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Five hundred and twentieth eight chapters cocooning themselves (a)(2/2)

Let’s not talk about the sandstorm... Have you forgotten the more than a thousand individual soldiers fighting and cooperation with Wu’s heavy industry?!

But Turing was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. He looked up at the high-fiber explosion-proof grid window, looking at the rolling yellow clouds, his sharp claws burned with red light, and gently pinched them-

boom!!!!

Along with the rising sand waterfalls and the twisted and multiplied roots of the World Tree, a harsh red alarm broke out in the entire combat command center. In the astonished eyes of countless staff officers and Dragon Ridge, clusters of World Tree Roots broke through the surface at high frequency, sprinkling with yellow sand and stinging into the sky, blooming dense metal branches, completely blocking the moving zenith!

"What the hell is this?!!"

Long Ji widened his eyes, and Tushan's expression on one side was almost the same. On the screen of the entire survey outdoor battlefield, the sky in front was completely blocked, and the dense sound of proliferation was endless. He walked towards the central fortress at a high speed, and it was completely wrapped in a metal protective belt in less than a minute.

"This is the World Tree." Turing looked at the strategic command screen, with a large number of yellow exclamation marks and a large number of bright red attack alarms colliding together, crowding and impacting densely. "They will drain and block these running sandstorms and lower the entire wind belt to the level where they can safely land even if they skydiving."

"Now we are moving forward at full speed, cross the central fortress, and attack the Buniti Dunes defense line. When the opponent actively gives up the weather interference, we can even attack the Buniti Dunes defense line in less than half of the time. Now, do you still have any objections?"

Seeing that a large number of roots had covered the zenith and collided with the surging wind belt, a howling sound came, and Long Ji shook his head blankly.

"Now Issuing a preparation order to prepare for a frontal attack. In addition, maybe you should adjust the enemy and me identification program."

The personnel in charge of meteorological surveys looked at the picture connected to the visual sensor and canceled the upcoming impact alarm in a daze.

"I said... can these, the world trees drill directly from behind the Boonie's line of defense?" Long Ji seemed to have suddenly thought of something, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he turned around and saw a rotating red sensor array:

"How do you think we're going to break through the Boonie line in ten minutes? Oh no, it might only take five minutes now."

"But we still have to face the defense system...defense, defense..." Finally, Long Ji closed his mouth himself.

Wushi Heavy Industry itself closed the meteorological interference, and the entire Huanglong Fortress will be completely shrouded by a super sandstorm.

In other words, all long-distance strike weapons, including the defense systems of the Buny Line and Huanglong Fortress, will be nearly completely paralyzed, and all shells and live-fire weapons will be blown away all over the sky...

Moreover, Mickton's warhead air raid cabin will also fail.
Chapter completed!
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