Chapter 36: Criteria for Monks (Part 2)
In the Huang family residence, in the wing that was set up as a temporary command center, Rogge and Jiang Xia were sitting there.
There was nothing in front of the two people's eyes , but in the chip communication architecture system, in their left eye vision, there was a "Fengshan Defense System" running synchronously.
By using five soldiers scattered at the foot of Fengshan Mountain and on the ridge as nodes, a tactical map is formed based on the range of their respective detections. The map is staggered and each location has coordinates displayed.
It's a completely real-time tactical map.
In Jiang Xia's vision, at the edge of the virtual three-dimensional battlefield map, there was a group of red dots slowly approaching Fengshan Street.
"They are coming. A large group of people have appeared at the foot of Fengshan Mountain and are heading into the mountain. At their speed, it will take at least three hours to reach Fengshan Mine."
Rogge summarized the information, turned to Jiang Xia and said:
"How do we fight? Annihilation war or encirclement?"
Jiang Xia tilted his head, looked at Rogge, and said:
"This weapon is of a different generation, and they have prepared in advance, and have laid minefields. The enemy also has our traitors leading the way, so it is a complete dimensionality reduction attack.
You can win by picking your feet.
what is your opinion?"
"My opinion is, of course, to surround them."
Roger stroked his trimmed beard and said:
"Since you don't want these Ruyifang thugs and lackeys, why not leave them to me for recycling? Your previous act of implanting chips in those people gave me inspiration.
They are a bunch of scum and trash here, but if they are taken to the wasteland and slightly "transformed", they can become very good warriors.
You know, we are short of people.”
"warrior?"
Jiang Xia curled his lips and said:
"It's more appropriate to call them cannon fodder, right? Never mind. I have no objection. If you want them, you can command them. I have other things to think about."
"OK."
Rogge responded and immediately took over command in the communication system.
Following his order, several soldiers stationed on the ridge immediately opened their prosthetic bodies, and several bird-sized reconnaissance drones took off and began to conduct close-range reconnaissance of the situation.
The few traitors who served as guides in the crowd also received new instructions in their minds.
They did not dare to disobey and immediately changed the direction of the trail, leading this group of unaware Ruyifang thugs towards the mining valley a few miles away from Fengshan Street.
Jiang Xia picked up an M107 sniper rifle that was a replica of the Black Hand Society. This small treasure with a very large caliber made people feel safe in their hands.
The magazine opened with a click, and the pointed yellow-orange bullets inside made him feel particularly familiar and cute.
"That's right."
Touching the heavy bullet in his hand and sniffing it, Jiang Xia said softly:
"This is the smell of the battlefield that I am familiar with."
After saying that, he put the gun on his back, took out two classic Colt rifles from the weapon drawer next to him and threw them to the fourth man outside the door. Finally, he put the large-caliber revolver into the gun bag on his waist, stood up and went out.
"You don't need to charge into battle."
Behind him, Roger turned his head and said:
"It's enough to have Su and the others in front."
"You still don't understand."
Jiang Xia said without turning his head:
"I put so much effort into this, not just for these cannon fodders. Maybe there will be 'guests' coming, and I have to go and greet them."
Rogge was a little confused and felt that Jiang Xia had something else to say, but a few seconds later, Su Ning's voice came through the communication.
"Commander, two drones have lost contact!"
"How can this be!"
Roger frowned and asked back:
"Those natives were holding crossbows. How could they possibly shoot down a drone flying at the speed of sound? Did they make an operational error and crash into the mountain?"
Before Su could answer, Jiang Xia snapped his fingers and turned to Rogge and said:
"Look, the 'guest' is here.
Fight the good fight.
Don't worry about these things, I'll take care of them."
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"Hey, this is something I've never seen before. It's quite exquisite."
Above the clouds of Fengshan Mountain, Elder Wang, sitting on a wooden kite, was curiously looking at the small bee-shaped drone in his hands.
The sophisticated machine struggled in his hands. Sparks were already jumping on the outer shell, but the two chubby fingers could not fly out.
As a weapon refiner, he could barely be considered a master weapon maker, but Elder Wang had already keenly sensed that the little thing in front of him that he had casually grabbed was somewhat unreasonable.
No need to disassemble or see with your eyes.
Elder Wang held the drone in his hand and with a sweep of his mind, he was able to sense the sophisticated structure inside through the delicate metal shell.
This made Elder Wang feel emotional.
Such a small mechanical device, like a mustard seed, can hide so many objects.
There were also chips, circuit boards and other things that he had never seen before, which made the fat monk very curious.
"It should still be the Mohist weapon-making technique. It has a thousand variations but remains essentially the same. However, it can fly autonomously without the need for spiritual energy, and it can fly so fast. It's quite interesting."
The elder couldn't resist his curiosity, so he looked down from the wooden kite, intending to find more similar gadgets to take back for research.
However, after learning that two unmanned aircraft had been lost, Rogge issued a recovery order and asked Elder Wang to search everywhere, but he could not find any more.
As for the warriors hiding in the mountains, they could not hide from him.
With the perception of a monk, a sweep downwards could pass over the ridges and foothills like a radar, even though the soldiers were wearing forest camouflage and had turned on optical shielding.
But in the fat monk's perception, it was still like a firefly in the dark night.
We are all mortals!
Elder Wang immediately came to this conclusion. Although these people's organs and limbs seemed to have signs of replacement, none of them were tainted by spiritual energy at all and were all ordinary people.
Sure enough, things happened just as he expected.
It was the ignorant mortals in Ruyifang who made a huge mistake. No wonder the Immortal Alliance didn't care at all.
This is a mundane matter.
Even if both sides fight each other to death, that is still a matter of the mortal world.
Practitioners cannot intervene.
As for how these people who don't fit in with the local area ended up in Fengshan Mine, it was an unsolved case. The fat monk held the drone and looked down curiously from above.
He thought to himself that maybe he would go and ask after the conflict was over.
Something that I didn't know about must have happened in the Fengshan Mine over the past period of time. This place is considered the territory of Mo Shuangshan, and as an outer sect elder, I should indeed inquire about it.
However, the chief steward used spiritual stones to invite him to come and take charge, but he was afraid that it would be wasted.
The fat monk shook his head. Looking at the situation on both sides, it was clear that those Ruyifang thugs had been led into an ambush and were in great danger.
Unfortunately, I can only watch but cannot intervene.
The next moment, the fat monk who was watching the show suddenly felt someone's gaze falling on him. He turned his head in confusion and looked to the other side. On the ridge not far away, there was a mortal standing there, looking over here .
"Um?"
Elder Wang was confused.
This place was dozens of feet away from there, and he was high in the sky, hidden in the clouds. Logically, this mortal could not see him, but the feeling of being watched told him that the mortal could see him.
The fat monk casually made a spell, and everything in front of him suddenly became clear. He could see clearly that on the hillside below, the mortal was raising his hand and waving it above his head.
It seems like he is greeting himself?
Hey, where did this young man come from? How could he be so bold?
The fat monk was amused and wanted to use his magic to scare this bold mortal, but suddenly he heard a commotion below, so he looked down.
The fight has started below!
"boom"
Nearly two hundred Ruyifang thugs, led by four traitors, stepped into the minefield laid in advance by the wasteland warriors without any warning.
The moment they set foot on it, the four thugs who were leading the way fell out at the same time.
It was like receiving a silent order.
Like monkeys, they used their hands and feet and rushed towards the mountains and forests on all sides desperately.
The remaining group of people looked confused. The first few warriors who came over on horseback didn't react at all. As their horses moved forward, they only heard a few bangs.
Fierce flames broke out in the forest. High explosives, which had never been seen in this world before, were triggered and rose up with anger. Amidst the flying dust, they lifted those brave martial artists, along with their horses, into the air several meters high.
Blood splattered everywhere and limbs flew everywhere.
The tragic scene at this moment frightened the people behind him. They held swords and guns in their hands, but they were stunned.
"Assault tactics! Drive them in!"
In the chip communication, Rogge gave a cold order.
Ten soldiers led by Su immediately jumped out from their hiding place, holding offensive grenades in their hands. The moment they stood up, they used the power of their prosthetic bodies to throw more than twenty grenades into the chaotic crowd.
"Bang, bang, bang"
The deafening fire and explosions startled the war horses in the crowd, causing these frightened beasts to rush in all directions carrying their riders.
Right in front of us is a sparsely buried minefield. There is no need to say what the consequences of rushing into it will be.
More explosions sounded from all directions. The pungent smoke and rolling heat waves rushed over, breaking the last strings in the hearts of the already stunned people.
They roared.
They themselves didn't know what they were yelling about.
In such chaos, they had lost their backbone and could only rush around like headless flies. The dense formation that was originally talking and laughing became a death warrant in an instant.
Su hid on a tree branch, holding a replica SVD in his hand. Without using a scope, he raised his hand and shot, knocking a steward who was riding a horse and shouting off his horse.
Then, with an extremely indifferent attitude, he changed his target.
The same was true for the other soldiers. They had no respect for life at all. They were like sophisticated war machines , searching for their targets in the chaos.
Even the new member Liu Laosi is like this.
When the chip was operating and the fire control system was activated, the forced personality behavior modification blocked the fear and reluctance surging in Lao Si's heart, allowing him to maintain the calmness that a soldier should have.
This former low-class man from Fengshan Street now carried an AK equipped with a grenade launcher. Like other soldiers, he formed a node in a network under Rogge's precise command of coordinates.
The encirclement firepower of ten soldiers killed more than a quarter of Ruyifang's two hundred thugs in less than two minutes, but what was surprising was that not many people died in such a massacre.
Roger didn't want them to die.
He needed them to be cannon fodder soldiers of the Black Hand Society. When Su and his men shot, they deliberately avoided fatal parts and only hit the limbs, causing wailing sounds to fill the ground and sky.
As for how these guys could fight if they were disabled, this issue was not within Rogge's consideration.
Disabled?
Simple!
Wouldn't it be enough to just change the prosthesis?
The Black Hand Society is extremely professional in this regard.
"this……"
Even though the fat monk Elder Wang was a cultivator and knowledgeable, he was still stunned by the massacre and encirclement in the mountains and forests below. He had seen many powerful magical weapons.
But I have never seen such an efficient killing weapon in the mortal world.
There were only ten people, but with precise coordination, they managed to kill two hundred thugs in less than twenty breaths, even though those thugs were all low-class thugs.
But it shouldn't be such a terrible defeat! This is a 20-fold advantage in numbers!
The blood flashing from the minefields and the wailing of the wounded made the fat monk, who thought he had a very high level of mental cultivation, feel pity in his heart at this moment.
He even had the urge to rush forward and stop those people from carrying out the brutal massacre. It was so difficult for humanity to reproduce, how could they do such a murderous thing!
But he can't!
This is a fight between mortals...
Although those firearms are powerful, like those strange warriors, they are not tainted with spiritual energy and are not magic weapons.
The rules of the Immortal Alliance come first.
Like a three-foot-high god, shining brightly.
So that he can neither, nor dare to, intervene!
