College Entrance Examination Failure Travels to 1931 and Strike Dongjing

The 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th shells were like angry dragons, carrying endless rage and power, all landing accurately on the enemy's position.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, the roar was deafening, and dust flew up, covering the sky and the sun.

At this time, the live camera has quickly shifted from the ground to the air.

Those foreign reporters could see the entire battlefield from here. It was simply a hell on earth, just like the surface of the moon, with bottomless craters everywhere. The entire battlefield was devastated and lifeless.

Smoke billowed like a demon, filling the air with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the scent of death. Corpses lay scattered across the ground, blood staining the earth red. The sight of corpses strewn across the ground was horrifying.

The most terrifying thing is that the soldiers of Tokyo Kingdom had not even fired a single shot, but were defeated by this sudden and fierce attack, with heavy casualties.

In the face of this overwhelming force, they were powerless to fight back, like fallen leaves in the wind, and could only passively endure this cruel fate.

This unequal crushing left everyone silent.

The audience in Tokyo witnessed all this on TV and burst into tears.

They saw their compatriots being ruthlessly crushed and killed without even a chance to fight back, and they didn't even know what kind of artillery killed them.

A bald man, tears welling in his eyes, stared at the live broadcast screen and said in a trembling voice, "How brutal! They are children with parents. Why are those Dragon people so cruel as to blow them to pieces?"

A passionate young man waved his fists and roared at the top of his lungs: "Is this a war? This is an illegal and brutal massacre, a shameful battle!" His face was distorted by anger and sadness, and his eyes were full of confusion and resentment about all this.

A female college student burst into tears, "Wow, damn the Dragon people, they are so evil, why do they hurt so many innocent people?"

Ye Daofu didn't care about that. He only had the faith of revenge and victory in his heart. Now he wanted to let these enemies taste the feeling of being beaten.

The system constantly refreshes the silver dollars, and the numbers keep increasing. Every jump seems like a mockery of the enemy.

Ye Daofu guessed that he had fired more than 20 shots so far, and more than half of the enemy had been killed or wounded, with at least 10,000 people killed by him.

"Keep reloading, don't stop, I'm going to wipe out their position from the face of the earth!" Ye Daofu said majestically, his voice full of determination and domineering.

At this moment, a live broadcast plane of reporters also appeared in the sky.

"Commander, do you want to shoot it down?" a soldier asked anxiously.

"No need, let them take pictures, and let the people in the world see how powerful my Undead Army is." Ye Daofu raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a smile.

The live broadcast reporter from the United States saw a monster-like cannon standing on the ground from a distance. He was so shocked that he almost fell out of the plane. He couldn't believe that there was such a huge cannon in the world.

It is like a monster from ancient times, exuding a terrifying aura.

From a distance, it looks like a small hill, and the long gun barrel is beyond human imagination.

Especially when a shell was ejected from the barrel, the deafening sound was like earth-shaking thunder, and the terrifying recoil directly shook the ground and raised a huge cloud of dust, like a sandstorm, covering the sky and the sun.

They had never seen such a terrifying cannon before, which completely overturned their understanding and imagination of weapons.

"Oh my god, is this really a weapon that humans can make?" a reporter shouted in horror.

"Request to switch the screen immediately and stop this cannon from moving out." Another reporter said in a panic, his voice full of fear and anxiety.