummer military vehicle, his body bounced out like a kangaroo.
Originally, he wanted to use the magical power of teleportation and flash, and instantly project his body to dozens or even hundreds of meters away. However, due to insufficient Qi and blood, and physical problems, he was unable to do so, and could only barely reach supersonic speed.
Whoosh!
Almost at the same time that Chen Yang's body bounced out, the first napalm missile arrived.
This thing is a powerful weapon. Because it is too powerful and inhumane, it has even been banned by the United Nations.
Boom!
Following a shocking explosion, a blinding flame shot up into the sky. Its shape looked somewhat similar to the mushroom cloud of a nuclear explosion. The flames, accompanied by the shock wave, swept in all directions, engulfing everything, sweeping away everything, and destroying everything, just like the Yellow River flooding that was out of control.
Chen Yang jumped several dozen meters away, but was still caught up by the raging flames and covered by them.
Even in the flames, Chen Yang did not stop and rushed out of the flames at an extremely fast speed.
But at this time, the second rocket arrived, which was a cluster missile.
This thing is also banned by the United Nations because it is too lethal and can cause large-scale casualties.
Chen Yang had just emerged from the raging fire caused by the explosion of the napalm missile at full speed when he was hit on the head again.
And then came the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth!
When six rockets exploded one after another, an area of one kilometer in radius outside Myawa City turned into scorched earth.
It was a doomsday scene, like Asura Hell, where all life was extinguished.
General Kunlong held a telescope, his eyes fixed on the flames and thick smoke outside the city. He never saw any figure rushing out, and his heart gradually calmed down.
However, General Kunlong is not the only one who is closely following the battle situation in Myawaddy at this moment. There are also the military of Myanmar's legitimate authorities and the military of our China.
They have spies in the Tiger Independence Army and are trying to incite rebellion.
Everything that happened in Myawaddy City did not escape their eyes.
Even when TT Park was beaten by Chen Yang, the news reached the official authorities of Myanmar and relevant departments of China.
This is a win-win situation for both the Chinese authorities and the genuine Myanmar authorities.
As the saying goes, take advantage of his illness and kill him!
The Chinese authorities suggested to the Burmese authorities that they should take advantage of this opportunity to send troops to the Tiger Independence Army, attack Huanglong directly, and recover the lost territory. Also, they should protect the Chinese piglets in the TT fraud park and send them to China safely. The criminals should also be sent to China for trial.
Several of the Tigers' ace regiments were wiped out, and the rest were just a bunch of scumbags who were completely useless. As long as the Burmese authorities mobilized their troops, they would surely be able to take over the Tigers' territory like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
The top commander of the Burmese army, five-star general Anlong, personally dispatched troops to prepare for an attack on the Tiger Independence Army. This is a golden opportunity that cannot be missed.
As we all know, Myanmar is a military-ruled country. In name, the President is the highest head of state, but in reality the real power lies in the hands of five-star General Anlong.
In other words, Anlong is the invisible emperor of Myanmar.
"General An, this is the spy we planted in the Tiger Independence Army. He took a photo of the Chinese warrior before his death. From his face, he does look like a Chinese." A confidant walked up to General Anlong and handed him a freshly printed photo.
In the photo, Chen Yang was walking out from the midst of continuous artillery fire, killing a group of people who blocked his way with his own hands, and the blood flowed like a river.
An Long took the photo and looked at it. Wow, not only did the face look like a Chinese, but it also looked very young. It really fits the saying that heroes emerge from youth.
"Send the photo to China to confirm if it's their person." Anlong said after staring at the photo for a few seconds.
"General An, I just received news that Kunlong is in contact with Nicholas, a major arms dealer in the Stars and Stripes Empire, and is preparing to purchase a batch of arms from Nicholas. One of them is the HIMARS rocket launcher, and they are planning to use this rocket launcher to deal with the powerful Chinese." The confidant said again.
"What? Haimas?" An Long's heart was shocked when he heard it, and then he said, "Then I can only pray that this Chinese strongman's horoscope is strong enough."
……
At this moment, in Myawaddy, the Tiger Independence Army Headquarters.
"How is it? General Kunlong, is the power of Himas okay?" Nicholas said with a faint smile.
The sea of fire outside the city was like the flooding of the Yellow River, uncontrollable. Even without a telescope, one could see it from any corner of the city. It was extremely eye-catching.
General Kunlong stared at the flames with a telescope for several minutes, his eyes almost popped out, but he didn't see anyone coming out, so he finally felt relieved.
"General Kunlong, now you believe that people have been killed, right? Can we go drink Han Di Moutai?" Nicholas asked General Kunlong with a faint smile, still thinking about other people's Han Di Moutai.
There are only ten bottles of Moutai liquor in the world, and it is exclusively brewed. It is hard to imagine how delicious this Moutai liquor is.
Kunlong took down the telescope, rubbed his aching temple, and handed the telescope to a personal guard beside him, asking him to continue observing the movements and saying that after the fire was extinguished, he would find the person alive or the body dead.
The personal guard understood what General Kunlong meant and continued to observe with a telescope.
"I'm sorry, Nicholas, my friend, I just boasted. I don't have any Han Di Moutai at all. That stuff is limited to ten bottles worldwide, and I don't know which big guy has hidden it. It's impossible for me to get it. However, except for Han Di Moutai, I have collected almost all other Moutai. If you want to taste it, I will take you to my wine cellar." General Kunlong said embarrassedly.
"That's such a pity. But fortunately I'm not picky. Let's go and take a look at your wine cellar," said Nicholas.
As they talked, they walked into the elevator arm in arm and went down the observation tower.
Just when they came to the ground, suddenly, the personal guard in the watchtower who was observing Chen Yang's movements with a telescope narrowed his eyes, as if he had discovered something wrong.
The guard saw a human figure suddenly emerge from the sea of fire outside the city. The figure was walking towards the sea of fire, and it was becoming clearer and clearer.
There was something like a large pot cover hanging above the man's head, but it was unclear what it was.
"Damn it, he's not dead! How is this possible? This is Himas! How did he survive?" The guard was so shocked that he was terrified to the extreme.
At this time, General Kunlong and arms dealer Nicholas were walking out of the elevator in the watchtower and reaching the ground.
The guard immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "General Kunlong, it's bad. That Chinese warrior is not dead! He is not dead!"
"What the hell?"
After all, the watchtower was a hundred meters high, and the sound quality of his voice changed when it reached the ground. General Kunlong was confused and his forehead was full of black lines.
The guard was extremely anxious and wanted to jump off the watchtower. He took a telescope and glanced at the flames outside the city. He saw that the figure he had just seen had walked out of the flames. His angular features were recognizable. It was none other than the young Chinese warrior.
The thing that looked like a pot lid hanging above its head could also be seen clearly. It looked like a tripod, a big tripod.
However, at the critical moment, Chen Yang thought quickly and took out the Shennong Medicine King Cauldron, covered himself with it like a pot lid, and curled up on the ground.
This is a large-caliber rocket, which is no different from a missile and is even more terrifying than an ordinary missile. He is not stupid enough to resist it with his body, because even if it cannot kill him, it can cause great damage to his body.
The Shennong Medicine King Cauldron is also strong enough, worthy of being a holy artifact of the Great Dao. Even tungsten core armor-piercing bullets cannot break it.
However, being stewed and roasted in the cauldron, the temperature of thousands of degrees, the thunderous explosions, and the poisonous fog were enough to make Chen Yang feel very uncomfortable. He experienced the feeling of smoke and fire.
Fortunately, he is in the divine realm, and his vitality is as strong as that of a cockroach. If he were a martial arts master, as many as possible would have died.
After all, a martial arts master is only a human cannon, not enough to withstand the damage of large-caliber missiles.
Although the God Realm is known as the world's nuclear weapon, if you really want to resist nuclear weapons, you must at least be a great perfection in the God Realm, half a step into the golden elixir. And it must be a small to medium-yield nuclear weapon.
If you want to resist a large-yield nuclear weapon, millions of tons of TNT equivalent, or even tens of millions of tons of TNT equivalent, you must cultivate a golden elixir. Because the golden elixir must survive the thunder tribulation, the destructive power of which is comparable to that of a nuclear weapon. In the thunder tribulation, you can forge a true Vajra-indestructible body, so you have the capital to resist nuclear weapons.
Walking out of the flames at this moment, Chen Yang's head was still buzzing and his ears were ringing. It felt like he had been hit on the head with hundreds of clubs.
"General Kunlong, he is not dead. He has walked out of the flames." The personal guard shouted at the ground again.
"What the hell? I can't hear it clearly." General Kunlong's face suddenly turned black. He then put his right hand to his ear, bent his three middle fingers together, and made a phone call gesture.
The guard was so anxious that he forgot that he had a walkie-talkie at hand and could have communicated directly.
However, just as he took the radio in his hand and was about to speak, a shocking sound suddenly came from the void, extremely sharp and harsh.
When he looked up, he saw a long golden rainbow that penetrated the sky and earth, breaking through the air from the direction outside the city, and he didn't know how many times the speed of sound it was.
call out!
Accompanied by the rumbling sound of sword energy and thunder, the golden rainbow rushed to the hundred-meter-high watchtower at a speed faster than lightning. With a swish, it circled around the thinnest part of the waist of the watchtower and cut fiercely.
Just like cutting tofu with a big knife, the watchtower was cut in half immediately, and the upper half collapsed with a loud bang, making a thunderous sound in the headquarters compound. The guard died on the spot.
"He's not dead!" General Kunlong was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't notice that the collapsed watchtower almost hit him. The first thing that came to his mind was that the Chinese strongman was not dead.
These are six super heavy missiles with various warheads. Each warhead is extremely cruel. They clearly hit people but didn't kill them. This is horrible.
"A flying sword? Is it magic?" Nicholas stared at the Sun and Moon Flying Swords that were hanging in the air and making clanging sounds, his forehead full of black lines.
After all, their Western culture is different from our Eastern culture. When an Oriental person sees a flying sword, the first thing he will think of is the flying swords in the fairy world, rather than magic like Westerners.
"Nicholas, didn't you say that there is no one that can't be defeated by a single salvo of fire from HIMARS? This flying sword must have been driven by that Chinese warrior, and he is not dead at all. The HIMARS of your Star-Spangled Empire is just a silver-plated spear head, which looks good but is useless. It is not as powerful as boasted. You bastard, I am going to be killed by you. He is about to kill me." General Kunlong was furious and questioned Nicholas.
Buzz!
He could truly feel an overwhelming murderous intent, madly approaching him.
Now he just wished he could turn himself into an ant and find a crack in the ground to crawl into so that Chen Yang wouldn't be able to find him.
"Don't get excited, my friend. You can question me, but you can't question HIMARS. This is a weapon of war that has been tested time and time again on the battlefield. Even the Russian Empire is afraid of it, and the big Eastern country is terrified. I did say that there is no one who can't be dealt with by a single salvo of HIMARS, but I also said that if there is, then let's have another round of salvos. To express my apology, I will give you a 18% discount on the second round of missiles, and only charge you $880,000." Nicholas said to General Kunlong sincerely. Although he looked like a good old man, his nature as a profiteer was exposed.
Even with a 18% discount, the price of a missile is still several times higher than the market price.
But Kunlong had no choice. He was just a third-rate rebel from a third-rate country and had no say. Even though he knew he was being taken advantage of, he still had to smile and hand over the money to others and even beg them.
However, while the second round of salvos was still being loaded, the gate of the headquarters suddenly exploded and almost collapsed the entire gate building.
A young and handsome oriental man with black hair and black eyes walked in.