Chapter 33: Tank Infantry

Explained several times,

Confirming that Jiang Ding understood most of it, and letting him record it with the microcomputer built into his camouflage combat uniform, Zhang Junsheng left.

He was still needed by the Qi Condensation small team.

After a round of Q&A, Jiang Ding suddenly understood the "Small Concealment Technique," instinctively operating his internal energy meridians to form complex structures.

Extremely smooth, without any situation where a certain spell structure suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Ding's heart moved. He controlled the military drone that came with his camouflage uniform and projected his perspective here.

Nothing gained.

After searching a circle, he could see Li Junhao, Sun Xiao, and them, even seeing the freckles on people's faces after zooming in, but he couldn't find a person named Jiang Ding.

Training paper dolls, products of Immortal Sect industrial production, had no attack power, but could simulate the speed and actions of various enemies, costing dozens of times more than targets.

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"(214, 22) area, volley."

Following the training of early-stage Qi Condensation cultivators and late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators was very different.

Boom~ Boom boom~ In the sky, the heavy roar of tank engines came. Groups of beige camouflage steel fortresses drove from afar, more than ten, cluster assault, with a momentum of overturning the sea.

Next, the enemy types kept changing, and their strength became stronger.

'So strong?'

The tank drove away, and Sun Xiao and the other six students followed behind, parallel to the tank, without any difference. It was a standard marching formation.

Another piece of paper representing a defensive magic tool flew, barely making a bullet that was about to hit him deflect, luckily surviving, and the defensive magic tool was instantly scrapped.

Jiang Ding frowned.

"First small team, you are responsible for following Hua Bing's tank."

Zhang Junsheng pointed.

The paper doll representing the Qi Condensation cultivator was instantly shattered—the shield of early-mid stage Qi Condensation cultivators was thinner than paper in front of heavy machine guns.

High-grade special magic tool, woven and engraved with Tier 1 Concealment Array, needs to be used with the "Small Concealment Technique." When practiced to minor accomplishment, it can shield the spiritual sense scanning of Qi Condensation Level 9 cultivators, and also to a certain extent shield the infantry radar scanning that comes with the tank.

Of course, it was only aimed at mortals.

Someone complained on the public channel: "Mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivators aren't this alert. Their spiritual sense range of at most thirty or forty meters doesn't help at all."

Don't know how much time passed.

Carefully experiencing the Small Concealment Technique blessed by the reconnaissance camouflage, many insights suddenly surged into his heart. Many spell structures that he felt were raw and difficult to understand, and could only be copied, were understood in principle under comparison.

Jiang Ding sent a command. The military drone scanned this small area repeatedly with micro-radar waves. After a full minute, a blurry human-shaped phantom appeared in a shooting position.

！.

There were paper dolls with the aura of martial artists, moving slowly, but in large numbers, holding cold weapons like knives, spears, swords, halberds, and bows, surrounding from all sides.

Bang bang!

"You just need to remember one point: outer realm people have nothing to do with us. Not to mention enemies on the battlefield, even civilians, what if they are killed if they stand in front?"

"Accompanying infantry of six, responsible for destroying arrays with heavy machine gun fire nets, clearing hostile martial artists, low-level cultivators with poor mobility, and assisting tanks in killing high-value targets with fire nets, or assisting in consuming the mana of super-high-value targets with fire nets, etc."

He noticed that Hua Bing, sitting on the tank cover, pinched a spell, and strands of green breeze appeared on Sun Xiao and the others, their footsteps suddenly becoming much lighter.

At present, within the spiritual sense range of cultivators, under the cooperation of the tank's own spiritual child radar and the "Electromagnetic Induction Fluctuation Technique," this invisibility is not much different from having none.

The six people behind the tank scattered, arranged in two small triangular formations on the rear side, each separated by twenty-something meters.

Zhang Junsheng said coldly: "Outer realm cultivators, the class gap between immortals and mortals is extremely large, not even enough to describe as ants. Both righteous and evil cultivators have examples of driving large numbers of mortal martial artists, and even not limited to martial artists, the old, weak, women, and children, simply batch-refined into monsters like zombies and ghosts, used to consume our reserve ammunition."

"Not necessarily. According to battlefield recordings, they can still appear from time to time, these mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivators with instinctual warnings between life and death." Looking closer, every tank top cover had a Qi Condensation student sitting cross-legged.

Jiang Ding and the other observing students no longer used their naked eyes, but focused on their respective military drone perspectives. Four or five kilometers away, twelve paper dolls suddenly emerged from the ground, lurking in the woods and grass, carefully moving, vividly imitating the mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivator leading eleven early-stage Qi Condensation cultivators in battle.

"Yes!"

This set on his body is not ordinary infantry camouflage. Used with the Small Concealment Technique, it is simply terrifying.

"The script is exaggerated,"

In an instant, in the drone perspective, this forest was submerged by sixty heavy machine gun bullets with weak law-breaking attributes. The trees snapped, and wood chips flew everywhere.

The paper doll moved away from here faster.

Jiang Ding and the others watched intently.

【Reconnaissance Soldier-1 Camouflage】

Jiang Ding didn't participate in the discussion, watching the paper doll intently.

Only the paper doll with the mid-stage Qi Condensation aura was alert in advance, dodging most of the bullets.

Tier 1 Wind Speed Technique, group military formation blessing.

Jiang Ding had some realization.

"Yes!"

"Not bad."

"This point also needs attention."

Everyone couldn't help but cheer.

This skillful group spell display showed her superb spellcasting technique, which even the Golden Core direct disciples of those outer realm sects might not be able to do.

"Good!"

Sun Xiao and the others didn't delay at all, shooting at this area, ten consecutive shots.

Hua Bing's cold voice sounded in the first small team's communication channel. Jiang Ding and the others could receive it, but couldn't speak, used for observation and learning.

Two high-low dual-purpose vehicle-mounted magic tool machine gun sounds, it was a rapid burst, just blocking the only way of the mid-stage Qi Condensation paper doll, hitting it all, beating it into a sky full of paper scraps.

"Combat formation!" Zhang Junsheng shouted.

Many students showed unbearable expressions.

Sun Xiao and others answered loudly, with a hint of excitement on their faces.

Zhang Junsheng also praised on the public channel: "Qi Condensation stage students have spiritual sense, and their calculation and observation abilities far exceed ordinary students, so they must be utilized to predict the gaps in the small team's fire encirclement, where the enemy might escape, etc."

Zhang Junsheng jumped off a tank and clapped his hands: "The content of this class is tanks and accompanying infantry. The role of tanks is cover, fire support, and point-killing."

Jiang Ding was stunned, then knew the reason.

"All gather."

Cultivators who can do this kind of setting are elites no matter what.

In this sentence, he heard the bloodiness like mountains and seas.

But he couldn't say anything. Zhang Junsheng's sentence didn't conform to the political correctness of the Immortal Sect's immortal-mortal integration. If someone reported it, he would have some trouble, and it was also painstaking.

Hua Bing's small team broke through all the way.

There was a small team of twelve mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivators, most of whom knew spells like invisibility and earth escape, but they were still easily scanned by the Tier 1 spiritual child radar that came with the tank, bombarded by tank cannons, and annihilated by the concentrated fire of high-altitude magic tool machine guns and heavy machine guns.

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