97: If you can suppress with firepower, why do you fight in close combat? Are you crazy?

General Liu’s face turned green as he read the message from his Revered Master.

He had just assured Little Gao that this wave was absolutely stable, and with him there, there would definitely be no problems.

Good heavens, in a blink of an eye, he was told that he was the source of danger and that he should quickly get lost so as not to bring danger to the children.

Tang Gao silently looked at General Liu Jianguo and seriously asked, “General, what kind of setup would typically be used to try and kill you?”

General Liu’s face turned green: “There are three Yao Race armies heading south this time, and among those leading them are three Six-Order Yao Generals.”

No doubt, these three are the surprise for this trip south.

A surprise prepared for me.

Liu Ren weakly raised his hand: “Is it still not too late for us to go back now? Will we be caught and killed?”

General Liu was speechless for a moment, then reached out and flicked this foolish child: “You all will naturally be safe and sound. My Revered Master is on his way, and they wouldn’t dare to directly face an Eight-Order Great Power.”

Liu Ren’s eyes widened: “Uncle, why are you so confident? What if they don’t even care about their lives and just want to take us out!”

General Liu was even more speechless, but he still explained: “Trade a Six-Order Yao General for a First-Order small fry like you?

How important do you think you are? Is it worth them risking so much?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a blurry red phantom appeared inside the vehicle.

“These guys have obscured the Heavenly Secrets, making it impossible for me to find you directly. General Liu, you withdraw first, then I can find the children.”

General Liu’s expression was solemn: “Alright, I’ll withdraw now, Revered Master, where are you?”

“I’m about twenty kilometers near you, but I can’t find you directly with Divine Thought. I’m searching for you one by one with my physical eyes. Stop talking nonsense and get out! Leave the children to me!”

General Liu patted Tang Gao’s shoulder: “After I leave, remember to use the Edict to help the teacher pinpoint your location.”

Tang Gao nodded seriously: “Senior Brother, you can leave with peace of mind. I will contact the teacher.”

General Liu smiled, opened the door, and got out of the special car, directly riding the wind away from the convoy and heading north.

He had already sensed that three Six-Order Yao Generals were waiting for him in the north.

Tang Gao was not ambiguous either, and immediately began to recite the Nezha Edict.

“Nezha Edict, Teacher, I am here, please quickly pinpoint my location.”

In less than three seconds, a clear, resonant voice, accompanied by the powerful Spell fluctuations, echoed inside the car.

“You all continue on your way. I am above you. I’d like to see which small fry dares to cause trouble right under my nose.”

Tang Gao frowned slightly, looking towards the north: “Teacher, is Senior Brother Liu alright?”

Nezha’s gleeful laughter rang out: “He’ll definitely be fine for a short while. If it’s longer, he’ll be even more fine, but after this fight, whether he’ll be missing an arm or a leg, I don’t know.”

Although he was very annoyed with those belligerents, their schemes were indeed very effective.

After a while, when these guys sensed the distress signal in their Bloodline Power, they wouldn’t have time to beat up Little Liu.

It’s hilarious, daring to steal our defense line, we’ll scatter your parents’ ashes.

Tang Gao and his companions in the car looked at each other, not understanding the true meaning of this.

“Alright, don’t be afraid, with me here, nothing will go wrong. Go, go, go~ Let’s go~”

The convoy drove for a while, and Venerable Na’s booming voice, amplified by a Spell, rang out inside the car.

“Don’t panic later, there’s a hundred-person Yao Race squad ambushing you ahead. You can get out of the car and practice later. I’ll be protecting you in the dark, don’t worry, nothing will happen.”

Tang Gao couldn't help but frown: “Teacher, why do you have to make your voice so loud, and it’s a bit distorted?”

To be honest, it was a bit jarring to the ears.

“Oh, oh… bear with it. I’m thousands of meters high, and the wind is very strong. If I don’t amplify it, it won’t reach the ground. Alright, alright, you all grab your weapons and get ready to get out and fight!”

Soon after, at Venerable Nezha’s reminder, the convoy stopped early, avoiding driving into the ambush circle of the Yao Race hundred-person squad.

There were a total of seven cars in the convoy. Apart from the most important General’s special car, the other six cars were filled with military elites.

However, due to Venerable Nezha’s order, the elite soldiers did not stop Tang Gao and the others from getting out to participate in the battle.

Instructor Zhang stood in front of Tang Gao, holding a long saber, with a round arm shield on his left arm, and firearms at his waist.

Tang Gao summoned his full set of equipment and curiously looked at them: “Instructor Zhang, how do we fight the Yao Race next?”

Instructor Zhang took out a rocket launcher from the trunk of a nearby car and slung it over his shoulder, then handed a batch of firearms and a few grenades to Tang Gao and the others:

“The Early Stage is just a firepower exchange, nothing fancy. Later, you throw the grenades with all your might onto the opposite hillside to suppress their firepower, and that’s it.”

Next, Tang Gao and the others saw what unadorned firepower suppression looked like.

Instructor Zhang and the others used the special car as cover, shouldering the rocket launchers and directly aiming at the hillside ahead to begin bombardment.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

With their side having the initiative, the hundred-person Yao Race squad only had time to realize something was wrong, and when they looked up, they saw a sky full of shells flying towards them.

Facts proved that in the face of firepower suppression, from First-Order to Third-Order, all were very equal.

Of course, it was not absolutely equal.

Third-Order monsters would often take two more shells as a sign of respect.

Tang Gao was ready to show off his skills, but then he realized there was no place for him to show off.

Professional matters were handled by professionals, and they were dealt with swiftly.

In less than ten minutes, half of the opposite hilltop was leveled.

Instructor Zhang was the first to raise his hand to signal a stop to the bombardment. With a calm expression, he put the rocket launcher back into the trunk, took out his rifle and hung it on his waist, held his shield, and walked in front, signaling the people behind him to follow.

Tang Gao was surprised and followed, holding his shield.

Instructor Zhang explained as he walked ahead: “After this bombardment, it’s usually your chance to practice. If you encounter monsters in the future, never be foolish enough to rush up and fight in close combat.

If you have cannons, use cannons; if you have guns, use guns; if you have grenades, use grenades.

Low-Order Yao Race are no different in front of military weapons.”

A terrifying Killing Intent burst out from theGun pit (artillery pit) ahead. An elite next to Instructor Zhang immediately picked up his shotgun and, without even looking, fired three shots directly into the pit.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The specially made ammunition exploded into the pit, and that terrifying Killing Intent completely dissipated into nothingness.

Instructor Zhang patiently explained: “Don’t be too rigid. Use a gun when you need to use a gun. Don’t really think you have to win in close combat, understand?”

Tang Gao looked up at the highly efficient military elites around him and gasped slightly: “Damn…”

Logically, this was very reasonable.

But it was indeed different from what he had imagined.

Liu Ren was also dumbfounded, hugging his rifle: “Aren’t we supposed to fight head-on and win? That’s what they taught us in school…”

Liu Yi’s face twitched slightly, and his perception of this style seemed to waver a bit too.

Li Yuan’s expression was as usual; he hadn’t seen anything before, so everything was new.

Xu Ling’er scoffed, skillfully checking her rifle: “Bookworm, if you can suppress them with firepower, why fight in close combat? Are you out of your mind?”

Tang Gao’s mouth twitched slightly, finally realizing why his combat style occasionally felt a bit off.

What normal person would rely on physical reactions to dodge bullets and artillery bombardments when facing firepower suppression!?

Tang Xiudou, who was accustomed to close combat, felt very frustrated at this moment.

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