Zheng Shu began his path of weapon design, and now he should be engaged in the design of ordinary individual equipment, which has a strong strength for personal application, and the weight and recoil of the shot are designed according to the limits of human acceptance.

It should be fine in itself, but their goal is wrong.

The weapons that are designed now are aimed at humans, but then the targets of design will not be humans.

Their testing had just begun, but they couldn't reach far away.

In California, there is a war between humans and unknown opponents, which is about to begin.

General Claire was leading his Marines close to the coastline of California, and the sky was now foggy, and the most terrifying thing was that in this fog, there seemed to be rising flames in the distance.

The flames seemed to be like trapped beasts, roaring incessantly.

"Roar, roar!"

The flames soared into the sky, and lava flew in the air, and countless insects crawled through it.

The bugs are knife-footed, mantis-like bugs, and they dig up the minerals and throw them into the furnace, and in the back there are guys who transport the metal ingots from the same bugs.

Far away on the seashore, hundreds of landing craft are slowly approaching, there are no defenses on the shore, and here is their leader, General Claire.

In the Marine Corps, they are all soldiers, they are all on the front line, and the command is with the highest commander, Xiao Hei.

Claire rushed to the front, holding her rifle and watching from afar, there was no good visual distance in front of her, the volcanic ash became a natural barrier for Anthony, and everything in front of her seemed to be covered with a thin layer of gauze.

They can't see anything. The so-called thermal sensing devices have also become waste, and this is already a volcanic area, and it is a death valley itself, and the surface temperature is very high all year round, so it is impossible to distinguish it.

Infrared is even more unreliable, there are too many large particles in the air, and infrared cannot penetrate the floating layer of volcanic ash.

Therefore, they can only watch with the naked eye, wearing a fully armed suit like a chemical protection suit, and wearing a simple filter mask specially made for this operation, which is used to filter volcanic ash, which will be used to explore the United States in the future.

They are moving forward slowly, and all of them are constantly in contact with their peers and constantly supporting their peers.

Claire walked carefully, he was not young, he was too impulsive, and he knew that the target this time was not easy to deal with, the soldiers of the Marine Corps sent 10,000 people, which was already a very exaggerated thing, enough to fight a high-intensity battle, but their current clearance mission sent so many people, and the target was very special.

He has a photo, a sickle-legged bug like a praying mantis, which doesn't know how lethal it is, but it mines very quickly.

There are very few videos recorded, and the iron-sharpened sicklefoot can easily cut through the rock and break down the metal ore directly.

There is no resistance.

It can be seen from this early on that this is a crazy bug.

Claire knew too well the danger, he lowered his body, tried to make his first wave of damage relatively small, and then cautiously moved forward, the M16 in his hand was following his line of sight, the bullet was loaded, the safety was open, ready to shoot at any time.

It's still a dozen kilometers away, but it's already possible to encounter those damn bugs.

The Marines were slowly moving forward, feeling their way to the lair ahead.

"Commander-in-chief, I haven't found the target for the time being, do you want to search quickly. "In the intercom, Claire was asked.

He was advancing, and when he heard the voice, he knew it was his lieutenant.

"Don't worry, we've actually entered the area where the target is, be careful at all times, as long as it doesn't come into the life of our marines, we can shoot and kill. Claire gave the order.

The adjutant hastened to convey.

In the Marine Corps, all of them advance according to squads, and the No. 4 Scissorhands squad is the elite of their elite, and the Marine Corps is not a particularly small number of special forces, accounting for one-third of the country.

So the Scissorhands squad is still a lot worse than the real special forces, but they are already elite and walk on the front line.

Edward is the leader of the team, and he is moving forward with his teammates, which is very slow, but still a pioneer.

Nobody speaks, they can't speak, because they are already close to the enemy's area, and it is already certain that the enemy is nearby.

"Everyone, be careful, we've been ordered to kill all creatures that aren't our team, remember! it's any creature!" Edward reminded again.

He has been using this title for a long time, I don't know how much time, but it represents only one, cruelty.

Edward is a 1.9 meter bald head, very violent, and his team members are very safe.

The squad moved forward slowly, the assault was ready for hand-to-hand combat at any time, the sniper did not dare to be far away, but he was still the most accurate marksman.

If there's anyone who is the craziest, it's the fireman.

He now has an assistant with his own weapons of great firepower, ready to take out the enemy at any time.

Wholehearted vigilance is about them, and they must fight back as quickly as possible.

That's what he thinks.

But no one can predict when the accident and the enemy will arrive first.

As they moved forward again, Edward suddenly heard a voice.

Not very crisp, "Brush!" and in front of Edward's eyes, a huge piece of superore, weighing about several tons, was cut apart.

When the cutting was done, he climbed directly onto the ore and rolled over and carried the ore on his back.

Edward was already stunned.

"Is this Star Wars? or is it an alien," Edward just said subconsciously, and then the next second.

"Fire!" gave the order, and without the slightest hesitation, everyone began to fire.

A 5.56 mm bullet flew out and hit the bug.

The sound of poofing continued.

A dozen shuttle bullets hit the bugs.

If it was a person, it would have been a pile of rotten meat a long time ago.

But! The worm moved on as if nothing had happened, taking his huge ore with him.

Edward's sweat was pouring out in an instant, and he shouted loudly in the intercom: "Report to the sir, the encounter can be targeted, it is a praying mantis more than three meters high, it has been tentatively shot, 5.56 mm bullets cannot hurt the opponent!

At this moment, he thought of his usual training and quickly reported the information.

And the fireman on the other side has already set up a stand in an instant, ready to kill this guy with heavy firepower.