Chapter 1890: Encircling and Suppressing Death

Before the words could be finished, another gunshot rang out, and they had set up another decoy that had been "killed!" with only a few seconds between them.

Sergei's face was a little pale, and he looked at Lin Rui and said in a low voice, "This guy reacts so quickly." ”

"Still couldn't lock the position, and when he fired the second shot, he shifted the position. Sandro whispered.

"But we at least know where he is. Lin Rui looked at the tactical tablet and said in a low voice, "Even if the control is within twenty meters, we can give him enough threats." Rose!Machine gun fire. ”

Rose nodded, and he and the gunner each strafed the approximate area displayed by the instrument. Lenelev's two shots knocked them out of the psychological shadows. The two did not dare to show their heads and controlled the machine gun by remote control to strafe fire.

This is their pre-set vehicle-mounted M134 type firing machine gun, with a slewing linkage device, the assembly includes a drive motor, six bolt parts, six movable bolt tracks, barrel sleeve parts, rear gun mounts, six barrels, barrel clamping parts, safety parts, casing covers and two quick-release pins.

Because the rotating part is in the fixed casing cover, the bolt parts and the main cam track of the casing cover follow, causing the bolt parts to move back and forth with the moving track to shoot the ammunition. Each barrel is fixed in the barrel clamp part and in a straight line with the bolt part.

Although this weapon weighs 1o.5 kilograms, it usually only appears in movies when it shoots hand-held. Because this thing has to be driven by a motor. With the addition of the power box and motor, the total weight of the machine gun equipment reached 35 pounds, and it was impossible to shoot hand-held at all. Usually both airborne and on-board.

However, the power of this airborne remote-controlled machine gun is indeed amazing, with an effective range of 15oo meters. If the machine gun fires at 45 degrees, it hits one bullet every 3.14 meters at a distance of 2oo meters. NATO's 7.62 mm caliber standard ammunition is used, and the dispersion is 6.5 dense. For snipers hiding in the bushes, the deterrent is huge.

As soon as this shot rang out, Lenarev knew that it was not good. This shot is not right, as soon as you hear it, you know that it is not an ordinary individual machine gun.

Almost reflexively, Lenarev fell to his stomach and rolled backwards. The intense rain of bullets whipped through the dirt and plant debris where he was hiding. And Lenarev also knew that he only fired two shots, and the other party quickly locked on to his hiding place, which is definitely not normal. This kind of reaction and judgment made Lenarev secretly frightened.

The machine-gun fire continued for a few seconds before stopping. Sandro said in a hurry, "Stop, stop the damn." This thing can theoretically shoot 6ooo bullets a minute. We can't fight like this with these ammunition, pay attention to the rhythm. ”

"Why is there no movement? Rose whispered after the ceasefire, "Sandro, are you really useful for this? I've never seen a machine gun controlled with a tablet." ”

Sandro huddled under cover, sweating profusely and tapping his hand on his tablet, "Don't worry, it's definitely useful." Maybe this Caucasian Grim Reaper has been beaten into a sieve. I've seen some armed militias control this kind of thing with iPads. Besides, the machine gun doesn't need absolute aiming, it only needs to set the strafing angle, and then ......"

"Bang!" another gunshot rang out. Rose shrank her head in fright, lay on the ground and cursed, "Damn, I knew you were unreliable." He immediately controlled the machine gun and continued to fire, and the rapid roar of the machine gun "Da ......" suppressed Renerev on the opposite side.

"You can't blame me for that. There are no problems with the settings and controls, and if you don't hit the target, you can only say that you are unlucky. Sandro said helplessly.

Lin Rui turned around and shouted, "Ceasefire!" he is no longer in place. This guy is cunning and changes places with one shot. It's hard to pinpoint his exact bearing. It's time for grenades. Let that guy know how awesome. ”

Lin Rui stepped back from the front and grabbed the millimeter automatic grenade catapult. After adjusting it, he shot downward. Sandro on the other side also put down the tablet in his hand, picked up the grenade, and shot it downward.

This time, Lenarev really couldn't stand this style of play, the original machine gun fire, as long as he was careful to lie on the ground, with the help of the terrain can barely dodge. But grenades are another story. This thing is explosive killing, and the explosion of a grenade is 3oo shrapnel in all directions, and the killing distance is more than ten meters. The key is that Lin Rui and others still use automatic grenade catapults.

Six grenades fired in bursts, covering a considerable area in a short time. Lenerav is not ready at all, because the grenade can be fired in a curved way, and after calculating the distance and direction, it has a parabola. It's similar to the principle of curved guns such as mortars. Can attack targets that are invisible in a straight line.

You can't see him, but he can hit you. It's depressing. No matter how awesome a sniper is, he can't turn a corner when he shoots bullets. The rogue style of these people made Lenelev, the Caucasus god of death, helpless.

He rolled all the way to dodge, desperately trying to escape the danger zone, but was shot in the shoulder by shrapnel. The distance was already quite far, and the shrapnel only scratched the skin and a small part of the muscle, but did not penetrate deeply.

Renelev reached out and tore the clothes off his shoulder, pulled out the bloody shrapnel from the deltoid muscle of his upper arm, and took a deep breath. It was too dangerous, the location where the shrapnel hit him was only a few dozen centimeters away from his neck. Thankfully, it's from the upper arm to the shoulder, and if it's a little off, it hits the neck artery. It's really hard to say that his life is not there.

"Damn!" Lenarev already keenly sensed that this was a bureau specifically aimed at him. Remote-controlled machine guns, grenades, the other side is completely aimed at themselves. Could it be that their attack on the convoy was fake, and their purpose was only to lure themselves into an ambush?

Lenarev looked at the militants of the Secret Society, who were pinned down by the shore belt. Although it has an advantage in numbers, due to the terrain and equipment firepower is inferior to the opponent, there is no way to rush forward for a while.

The convoy on the other side was armed, and the scene was even worse, but a small group of them rushed down the hillside but were blown up by a series of explosions. The broadsword mines that Sausage had planted there in advance were quite meritorious this time. Armed the Secret Society that was protecting the convoy, and blew it up and retreated. The casualties were too great, and I didn't have the heart to charge again.

Lenerav knew that the only thing that could turn the tide of the war was himself.