When he said this, he only saw the sneer of the Ming army officer.

When the Ming army tanks forced their way through the jungle in front of him, Gregory was completely stunned.

He really underestimated the power of machinery!

In other words, he knew nothing about the powerful power that the machine could unleash.

Kutuzov once proposed that they go to war with the Kurds, and as long as they win the battle, the territory will be theirs.

However, Gregory rejected this suggestion because he was not familiar with the Middle East.

Someone told him that there was no shortage of anything else except sand and fools.

Gregory didn't want to eat sand, let alone be a fool.

He likes the vast plains of Eastern Europe and the meadows beside the Don River.

Cossacks have lived here for generations, and they don't want to go anywhere.

So, there was the task of Grigory personally leading eight hundred cavalry to seize the bridge for the Ming army.

Another group of people came on the road, a group of French soldiers running forward.

Judging from their appearance, you can tell that they were troops assembled in a hurry.

Some of them were wearing hats, some were not wearing hats, some were carrying guns, and some were carrying guns.

There are even some people whose clothes are open, revealing the shirts that are terribly hidden underneath!

Fortunately, the weather has warmed up now. The clothes they wore in the past few months would have frozen them to death.

At this time, the French soldiers were already full of men.

Many people's heads look like steamers.

Seeing a group of military police stationed in front, the commander personally ran over and gestured to Gregory.

“Get out of the way, get out of the way!

We need to go over and reinforce the troops on the opposite side."

While talking, he kept his steps steady and continued running forward.

Gregory did not answer, he just looked at a group of French soldiers running along the road indifferently.

There is a company with more than a hundred people.

Just when the French soldiers were still more than ten meters away, Gregory suddenly raised the Aka rifle at his feet.

"Da" "Da" "Da" "Da"...!

The sound of the Aka rifle sounded like popping beans.

The French soldiers in the front row were swept away before they understood what was going on.

Not even two seconds passed before the two Maxims captured on the roadside opened fire at the same time.

Maxim's rate of fire reached 600 rounds per minute.

At this time, the rate of fire can be regarded as being maximized.

The two Maxims directly fired a metal storm, and the French soldiers on the road were beaten to pieces.

When the French soldier in front fell to the ground, he still kept running.

No one was prepared, and no one expected that these military police would suddenly open fire.

The distance is too close, only a dozen meters away.

Some bullets even penetrated a second person after passing through his body.

It wasn't until the third person that he stayed in his body and didn't come out to hurt anyone again.

Not only Maxim, but all the Cossacks who were issued Aka rifles turned on the full output mode.

Thirty round magazines, empty as quickly as possible.

Two minutes, two minutes again.

Two minutes later, there were corpses covered with pillows lying on the ground.

There were also people who were still alive for a while, lying on the ground howling loudly.

Grigory waved his hand, and hundreds of Cossacks who were lying in ambush on both sides of the road sprang out.

They uphold the glorious tradition of the Cossacks and never use guns if they can solve problems with knives.

Those howling guys had their heads chopped off with a knife.

The division of labor among the Cossacks was very clear. Some used horses to drag corpses, while others used knives to chop off heads.

These are all proofs of receiving the reward from the Ming Dynasty afterwards, and Gregory has clearly marked the price.

A Ming Dynasty head is worth two Ming silver coins.

But when he went to Li Xiao's place to report the debt, one head was worth five Ming Dynasty silver coins.

Gregory was very excited. He changed a magazine and looked at the corpses everywhere.

The French are really stupid, don't they know how to be vigilant?

You just ran over here so stupidly, weren't you just waiting to be killed?

I have done this ten times in one morning.

Although it was only this time, I killed an entire company.

Gregory was obviously very happy!

The moment he inserted the magazine, a shell accurately landed more than thirty meters in front of him.

He saw with his own eyes two Cossacks who were beheading people, and their bodies were blown up.

Gregory crouched down quickly, and a corpse had been smashed down mixed with countless stones and sand.

The body like a rag doll landed on top of the sandbag bunker, with its head down and its legs up.

It's Bardale who just beheaded someone!

The sound of mortars and machine guns rang out.

The Cossacks who were focused on harvesting heads and hiding corpses were knocked upside down by the explosion.

From time to time there was the sound of rifles, and bullets kept drilling bloody holes in the Cossacks' bodies.

In the same two or three minutes, the hundreds of Cossacks who went out to pick up heads on the roadside were already dead or injured.

Many people were also injured, and their screams were louder than those of the French just now.

But no one can help them, they don't even have anyone to last damage.

I can only cry out and slowly drain the blood from my body.

Grigory and the others were beaten so hard by machine guns that they could not raise their heads, and mortar shells kept falling on the edge of the sandbag fortress.

Protected by sandbags, Gregory was safe for the time being.

If it had been outside, it would have been sieved by shrapnel.

Gregory crawled along the ground desperately, knowing that once the artillery shells landed in the bunker, there would be no chance to escape.

The high riding boots of the Cossacks became very cumbersome at this time.

From time to time, stones would penetrate through the opening.

When he stood up, the stones slipped to the soles of his feet again.

After just two steps, Gregory tripped over due to the huge pain in his feet.

Without further ado, Gregory took off his riding boots and ran barefoot into the grass on the side of the road.

The moment Gregory rolled into the grass, a mortar shell landed in the sandbag bunker.

The two Cossack machine gunners inside were blown out of the bunker.
Chapter completed!