Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Battle of Beacon Village (Part II)

"Kill!!"

Wang Feng finished roaring and shook the handle.

"Boom boom boom!! ……”

Gatling's bullets poured out wildly, more firepower than dozens of assault rifles.

The M1200 Gatling with 134 rounds per minute fired simultaneously with a grenade launcher with 400 rounds per minute.

The roar resounded throughout the hillside, and the fire of the two heavyweight weapons was staggering.

The chasing squad was beaten to the ground and scurryed around.

Although the M134 Gatling limit can shoot 1200 rounds per minute, if it is in actual combat, 200 rounds per minute is enough, and more is useless and the accuracy is not great.

The MK19 howitzer was the same, in fact, Liu Yong only used about 16 rounds to beat all the four squads that were chasing.

Fifteen people were knocked out, and eleven escaped.

Use a Gatling bullet for 0.01 points, while grenades are much more expensive at 0.1 points each.

In this round of bombing, he scored 11.4 points, which is the most fished!

At present, the total score of class 40 = original score + number of kills in this round + time spent - bullet score = 9.4 + 15 + 14-3.6 = 36.8 points.

If the grenade is using a real M430 multi-purpose high-explosive shell, that shot will hit two kilometers away, and the explosion damage range will be within five meters.

A howitzer, the equivalent of a weapon capable of spraying an oval grenade at a distance of several kilometers, has a very large adaptation value.

"That's it! Cease fire! ”

Wang Feng shouted, Liu Yong began to pack up the equipment, the loose bullet chain used in the howitzer, it was more troublesome and time-consuming to collect and install.

Black smoke covered the hillside, more than a dozen soldiers were hit, and many mobile referees arrived.

Maybe it's because I'm in a hurry to get up, and I forgot to wear the eye-catching reflective jacket, and I kept counting the scores to prevent it from being lost.

"Run! Those veterans in the warehouse are chasing after them! Come! I'll help you carry it! ”

Wang Feng urged, after this battle, seventy or eighty percent of the recruits were eliminated, and those who remained were veterans with rich combat experience.

After speaking, he reached out and pulled the tactical backpack on Liu Yong's back, and after pulling it to his hand, his palm sank and smashed to the ground:

"I'll go! Brother Yong, your backpack is at least seventy kilograms, right?! How can you take something so heavy! Didn't you shoot yourself in the foot?! ”

It's hard to carry up, but for Wang Feng, it's just more physically demanding, and running is definitely possible.

"Ahh So much lighter! It feels like the whole person is flying! I'm sorry, Brother Feng! It's the grenade box that's too heavy! A box of nearly twenty kilograms......"

Wang Feng gritted his teeth and asked as he ran:

"How many boxes did you put in them?!"

"Three boxes."

“……”

"Brother Feng! I'll carry two boxes for you! I'll take two boxes out! ”

Liu Yong asked while being a little surprised when he saw that Wang Feng could still run fast.

"No! You help me with the satchel! We're almost in the forest! ”

Wang Feng held his breath and began to run wildly.

As long as you can enter the forest and hide among the plants, the chances of escape are much greater.

……

"Captain! The supplies in the Beacon Village have been robbed! Now the fourth class is guarding inside, and no one dares to go in! Go in one and do one by one! ”

After a signal soldier ran to inquire about the news, he yelled at the captain because the gunfire outside was too noisy.

"What?! Class 4 is also here! Damn it! What are they doing with so much material? It's better to share them all! They don't come out, they don't know how to throw grenades? ”

The Signal Soldier continued:

"There are other classes who try to throw grenades! But as soon as I entered, I was shot, and the snipers of the fourth squad were accurate at a time! With a fifteenx mirror, he hit it two kilometers away! …… He hit it, but our bombardier couldn't! ……”

The captain said in a dejected manner:

"Hey! What the hell is going on? So are we going to go home empty-handed? Coming in vain? ”

The correspondent thought for a moment and said:

"Yes! I've heard of two people who got there first! Fished a lot of oil and water! You see! They're still in the middle of the hillside, or ......."

"Come on! Kill! It's just two people! Ge Laozi! So much equipment, almost let them escape! ”

The captain interrupted the signal soldier, jumped up excitedly, and rushed over.

When many classes in the vicinity heard this, they also followed suit, but as soon as they rushed halfway up the mountain, a rumbling explosion was heard.

Then they were all blown up by a swarm of bees, and the ones who ran fast were not blown up, but they were so frightened that they were in a trance, and they met a howitzer for the first time!

The pitch-black howitzer hit the ground and exploded directly.

Black powder fragments are then sprayed in all directions, and those that are hit by the fragments are considered eliminated, as powerful as bullets.

Some squads persevered, and seeing that there were only two people in the forty squads, and they had advanced and powerful weapons, they had to take him down.

However, some classes retreated and even began to attack the team members who were chasing Class 40 on the hillside to score points.

Beacon Village was in turmoil, and the fires were scattered like stars, densely packed everywhere.

It was not a quiet night, and it was destined since the appearance of the supply arsenal.

Nearly one-third of the mobile referees have come here, because it is simply not enough to rely on the more than fifty fixed-point referees in Beacon Village.

"Chase!! ……”

"Captain! … The two people in the 40th class are gone! ”

The signal soldiers widened their eyes, looked left and right, and never saw Wang Feng and Liu Yong on the two roads ahead.

The captain remembered the powerful Gatling and howitzer, his eyes were red, and he shouted:

"How is that possible?! Give me chase! Be sure to single them out! Grab their weapons! Damn it! With that weapon, Lao Tzu can enter the top ten!! ”

"Yes!! ……”

There is more than one squad looking for Wang Feng and Liu Yong, and they are estimated to fight after they can't find them in front.

The crowd disappeared deeper into the forest, and the three-way intersection was once again quiet.

Only the cooing of owls and the cries of some small sandflies and black worms.

When I heard it carefully, there was still the sound of someone wheezing.

On the small grass next to the three-way intersection, there are several grasses up and down, constantly undulating.

When I looked closely, I realized that there were two people here.

Because it was dark, there was originally a human-sized hole here, but when you lay down, it completely blended into the grass.

Wang Feng felt that he was about to die of exhaustion.

"Brother Feng, are you better? Oh...... Then let's lie down a little longer......"

Liu Yong raised his head and looked at Wang Feng still lying on the ground, still panting, it seemed that he had not recovered yet.

Liu Yong thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that Wang Feng was very powerful.

Carrying a tactical backpack weighing nearly seventy pounds and running a kilometer, few conscripts can do it.

Because of panting, a few grasses on Wang Feng's back went up and down, and Liu Yong felt that it was so easy to be exposed, so he pulled out those grasses.

After pulling it out, I felt that the concealment had deteriorated, so I pulled a few sticks on the ground at random and inserted them on his back.

“……”

Wang Feng asked:

"What are you doing?"

"Nope."

"Let's go, I'm almost recovered, if you are greedy in the future and bring so many things, I will give you up directly!"

Liu Yong nodded:

"No, except this time, I just need to bring the box if I knew it."

"Two boxes won't work! One box is enough! The proper use of grenades is equivalent to 32 grenades that can be placed at will within two kilometers. ”

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he stood up after making sure that there was no one nearby.

Pick up the tactical backpack that was thrown into the pit, and the body and backpack are full of mud.

The competition will continue to be dirty for the next few days, and you have to overcome this harsh environment as a soldier.

Otherwise, when defending the motherland, when fighting abroad, how can we accept the battlefield full of gunsmoke? How do you face those tough enemies?

A strong army is a strong country! When the country is strong, the people are safe!

Military prestige is national prestige! National prestige is people's livelihood!