Chapter 3678： Last shot (1/2)
Fang Fan looked at the ten thousand gods army in front of him, his face couldn't help showing a smile.
Should come, always come...
Since it's here, don't think about leaving.
Just get it in place slowly...
Fang Fan licked his lips, his eyes flickering, and all kinds of thoughts burst out!
In a few words, it's not really true, but it shows a different idea!
”Reload!”
”Ten consecutive shelling!”
Fang Fan waved his hand and ordered directly.
He also wanted to see this horrible picture.
It's getting more and more interesting.
”Oh, please!”
Bayless stood up, then waved the command chess in his hand...
Immediately after, ten Deshen Artillerymen stood up, each holding a Deshen Cannon in their hands, and immediately rushed directly to the muzzle of the Deshen Cannon, and the cannonballs filled it directly...
Click... Click...
At this time, the God of Destruction Artillery suddenly began to creak and creak, and then there were bomb storage devices all around it. After a rough count, there were probably nine bomb storage devices.
Add the cannonball in the bore of the Great Destruction Artillery, and that means all ten cannonballs are in place.
”Master, it's ready!”
Bayless asked for instructions again.
”boom!”
Fang Fan nodded without hesitation.
boom……
Rumbling...
The first Deshen Cannon was bombarded, and the surrounding sky was soaked in blood red, giving people a crazy crushing mentality invisibly. After a little bit of feeling, the panic and uneasiness in the heart gathered in full.
Such feelings can be expressed simply.
It seems to be particularly broken!
As soon as the 1000mm caliber extinguishing cannonball came out, it was hundreds of meters in radius, and no grass would grow!
Although these protoss soldiers have tried their best to avoid being bombarded and dispersed, but after being dispersed, there are still thousands of protoss soldiers within a few hundred meters.
Thousands of people were killed after one shell went down...
Die before leaving the teacher...
The ten thousand protoss soldiers who have just been dispatched have lost one-tenth before they reach the enemy camp...
This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to their military spirit!
At this moment, just feel it a little bit, and the mentality instantly expands to the extreme!
Needless to say other things, the mind was completely compressed in an instant.
The taste in this is not clear in a few words, it seems very numb...
Many Protoss soldiers slowed down.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted……
Morale can't stand the toss.
”Everyone cheer up!” (Protoss language)
”What are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of?”
”I have estimated that it takes tens of seconds for this kind of giant cannon to fire a shell...”
”With this time, we would have been there long ago...”
”When we get to them, this giant cannon is just waste!”
”We can kill them, then seize the giant cannon, and finally we can use the giant cannon to bomb these aliens!”
”Opportunity! The opportunity is here!”
”Chong! Chong! Chong!”
”Don't hesitate! Sprint directly!”
”Blood battle! Blood battle!”
”Our chance to do meritorious service is here!”
”kill!”
A sacred master of the Protoss roared, and then stood up and began to lead the army to continue to stab!
The scene of the battle is extremely miserable!
In such a battlefield with no prospects, being able to be bombarded into powder by a giant artillery earlier is not necessarily a blessing.
At least there is no need to continue to suffer.
That depression is not something ordinary people can bear.
The Protoss soldiers regained their combat power at this moment, gritted their teeth, and continued to charge forward.
It's all this time, and retreating doesn't seem like that.