Chapter 389 Resource Era (8)

The island in the lake is essentially a peninsula, with a low-lying shrub and a small number of swamps connecting the landing route, 5 kilometers away from the nearest simple road. This road that the gentlemen in Mara City felt was easily widened through the cooperation of bulldozers and armored vehicles, so that the convoy could reach the magical mountain directly.

Hong Bi must thank the infrastructure construction team for their projects. They organized skilled workers overnight to develop roads, so that the troops on and off the mountain can now form a siege. Although just a platoon of soldiers can have heavy equipment and firepower, even cavalry will find it difficult to complete the impact.

But alien mercenaries do not understand the tactical concepts of modern warfare. In the world of cold weapons, the upright queue, perseverance and courage to kill enemies are the elements of victory. All weapons are paper tigers, and they cannot be regarded as true. Therefore, they charged bravely and happily, as if they were young people who were going to kill pigs and eat them.

When Hong Bi's nervous fingers were numb, the squad leader personally climbed up the platoon leader's armored vehicle turret, directed the driver below, parked it on a hill where you could see the gentle slope, and then gently knocked on the insurance.

rice."

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The soldiers who were carrying heavy machine guns on another armored vehicle were reporting distances. There were 8 people in the 3rd squad, who could carry 4 heavy machine guns, and hid in the modified 30mm turret, and their firepower defense was not weak.

The squad leader pulled his head hard and subconsciously sat backward, while the poisonous snake spit out orange fireworks without hesitation.

The explosion of flames quickly enveloped the preset battlefield.

The machine gun, facing light armor or even non-armored infantry, was as powerful as the Grim Reaper's sickle. A 200-person team instantly became fragments, and the charge time was less than 10 seconds.

The dull sound of the poisonous snake's bore out of the chamber and the crisp sound of the bullet made the third squad leader unable to extricate himself into the joy of shooting.

Human beings do not hate war, but all human beings hate death.

If only enemies die, then the joy of war is greater than love.

Life is precious, but love is more expensive. If it is for victory, both can be abandoned.

The gentle slope was blown up and the pits were bumpy, and the team of 200 people was not ten. No matter how strong the light infantry without shelter, they could not face such cruel speed weapons. They were like 200 prisoners waiting for the force. There were 190 torture people. Whoever could escape was based on their fate. If everyone was lucky and met 10 of them were in good health and were willing to do it again, no one could escape.

"The deputy squad leader who saves bullet squad will yell. He held the walkie-talkie in his hand and shouted repeatedly.

I played at least half a minute before I slowly let go of my fingers.

The appearance of the gentle slope has almost been changed.

The blood soaks the ground, and only a little liquid flows. If it doesn't flow far, it will be absorbed by the grass on the road.

The power of the machine gun surprised both the enemy and us.

Hong Bi was surprised by the reckless and straightforward charge of the aliens. No matter how long the aliens were, they were only likely to be killed. The aliens were surprised by their own losses. If 200 people died in a war, the money given by the owner would not be too much.

Two "slap" shots woke up the command of both sides.

It was an alien who survived the shelling and wanted to escape the battlefield and was killed by an automatic rifle.

Now, all the eleven or two aliens who survived were lying on the ground and dared not tremble for a moment.

The alien commander was a dark man with a small body, and his muscles emitting a cold smell, as if he had brought glaciers to the tropics.

He involuntarily turned his attention to the armored convoy at the foot of the mountain.

"Bai, go and see if there is a magician."

Hua is a foreigner who is a scattered man with twice the height and four times the width of the leader. At first glance, he looks like a horse walking upright. He has no mount, and holding a small round shield, Sa Ya runs faster than a horse.

This is at least level 9 in physical skills, and maybe it mobilizes the fighting spirit.

He was found by the automatic rifle on the ridge and at the foot of the mountain. The heavy machine gun also fired a three-shot from time to time. The strong birch either used a round shield to resist it or turned a blind eye, and it was a successful half-time trip.

The sound of the bullet penetrated through the ground made people feel powerless. Hong Bi quietly raised the anti-tank missile and put the heart on Hua.

The latter ran halfway through the journey in confusion, picked up a big stone that had long been optimistic about, and threw it out with his habit.

The stone looked about 50 kilograms and hit an armored truck accurately.

Stand-up!

"I can't save it!" Hong Bi thought about it and pulled the electronic key.

A Milan anti-tank missile, like a box of renminbi, crashed steadily into birch.

Stand up!

The explosion of red è was not known as fire or blood. The "rumbling" sound made the indigenous platoons celebrate happily, and the leader of the alien mercenary jumped up in surprise: "Is the magician? Is there a magician?"

"Not a magician. I heard that the people in Xijiang Water Village have very powerful weapons, but I didn't expect it to be so." The person who spoke was an amazing white guy. He was also thin and small, only half the height of a normal alien race, which was even thinner than the black leader with a small body. He mopped his protruding teeth and spoke like sawing wood.

The black leader jumped up and waved half of the little man's fist and said, "You know they have powerful weapons, why didn't you say it before?"

The white guy smiled, moaned his teeth with one hand, and said, "If I had said that, how could I earn such a large commission?"

"The commission is a lot. Hahaha." The black leader laughed like a burnt eggplant. He obviously didn't clarify the logical relationship. He was too lazy to think about it anymore. He waved his hand and said, "No matter whether they are powerful weapons or magic knights, we will kill the miners... and charge towards the foot of the mountain first."

A 200-man team didn't know the situation. When they saw him waving, they held up their shield and ran down.

"Wait." The white leader pulled the black leader's shoulder and asked, "Divine Art Knight? What kind of Divine Art Knight, why didn't you tell me?"

"I heard that there is, but I don't know if it is. Didn't you tell me about the powerful weapons?" The black leader bulged his eyes, like a pirate with parrot plastic surgery.

The white leader was furious and said, "Weapons are trivial matters, the Divine Knight, what is the Divine Knight? Can't your long-skinned head think?"

Once he started to curse, the aliens' thinking ran away, and the black leader scolded excitedly: "Your teeth-shaped head."

"My teeth can smack your muscular fool!"

"Okay OK, come and bite me, white ball."

While the two leaders were holding each other, the "da da da da da" of the crane machine guns sounded again at both ends of the battlefield.

All 12 heavy machine guns were fired, and the firepower of the fork seemed to have hit the ground.

The flames burned on the battlefield, and a smell of burning and grilling blood floated in the air.

The gunshot stopped in an instant.

The recruits looked happily. The two snipers attacked them so loudly that their trembling hands were settled. At least they could stop at the top of the peak.

Heavy machine guns and machine guns emit thousands of bullets and shells in a short period of time, leaving no chance for the charger to survive. Especially after transfer, the machine gun on the side is like a biting mouse, dividing the person into pieces.

"It's over." The leader of another team was a little gloating.

The dark alien leader was stunned for a moment, and Yin said coldly: "You, continue to attack."

The white leader opposed: "400 people died, I will lose money, go back."

"I lost 800 people when I went back, I was stupid."

After the black leader said this, the white leader who claimed to be smart could not explain for a moment and actually agreed.

The leader of the team looked left and right, and finally realized that he was going to the battlefield by himself, and immediately felt sad.

Interracial soldiers like war, but not death.

"Hurry up!" Although the black leader was only half the size of an ordinary soldier, no one dared to disobey him when he glared at his twice-sized eye.

So, 400 alien soldiers roared and stepped forward to attack.

Out of fear of the machine gun, they were divided into two parts and rushed to both sides.

Hong Bi kept yelling on the walkie-talkie: "Wait for them to get closer, get closer."

At 800 meters, the heavy machine gun still started to sweep.

The fear of death cannot be solved by saying it. Perhaps the surviving soldiers will be able to suppress the shooting after the battle.

In fact, when the first gun rang out, Hong Bi also tightened the trigger.

Who is not afraid of death?

All heavy machine guns began to sweep wildly

If it is a standard veteran three-company dada, dadada" strike speed, 200 rounds of ammunition can take 3 minutes. However, when a foreign mercenary rushed up, 200 rounds of ammunition can not even take 1 minute.

Fortunately, they have many bullet boxes, and each machine gun has a base of 4,500 bullets enough to use. Even so, the battle is much more difficult than Hong Bi expected.

Once the enemy rushed up, the small indigenous platoon would be instantly submerged.

Just one enemy!

The dark alien leader kept waving, and more alien soldiers rushed up.

His staff is more than 2,000.

For the alien mercenary troops, as long as they have money and commissions, they can recruit soldiers, and then promote a few people as small leaders, and the wild boar charges.

During the days when the black and white leaders were together, they basically made money.

Soldiers are constantly being harvested, and soldiers are constantly being replenished.

At the top of the magical mountain, two nobles from Mara City were watching the battle below.

They were the veteran Speaker Gassaye and the slave camp chief Kadwell. While other nobles and knights were fighting hard on the front line of the temple war, they finally came out to carefully observe the biggest enemy in Mara City.

——The army of Xijiang Shuizhai.a!~!
Chapter completed!