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Chapter 275 The Bombardment of Pre-fabricated Hypersonic Weapons! In-depth! (Please Subscribe)

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Command post for the war against the dwarves.

The real-time high-definition images transmitted by the drone are being displayed on a large electronic screen.

The Dwarven forward fortress, codenamed D2, was now shrouded in smoke and dust. The core of the once-sturdy megalithic fortifications had been reduced to a charred ruin.

High-power ground-penetrating radar penetrated the smoke and dust, gradually constructing a three-dimensional structural model of the underground environment and clearly displaying it to everyone.

The power of the multiple bunker buster bombs was beyond imagination. They not only vaporized all the dwarven defenders inside the defensive node, but also triggered a violent chain reaction of explosions, completely collapsing the underground tunnels hundreds of meters long nearby.

A staff officer in charge of data analysis pointed to the completely cleared red area on the sand table and reported calmly: "Commander, according to radar echoes and life detector feedback, area D2 has been confirmed cleared. The engineering corps can prepare to enter the site for subsequent detection and occupation operations."

Bi Shengli's gaze did not linger on area D2 for long. His finger traced across the sand table and pointed to another area flashing red light.

"Next target: Area D2-1."

"receive!"

The voice of the captain of the Sharp Knife Sixth Squad immediately came through the communication channel, tinged with suppressed excitement: "Commander, we have arrived at the outer perimeter of Sector D2-1! The metallic elemental reaction here is unusually dense, and the life signals are also highly concentrated. We suspect that this is an important defensive hub for the dwarves, and may even be hiding their heavy equipment!"

He paused, a hint of pleading in his voice: "I request artillery bombardment!"

A slight commotion arose in the command post. Several staff officers exchanged glances, all seeing the smiles in each other's eyes.

Bi Shengli's lips curled into a slight smile. Humanity's battles so far had been relatively easy! He was in a good mood!

He spoke calmly into the communicator, "Approved. However, fire one round with the standard model first to calibrate the coordinates and test the damage effect. Don't try to do too much at once and waste the new ammunition."

"Sixth Sharp Knife Team understands!" The captain's voice carried a "Yes, sir, I'll do as you say" attitude.

The order was quickly transmitted to the artillery positions at the rear via data link.

Several kilometers away from the battlefield, in a secluded mountain valley, dozens of rocket launcher vehicles lay silently like steel behemoths.

One of the seemingly ordinary launch vehicles, upon receiving the command, began to silently rotate its launch pad, making final angle adjustments.

The next second, a blinding flame shot into the sky, accompanied by a muffled roar.

After firing, the soldiers immediately replaced the ammunition!

A hypersonic missile in the shape of a Sky-Piercing Halberd, trailing a long plume of flame, instantly tore through the clouds and soared upwards. After reaching a peak of over 3,000 meters, the missile suddenly sank, changed direction, and like a Damocles' sword falling from the sky, fiercely plunged towards the coordinates of area D2-1.

The Yukongji hypersonic missile is a newly modified version of an older missile developed by the Dongda (Eastern University of Science and Technology). Its range covers 500-1300 km/h.

With a range of kilometers and a flight speed of Mach 5-7, this missile has a powered cruise time of 360 seconds. It possesses intelligent features such as automatic target identification and threat avoidance, and can autonomously attack targets after launch with only terminal target location information. Its terminal attack accuracy against fixed targets is at the meter level.

It adopts a waverider structure and was originally designed to adapt to high-intensity warfare.

Compared to previous military production, the new Yukongji directly leverages the advantages of the entire industrial chain, such as replacing aerospace standard parts with industrial standard parts, replacing aerospace grade cables with automotive grade cables, modifying cameras purchased from Taobao into aerospace cameras, and transforming building cement into hypersonic flight heat-resistant materials, thus achieving low-cost replacement of core components.

Meanwhile, the manufacturing process is simplified by using die casting, and safety is verified through multiple flight tests. Drawing on the concepts of generalization, standardization, and large-scale production in the automotive industry, the goal is to achieve low-cost, ultra-large-scale mass production of missiles.

Okay, that's how it is —

The missile uses automotive-grade chips and civilian building materials to reduce production costs. Through an innovative model of selecting commercial products, borrowing industrial production lines, and utilizing social production capacity, it has formed an industrial chain system that includes dozens of local suppliers.

As a result, the cost of a Sky-Soaring Halberd, which was previously thought to cost at least tens of millions of yuan, has now been reduced to an unbelievable 40 yuan, with a factory price of no more than 70 yuan.

This is similar in cost to some extra-large rockets!

After these die-casting-made Sky-Piercing missiles took to the sky, they immediately flew several kilometers away.

In the command center, everyone's eyes were focused on the images transmitted back by the drone.

The missile fell at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect; the members of the Sharp Knife Sixth Team could only see a fleeting white line in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the earth trembled violently.

In the footage, a sturdy dwarf cave fortification in area D2-1 appears as if it were violently lifted from the ground by an invisible giant hand and then slammed down again.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull thud that made your teeth ache.

Subsequently, the entire defense node collapsed inward silently, like a building block with its bones removed, raising clouds of dust.

Then, more explosions, like popping beans, rang out one after another inside!

The captain of the Sharp Knife Sixth Team stared in disbelief at everything, and after several seconds, he stammered into the communicator, "Holy crap! Command, this—this is a standard model?"

In the command center, Bi Shengli picked up a teacup on the table, blew on it to cool it, and slowly replied, "Indeed, but it's a specially made diamond-bottomed version!"

"Impressive!" the captain exclaimed excitedly. "The destructive effect is outstanding! The intended target has been destroyed. Report! I request permission to mark a new bombing site!"

The sixth vanguard team confirmed that the explosive power was actually quite good, and immediately requested four more Sky-Soaring Halberds to bombard four key areas of this defensive fortress.

"Alright! This time we'll use the enhanced Sky Halberd! All units, please retreat to a safe distance! Maintain a safe distance!"

"Understood! My team is 2 kilometers away and is evacuating—I have already evacuated to a safe area."

"The missile is expected to reach its target in 40 seconds."

Forty seconds later, four more Sky-Piercing Halberd missiles rose into the sky.

Inside the Pangulak Fortress!

Woo-woo-woo-woo!

The piercing sound of magic horns echoed endlessly inside the mountain, as mournful as the wailing of the dead.

The chaotic footsteps mingled with the dwarves' characteristic loud roars, interspersed with the distant, muffled explosions.

On a high point deep in the mountains, with a good view, Commander Rice, reeking of blood from the killing field, his chest heaving, stared intently at the cluster of fortified bunkers built of solid rock on the outskirts.

Not long ago, he personally wielded his battle axe at the sacrificial site in front of the spacetime rift in the core area of ​​the fortress, cutting down a group of tall humanoid slaves and using their blood to accelerate the opening of the ancient seal.

But who could have imagined that before the seal was even broken, the enemy's attack would come?

An attack that fell from the sky, with absurdly high power.

Rice watched helplessly as one of his proud underground defensive fortresses collapsed rapidly in the visible shockwave, its solid rock structure turning into dust as if its bones had been instantly removed.

That wasn't an explosion at all; it was more like a complete annihilation under a powerful spell!

The dwarves' centuries-old fortifications, strong enough to withstand the onslaught of dragons, proved as fragile as a sandcastle in the face of this unknown attack from the enemy.

"Report! The sentry has detected signs of human activity, but is too far away to lock on!"

"The enemy's attack trajectory has been confirmed? The target has been identified, so why aren't our magic cannons and rune mages launching a counterattack?" Rice grabbed the messenger by the collar and spat in his face.

The messenger was on the verge of tears: "Sir, we can't hit them! They're separated from us by several mountains; our direct fire can't reach them!"

"Where's the shield? Why isn't our runic shield activated?"

"Gathering magic crystals!"

"Damn it! Where's the Runemaster? Where's the Magic Cannon Squad? Lock onto the enemy! Counterattack! Counterattack! And—get our Rune Golems moving too! Don't kill the slave soldiers yet, let them serve as your slaves!"

"My lord, we're running out of magic crystals!"

"Even if it's not perfect, we must improve!"

Rice was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan: "Did the enemy arrive using the legendary teleportation magic?"

"Elder, we can't confirm it! The previous blood sacrifice ritual disrupted the spacetime fluctuations of the entire area, and all the sensory compasses and occupancy runes have malfunctioned!"

Rice shoved him away, furious.

In order to break the seal and gain greater power, they have sacrificed tens of thousands of lives, thinking victory was in their grasp. But this damned blood sacrifice energy has become an iron pot hanging over their heads, turning them into blind and deaf people!

Boom!

Another loud bang, this time not a silent collapse, but a huge fireball exploded, blasting another dwarf fortress built inside the mountain, along with the surrounding mountain, into flying debris.

With his sharp eyes, he even spotted some unfortunate dwarves who had gone to provide support from afar being blown to pieces.

Rice's face turned ashen, and his eyes twitched violently.

Those fortified villages are the fists and claws extending from Panguler Fortress, the steel nails guarding key routes, and the symbols of their dwarven glory and valor!

But now, these fists are being attacked by weapons falling from the sky.

Their defensive spikes were removed one by one.

If this continues, their core fortress will be attacked very soon!

"Commander!" An adjutant stumbled over, his face covered in soot, "Fortresses number three, five, and seven—"

It's all over! We can't contact them, and their life signals have disappeared!

"Disappeared?" Rice's voice was hoarse. "They've all returned to the Ancestral Temple?"

"It seems so!"

"What do you mean 'seems like'? And where is our rune shield? Why isn't it activated yet!"

Just then, another strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.

Not just one, but multiple, even thicker and more dazzling white trails, descended from above once again at an illogical speed and angle!

That's a puncture!

Rice's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and a chill emanating from the depths of his soul made the hairs on his body stand on end.

The next second, he had no time to react.

The earth let out a heart-wrenching wail.

Multiple muffled, yet seemingly powerful, explosions erupted simultaneously from several different directions!

A mushroom cloud, even larger than before, shot into the sky, and a scorching heat wave instantly swept across the entire mountain. Rice was thrown away by a tremendous force and rolled seven or eight times on the ground before coming to a stop.

He struggled to get up, his ears ringing, unable to hear anything.

He stared blankly into the distance, his mouth full of blood and dirt.

Several very important sites, including mountain cave fortresses built in the mountains and forests, have been razed to the ground, leaving only a huge, deep pit with its edges still vitrified.

These attacks also caused the armory, which contained a large amount of gunpowder and crossbow bolts, to explode directly. The chain of explosions was like a grand fireworks display, turning half the sky red.

Those outer outposts and those fortified fortresses that extended outwards were reduced to ruins and almost completely destroyed in a short period of time.

"Where are the scouts? Where's the counterattack?" Rice's voice was hoarse, as if forced out of his throat. "What kind of enemy is heading in those white plumes of smoke?"

Such a fierce and continuous attack could not possibly be carried by a small group of enemies!

Damn it, how did the enemy sneak up right under the nose of Pangolier Fortress without a sound?

An adjutant rushed over, his face ashen, even more so than the dirt beneath his feet: "Sir! No news yet! All six reconnaissance teams we sent out have lost contact! Those enemies—they appeared too suddenly! We need more time—"

Time? Time is what Rice needs most right now!

In the midst of their conversation, another mutation occurred.

At the horizon, several tiny points of light appeared once again. Then, streaks of red and white smoke rose from the ground, tearing through the sky with an almost savage manner and hurtling toward the fortress itself!

The quantity is greater than ever before!

Rice's pupils constricted sharply, his ominous premonition reaching its peak. He roared hoarsely, "Where's the runic shield! Why hasn't our energy shield gone up yet? Where's the anti-air defenses? Are they all fucking dead?!"

The adjutant trembled at his shout, almost bursting into tears: "Elder—magic crystals—all our strategic-grade magic crystals were either taken away by the clan chief and the king, or used in the ritual to open the spacetime seal!"

"Elder, in order to gather enough offerings, even our air defense soldiers have been redeployed to the surrounding areas for capture missions! We don't even have enough manpower for our air defense network!"

Rice opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He felt a rush of blood to his head, and the world spun around him.

retribution?

In order to obtain the power behind the seal, they emptied the fortress's accumulated war preparations over the past few years and mobilized the most elite defensive forces.

As a result, before they even gained any power, their home was robbed.

What the hell is this?

I've paid taxes 99 years in advance, and I'm just about to indulge in the silky smoothness!

So, after all the taxes have been paid, you're changing dynasties and now you want to redeem the land?

Under Rice's gloomy and complex gaze, more than a dozen trails, almost invisible to the naked eye, easily tore through the thin clouds and effortlessly drilled into the fortress's key nodes from high above.

next moment.

Rumble, rumble—!

A series of explosions, even more terrifying than before, rang out inside the Pangula Fortress.

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Artillery positions built inside the mountain, barracks where dwarf warriors lived, warehouses storing war supplies—one after another, small suns suddenly burst forth in these places.

The earth trembled violently, as if the entire mountain range was about to be torn apart from the inside by this force.

Rice, as expected of an elder dwarf with long history and rich war experience, was quick to dodge.

But he was very unlucky!

A stone just happened to fly by and hit his helmet!

His adjutants were thrown about like rag dolls by the new shockwave, slamming violently against the rock wall behind them until blood gushed from their mouths and noses. Feeling as if their internal organs had been dislocated, Rice was forcibly slapped awake by his guards. What he saw was despair—

Smaller, but denser mushroom clouds were rising into the sky from various key locations of the fortress.

By Gaizul!

The outer defensive nodes of the fortress seem to be doomed.

Still somewhat dazed from the explosion, Rice shouted again, his voice filled with despair, "Where's the shield! Why isn't the shield activated?"

"Elder, we're running out of magic crystals! Are you confused from the explosion?"

An adjutant, his face covered in soot, scrambled over, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Rice shoved him away and coughed violently, each cough producing bloody froth.

He took out a precious magical potion to heal his injuries from his person before looking around.

All that could be seen were ruins and wreckage, and the faces of the surviving dwarves were filled with bewilderment at the loss of life and a chilling fear.

The atmosphere of despair was like solidified asphalt, clinging to everyone's soul.

"Confused? I'm not confused yet! We still have a chance!"

Rice knew that she couldn't let the despair linger.

He wiped the blood and dirt from his face, grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained with blood, and gave an extremely arrogant smile.

"I'm perfectly sober right now!"

He steadied himself by leaning against a charred rock, his gaze sweeping over the ashen faces, his voice hoarse yet carrying a strange excitement.

"Hahaha—this is the test from our ancestors! Gentlemen, we were worried that we wouldn't have enough offerings to satisfy our ancestors' appetites—and here it is, delivered right to our doorstep!"

He pointed his chin to the sky, where faint white smoke trails still lingered.

"Scouts? We don't need them! The enemy will definitely attack!"

"The elder is wise! But how should we retaliate?"

"Counterattack? It's right here at our feet! Counterattack the way we know best! Fools!"

Rice's voice suddenly rose, like a cornered beast roaring.

"How dare those unknown enemies attack our Pomgrup fortress? Don't they know that our Pomgrup fortress stands firm?"

"Pangulle stands firm!" the dwarves shouted weakly.

Rice continued to bolster morale: "Everyone, stay alert! Pangolier Fortress is our battlefield. We've lived here for countless years, and no one has ever been able to easily enter our fortress!"

"We—will use the flesh and blood of those men, their souls, to complete our unfinished ritual! To please our ancestors!"

"To please our ancestors!"

These crazy words were like a heavy hammer blow, shattering the solidified air.

In the dead silence, a centurion with a missing arm suddenly pounded his breastplate with his intact fist, making a dull thud.

"That's right! The rocks are ours!"

"Kill these bastards!"

"Kill them all! For our ancestors!"

Despair was replaced by a more primal, savage fanaticism. The dwarves' eyes gleamed red, their anger and thirst for slaughter reignited.

"Victory is certain!"

"Victory is certain!"

A roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami echoed through the ruined fortress, causing rubble to fall in a flurry.

Rumble—

It wasn't the shouts of dwarves, but a series of explosions.

The dwarves had no choice but to flee in disarray.

"Grass!"

Seeing the soldiers and commanders who had been remobilized but whose faces showed unease, Rice's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

He forced himself to remain calm, waved his hand, and gave a concise and clear order.

"Notify all troops to abandon the outer positions! Retreat to the main tunnel inside the mountain! Lock the gate shut! On our territory, chop them into mincemeat! We will turn every stone and every nail here into our weapon!"

"yes!"

"Where's my armor! Bring me my runic heavy armor! Damn it, why hasn't my armor been delivered yet?"

"yes!"

Rice took another sip of the precious healing potion, feeling the magic nourishing his bleeding internal organs and allowing them to recover, before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes, a flash of madness and determination in them.

He then stared at his adjutant beside him and said, enunciating each word clearly, "And—go, awaken that divine machine!"

The adjutant's face instantly turned paler than a corpse, his lips trembling as he stammered, "Elder, there's a problem with the divine machinery if we leave it here—once that thing is activated—"

"Execute the order!" Rice grabbed his collar, almost face-to-face, and growled, "We need to activate it! We need to kill all the enemies!"

"Yes, sir!" The adjutant gritted his teeth and left.

With the order issued, the strategic focus of the entire Pangula Fortress shifted instantly.

Countless dwarf warriors retreated like a tide into the deep, complex tunnels inside the mountain, which resembled anthills.

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding creaking sound, massive iron gates, several meters thick and engraved with ancient runes, began to close in various locations around the perimeter, completely isolating the outside world from the explosions.

The towering troop transport routes of each unit were also gradually sealed off.

From the outside, the entire mountain range appeared as if it had fallen into a deathly silence after the explosion.

But inside the mountain, the real operation is being rapidly deployed.

The dwarves once relied on the mountain fortress to thwart the attacks of one powerful enemy after another.

Although the enemy posed a great threat this time, they believed they could definitely stop the enemy's attack.

Pangule Fortress has been fortified by the dwarves for many years. Whenever the enemy sends soldiers in, they are sure to be beaten bloody.

At that time, the offerings they lack will be replenished.

The spacetime rift will be reopened!

And they will welcome the arrival of their great ancestor!

Meanwhile, deep within the fortress.

This is a sacrificial site, the air thick with the pungent stench of blood. The sacrificial offerings, captured from all over, await their fate in despair.

Originally, the corrupted dwarf warriors in charge of the ceremony were carrying out the bloodletting ritual in an orderly manner according to the ancient rhythm.

But with Rice's orders, the frenzied slaughter began!

"Stop the ceremony, just kill them all!"

A dwarf grabbed a heavy battle axe and began hunting down his disarmed, elderly, and weak dwarf brethren!

A scream immediately echoed throughout the area!

All the dwarves in charge of the rituals began to go berserk at Rais's command.

They no longer carried out slow and precise killings, but instead began a frenzied massacre in the most brutal and direct way.

In an instant, blood cascaded down like a waterfall into the trenches that had been dug in the ground, flowing along the intricate patterns into the darkness of the deepest part of the cave.

Purgatory has descended.

Just as this brutal killing was taking place, a faint blue light suddenly bloomed from the depths of the chaotic tunnel.

As the light faded, a burly figure appeared, whose appearance was identical to that of Gazul in the Temple of the Dwarven Ancestors.

This dwarf had the same gloomy face, with jet-black hair streaked with gray and white, especially noticeable at his temples and the corners of his mouth.

The disguise that Gezur had created before it was established.

Lin Li stretched his neck, then raised the rune sword "Flame Vengeance" in his hand, which was modified with spacetime source matter and was all show and no substance. It also shone with a scorching light at the right time, as if responding to its master's fighting spirit.

Looking around to confirm that his location was correct, Lin Li calmly took out two small items from his storage space.

One is a high-powered loudspeaker, and the other is a specially made military communication terminal.

As the terminal was activated, a large number of communication devices that had been in standby mode and were previously deployed inside Pangula Fortress were activated. Even within the fortress where magical fluctuations were strong, the radio electromagnetic signals began to rapidly form a network and started to connect with the networks of nearby exploration teams.

Before long, the large number of communication terminals that Lin Li had deployed here began to establish more detailed network connections.

Meanwhile, the pioneering team that arrived here via the Time-Space Cube also instantly received hundreds more signals.

The signal transmission allowed the pioneering team, who initially only had a rough understanding of the Pangula Fortress, to obtain more clues from within!

Lin Li then sent a message to the remote pioneering team.

Then, he took out the speaker he had prepared beforehand and pressed the play button on the high-powered speaker.

The next second, a powerful and furious roar echoed throughout the entire tunnel network, the sound deliberately amplified, and it was unclear whether it was the same as the legendary voice of Gaizur.

"I am Gezur! I punish those who rebel against the evil faith!"

"I am Gazul! Kill all the dwarven traitors who have converted to another faith!"

"I am Gaizul! Join me in saving the dwarves and the world!"

"I am Geizul! I ally with humanity to fight against evil!!!"

These heretical slogans, amplified by the loudspeakers, were played repeatedly in the tunnel like a demonic cacophony.

Lin Li himself was not idle. Disguised as Gaizul, he charged towards the patrolling squad of corrupted dwarves like an arrow. Upon hearing the deafening declaration of "Zaun" and seeing the legendary ancestral spirits appear, the dwarf warriors who still had a shred of reason instantly froze, standing there dumbfounded, not understanding what was going on.

Did our ancestors appear to us?

But this slogan—why does it sound so off?

When did our ancestors form an alliance with humans?

Before they could figure it out, the answer came to them on its own.

"Da da da da da—!"

Lin Li carried a magical cannon—a specially modified 20mm short-barreled machine gun—that spewed out destructive flames.

If an ordinary person were to face this recoil, firing two shots would probably result in their arm being broken!

However, the projection clone enhanced by the spacetime source provided unparalleled power, allowing him to hold this recoil monster steadily in his hand. The specially made armor-piercing bullet, with a mouth length of more than ten centimeters, pierced precisely at the front few dwarf warriors at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

hum!

The runic armor on the dwarf glowed with an energy aura, stubbornly resisting the onslaught of bullets.

However, this defense is as fragile as paper in the face of the brutal aesthetics of 20mm caliber.

The armor lasted for less than 0.001 seconds before the energy shield shattered.

puff!puff!

The armor-piercing bullet tore through the thick armor without any resistance and penetrated the dwarf's muscular body.

The terrifying kinetic energy was released in an instant, turning their soft internal organs into a puddle of minced meat.

Those dwarven warriors, who had just been furious, didn't even have time to utter a scream before being blasted into puffs of blood mist by a hail of bullets, their limbs and flesh splattering all over the tunnel walls.

"He's using a magical cannon! He doesn't have the Sword of Vengeance! So he's not Gazul!"

"Liar! Kill him!"

The surviving dwarves finally realized that their ancestral spirits could not possibly kill people with magical cannons!

He is not!

They roared and charged, but were all mowed down to pieces by the forest of 20mm machine guns.

"Use the magic infantry cannon!"

Several short, stocky dwarves immediately joined forces to lift a mobile magic cannon, its muzzle flashing with a dangerous light, clearly intending to blast the imposter into dust with powerful magic shotgun shells.

Just as they were about to open fire, the dwarf, moving like the wind, tossed a dark, disc-shaped object over.

The disc-shaped object, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, flew from the depths of the tunnel and landed precisely at their feet.

It's a specially made anti-tank mine with added features!

The dwarves had just looked down and seen what it was when they finally saw it.

Boom—!

A white light, more dazzling than any previous explosion, instantly engulfed the area.

Immediately following was a deafening roar!

A horrific secondary explosion has occurred!

The unstable explosives inside the dwarf's magical infantry cannon were detonated instantly, and the violent shockwave, like a flood bursting its banks, swept outwards along the narrow tunnel, tearing everything in its path to shreds.

The shockwave traveled nearly a hundred meters. If it weren't for the dwarves' dense, spiderweb-like tunnel structure greatly reducing the power of the explosion, half the area would probably have been destroyed.

"Pooh----"

Lin Li emerged from the smoke and dust, dusted himself off, looked at his masterpiece, and nodded in satisfaction.

Anti-tank mines released inside the secret passage are quite powerful.

He quickly replaced his magazine with a new 20mm one and, based on his previous experience patrolling the area, went to create chaos in areas frequented by dwarves.

Suddenly, Lin Li vaguely heard footsteps ahead, and he stopped.

boom!

"Hmph~"

A dwarf, whose body was pinned under a boulder and was on the verge of death, let out a muffled groan after his hand was knocked off.

Seeing the man pinned under the boulder, looking like a helpless, unfortunate female college student on a tram, Lin Li was preparing to shoot him. Suddenly, the man spoke.

"You bastard—who are you?! Why did you become the Great Geizur?!"

The footsteps were getting closer!

"I am Gaizul! I ask you on the orders of our ancestors: when were you seduced into opening the spacetime rift? Besides your Mithril clan, were there any others?"

Lin Li judged that the other party was dressed in a rather luxurious manner, estimating that he was at least a centurion.

"Bah, mere magic!"

boom!

Lin Li shot and killed the opponent, then left some large items with flashing red lights at the corner.

A flash of blue light, and the Linli figures vanished.

Tap tap tap —

Bang bang bang!

Rumble—

The dwarves' firearms, along with their self-evident magical grenades, exploded here.

"Cease fire! Advance to scout!"

"Where is the enemy?"

"No enemy detected!"

A dwarf saw the faint red light and went closer.

What is this?

He picked it up: "Report, send it—"

Boom!

An even louder explosion instantly killed ten dwarf reinforcements. The shockwave from the blast sent a cloud of blood and flying rocks flying everywhere!

Fortunately, the caves in this area were reinforced with boulders and steel, and were relatively spacious, so even such a powerful explosion did not collapse the area.

The blue light flashed again, and Lin Li's figure appeared. After confirming that these dwarves exhaled more and inhaled less, Lin Li then proceeded to finish them off with bullets to the head, turning them into bewildered Louis XVIs of the new era!

"Traitors! This is the end for evil! You'll be next!"

Lin Li took out the megaphone, shouted a few words, and then put the megaphone away.

They then set up a tripwire mine, and the men, carrying 20mm short-barreled machine guns, charged toward the spacetime rift region.

As he drew closer, Superman's senses allowed him to hear numerous screams from that direction.

Many voices were shrill, and there were many curses!

Those must be the elderly and weak among the dwarves.

If some dwarf survivors could be saved, it would definitely make it easier for humans to carry out a grand trial against the dwarves later on.

Seeing a large crowd ahead, Lin Li casually pulled out his precious treasure.

Boom! ...

750 kilograms of ammunition exploded inside the sealed dwarf tunnel, and the terrifying high pressure and shockwave instantly wiped out the dwarf soldiers hiding nearby.

More than a dozen corrupted dwarf soldiers were shattered of their internal organs and brains by the terrifying shockwave without even uttering a sound.

Bang! Comment! Bang!

The 20mm machine gun fired once again at the heads and chests of the dwarves who had long since lost their life force, in case they were stimulated by magic and turned into zombies.

Although the dwarf caves are interconnected, theoretically one could attack any enemy attacking from any direction while hiding, Lin Li's group had been here before.

With ample ammunition and explosive firepower, plus the fact that Lin Li would drop at least one anti-tank mine whenever he encountered a corner or a place where soldiers might be hiding.

Even bombardment with shells whose explosive power completely overflows, such as all-nitrogen anionic salts.

The overflowing damage allowed Lin Li to easily advance one kilometer. He not only cleared out the enemies in the dwarf's armory, thus preventing the dwarf from replenishing ammunition and supplies, but also began to attack the core area of ​​the dwarf's spacetime fortress.

"A blood sacrifice to our ancestors! A skull offering on a pedestal!"

Several dwarves covered in blood, carrying giant shields and rune-inscribed great axes, saw the strange dwarves charging towards them and immediately launched an attack.

Instead of a glorious P, they were greeted by anti-tank mines flashing with countdown timers.

This violent weapon, with its perfect blast angle, capable of easily blowing up a 70-ton tank, was thrown at close range and exploded.

Dwarves, known for their sturdy armor and thick hides, simply couldn't withstand such high damage.