Fighting alone is definitely the most burning and violent, and these guys are all professional soldiers suffering from incurable war sequelae.

Let them fight in tactical squads, and they can also control it, but it is only limited to Xiao Zhan's control.

When they start fighting alone, they become completely out of trouble.

Under the operational concept of the Führer's troops, none of these beasts adopted a roundabout way, and all of them used absolute violence to crush them.

There were ambushes in the grass, and there were many ambushes, and the Black Death Legion had transferred here a total of four thousand people.

It's not all in one place, but the plains here are so big and dense, but they don't work.

"Dada......"

Dense gunfire rang out, forming a dense network of fire in front of Little C.

was intercepted, and Xiao C's speed did not decrease, and while making various tactical evasion moves in the grass, he took out a smoke bomb and threw it forward.

"Bang!"

The smoke grenade exploded, and black smoke suddenly rose, forming a barrier under the action of the wind, blocking the view of the Black Death Army in front of them.

Little C lay on the ground one by one, crawling forward quickly with a low posture and prostrate tactics, clearly feeling the warhead flying overhead.

His face was absolutely indifferent, like an emotionless rock, tilting his head to stare at the warheads flying from above in front of the barrier of smoke bombs.

He can't see such a fast warhead with the naked eye, but his retina can catch the heat waves caused by the warhead rubbing against the air, and his ears can hear the sound of the warhead flying by.

Through these, he can judge the trajectory, and judging the trajectory will give him the most accurate direction of the attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Three shots in a row, when the line of sight was obstructed, Xiao C directly killed three people, making the opponent's firepower network stagnate.

Then, his whole body rolled forward into the smoke, and the moment he came out, his feet and left hand were exerted at the same time, and he leaped out like a goshawk pounced on it.

"Da Da Da ......"

The rifle in his hand fired a flurry of fire, clearing the obstacle in front of him.

After completing the clearance, Little C did not make any stops, and continued to rush forward like lightning.

This is the kind of battle that takes place throughout the basin plain, with individual soldiers dealing with the encirclement and tearing the encirclement apart with individual soldiers.

The Black Dead had done their best, but they found themselves unable to stop the beasts of war.

The grass is the best hiding place for them, but the grass is the best tactical place for the Führer's troops.

Any prescription position around them can help them hide in an instant, from here to there, from there, as if they are in their own back garden.

Terrain, terrain is too important.

If it is the terrain of urban street fighting, the Führer's troops will definitely not be so easy, but the terrain here is grass, trees, and it is an area that can be hidden for people at any time and place.

"Come on, I'm here!"

"Hahahaha...... Kill, kill a pain! Hahahaha......"

“……”

Twenty-four people, twenty-four directions, forming twenty-four directions from the outside to the inside of the individual combat.

Crushed all the way, trampled all the way, and the encirclement of the Black Death Army was torn apart, like a drunken horse.

There is only one destination, which is the intermediate area.

At this moment, the earl, who was sitting in the rat hole, saw with his own eyes the scene presented on the surveillance, and all the goosebumps on his body exploded.

So many people can't stop the separated Führer troops?

He was stunned, his own Black Death Legion was like paper paste in front of the Führer's troops, and it was impossible to stop it.

The shooting was very fierce, but it was only fierce for a while, and it would immediately be muted, and then it would be wantonly killed by these people.

Goosebumps exploded, cold sweat ran down the count's forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the screen, desperate for a bullet to hit the beasts of war, even if it was just one.

But when he looked at it, he despaired, because it was impossible to do it.

Although the Führer's troops were separated to form individual combat, their combat effectiveness did not diminish in the slightest, but on the contrary, they gave people a more explosive feeling.

Everyone is a chariot, everyone has the most ferocious claws, and everyone seems to be immortal.

The Black Death Army has a lot of bullets thrown out, but the chance of hitting the target is zero!

That's right, it's zero!

"Are they human?!" The Count couldn't help himself.

He was covered in cold sweat, and his heart was so frightened that he had to use his voice to suppress his heart, which was about to pop out of his throat.

"These are all kings of individual soldiers, these people ...... We have to stop them, we are outnumbered, they won't last long! ”

"Let everyone press on it at once, I don't believe that 4,000 people can't beat 24 people?" The Earl shouted, "Even if I press the number of people up, I will have to kill them all!" ”

On the Earl's orders, people from all sides poured towards the battle point, but when they arrived, they were divided into 24 pieces.

The reason is simple, the 24 people of the Führer's army were divided into 24 directions and crushed from the outside in.

They almost formed a ring shape, and now the Black Death Legion is all up, and the target is 24, so it is also divided into 24 pieces.

24 people against 4,000 people, the numbers are intimidating because they are too asymmetrical.

But if I divide it and it becomes one person to 166 people...... It's not as good as 166 people, because the Black Death Legion has already suffered a lot of attrition.

That is, when divided into 24 pieces, that is, 1 person to more than 100 people.

Is that more? Perhaps in the eyes of normal people, this confrontation of a hundredfold enemy is still overwhelming, but the problem is that these people in the Führer's army are all hundred-man enemies!

Everyone suffers from incurable war sequelae that make it impossible for them to integrate into normal society and live a normal life.

This is a big pity, but on the battlefield it is different, they have long since become machines that exist specifically for war.

There is nothing in the eyes, there is only the destruction of living forces on the battlefield.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

"Bang bang! ……”

"Da Da Da ......"

“……”

The dense gunfire persisted, and the two sides were plunged into a fierce battle through and through, and the Führer's troops were completely ablaze, and the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke became more tyrannical.

And with this stimulation, they adapt only to the sharpness, calmness, brutality, bloodthirstiness of the battlefield...... And so on, the battlefield character is infinitely magnified.

Facing such a war machine that has entered a state of war is an eternal nightmare for any armed force and any force.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! ——”

Xiao Zhan pulled the trigger in the charge, took the lead, and was the first to rush to the meeting point.

The legion of the black dead besieging him was torn apart and plunged into chaos.

"I'm coming!" Little A rushed over the second one.

"I'm here too!" Du Meng rushed in blood.

Little C also rushed in, charging one after another.

There were no less than 24 people, and all of them rushed over within the specified time to complete the predetermined tactical convergence.

In the rat hole.

The Count was unsteady and sat on the ground.

"Concentrate your forces and strangle! Strangulation!! Concentrate forces, concentrate forces!! ——”

He was frightened, he had never seen this kind of army, and their army of the black dead was not bad, but it was simply rushed and scattered, and it was crushed.

I don't know how much he lost, and the Count didn't have time to think about how much he lost, he only knew that he had to kill the Führer.

Under the order, the Black Death Legion began to converge in a twisted torrent.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to say, "Which fool commanded?" Does he understand tactics? Insult my wisdom, right? ”

The Earl didn't know tactics at all, and if he did, with the 4,000 Black Death Legion, he would force Xiao Zhan and them to death in terms of numbers.

But the problem is that he doesn't understand tactics, thinking that a large number of people can lead to an overwhelming victory.

It is clear that in the face of such troops, it is really not the number of people who can decide.

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(End of chapter)