My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

"The next second—"

The cannon installed on the off-road vehicle flashed with consonant flames.

"Boom!!"

However, after just firing one shot, the two of them heard a huge dull sound in their ears!

I saw that the off-road vehicle was directly overturned by the recoil of the battery, and the battery stopped firing immediately. The stumbled and shot out of the chamber landed on the ground more than 100 meters away from the two of them.

No casualties were caused.

On the contrary, the sound of the explosion of the cannonball attracted the attention of many people.

The two of them could vaguely see that a few hundred meters away, many people came out of the warehouse and abandoned buildings with firearms.

"Cough!"

Chen Jiang let out a light cough that couldn't be hung on his face, and then hurriedly and slightly embarrassedly used the space bracelet to remove the fort from the car, placed it on the ground, and aimed the muzzle at City 18.

He somewhat forgot that with the tonnage of this off-road vehicle, it was a little bit unable to withstand the recoil of this battery.

On the other hand, Scar Dog's eyes flickered as if he didn't see all this, which helped Chen Jiang relieve this embarrassment very well.

After re-aiming the muzzle.

Chen Jiang looked at the group of mechanical clansmen who came out of the abandoned warehouses and abandoned buildings with guns, took out a cigarette again and kept it to his mouth.

Leaning on the pistol in both hands, he looked up at the sky forty-five degrees, with deep eyes filled with stories.

And the white shirt stained with blood and dust, the messy collar and the unshaven hair, under the noon sun, looked like an explorer who was a little uncomfortable standing in the light of return.

"May God bless you."

At the same time, the voice was slightly hoarse, and it sounded slowly between the two of them with a sense of comfort like a spring breeze.

And Scar Dog also leaned on the overturned off-road vehicle with his arms folded, looking at the sky above Chen Jiang's side with a deep expression, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

The mottled bloodstains on the complexion made the whole person look like a dead tree in the wilderness, full of tenacity, and stood upright.

And this time-

The fort seemed to be unwilling to be lonely either, and didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime pretending scene, and the flames of the gun barrel lit up again.

"Boom!!"

The red pattern on the gun barrel lit up instantly as if it was being charged, and as the unknown fluid inside the magazine began to flow rapidly, red flames blazed towards City 18 at a speed that was difficult to capture.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

One after another, the shells landed on the top of the factory building and on the waist of the abandoned building.

The poor will strike with precision, and the rich will cover with firepower.

Under Chen Jiang's settings, the fort did not suppress its rate of fire at all, and fired at full rate of fire!

At a range of 2500 meters.

With a rate of fire of 2,900 rounds per minute, this fort smashed shells one by one towards the 18th city frantically! !

"Boom!"

Huge explosions and flames lit up in 18 cities!

The flame brighter than the sun made the residents of 18 cities truly realize what it is called the charm of firepower!

After five minutes of continuous bombing.

A shroud of energy suddenly lit up over City 18, covering the entire city.

The artillery shell of the turret will explode when it hits the energy shield, and the shock wave will be absorbed by the energy shield.

Only when three or four shells land in one place in a row will the energy shield be smashed into a small opening, but this small opening will soon be repaired by the entire huge energy shield.

"Hey."

Seeing that City 18 quickly took precautions, Chen Jiang grinned and clapped his hands: "If that's the case, then today's meeting ceremony is over."

"Continue tomorrow."

"Also let you feel the feeling of being slaughtered by your machine race when we came to this world."

And the reminder sound in his ear kept ringing.

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"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang for successfully killing 78 mechanical clansmen."

"Because the Human Race and the Machine Race are in a state of war, 78 Merit Points will be awarded."

".."

"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang for successfully killing 120 mechanical clansmen."

"Because the Human Race and the Machine Race are in a state of war, 120 Merit Points will be awarded."

"..."

"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang for successfully killing 32 mechanical clansmen."

"Because the Human Race and the Machine Race are in a state of war, 32 Merit Points will be awarded."

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"Ding, congratulations to player Chen Jiang, who successfully killed 1234 alien players today."

"Top, number one on the kill list."

"Hey."

Chen Jiang picked up the steel sword automatic control fort, got in the car, and drove away to prepare to temporarily avoid the revenge of the 18 city, while looking at the information in front of him, he was a little surprised: "It turned out to be the first, yesterday's first was a blow. Killed nearly 2,000 aliens."

"Kill leaderboard."

"Number one, Terran, Chen Jiang."

"Number of aliens killed: 1234."

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

"Number of aliens killed: 428."

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

"Number of aliens killed: 334."

"It has shrunk a lot from yesterday."

"Maybe it's now or noon, and the two are still exerting their strength? Or maybe they just found an alien gathering place with a large population yesterday, but they didn't find it today?"

After Chen Jiang thought about it for a while, he stopped thinking about this issue for the time being.

This is only the second day after the Killing Ranking came out. After a few days, he will strengthen it again. In the future, the number one on the Killing Ranking will only be his name, Chen Jiang.

I saw that the Terran player topped the list.

For Terran players, it should be a big incentive.

Strangely, it stands to reason that there should be a lot of human players who volunteered to become slaves in the place where the bombardment was just now.

Soon, he figured it out.

It should be that these slaves were forced to join the machine race.

Speaking of which, what is the racial talent of the machine race?

And it seems that the people of the machine race are not like their human race, everyone has a random talent?

After thinking about it for a long time, Chen Jiang put his left hand on the edge of the car window, held the steering wheel with one hand, tilted his head to look at the corner of Scardog's mouth, and said with a smile, "How about it? Can you take a picture?"

"nature."

Scardog smiled and took out a camera from his arms, and the camera had a photo showing half of its tail.

This is a prop they left behind.

There is not much use, you can only take pictures and wash them out.

But the two of them still kept this prop and didn't use it as reinforcement. After all... in this world where you don't know when you will die, you can use photos to record your life nodes.

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Scar Dog handed this photo to Chen Jiang.

The picture on the photo is the picture they pretended to pose just now.

Chen Jiang was leaning on a hand cannon with a slender barrel in both hands, wearing a white shirt stained with dust and blood, and straight suit trousers, his eyes were deep and slanted towards the sky.

Scar Dog leaned on the overturned off-road vehicle with his arms folded, stepped on the off-road vehicle with one foot, stood on Chen Jiang's side, and looked at the sky above Chen Jiang's head.

And the fort with bright red lines is located between the two of them, roaring and sending cannonballs into the distance.

The distant view is 18 cities shrouded in gunpowder smoke and hot flames.

The composition of the golden ratio, the perfect contrast of movement and stillness, makes this photo look very charming.

"good."

Chen Jiang held the photo in one hand and admired it for a while with a satisfied expression before inserting the photo into a small card slot on the driver's cab, and said with a smile.

"If we can live to get married and have children, our children will definitely think that their father is very powerful when they see this photo."

"That is required!"

Scar Dog patted his bamboo-like chest hard, gave a thumbs up and laughed loudly.

"Hey!"

Chen Jiang shook his head and laughed, looked away from the photo, and slammed the accelerator down: "Sit tight!"

The sound rang violently.

The off-road vehicle rushed forward at an almost wild speed in the unhindered wilderness!

With the lens zoomed out.

All I could see was an off-road vehicle with dust behind it, whistling forward.

I could vaguely hear the unbridled and arrogant bursts of laughter with a trace of exhaustion drifting along the wind.