Night’s Nomenclature - Chapter 945
[Eight hundred and ninety-two, dead end, desperate situation]
Enemy forces are already on the horizon.
If it’s a sunny day and they’re on the same altitude line, then the other side’s presence on the horizon means they’re…only five kilometers away.
This distance is almost instantaneous for the Army’s mechanized units.
Nearly six hours have passed since the time of crossing the battle.
The sky was slightly bright, which was originally a dawn that symbolized hope, but at this time it brought bad news to Qingchen… Besieged on all sides.
Qing Chen murmured while carrying Boss He on his back: “Boss He, I’m afraid we are going to be brothers and sisters. I was still planning in my mind just now, and I will set up a cemetery for you on Whale Island. Then you can take a look at Kyushu and Kunlun. , The development of Time Walker Academy, this prosperous world is as you wish. Now it seems that it is as we both wish…”
At this moment, Qing Chen had already killed for six hours, and the knight’s cloud had run out. , the power bank has entered the CD, the thunder slurry in the body has been squandered, and the controlled puppet is dead.
Only the silhouette was alive and standing beside him.
Now, there are so many enemies… How can
this make sense!
He looked around, but at the moment of turning around, he suddenly felt a piercing pain from the three ribs he was kicked by the Duke of Silver.
It hurts a little bit to move.
In the case of a fracture, the first time it is broken is not much pain, and the brain even produces self-protection signals to block the pain.
However, after a few minutes of the brain’s self-protection time, it judges that you will not die, and it will completely let go of the pain, making you grin in pain.
Qing Chen sucked in a breath of cold air. He felt that at the three broken bones under his ribs, if he moved casually, it was like being stabbed with three sharp knives.
If he hadn’t had the Arowana Blessed Skeleton, I’m afraid that previous kick would have kicked him to death.
“It’s really a house leak and it’s raining all night, Boss He,” Qingchen didn’t know what was wrong with him. He just felt that he was alone in this battlefield, and he always wanted to find someone to talk to. He didn’t even care that the other party would will not answer.
It has come to a dead end.
Qing Chen couldn’t think of any good way to break through.
He didn’t even know what to do to survive.
He just made a serious promise to Boss He behind him: “I will take you home.” The
knight made a promise.
The next moment, Qing Chen carefully analyzed the distribution of the enemy’s forces.
The east side is definitely not allowed to go. There is the royal family’s air fleet there. There is no way to take these airships by yourself.
The silver city group armies in the west, north and south were similar in number, each of which was an army field division with nearly ten thousand people.
The surrounding terrain is open, and only the southwest direction—the forest that he had killed before, could block his vision.
However, the next moment, the enemy’s drone had already seen Qingchen above the sky…
Qingchen planned to use the shadow to enter the battlefield and use that powerful method of breaking the formation to open a way for himself.
As a result, the other party did not intend to continue to approach at all.
However, they saw that the Silver City Group Army immediately deployed the artillery matrix in place after discovering Qingchen, and immediately covered the area where Qingchen was located with firepower.
“Fuck!”
Qing Chen couldn’t take care of the pain in his chest anymore, turned around and ran towards the woods in the northwest direction, he would die if he didn’t run!
However, the efficiency of the Silver City Group Army was faster than expected,
but a salvo of artillery fire was seen on the horizon, and the momentum was astonishing as the roar of dragons and tigers.
This is the first time that Qingchen has seen so many artillery fire at the same time, and the opponent directly completed the fire coverage of the entire five-kilometer radius with three army artillery positions!
When Qingchen saw the firelight in his peripheral vision, he was already a little numb.
Because of the difference in artillery between the East and West continents, even if he saw the muzzle elevation angle, he couldn’t calculate the opponent’s ballistics at all, because he didn’t know the weight of the loaded gunpowder at all.
At this time, the shells flew across the distance of several kilometers… Fight!
Bet!
The next moment, Qing Chen put Boss He on the ground, and he actually covered him with his own body and covered himself with two shadows!
Cover Boss He strictly!
But seeing the hands of the two shadows deeply inserted into the soil, to prevent them from being blown away by the shock wave of the explosion, Qing Chen also pierced the ground with a blood-red sword to stabilize his body.
At this time, he could only pray that no shells landed right beside him!
The so-called artillery coverage does not mean that shells are dropped on every square meter of the coverage area and the ground is thoroughly ploughed.
Instead, calculate the damage radius of shells. For example, if the damage radius of a shell is 80 meters, the coverage of shells is one per 70 meters – 80 meters.
usually.
The artillery fire coverage is about dropping artillery shells at a distance of 10 meters to 80 meters. This dense degree depends entirely on the lethality of the artillery shells.
But Qingchen felt that the Silver City Army must have hated him now, and the artillery fire would definitely be more intense!
Cannonballs fall.
In an instant, Qing Chen only felt the ground rumble and vibrate, and the harsh explosions rose and fell, and there was only a buzzing sound in his ears.
The two shells landed on his left and right ten meters respectively!
Qing Chen immediately came to a conclusion that the other party used a cannonball with a killing radius of 60 meters to hit the area only 20 meters apart.
The other party is sending himself on the road in a way that is completely irrespective of the cost.
One after another, the shrapnel hit the two shadows, and the pain was fed back to the host, and Qingchen almost fainted in pain.
At this time, several shrapnel two finger-wide splashed, they penetrated through the gap protected by the shadow, and were deeply embedded in Qingchen’s legs, waist, and arms.
This artillery fire coverage is too dense, even if there are two shadows to help him block the disaster, it is still impossible to block all the damage.
Qing Chen only felt a burst of despair.
However, when the first round of artillery fire stopped for a short time, he shook off all distractions and got up.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that Boss He’s body was unharmed.
Qingchen gritted his teeth and said with a smile: “Boss He, let’s go to the end of the world together!”
While speaking, he picked up He Jinqiu’s corpse in the gap between the gunfire, limped around the crater, and ran out a few dozen meters.
And then again the same trick to pounce!
This time, Qingchen already had vague parameters. When he observed the elevation angle of the opponent’s muzzle, he probably chose a position where the shells landed in the center.
The booming artillery fire sounded again, and Qing Chen could no longer hear the outside world.
He could only feel his own breathing, heartbeat, and tinnitus.
The sound of the pulse, as if the blood was flowing, became particularly clear.
After the boiling and noisy round of artillery fire, more than ten pieces of shrapnel were embedded in Qingchen’s arms and thighs again.
Fortunately, he did calculate the correct trajectory, and this time the parameters were clearer.
I am afraid that the commander of the Silver City Group Army would never have imagined that there are people in this world who try to survive in the area covered by artillery fire.
They never imagined that the other party really survived two salvos!
However, when Qingchen wanted to calculate the ballistic trajectory of the cannonball again, he suddenly found that the surrounding area was covered with gunpowder… He couldn’t see the elevation angle of the cannon at all.
He can’t see each other, and the other party can’t see him.
But the Silver City Group Army doesn’t care about these, no matter whether you can see it or not, you can finish the ammunition of a cardinal number before talking about it!
The amount of ammunition for a base is different for each unit. For example, the base of ammunition for an automatic rifle is 300 bullets, the base of ammunition for a mortar is 120 shells, and the base of ammunition for a large-caliber self-propelled artillery is 40.
In other words, if Qingchen didn’t escape, he would have to go through at least forty rounds of the pain just now…
In theory, after a salvo of artillery fire of a cardinal number, even the demigods should have died violently in this coverage area.
Qing Chen can only live if he runs out of this area!
Otherwise, sooner or later, it will be beaten into a sieve!
run!
When Qingchen got up again, he only felt that his body was not his own.
Every step he took was a piercing pain. Muscle fibers and skin tissue rubbed against the sharp metal shrapnel. Every movement would aggravate the damage to him. shield.
After all, this is the corpse of a demigod, and the opponent’s experimental body must be very resistant.
Three bodies cover one person, and finding a good angle can even avoid shrapnel injuries.
In this way, the probability of him going out alive can be increased by at least 5%.
But I don’t know why, Qing Chen just didn’t want to do it.
He felt that he might be a little hypocritical, maybe a little unrealistic.
He didn’t know what he was thinking, he just didn’t want to do it.
Before it was released, Qing Chen would definitely be the first to laugh at his current self.
But he suddenly thought.
After Boss He’s body will be revealed to the world, there must be many people attending the memorial service, right?
At that time, everyone will take turns to come forward to offer him flowers, and then take turns to look at Boss He under the glass cover and say goodbye.
Qingchen hopes that He Jinqiu at that time is still the same as he is today, at least not with a shrapnel in his face, it would be too ugly.
Of course, this is also what he thinks about casually. The funeral home has a beautician.
In the final analysis, he just wanted to bring an intact Boss He home.
A comrade-in-arms who died in a foreign country should be led by someone through gunfire and gunpowder, through woods and streams, over mountains and plains, and back to the place where he was born and raised.
He should lie in that peaceful world, waiting for the prosperous world to come.
The next moment, Qingchen ran out for a few dozen meters and then crawled again, and then ran out for a few dozen meters after the artillery fire stopped.
He had begun to forget the pain, and he had even begun to gradually forget where he was.
There is only one thing left in my mind, go home.
go home.
Qingchen got up again and again and fell down again and again, but at this moment, the enemy suddenly adjusted the gun range, and a shell happened to land three meters beside him.
In an instant, Rao was he and the shadow trying to fix their bodies, and they were inevitably overturned by the shock wave generated by the explosion.
Fortunately, the main shadow helped him block the direct damage in this direction, otherwise he would die tragically on the spot!
Qing Chen was overturned in the crater next to him, and suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood… His internal organs were all dislocated.
But he didn’t care about it, didn’t wait for the smoke to dissipate, and immediately crawled out of the crater to check if Boss He was okay.
Qing Chen suddenly let out a sigh of relief, Boss He was intact!
He smiled hoarsely and said, “Boss He, Boss He, you are lucky!”
However, Qingchen’s own luck was not so good.
He looked down and saw a piece of shrapnel the size of a slap stuck in his abdomen, blood gurgling out, if the hole was bigger, I am afraid that the intestines would flow out.
At this moment, Qing Chen only felt that all his thoughts were lost… He couldn’t run anymore.
In fact, once a normal person finds that he is covered by artillery fire, he may only run away blindly, or lie on the ground blindly, waiting for the moment of death.
But Qingchen was never the one to admit defeat.
Even here is hell.
Even if he only had a one in ten million chance of survival, he wanted to give it a try.
But the question is, can he keep trying now?
Why don’t you give up.
There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up, as long as you lie down here, everything is over.
Qing Chen suddenly laughed: “Fuck you, you have even killed a demigod, are you still afraid of this?” The
next second, he actually stood up again, struggling to pick up Boss He again, he Gritting his teeth, he roared and stood up.
Continue to walk forward slowly.
The distant artillery fire flickered, and a new round of artillery fire came.
Qingchen couldn’t calculate the ballistic trajectory, he could only gamble his life.
“Boss He, let’s bet on whether our lives are tough enough! If it’s not tough enough, wait for me below, and I’ll come right away! Let’s go to Yama Hall and tick off our names from the book of life and death!”
Seeing that they were only 200 meters away from the woods, Qing Chen roared and sprinted frantically. The main shadow and the second shadow were guarding him on both sides. He wanted to bet whether he could rush directly over!
But his life didn’t seem to be hard enough. A cannonball spun out of the cannon, and the end of the curved trajectory was clearly the direction of Qingchen.
There is cold knowledge.
When you hear the strange screeching sound of a cannonball on the battlefield, then you don’t have to think about other things, and don’t take a chance, the cannonball is right at you.
Qing Chen heard the scream.
The cannonball passed through the layers of gunpowder and fog, and passed through the fate arranged for it.
It is often said that before death, people will look back on their life like a revolving beacon. Time is like a freeze frame, and even the god of death has accommodated you for a few seconds, allowing you to look back suddenly.
Ke Qingchen didn’t look at his life before the age of 17. That life seemed to be shrouded in shadows, and it was very good.
Nothing to remember.
Qingchen’s revolving lantern started after he was 17 years old.
It started at Prison 18.
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to Prison No. 18 again.
Where that dream began.
As he had done before, he sat opposite the master again.
The cannon that hit the head.
Warriors crossing the river.
Everything seems to be back in place.
Qingchen said: “Master, I may be dying, thank you. If I hadn’t come here to become your apprentice, I’m afraid there wouldn’t be so many stories behind. Of course, I may die at the age of 18, but it’s more than half a year. , is more precious to me than life. Master, I’m leaving.”
In that mind, Li Shutong suddenly raised his head and looked at his apprentice seriously: “You can’t die.”
Qingchen: “Huh?” The
cannonball fell!
Boom!
One more chapter at 12pm
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