Chapter 94: Siege and Mopping Up

Boom!

Boom, boom!

One round of shelling is not enough. Three consecutive waves of howitzer bombardment, each shell covering a radius of hundreds of meters, basically takes care of every corner within a radius of thousands of meters.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, in a pile of soil and stone overturned by the shockwave, Jiang Ding crawls out in a sorry state, one arm broken again. This is because he was hiding far away and never got close.

And the most important thing is luck.

"Damn!"

"I'm just a small infantryman, and you use so many shells for carpet bombing. If the logistics department catches you, you'll be sent to a military court!"

Jiang Ding curses loudly, feeling that the Lesser Concealment Art can still operate normally, and hurriedly retreats to the rear.

Walking a distance of several kilometers, he hears the sound of tank engines from afar, and then sees several tanks pushing through the jungle.

After suffering heavy losses, the Seventh Middle School command orders them to return to avoid being wiped out in one go.

This is to thoroughly implement the turtle tactic, and they will never come out again no matter what.

"Camp Command, coordinates... applying for shelling..."

Jiang Ding communicates subconsciously, reporting their coordinates.

"Awesome!"

Hua Bing and the others are even more pleasantly surprised.

Swish, swish, swish!

Before long, dense white trails appear in the sky again, and dozens of armor-piercing shells break through the air.

"That bastard isn't dead!"

The monitor of this tank squad is the monitor of Class 3, Grade 12 of the Seventh Middle School, cursing angrily: "How are those people reporting the positions? More than ten tanks have carpet-bombed with howitzers three times and haven't hit them!"

"Find a way to kill him first!"

While the six tanks maneuver to evade as much as possible, howitzers, magic treasure machine guns, etc., fire randomly in all directions, and at the same time, each assigns a direction to scan constantly with radar beam clusters.

Patches of mountain forest are destroyed, revealing the earthy yellow ground.

Boom, boom!

Under the dense carpet bombing of dozens of armor-piercing shells, two Seventh Middle School tanks that were constantly maneuvering to evade are destroyed, and a large amount of thick smoke rises.

"Did you find him?"

The Class 3 monitor ignores the two destroyed tanks and roars in the communication channel.

"No!"

"This bastard has at least practiced the 'Lesser Concealment Art' to the major accomplishment level or above. I know this bastard's name."

"It's all Li Tie's fault! If he could come out, this kid definitely wouldn't be able to run. A dignified Qi Refining Level 8 cultivator hiding in his nest, letting us come out to sell our lives, isn't he ashamed?"

Several people start cursing in the communication group, naming names.

Swish, swish, swish!

Another round of dozens of armor-piercing shells falls. Under heavy concentrated fire, one tank is destroyed, and the remaining people become even more desperate, only able to sweep the surrounding mountain forest over and over again to vent their anger, their firepower getting weaker and weaker.

After three more rounds of shelling, it becomes quiet here, leaving only smoke and deep shell craters everywhere.

Jiang Ding grips his broken arm tightly, feeling a bit tired, finds a large rock that blocks part of the sky to hide, and sits cross-legged to operate his internal power, not letting his injuries continue to worsen.

Several hours later, the main force that had been clearing out the Seventh Middle School's heavy machine gun strongholds arrives, stops seventy kilometers away from the Seventh Middle School's stronghold, and sends people to meet Jiang Ding.

"Your actual combat score this time will definitely be very high."

Hua Bing praises him, reaching out to place her hand on his shoulder, pale green light flashing.

More than ten minutes later, the treatment ends.

Jiang Ding stretches his arm; it is intact, but his skin color is a bit pale, and the bone connection is also very fragile. Adding the two injuries together, such fragile cracks cover the entire arm, simply like a piece of broken porcelain pieced together.

He closes his eyes to look inside.

"Damn! Many fine meridians have broken again."

Jiang Ding calls it bad luck. If he experiences a few more battles like this in reality, he will be nailed to the martial artist's Primordial Realm for the rest of his life.

"Do you think I'm a Golden Core cultivator!"

Hua Bing rolls her eyes at him. The many meridians of the "Young Eagle Taking Flight Art" are really too small; she can't even see them clearly, let alone repair and connect them.

Immediately after, her expression turns serious.

"The next battle is to establish a camp forty kilometers from the Seventh Middle School camp and build a Tier 1 Electromagnetic Induction Fluctuation Array to crush the Seventh Middle School cultivators in terms of infantry spiritual particle radar scanning range and accuracy."

"For this, we need to clear the mountain forest within a thirty-kilometer radius of the array deployment site to avoid having our array built halfway and then being concentrated on by a dozen... uh, maybe only eight or nine tank guns."

The Tier 1 infantry spiritual particle radar on the tank has a scanning range of thirty kilometers. As long as they don't get close to this distance, the Seventh Middle School students cannot obtain intelligence through radar and can only rely on drones visible to the naked eye and Internal Qi Realm students who have dug holes in advance to hide here to pass intelligence at the risk of their lives.

"What you need to do is this: lead the remaining forty-three Dao soldiers to complete this matter. Say the word when you need fire support."

Jiang Ding rubs his wrists.

"Good."

Between the mountain forests,

forty-three Li Yun Sect cultivators are spaced fifty meters apart, pulling out a line more than 1,500 meters long, scanning every hole and suspected breathing hole with spiritual sense inch by inch.

Occasionally, there is a discovery, and flying swords drill into it. In a few flashes, they can easily kill the Seventh Middle School martial artists, who usually can't even pull the trigger.

They cannot see through the invisibility of cultivators.

Screams sound from time to time, then return to calm, and the blood-stained flying swords return.

Jiang Ding presses his hand on the sword hilt, silently following the Li Yun Sect cultivators, watching them clear out the Seventh Middle School students, not taking action again, preventing possible attacks by Seventh Middle School Dao soldiers.

Dao soldiers cannot escape the scanning of radar waves, but they can hide in holes in advance like Seventh Middle School students, and it is possible for them to suddenly rise up.

However, this situation has not occurred so far.

Cultivators are fast, and several hours pass.

"Immortal Envoy, all discoverable enemies have been cleared."

Qian Qianyi and the others return respectfully to report, without the previous contempt for the mortal.

"You seniors have worked hard."

Jiang Ding replies politely.

At the same time,

under the hosting and design of Li Junhao and others, all Qi Refining students, except for those who still need to maintain vigilance, are all invested in the construction of the Tier 1 Electromagnetic Induction Fluctuation Array.

Surveying the earth veins, probing spiritual energy distribution, terrain heights, array device deployment and connection... etc., the construction of any large-scale array is extremely complex, and it is very common for it to take ten days or months.

However, it is different with Hua Bing, Li Junhao, and others who have received Immortal Sect high school education and learned it well.

Many earth vein data that seem extremely cumbersome and difficult to array masters outside the realm, and can only be calculated bit by bit, can be calculated by them in at most one hour through multi-person cooperation.

Deploying array devices is also the same. It is not a rough hammering in; it must fit the earth veins and spiritual energy distribution and perfectly dock with other array patterns. An array master has to calculate for a long time before taking action for every array device hammered in, and after hammering it in, they have to use mana to smooth out the array fluctuations.

Hua Bing and these people each allocate array devices, calculate uniformly, and hammer in the array devices in order when the time comes. The speed of array deployment is extremely fast.

It can be said that every one of these people is a boy that side-job practitioners like array masters and alchemists outside the realm dream of.

Having multiple people can potentially increase the efficiency of array deployment and alchemy by several times. ===== CHAPTER 95 =====