The M406 high-explosive grenade, forty mm caliber, contains 32 grams of internal caliber, and has a killing range of five meters. After explosion, it can create more than 300 fragments. The fragments have a flying speed of more than 1,500 meters per second, but the ammunition has a flight speed of less than 100 meters per second - to put it bluntly, it flies relatively slowly and can be seen by the naked eye.

The machine gunner in the No. 3 machine gun position saw a grenade that seemed slow and could even be described as sleek. But as a trained Mexican drug policeman, he knew very well that this "slowness" was an illusion. Looking at the grenade that was coming, he subconsciously lowered his head.

The M2HB that was facing Zhou Qingfeng stopped shooting, and he noticed this keenly and immediately rushed out of the broken house and was about to collapse.

The physique of twice the average person is strengthened by 30%, and Zhou Qingfeng's running speed is a afterimage. But he is 300 meters away from the No. 3 machine gun position, and no matter how fast he runs, it takes twenty or thirty seconds.

"He's crazy!" The old 'seal' held up a telescope and saw Zhou Qingfeng's fearless charge. "The machine gun may fire again at any time, and machine guns from the other two directions will also aim at him."

In fact, just when Zhou Qingfeng ran out, the "dog meat" happened to flee into the No. 2 machine gun position. Six people were killed by Zhou Qingfeng in the position, but there were still seven or eight left. These people knew that they must not let the elite brothers on the beach rush out. All they had to do was suppress, suppress, and then suppress. When the patrol boats at the sea approached, they could naturally send them to God with bullets.

"Pile the sandbags, move the body away, and let the machine gun roar again."

"Please support Captain Guzman and continue to shell the shelling."

"Let's take action, otherwise we will die."

A small leader was reorganizing the shooting, and he was just scared by Zhou Qingfeng's accurate shooting technique. But he believed that as long as the heavy machine gun in his position was fired again, the reckless guy on the opposite side would definitely die.

But just as the spare machine gun team moved the body away and straightened the M2HB again, everyone found a dog's head with pointed teeth exposed.

The little boss didn't think much about it and shouted "Beat it to death". As a result, before his men could do it, the "dog meat" had already pounced on his chest.

The little boss just thought he had met a mad dog, and reached out to stop him, leaned back, and at the same time his other hand was about to aim at the "dog meat" and shoot. But with a click of "dog meat", he bit a big hole in his chest.

All kinds of horror screams and messy gunshots suddenly rang out from the No. 2 machine gun position. No one took care of the machine gun anymore. Everyone was shocked by the tragic situation in front of them and quickly gathered to drive away the terrible evil dog. The little leader looked at the big hole in his chest and couldn't believe that he was going to die.

"Dog Meat" runs and jumps agilely in the house, avoiding the gun and waiting for an opportunity to attack, and killing all the soldiers in the entire position. This is the consequence of being approached by "Dog Meat". Ordinary people cannot resist its agility and speed.

The No. 2 machine gun position is over, but there are No. 1 and No. 3. Zhou Qingfeng is running towards No. 3, and the machine gun of No. 1 is chasing him. Although Zhou Qingfeng runs very fast, he is definitely not as fast as bullets.

The old 'seal' saw this behind and immediately shouted on the radio: "Attack the machine gun on the left and buy time for that Chinese boy."

But the American soldiers who were suppressed in the front replied: "Sir, we are still suppressed. There are three machine guns on the left position. We have launched two attacks, but six people have died."

The old 'seal' was furious and ordered again: "Then let's die six more people. We must win time for the Chinese boy, otherwise we will all die."

“We can’t do it.”

“We were bombarded.”

“We were suppressed by machine guns.”

“We need support.”

Listening to the radio full of nonsense, the old "seal" was so angry that he looked up at Zhou Qingfeng again, but found that this brave Chinese boy was not dead yet, but became more and more fierce.

In the No. 3 machine gun position, the M406 grenade landed accurately.

The machine gunner who was lowering his head and lying on his waist felt a bang behind him, followed by a violent vibration and air wave impact. When he turned around, a pile of ammunition hands and deputy shooters fell behind him, dead, broken, and wailing.

Looking at Zhou Qingfeng again, the situation was even more frightening. The desperate guy rushed over from three hundred meters away, and his speed was definitely beyond ordinary people. He had already run across the open beach and stepped on the solid concrete floor of the beach park. His speed was faster, so fast that he couldn't see the figure clearly.

The M406 killed five people, and Zhou Qingfeng's combat power increased to 155%. His agility and speed were beyond imagination.

"Idiot, you won't succeed." The undead machine gunner felt a strong threat of death. He aimed at Zhou Qingfeng again. The distance between the two was nearly two hundred meters, which was enough for M2HB to create a dense barrage to kill anyone who dared to launch an attack.

The bullets were sprayed out of the heavy barrel, and the hot projectiles were whizzing. The ground or building that was hit was cracked, and every bullet point splashed a lot of dust.

Just nearly two hundred meters of dust were filled with dust, Zhou Qingfeng began to sway left and right agilely. His keen eyes passed through the death distance in the middle, staring at the direction of the opponent's muzzle. He could always run against the ground with extremely agile movements, while maintaining high-speed assault.

In the eyes of the machine gunner, Zhou Qingfeng was like performing acrobatics on an ice rink. He always avoided the projectiles he shot with all kinds of incredible movements, and also had smooth movements without any fatigue. This made all his efforts futile and ridiculous.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard!"

The machine gunner was like a child holding a chase and killing flies everywhere, while Zhou Qingfeng was running pushed open the bullet tube of the grenade launcher, causing the shell of the M406 to fall off, and another grenade was stuffed into the tube.

As he ran, Zhou Qingfeng rushed towards the ground. The distance had shrunk to 100 meters, and he could no longer get closer. He could still avoid bullets from left to right. If he had a close distance, he could only lie down and then fire another M406 towards the machine gun position opposite.

A grenade fell into the position, killing and injuring several people. Then another shot fell in, and then another shot fell in, and finally another shot fell in.

After four or five M406s, the entire machine gun position was blown up. In the constant explosion, the machine gunner naturally could not shoot. The rampant air waves made him unable to even raise his head. However, several grenades did not kill him. When he finally raised his body and looked back, he was the only one left in the machine gun position of more than a dozen people.

Zhou Qingfeng was getting more and more powerful, and the more he hit, the stronger his combat power was, as if commentary kept coming from his ears.

The first drop of blood

Double kill

Three kills

Four kills

Five Kills

Big killing

Go wild

Unstoppable

Dominate the battlefield

Approaching God
Chapter completed!