It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 446 Bombing the Metropolis

"Towards Rose Street."

Liu Zheng said to the driver.

Although you are prepared to bomb the monk, you also have to consider the possibility of failure.

If the operation fails or is not completed, it will depend on the doctors and others to fight this bunch of bald donkeys head-on.

"it is good."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and the hound immediately ran happily on the road.

"Hurry up."

Liu Zheng urged.

The old monk was so fast that he reached the tank in just a few blinks of an eye.

"as you wish."

This is what the driver was waiting for.

He lifted the cover next to the joystick, revealing the big red button inside, and punched it down.

A daisy-shaped exhaust pipe consisting of a main exhaust pipe and a circle of auxiliary exhaust pipes extended from the back of the hound's butt, and then blue flames spewed out together.

"hiss!"

Liu Zheng, who saw this scene through the periscope, felt his anus tighten and his sphincter began to hurt.

The last time he played against the Postman, the scene was exactly the same as this after he took the "NO Propellant".

Under the action of propellant, the tank's speed doubled again, turning it from a corgi among dogs into a greyhound among dogs.

The old monk's figure gradually moved away in the periscope.

"Amitabha. As expected of someone from the Bloody Restaurant, he really has some tricks up his sleeve."

The old monk was not too surprised.

The Bloody Restaurant is so famous that even they have heard of it in the Metaverse.

But he also realized that the delivery man came here to save people.

Since it is a private matter, it depends on your ability.

"All disciples, please lend me a helping hand."

The old monk shouted.

"I will follow the elder's order."

The Cyber ​​Monks raised their right arms, and QR code patterns fell off and flew towards him.

Upon seeing this, the old monk also raised his right arm, absorbed the QR codes into his own pattern, and then automatically transformed into a large glowing swastika character.

"Amitabha."

He chanted the Buddha's name for a long time, his tone slightly solemn.

Although this method of transmitting power through QR codes is not dangerous, it requires a lot of computing power and capacity from the person being transmitted.

If he was at his prime, there would be no problem, but now his strength is less than half of what it was, so it would be a bit of a stretch for him to use this method.

The old monk only felt a swelling pain between his eyebrows, and his relic was about to split apart. If he didn't vent it out quickly, he was afraid that his power would backfire.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi."

The old monk chanted a verse and spread his five fingers to grab the tank.

A huge shadow of a hand appeared above the tank, grasping the entire tank.

The hunting dog, which was originally running wildly, seemed to be locked in a cage. It could only dig the ground on the spot and make shrill cries.

"Colonel, the hound should have more abilities than this, right?"

Liu Zheng provoked.

"Of course the hound is capable of more than that. But if I really do that, you'll all have to get out of the car."

the driver said.

As a senior employee, the driver naturally knows where to draw the line.

Firing a few bullets to block the laser can be considered an accidental trigger, but forcibly breaking through the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand can't be said to be stepping on the wrong accelerator.

After all, if the driver wanted to, he could just throw Liu Zheng and the others out of the car, and the other party would naturally let him go.

"Okay, we're almost there now."

Liu Zheng looked around. They were currently located near a park. The nearest residential building was dozens of meters away, so naturally there was no one in the park.

He didn't know how powerful the air strike was. If it still caused accidental injuries, there would be nothing he could do.

After all, this is all he can do, and it's good enough that he can protect the people around him.

"Then start your show. It's been a while since I last saw an air raid. I hope those gray beasts' food isn't as soft as their borscht."

The driver showed a chilling smile on his face again.

"I'm not worried about that. I'm just worried that the airstrike will be too powerful and take us all away."

Liu Zheng complained.

"Don't doubt my accomplishments in tank modification. If those gray beasts really give me a surprise, I don't mind sacrificing myself to help you take the bomb."

The driver said in a loud voice.

"The Colonel is mighty."

He gave a thumbs-up sign with his four tentacles.

It’s hard to say about other things, but the driver would definitely not lie about the matter with the Red Ghost. That would be almost the same as denying his own existence.

"Go ahead, set off some big fireworks. The night sky of the metropolis hasn't been bright for a long time."

The driver said calmly, his tone sounding somewhat sad.

"it is good."

Liu Zheng took out the air raid siren and the frogfish king's whistle sac, then pushed open the hatch and got out of the tank.

"Amitabha. The sea of ​​suffering is endless. I advise you to turn back."

The old monk said immediately when he saw him.

"God is above us. The law will not stop us. I advise the monk to stop now."

Liu Zheng said tit for tat.

"You are joking, benefactor. When the bloody restaurant forced takeout to take people's lives, did it ever worry about the law?"

The old monk said sarcastically.

"That makes sense. Let's see what's going on."

He nodded.

"Under the mouth?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Liu Zheng stuffing the frog fish king's sac into his mouth.

"Name: Frogfish King's Song Sac (One-time)"

"Type: Props"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect: After use, it will produce a powerful indiscriminate sonic attack."

"Note: It is strictly forbidden to use it in public places. Violators will be fined and sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment ranging from 10 to 100 years."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

"Gugua!"

His cheeks puffed up and then shrank in an instant.

Just as the huge sound wave was about to spread in all directions, it was completely absorbed by the air raid sirens.

"Diamond Finger!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old monk clenched his fist, inserted his thumb through his index and middle fingers, and stabbed it hard.

The Buddha's hand shadow also clenched its fist and stretched out its fingers, stabbing towards Liu Zheng.

The Vajra Finger hadn't even reached him yet, but the residual power it emitted was enough to make his bones creak.

If it were hit, it would probably be shattered into a pile of meat and bone powder on the spot.

Unfortunately, Liu Zheng reacted faster. He threw away the air raid siren and retreated into the tank.

The Diamond Finger poked the falling hatch cover, making a loud crash. The entire tank bounced up and down slightly under the reaction force, leaving dents and cracks on the ground.

There was also a dent of medium depth on the wax outer shell of the hatch cover, about the same size as the thickness of a Buddha's finger.

"This monk is quite capable. If it were a kitten, he might have penetrated the armor."

The driver commented. "And now?"

"Now? Even if he breaks his finger, he won't be able to poke the coat of paint on the hound."

The driver said confidently.

In order not to embarrass himself in front of his old rival, he spared no expense in this renovation. The little money Liu Zheng gave him was not even enough to cover the cost of materials.

However, the wax shells can be recycled and reused, and he can then say that it was for testing new transformation projects, so it’s not a big problem.

While the two were talking, the air raid siren thrown into the air by Liu Zheng had been activated.

"Name: Hand-cranked air raid siren"

"Type: Equipment"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect 1: After use, it will emit a large-scale sonic attack."

"Effect 2: Can be used with other sonic items or skills. When the power reaches the upper limit, it will summon a large-scale airstrike. After triggering this effect, the item will be automatically destroyed."

"Note: When no sirens are sounded in the streets near you and you do, you become a target for airstrikes."

“Can I take the copy out: No”

Having absorbed the huge sound wave energy generated by the frogfish king's sac, the air raid siren undoubtedly triggered effect two.

The handle, like a tractor starter, turned rapidly, and a sharp alarm sounded throughout the sky.

A bomber with a yellow-green paint scheme, a streamlined fuselage, and elliptical flat wings and tail flew out from the clouds.

There are black cross logos on both sides of its wings and fuselage, and there is also a "卐" character rotated 45° counterclockwise on the tail.

"Ah, it's our vulture."

The driver showed a surprised expression.

“Is this your plane?”

Liu Zheng asked.

"Yes. This is the He111 medium bomber, but we are used to calling it the 'Vulture'. It has excellent power and firepower, and is as reliable in a bomber as my kitten is in a heavy tank."

The driver introduced.

He also didn't expect that the first bomber summoned by the air raid siren given by Red Ghost would be their "Vulture".

"It seems that those gray animals still remember the fear of being dominated by our iron birds."

The driver said proudly.

Liu Zheng glanced at him and politely did not expose him.

In fact, what he wanted to say was that, given Red Ghost's personality, this air raid siren was most likely a captured trophy.

"Da da da"

The bomber's machine guns spewed out dazzling flames, and bullets almost as thick as wrists splashed down below.

The direction of the bullets were almost all towards the monks.

This is certainly not because the "Hound" has the same origin as it, but because compared to attacking a heavily armored tank, it is obviously more beneficial to attack a bionic body without any armor.

Although this wave of attacks was not particularly sudden, the cyber monks had no intention of avoiding it.

This was not because they were frightened or overconfident, but because all their magic power had been transferred to the old monk and they were now unable to react.

"Daluo robes!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old monk quickly took off his robes and threw them to the monks.

The brown cassock expanded dozens of times to become a robe, blocking the bullets falling from the sky for the monks.

The high-powered fragmentation bullets blasted the vestments into puddles like rainy days, leaving dense pits.

However, with the help of magic power, there was no sign of the robe being shot through.

However, despite having perfectly defended this wave, the old monk's expression did not show any sign of relaxation.

Although he had never seen a bomber, his years of experience in fighting told him that the other party must have follow-up measures.

He glanced at the motionless monks, his mind racing.

The purpose is to return the borrowed magic power to the monks so that they can regain their ability to move.

It would be better to continue to pool everyone's magical powers into one, ensuring that his own strength can reach half of the level before he was born.

After a moment's hesitation, the old monk made a decision.

Although the lives of the monks are precious and completing the mission is important, what he values ​​most is his successor, the great monk.

He would first try to see if he could complete the task. If he failed, he would run away with the monk Dade.

As long as the monk is here, there is no need to worry about having no sutras to recite.

"Flaming Knife!"

The old monk put his fingers together and turned them into a palm, chopping down towards the sky.

A flaming blade trailed a long trajectory and slashed towards the He111 medium bomber.

"BOOM!"

The He111 medium bomber tried to climb to avoid it, but its climbing speed was obviously not as fast as the almost massless flaming blade, and it was cut in half.

However, it faithfully completed its mission before it blew up.

"shhhhhh"

Eight aerial bombs fell from the bomb boxes almost at the same time, but this time the main target was no longer the monks, but the more valuable "Hound" tanks.

"Daluo robes!"

The old monk quickly cast the spell again, but this time it no longer covered everyone. Instead, it shrunk to the size of a person and wrapped him tightly.

"Arhat's Golden Body!"

The old monk made a seal with his left hand and made the gesture of picking his ears with his right hand, imitating the expression of Nagasena, the Ear-picking Arhat, among the Eighteen Arhats.

A golden liquid secreted from the pores of the bionic skin and then solidified, coating him in a layer of gold paint.

"Amitabha."

After making preparations for both situations, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief.

The Daluo robe and the Arhat golden body are the strongest defensive spells he can use now. The combination of the two should be able to protect him.

As for the great monk, he has the Thousand-petaled Green Lotus of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to protect him, so there is no problem at all.

As for Zhikong, Zhiwu and other monks, they can only pray for Buddha's blessing.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were continuous flashes of fire and explosions, and bombers of different types appeared in the sky.

Il-4, Lancaster, B-17, B-24, Manchester
One after another, bombers of different styles rushed out of the clouds, released the bombs they carried, and then disappeared into the clouds.

More violent explosions sounded, and the rising flames almost licked the blood moon hanging high in the sky.

The hound, which was the main target, was blown away by the shock wave and fell down, then fell down and was blown away again, spinning like a top.

Liu Zheng and his companions could only follow the tank around, trying their best to grab anything they could around them.

Fortunately, they are all inhuman beings with extraordinary physical fitness, otherwise they would have been bleeding from the head after just a few turns.

I don't know how long it was before no more bombers flew out of the clouds, and the sound of explosions on the ground gradually subsided and finally stopped.

"Stopped."

The driver floated out of the cabin and turned the overturned tank right side up.

"Colonel, what's the situation outside?"

Liu Zheng asked.

Under such overwhelming bombing, it was a miracle that the tank was not blown to pieces, and there was no hope of saving the lens of the periscope, so he could not see anything now.

"Except for one monk, all the others are dead."

The driver said as he glanced at the battlefield.

Needless to say, those monks who could not move and had no magical powers had been mixed with the broken ground and could not be distinguished from each other.

The old monk, who thought he was safe with double protection, has turned into a pile of golden residue.

"Who's still alive?"

Liu Zheng asked.

(End of this chapter)