Colonel Ka sat on the hot Golden Tank turret with a sword. His exaggerated military uniform was stained with engine oil and purple-black bodily fluids, and he held an unlit cigar in his hand. The adjutant held a An empty ammunition box climbed onto the armor and reported in a trembling voice, "There are only the last two rounds of 125mm armor-piercing rounds left. The heavy machine gun's ammunition chain has been completely emptied. The small arms ammunition on other modified pickup trucks can last for up to two minutes."
Colonel Ka spit out the cigar residue in his mouth and said nothing. The sand dune in front of him that had just subsided suddenly collapsed again without any warning. The large sand surface rolled violently like boiling water, and the underground sand layer was forced open by some huge force.
Kabuto Yakushi slowly rose out of the raised sandbag. His hands still maintained the posture of Hand Seals, and he pushed up the round-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. With his movements, hundreds of thousands of animals became larger and larger. Mutant White Zetsu, which had increased in size and was covered with thick purple-black bone spurs, broke out of the sand. The number was ten times that of the previous wave. The densely packed pale monsters spread out on the desert, completely blocking all the retreat routes of the convoy.
Kabuto looked at the empty bullet casings scattered around the Colonel Ka position, and looked down coldly at the remnant soldiers who were at the end of their crossbows. He opened his mouth to expose the fatal flaw of physical weapons. "Steel is just a dead thing after all. Without the self-circulation of chakra, the weakness of mortal weapons lies in fragile logistics. Once the ammunition is exhausted, the artillery you are proud of is just a pile of scrap metal."
Mutant White Zetsu's army formed a fan-shaped circle and charged towards the convoy without blind spots. The monsters on all fours ran wildly on the sand, the purple-black bone spurs shone strangely in the sun, and the heavy footsteps made the entire desert tremble.
Colonel Ka rolled over and got into the turret, and pulled the gun bolt himself. He stuffed the last two armor-piercing rounds into the gun barrel one after another. The 125mm smoothbore cannon let out deafening roars twice in a row. The huge physical kinetic energy penetrated the dozen monsters charging ahead, plowing out two flesh and blood passages in White Zetsu's dense formation. The broken bone spurs and stumps were lifted into the air dozens of meters high by the air waves.
The smoke dissipated and Golden Tank completely misfired. The barrel was filled with green smoke and could no longer spit out flames. Colonel Ka emerged from the turret and pulled out the gold-plated Desert Eagle from his waist. He pulled the trigger toward the sky, and there was a short gunshot. He loudly ordered all bodyguards, "Throw away the empty firearms! Pull out the machete and engineer shovel, and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"
Facing the massive influx of high-dimensional monsters, the hands of the adjutant and the female bodyguards in bikinis could not stop shaking as they held cold weapons. They could kill people and buy goods in the black market, but in the face of this inexhaustible killing of extraordinary monsters that exudes a sense of mental distortion, the will of mortals has its limit. The entire ring defense position is on the verge of collapse, and the defense line is crumbling.
Kabuto stood on a high sand dune, watching this scene from a high position. He declared, "These thugs who try to resist the gods with mortal iron tools will soon be turned into high-quality fertilizer for Warp to breed new monsters." Purple-black mist began to gather above the White Zetsu army, and the high-dimensional Pollution aura spread towards the position.
Just when Mutant White Zetsu in the front row was about to leap into the position and swing down the sharp bone spurs, a rhythmic mechanical tremor suddenly came from the ground.
Colonel Ka suddenly lay down on the armor plate of the tank. He put his ear against the hot metal and carefully felt the frequency of the earthquake source. He quickly confirmed that this was definitely not a movement caused by some large-scale Earth Release ninjutsu. This was a super-large cluster of heavy internal combustion engines advancing at full speed. The dull sound of hundreds of tracks crushing the sand was approaching quickly from the horizon, and the surrounding sand grains were beating regularly.
The sand and dust on the horizon were torn apart by a violent torrent of steel. One hundred Land of Rivers self-propelled artillery and infantry fighting vehicles with uniform paint and external reactive armor formed a huge wedge-shaped armor formation and rushed into this desert battlefield. The roar of the diesel engine overwhelmed the roar of the White Zetsu.
General Land of Rivers wore a heavy bulletproof breastplate and stood upright on the front command vehicle. He held the tactical terminal issued by Konoha tightly in his hand, and real-time data flashed on the screen. The wild sand rolled up by the tracks was overwhelming, completely blocking Kabuto's sight.
General Quan glanced at the Identification Friend or Foe signal on the tactical terminal and gave an order to the communicator, "All troops open fire!"
The 30mm rapid-fire cannon on the top of the infantry fighting vehicle roared at the same time. Hundreds of tongues of fire intertwined into a giant metal airtight net in the desert. Yellow shells poured down from the ejection window like a waterfall, hitting the armor plate with a clanking sound. The intertwined metal barrages were scattered five times in front of the Colonel Ka position. Ten meters away, an absolute physical isolation zone was formed. The White Zetsu vanguard who was charging ahead was instantly cut into pieces by the dense cannon bullets without even having time to react. Broken limbs and purple-black body fluids were flying in the air. The monster group was pinned to the spot and could not cross the Lei Chi Step.
Kabuto stood at the back, looking at this organic mortal army that suddenly appeared across the border, his eyes full of astonishment. He could not understand why the regular army of Land of Rivers appeared at the border of Land of Wind, and the equipment level was completely different from that of the past. The advancement speed and firepower density of this heavy mechanized force completely overturned his understanding of mortal warfare.
General Quan's tactical terminal screen flashed, receiving the precise coordinate parameters transmitted in real time by Konoha Intelligence Center.
Hundreds of self-propelled artillery quickly turned around while marching and spread out their picks, fixing the heavy vehicle body firmly on the sand. The automatic loader ran quickly, pushing large-caliber high-explosive shells into the barrel. The thick barrels were raised at the same time, and the elevation angle was adjusted. No There was no redundant test firing. According to the precise coordinates provided by the Konoha high-altitude drone, hundreds of heavy artillery aimed at the densest area of the White Zetsu cluster, implementing heavy artillery fire coverage without blind spots.
Earth-shaking roars were heard in succession. Dense artillery shells exploded in the White Zetsu formation. The continuous high temperature and terrifying physical kinetic energy tore everything apart. Those purple-black bone spurs that were difficult to penetrate even with light weapons were directly hit by the heavy artillery, along with the The white flesh and blood were completely vaporized together. Groups of orange-red fireballs continued to expand on the desert, and the shock wave flattened the surrounding sand dunes. The high-dimensional Chaos energy was burned into nothingness in the face of the absolute high temperature of physics, without even a chance to reorganize.
Kabuto's brain was working rapidly, calculating the battle damage data that was increasing sharply every second. He looked at the impenetrable defense line composed of steel and gunpowder, and finally realized that he had made a serious strategic misjudgment. The industrialized war machine promoted by Naruto has long been beyond the confines of Konoha. This kind of organic mechanized force has already possessed the ability to crush transnational intervention.
In the face of this saturated firepower, it is meaningless to continue to consume the White Zetsu under your hands. The high-dimensional Chaos energy cannot compete with this pure and intensive physical destruction before it finds a suitable spiritual host.
Kabuto gave up decisively and continued to attack. He dispersed the condensed chakra, and his body instantly turned into a pool of purple-black sludge, diving deep underground and quickly escaping. The remaining White Zetsu, which lost its command, was quickly cleared by artillery fire, and the entire encirclement was completely wiped out within three minutes.
The smoke gradually dissipated under the desert wind. Huge craters were left on the battlefield, and the remains of Mutant White Zetsu were burned to ashes. The air was filled with a strong smell of fire Yakumi and burnt fire.
Colonel Ka threw away the Desert Eagle in his hand. He jumped off the tank and stared with bright eyes at General Quan's uniform and standardized heavy tracked tanks. Those thick barrels, thick armor, and uniform tactical movements, which perfectly fit his ultimate belief in caliber and firepower. In comparison, the Golden Tank he spent a lot of money to buy from the black market is simply a large toy.
He quickly ran to General Quan's command vehicle. Colonel Ka did not hesitate at all and shouted loudly, "The equipment under my hands is simply a pile of junk! General, I want to take all my belongings and men to join the mechanized army led by Konoha! As long as I can touch these large-caliber self-propelled artillery, I will fight whoever you ask me to fight!"
General Quan looked down at the desert bandit covered in engine oil. He pressed the communication headset, reported the situation on the scene to Konoha Intelligence Center, and received authorization for recruitment. General Quan waved his hand, and the logistics supply vehicle from the rear drove forward and began to provide fuel and ammunition to Colonel Ka's dilapidated convoy. Land of Rivers's armored troops established a warning circle around them, and their actions were professional and efficient.
Deep underground. Kabuto, who was quickly evacuating, followed the direction of the underground veins. He needed to find a safe base as soon as possible to re-evaluate the current situation. Konoha's industrialization progress far exceeded his expectations, and traditional chakra tactics must be fully upgraded.
At this moment, Kabuto keenly sensed a small psychic snake with the characteristics of Orochimaru chakra swimming next to him. This small snake was pale and had extremely tiny secret runes engraved on its scales.
The little snake swam to Kabuto's feet, opened its mouth, and spit out a blood-stained miniature scroll. At the same time, the little snake sent him a set of secret communication signals that only the two of them could understand through chakra fluctuations.
Kabuto stopped. He picked up the miniature scroll on the ground and unfolded it. There were only a few simple coordinates and a time point on the scroll. Kabuto looked at the information on the scroll, and the purple-black mud rolled under his feet. He knew that Orochimaru took the initiative to contact him at this time, and it was definitely not to reminisce about old times. In this total war between industry and Chaos, the former teacher had obviously found a new bargaining chip.
Kabuto crushed the scroll, changed his direction, and fled at full speed towards the location of the coordinates. The shaking on the ground gradually faded away, and the desert returned to calm again. But this was only a short gap before the arrival of a bigger storm. Konoha's steel torrent had already started, and the entire Shinobi World's territory was about to be redefined by tracks and artillery fire. And the careerists of the old era, hidden in the shadows, also began to look for opportunities to make a comeback in this chaos.