When the two militiamen set off firecrackers, they did not light them at the same time, but whoever came first started lighting them first.
It’s more natural this way!
The line of fire burned quickly and ignited the firecrackers, which crackled all the way to the left and right, like dozens of people shooting.
The hilltop was extremely lively for a while.
When firecrackers explode there will be flashes of fire and the sound of gunpowder exploding.
Although it is not exactly the same as the sound of a gunshot, the principle of action is the same, and at least it reaches 70% to 80% of the heat.
Then it was fired with eight real guns in the middle, and the bullets fired whizzed in the woods.
The reading vendors, who had been ambushed and more than half of whom were killed or injured, were so confused that they could not tell the difference between the gunshots on the mountainside.
The readers only knew that the mountains and plains were full of gunshots, and they concluded that there must be more enemies ambush in the mountains.
Seeing that there were only twenty or thirty people left at home, and there were at least dozens of gunshots heard on the mountain, if they continued to charge up, they would all die on the road.
No one took the lead and shouted "advance", but everyone responded immediately, everyone shouted the seventh time, turned around and ran away.
As each reading dealer was picked out and killed, the mood of the remaining reading dealers slowly began to collapse, and soon no one became hysterical.
If you hide here, you may be killed. No matter what kind of cover you read, you will always go here.
The other two hilltops were not used as a breakthrough point. Since they were farther away than the hilltops on the north side, the battle broke out a little later.
Lu Xiao decisively adjusted the position of his rucksack, mounted the heavy machine gun under the rucksack, and aimed at the thatched hut where the book sellers gathered, ending a new round of killings.
There was a loud bang.
The Type 89 heavy machine gun has an effective range of 1,500 meters. The entire Lande Village is within its range, so be careful to hit every corner.
But for the besieged readers, now is the most painful moment.
Either they would all die if they continued to rush up the mountain, or they would be temporarily safe if they retreated to the village. The readers decisively chose the latter.
As if the heavy machine gun had eyes, it stopped roaring crazily again.
Three or four reading vendors came out and shouted at the top of their lungs. In order to prevent people on the mountain from hearing clearly, they even shouted in the foreign language spoken next door.
The other person I read was startled by the heavy machine gun body, and I didn't even have time to wonder what splashed on my face. It felt sticky and disgusting when I touched it.
Like a lunatic who has lost his mind, he ran towards the village entrance while shooting with a gun.
I just want to escape from that purgatory!
If someone else had a bracket that could hold down the front seat at all, the bullets in the front would probably have drifted into the country.
Ostrich shot the reader in the head with one shot, and counted proudly: "The seventeenth one, still short of the first seven, will complete your goal today."
We also ushered in the "dismemberment day"!
However, the blazing fire in the thatched house illuminated half of Lande Village, exposing the few readers who were hiding to the sight of the militiamen.
As a result, the 70 or 80 recommended people had just gathered together. In order to prevent people inside from being discovered, they deliberately did not use any lighting items.
The next thing to consider is less about self-protection and more about how to keep the readers alive and annihilate them all.
Most of them were killed by landmines, and the other half were chased to death by Jackie Chan and the sniper team.
"Let's go back to the village first and then think of a solution."
They even crawled and fled into the house, hoping that they would become pieces of meat on the ground.
As nearly seventy book sellers lost their lives, the roar of the heavy machine guns disappeared again, leaving only the ignited houses to finish burning.
Fortunately, the thatched house was located in a relatively remote location, so the burning flames could not ignite the surrounding houses.
So what exactly happened outside?
"Fuck him, you were the one who beat him to death, why should I give him ten points?" Ostrich agreed.
With a weak whistling sound, the heavy machine gun bullets were all repelled into the house.
"Bang~"
I thought it would only take ten minutes to leave the village, and only half of the people would be there.
The fact that the two were able to bicker during the battle actually highlighted the current battle situation.
The Lande militiamen hate reading and selling so much that no one would let go of such a bad opportunity.
The rest of them rushed to the foot of the mountain and were killed by a sneak attack by the militiamen and lone wolves who were ambushing them at the foot of the mountain.
"Ostrich, could he have a point of shame? He said it was all his in a bad way? You found all of these. Seventy-seven points is too much, right? I should at least give you ten points," the hygienist said, asking for credit.
Only a muscular man like Jackie Chan can hold down the trajectory of a fully automatic heavy machine gun with or without a stand.
"Bang~"
But escaping is so complicated. In the process of escaping, not many people were beaten to death, but only a few people escaped.
After that, I only had to avoid sniping at the entrance of the village. There were not many bunkers and explosives to choose from. Now there are no point kills from eight hills, which means there are no enemies on all seven sides.
Yes.
The book sellers gathered together again to cause trouble, and the heavy machine gun had no chance to kill Qifang again.
Although the battle took place later than on the north side, the results were the same.
Readers are eager to know the reason, but unfortunately someone has given us the answer at this time.
A piece of tofu is put on the human body behind it. As long as it is rubbed, a small piece of flesh will fall off. Wherever it touches, it will disappear. If it hits the torso of the body, it will directly hit two sections.
Gunfire rang out again.
In terms of the kinetic energy and explosive properties of heavy machine gun bullets, Yomi's entire head and half of his neck were blown away, leaving only a little bit at the base of his neck.
The heavy machine gun is too stable when placed under the backpack, and the gun body jumps too much when firing. Even if Lu Xiao suppresses it with all his strength, it can still be stable.
Yes.
Originally, they were harvested by Jackie Chan's heavy machine gun, killing dozens of bad guys, and four or four more were killed by the ostriches, leaving 1,770 readers left.
Between those visits, dozens more were broken.
Nowadays, among the reading vendors who have returned to the outside of the village, there are only a little over 100 people left.
He rolled up from the bottom of the mountain and hid outside the village again.
"Without you as an observer, his little walnut-sized brain can be seen by everyone, and even one of him, not to mention ten, will be burned out." The hygienist said with a smile.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, going crazy is of no use. Being hysterical may also make him invulnerable, but it will only make him die more slowly.
Although the gunshots that time were scattered and far less sparse than those after, and they were basically single-shot bursts, they didn’t sound very scary.
The heavy machine gun bullets flew towards the target with 17,000 joules of energy amidst the loud roar.
"There are too many people on the mountain, so we can't rush up."
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
Readers are scared!
No matter what the drug dealers think, Lande Village, which is just a piece of tofu, suddenly turns into a piece of iron.
"Okay, okay, okay, give him ten. You are taking advantage of him. Anyway, there are not so few prey. I will ask him to give you points later. You can do it yourself." Ostrich's mouth admitted defeat.
A few armed readers gathered together to form a small army of 280 readers, thinking that they could easily take control of even large villages.
The readers decided to nominate a few people and gathered together to quickly think of a way to escape.
This completely panicked the readers.
The book seller deliberately chose a remote corner, a very eye-catching independent thatched house, thinking that no one could see it.
That was because Jackie Chan didn't bring an octapod, so a few of us had a lucky escape.
Exploded brains, minced meat, blood, broken bones, scattered like flowers, covered the surrounding area for several meters.
"Go back, go back quickly."
The readers have not yet fallen into a comprehensive disadvantage, and the lone wolves have not yet taken an absolute advantage. Without the pressure, the mood will naturally become less tense.
With such a terrifying death threat, no one had the time to think of any countermeasures. They all just hated their parents for having two extra legs.
The distance of less than 140 meters was reached in an instant, and the bullet nervously penetrated the thatched bamboo wall of the house and hit the head of a book seller inside the house.
As a result, the reading vendors who gathered outside the village felt that the thatched houses were protecting us, and their moods became more and more frightened by the unknown.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
"Oh, retribution is retribution. Does he think you are willing? You can do it yourself."
However, in the field of vision of the night vision goggles, what readers thought was being noticed by Bai Bulongdong was clearly seen by Jackie Chan from a close distance.
Without Lu Xiao's carefully formulated turtle-in-the-jar plan, coupled with the full cooperation of Lone Wolf Group B and the militia platoon, every position was blocked.
The two gangs of reading vendors who rushed to Nanshan and Xishan were beaten until their buttocks were wet and they returned to the outside of the village.
The crackling noises on the top of the mountain kept frightening the drug dealers so much that they huddled in front of the trees and dared to show their heads.
The readers were panicked for a moment!
Although the hygienist said he wanted to do it himself, he did not take out the gun. He was still looking through the binoculars. It was obvious that he was just bickering out of habit.
The book sellers have never been attacked so ferociously that some of them were scared to death.