"The information is wrong!"

"Well, the town of Carmel has experienced a bloody battle, and the enemy is short of heavy weapons and ammunition?"

The loss of so many tanks in World War I directly stunned the Blue Army.

Looking at the disastrous battlefield, everyone once thought that they had been washed by the massive heavy fire of the red side.

But if you look closely, it's not right, there aren't many craters.

It's not a surge of fire, on the contrary, it's a sparse fire.

"There are only a few dozen shots in total!"

"Just ordinary anti-tank individual rockets!"

"Then how do you destroy so many of our ......?"

It soon became clear to the Blues that it was not the enemy's ferocious firepower that was too efficient.

The scattered rockets have created the momentum of thousands of troops, and one shot will destroy a tank, destroy many artillery trucks, and kill and injure a soldier with one shot.

After a few rounds, there was not a single shot missing, and at least one tank was destroyed.

This is extremely terrifying efficiency, in general, trying to destroy a tank does not know how many shells are consumed.

Often, a shot goes down, only to fall nearby, blowing up a pile of smoke and dust.

It was not easy to hit, and it was probably only on the armor, and finally the majestic tank broke through the smoke and continued to move forward.

Even if it is a master, at medium and long distances, he only pursues bombardment of tank tracks, destroys its mobility, and does not have the luxury of hitting the second kill point, which can only be hit at close range.

However, at this moment, on the red side, there was a master who hit the second kill point at a distance of several hundred meters.

Cleared all the tanks and most of the land guns in one go, and the Blues were dumbfounded!

"What kind of planet operation is this!"

"Damn, are there so many pro gamers among these hundreds?"

Because the rate of fire was too fast, they believed that this shocking counterattack was done by several artillery players of the professional level.

Five or six professional artillerymen, plus the previous professional snipers, in a small position, there were so many top masters, the commander of the Blue Army wanted to cry without tears.

It's also a good thing that they can't see the red side's battle table, otherwise they will find out from the battle record that this series of vehicle destruction was done by one person.

"It's time to rush!"

"What about the pros! we're ten times as many!"

At first, there was only a five-fold difference in numbers, but with the first few rounds of heavy firepower, the red side suffered hundreds of casualties, and the remaining combatable soldiers were probably only about a hundred.

The number of soldiers suddenly increased tenfold, and if it weren't for the fact that the red side immortal players killed too much, this gap would have been even greater.

"Ahh

Crazy Ivan players excitedly rush to the high ground, which is now a red position, so no matter where you are, finding someone to rush up and blow yourself up is a sure win.

For a while, explosions sounded one after another everywhere, and enemies poured in from all directions.

Romon led people to street fighting, but unfortunately there were not many houses left as cover.

Even if there were, it was a ruined wall, a grenade could be thrown in from above, and even enemy soldiers could climb over the wall at will.

I saw countless blue mad dogs tumbling in from the wall, dancing wildly, and exploding at the same time as they were shot indiscriminately.

Before they die, they put on various poses, and they are extremely capable of mockery.

However, the small house that Romon was holding on to was not approached by mad dogs, and he was shot dead as soon as he showed up, and he didn't have time to rush over.

Seeing that they couldn't kill them, the mad dog players had no choice but to give up their glorious sacrifice and throw the grenade directly into the house instead.

The red side had no way to retreat, and it was only a matter of time before they were killed by random gunfire outside and by grenades inside the house, just like the blue defenders who were annihilated before.

"Enemy grenades can also be thrown!" Romon shouted eagerly when he saw that his defensive space was shrinking more and more.

This reminded many players that they were quick to throw back a lot of grenades that had been thrown over.

But who knows when the grenade will explode? More experienced players will also have the habit of throwing in seconds, which makes the red side pounce on the grenade and pinch it, and it will be blown up and killed.

"Ding......

A grenade flew to his feet, and Mo Qian hurriedly retreated when he saw this.

Seeing that Luo Meng was not in a hurry, he took off his helmet and threw it accurately, just covering the grenade.

"Bang!" the grenade exploded, and Luo Meng and Mo Qian were thrown directly away, but they were not injured, and quickly got up and continued to fight.

"Awesome!" Mo was stunned, and then reacted that this was a game bug, or a special trick that only appeared in games.

"Roar! This grenade is instantaneous damage, so when it is covered, the helmet takes all the damage, and there are special effects behind it. Romon laughed.

Mo Qian nodded and said, "I see......"

"It's just a small trick, but you, this marksmanship was practiced in Bethlehem?" Romon could see that Mo Qian shot a revenant, and together they couldn't let one of them get close to here.

Mo Qian said: "I practiced on Earth. ”

"......" Romon was speechless.

At the time of Jesus' birth, God illuminated the east with the star of Bethlehem to symbolize the rise of kings.

This sentence means that Mo Qian is simply a god marksmanship, but it is actually an affirmative sentence, who knows that Mo Qian does not know the stalk, and he turned his hand and said that he practiced on the earth, which instantly embarrassed Luo Meng.

Luo Meng paused and said: "But it's still useless, we can't hold it, wait for more people, one person and one thunder, we will die." ”

Mo Qian asked, "Can the grenade be detonated early?"

"No, but you can change the trajectory ......," he said, when Romon suddenly pulled out his knife and swung it, slashing a grenade in the air and sending it flying.

"6666!" Mo Qian praised.

"Senior, the Pacific Ocean is dry!" Romon said embarrassedly, wondering if he should say '14'.

"......" Mo was speechless, and it took him a long time to reminisce, this is to say that the vicissitudes of life, he is an antique.

He simply stopped talking and instead single-mindedly locked onto the grenades thrown in the air.

I saw that every grenade was hit by a bullet and then bounced off.

One, two, ten, twenty!

Numerous grenades were fired indiscriminately, killing many Blues.

At first, Romon didn't say anything, but as more and more grenades were bounced back, he couldn't speak.

“141414...... You're an Andromeda!"

Mo Qian said quickly: "Don't hiss, do you know how to drive?"

Luo Meng retorted and complained: "Do you have a refrigerator at home?"

"Huh, what?" said Mo.

"Ahem...... Luo Meng saw that he didn't answer the stalk, so he had to say weakly: "Who can't drive now!"

There was once a reality TV star who made an ice sculpture and brought it back to his homestay with the intention of borrowing a refrigerator to keep it, but colloquially said: Do you have a refrigerator at home?

As a result, the farmer retorted: My daughter has it in her schoolbag.

At this point, after being asked about nonsense, Romon has become accustomed to saying rhetorically: Do you have a refrigerator at home?

As long as you have a refrigerator at home, I'll drive.

Mo Qian didn't know this, but he understood it.

Then he said: "There is a heavy armored vehicle over there, you drive!

"Okay! let's have fun!" Romon knew that he would die, and he didn't care to go crazy with him, so he quickly ran into the car.

Mo Qian climbed onto the machine gun mount of the armored car and rushed at the enemy who was emerging in the distance.

The machine gun mount is a semi-enclosed structure, with armor on the left, right, and rear sides, and a machine gun on the front and an empty one on top.

As long as he can quickly kill enemies who can attack him from the front, he will hardly be killed by random shots.

For him, it was a breeze.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"

Bullet casings flew in front of Mo Qian, sparks overflowed left and right, and countless enemies in front of him were killed as soon as they showed their faces.

The number of kills is going crazy!

"Ahhh

He was an astonishing driver, and his armored car drove at full speed over the potholes, broken walls, and ruins of the town.

Luo Meng drifted left and right, occasionally crushing a few players, coupled with the magic of ink poverty, as if he learned marksmanship in the Andromeda Nebula, for a time he saw thousands of people as nothing.

I saw an armored car racing on the battlefield, twisting left and right, dodging mines, exploding, rushing down the high slope, crushing several people, one sudden brake missed the anti-tank rocket, and another accelerated to stir up countless waves of dust, speeding around the town, finding a weak point desperately trying to break through.

It's a great car, but the machine gun mount on it is even more incredible.

The flame-spitting machine gun spun into its own swing, and the barrage of barrage fired 360-degree spirals, and the Blues almost fell as if they had been harvested.

The heavy machine gun was pressed as solid as bedrock.

"Brother, you really are the Great Demon King!" Romon shouted.

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