Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster! Chapter 210 - 81 War God3

"It’s a pity, these people are definitely going to die this ti."

"After this battle, the chanical God Sect will likely suffer heavy losses and will have to keep a low profile in the future."

"Not necessarily."

As Lei Jie finished speaking, Ji Xing, who was also on the radio, interjected:

"There are only ten Holy Temple Guard Brigades here, which is just half of the Guard Brigade."

"A scale of three thousand people is large for a battle, but compared to the nearly 100,000 troops of the chanical God Sect spread across various regions, it’s actually not that large."

"They will be hurt, but they won’t be completely defeated by this."

"We don’t need to sympathize with them, let them et their destiny."

"Indeed, there’s no need for sympathy."

Chen Jian paused slightly and then said:

"But there’s also no need for more deaths."

"The objective has already been achieved, the opponent’s further actions are obviously curbed, and they are no longer a threat to us."

"After all, they are fighting monsters, we can’t just sit by and watch."

"Moreover, we still need them to retain limited forces to serve as a barrier between us and Huadu."

"Prepare to intervene."

"Take out that monster!"

"Understood!"

.....

On the Cannon Formation of the chanical God Sect, the commander of the Fourth Guard Brigade fired the last bullet from his gun.

He rolled over to pick up another rifle from a corpse and frantically shot at the deford head of the monster.

But clearly, such attacks would have no effect.

The cannon formation had been completely destroyed, and in front of this monstrously defensive creature, all struggles had beco a joke.

Maybe it’s ti to retreat?

But if they retreat now, how should the outco of this grand expedition be written?

He looked around, trying to find the Archbishop to receive his orders.

But wherever his sight reached, there was no longer any trace of that black figure.

The commander laughed mockingly at himself.

He knew the other had already retreated before him.

Yes, he is the esteed "sir", how could he possibly leave his life here in vain?

There must be more important matters waiting for him, right?

But what about himself?

For him, the most important thing might be to die alongside his soldiers.

The commander picked up another rifle, roaring as he poured bullets into the mountainous monster.

He didn’t expect such an attack to achieve anything; he was rely trying to attract the creature’s attention, wanting it to attack him first, to let himself die upfront.

----However, just as he fired his bullet.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion rang out.

The monster’s body trembled violently and suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Then ca the second, third shot.

"Boom! Boom!"

Grenades repeatedly rained down on the monster, further weakening the already thin "armor".

The monster completely lost its ability to resist, pinned down by this continuous precise bombardnt.

The commander stared blankly at the horrifying scene before him, horrified to find that the six consecutive shells fell almost within the sa extrely small range.

The armor on the monster’s body rippled like waves and exploded like water splashes.

Is it about to die?

Where did these shells co from?

A thought suddenly flashed in the commander’s mind, and then he looked in the direction from which the shells had arrived, towards the distant east.

What distance is this?

Twenty kiloters?

Thirty kiloters?

Such a long distance...

How did they do it?

Confusion, shock, unwillingness, and fear intermingled, eventually rging into an emotion he was unwilling to admit yet had to acknowledge.

Reverence.

No matter who they are, they are definitely worthy opponents.

The commander stood up straight again, staring directly at the monster that had fallen to the ground.

And the next second.

A rapidly passing shell traced a teor-like trajectory in the air, then fell upon the monster’s body at a speed far exceeding the others.

Following the ripples opened by the grenades, this shell drilled deeply into the monster’s body.

Then, passed through.

The ground erupted with flying dust.

But there was no explosion.

Nor sparks.

This silent steel from over twenty kiloters away pinned the monster harshly to the ground.

Then ca the second, third shell.

When the last shell fell, the once-arrogant monster had lost its breath.

From start to finish, this monster never saw its true enemy.

But its enemy, as if casually waving a hand, easily annihilated it from dozens of kiloters away.

The commander trembled, half-kneeling on the ground.

At this mont, he truly understood what a true...

War God.