Those were Anti-Aircraft Cannons. Outdated as they were, they posed an extreme danger to troops preparing to parachute in...
At the same time, all Tang Changsheng could see were vast stretches of tropical Primeval Forest.
A large formation of aircraft flew swiftly through the air, drawing close to Cloudmist Mountain.
But Cloudmist Mountain was vast, nearly as extensive as the Witch-Barbarian mountains in this world. The base lay quite far from Tang Tomb.
"To beat me this time, Fan Wan'er really is pulling out every trick in the book!"
Tang Changsheng looked at the bombers nearby. There were six of them, plus an Early-Warning Aircraft. That did not even include the Transport Planes carrying the Dragon Fang members. How was this a raid? They had enough firepower to flatten a city!
Of course, Tang Changsheng had not come empty-handed. He had brought a few helpers of his own. But compared with Fan Wan'er's show of force, his preparations were worlds apart.
"This secret base is where the Long-Haired Remnants train their recruits. Year-round, as many as two thousand boys and girls undergo brutal training here. Fewer than half leave alive to become new blood for the Long-Haired Remnants... So it's a festering tumor. We have to cut it out, no matter what..."
Perhaps she had noticed the half-smile at the corner of Tang Changsheng's mouth. Looking somewhat embarrassed, Fan Wan'er offered the explanation herself.
Tang Changsheng shook his head slightly. "With the Mysterious Yin Seven Fiends Canopy raised, your Missiles may not work!"
He was not talking nonsense. Powerful formations could create something akin to a Domain. Precision-guided Missiles that entered one could easily lose control.
Fan Wan'er looked rather pleased with herself. "That's why I didn't bring many Missiles this time. Almost everything we have is Aerial Bombs... Even