A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 163 I think the firepower is not enough!
The pickup truck speeds ahead, the photographer sitting in the back.

The camera focuses on the exoskeleton armor.

Both sides are very fast.

The camera kept moving back and then suddenly stopped.

Man Wenwu appeared in front of the camera again.

"arrive!"

When the cameraman got out of the car, Man Wenwu pointed the camera at the dark night ahead.

"Over there, that's one kilometer away from our position!"

"The targets for two tanks were placed there this afternoon!"

"Of course, it's just the shell that imitates a tank, there's nothing inside!"

"Now! Let me show you!"

As he spoke, the exoskeleton armor had begun to be unloaded.

Within tens of seconds, the drones were all dismantled.

These crouched drones were unfolded, only to find that there was a small bomb underneath each one.

The next second, these drones lined up in a row took off instantly, hovering one meter above the ground, and rushed into the darkness.

Fortunately, these drones have lights on them so that the cameras can see clearly.

These drones are like little elves flying at night, flying through the night, as if they are dancing in the night.

If you look closely, it's easy to spot the problem.

The movements of each of these drones are different!
The netizens in the live broadcast room are very stupid, but there are also professionals.

——"Intelligent drone grouping system!"

——"What the hell? Drone grouping, isn't it very simple? I've watched drone performances many times! Dragons, fireworks, etc., aren't they all at your fingertips?"

——"That's a pre-set program! This is real-time calculation! You need to avoid obstacles at any time, and you also need to let the drone understand its position!"

——"Damn it! Swarm! Aren't they invincible on the battlefield?"

——"This kind of technology is on the battlefield, and I only have electromagnetic interference! Everything is GG!"

——"I detonated it by remote control! Then the artillery fired three times at the explosion point rapidly!"

——"I have a space laser cannon!"

——"I have a tungsten rod!"

When the troll netizens were arguing with each other, the drone light under the camera suddenly turned red.

Then, as if they had discovered something, these scattered drones divided into two obvious groups and swarmed towards their respective positions.

then!

Just one explosion after another.

Boom boom boom!
Dozens of explosions were heard, and the sudden glimmer of light was the best guide for individual missiles!

Individual missiles were fired one after another.

The person controlling the powered exoskeleton moves very quickly, supported by the powerful power of the exoskeleton.

He can shoot left and right.

Individual missile canisters were thrown away two by two.

The photographer turned the camera to Man Wenwu in a stupid way, and in an instant, captured the heartache on Man Wenwu's face.

After noticing the cameraman's movements, Man Wenwu quickly returned to normal.

Continue looking ahead through the binoculars.

He was still chattering.

"Yeah! Not bad! The firepower is very sufficient! Next time, I will have a reason to let one carry 270 tons of ammunition!"

"This is real! The director can't be a swindler!"

After shooting the individual missiles, it was the turn of the 120 mortars.

Man Wenwu climbed into the car silently, the photographer also climbed up, and the two drove the car a little further to the side.

It wasn't until the mortar fired its fifth shell that the two men quietly drove back.

Another cannonball hit, a little crooked. Man Wenwu put down his binoculars, looked at the man in the exoskeleton and cursed:
"Pillar! Your TND is crooked! There is an infrared function on the exoskeleton, don't you know how to turn it on?"

"That tank shell of yours has no heat source!"

"Ball! With so many individual missiles hitting it, the metal heat flow from the explosion has no temperature, right? Hurry up and hit! After the hit, we have to go over and take a look!"

Zhuzhu raised his middle finger to Man Wenwu, lowered his head and continued to fuck.

Repeatedly bending down and looking up.Fifty rounds of artillery shells were fired, and the pillar picked up the imitation M134 six-barreled heavy machine gun next to it, and roared forward like a superman.

The configuration of three high-explosive rounds and one tracer round makes the stream of bullets sprayed from the muzzle clearly visible in the night.

The shining tracer bullets indicate that this person is also high!
Sweeping indiscriminately.

Seeing this, Man Wenwu picked up the walkie-talkie and tuned all channels.

"Hey! Zhuzhu! What are you doing?"

"Report! I'm simulating machine gun fire suppression!"

"Okay! You go back tonight! Write a [-]-word trial report! I'll ask for it tomorrow morning!"

"what?"

"One hundred thousand words!"

"It will kill me! Let me go!" Zhuzi begged in the communication.

Man Wenwu was unmoved, but picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted with a smile:

"Hey! Zhuzhu said he doesn't want to write [-] words!"

As soon as he finished speaking, some chaotic sounds sounded on the intercom.

"Don't worry! We will supervise him! Hehehehe!"

"I will definitely supervise him well!"

"He can't finish writing [-] words, and he will never be allowed to sleep!"

As he spoke, the jeep and the exoskeleton arrived at the target point.

The simulated target originally placed here has turned into a pile of broken pieces.

Deeply fried.

Zhu Zhu controlled the exoskeleton and walked over, showing off the heavy machine gun in his hand.

Then he opened his mask and blew a whistle.

"I think the firepower is good!"

The cameraman pointed the camera at the pillar. Man Wenwu held his chin with his right hand, slowly walked into the camera and shook his head.

"I don't think the firepower is enough! It's still a little bit behind!" As he spoke, he looked up at the sky.

"Aerial firepower, or in other words, space-based firepower, is still a little lacking!"

In the live broadcast here, Mo Yu switched the camera while he was lamenting.

Mo Yu couldn't stand such a pretentious person!
In this live broadcast room, no one is allowed to be more pretentious than him!
The camera was switched and the people in the live broadcast room stopped.

——"Brother! I beg you! Cut it back!"

——"Brother! Your words are my direction! But now, please let me take another look!"

——"Help me, big brother!"

Mo Yu searched among several test videos and found a video of an armed police officer.

Connect signal.

The live broadcast perspective here is not from the offensive side, but from the defensive side.

During the live broadcast, the photographer also created a special lens effect.

CS’s T camp perspective.

However, except for this frame, everything else is pitch black and nothing can be seen.

Unable to see anything, the shady netizens were like wine barrels whose happy time was interrupted, furious.

——"We want to see Manchu civil and military forces!"

——"We don't want to see this! It's pitch black! How can anyone in the T camp not plant a bomb?"

——"Exactly! I remember back then, I used a sniper and rushed to point A alone with a bomb, and I beat the former professional player to tears!"

——"Is there anyone who plays CS? I will kill one person in every round!"

——"Damn it! With such a great talent, no team wants you?"

——"Is it powerful to kill one person in every round?"

——"Super powerful, okay! Even as good as Mo Laoxian! Ranked among the immortals!"

——"As long as he carries the bomb on his back to plant it, and then doesn't kill anyone! He can survive! Unlike this big brother carrying a camera!"

While the netizens were still mocking the cameraman, a strange friction sound came.

(End of this chapter)