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The vast four fields were plated with a layer of silver, and the past was hazy and hazy like a secret realm of the fairy family. If the beautiful scenery is allowed, it should be a night tour of the jade candle, or a glass with the same friends, or sitting alone under the moon and chanting the famous article, so as to live up to this good time.

Qin Lang also felt that time could not be wasted, so he lay on the marching bed early in the morning, and now he was dreaming well. And the soldiers curled up in the foxholes chatting, and they were not chickens, and they went to bed at nine o'clock. Only those on duty watched vigilantly at the periphery of the position. They also had something in their hands, hand-cranked electric lighters!

There was an eerie green glow in the bushes, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't see it at all. This is the devil's optical communicator, which comes in red and green, and now they are communicating messages to each other.

"Huh!"

It seemed as if the wind was blowing through the trees, and the branches were slowly shaking.

"Click!"

A general-purpose machine gun suddenly rang out, and the silence of the night sky was broken in an instant.

"Bang!"

A flare was immediately lifted into the air, and by a brief moment of light, I found that the field in front of me was actually a patch of earthy yellow, if it wasn't for the red mark on the neckline, I thought it was dry land.

"His Majesty the Emperor is onboard!"

Seeing that their whereabouts were discovered, the devils immediately launched a full-scale attack. It was so dense that even a veteran like Batu felt his scalp tingle.

"Boom!"

The "broadsword" in front of the position ruthlessly rained bullets, and the dense charging formation, as if it had been gnawed by a wild beast, revealed one tooth mark after another.

"Bang!"

Flares rose into the air one after another, and soon even mortars were in the fight. Their sparks make the night sky brighter.

"Click!"

The entire barrel of the machine gun soon turned red, and it was so conspicuous in the night that even the bullets that provoked the devils came one after another.

"Ready!"

Batu yelled loudly.

The co-shooter was already lying on the ground, pulling out the barrel as fast as he could, and soon the place was once again plunged into darkness.

"Whew!"

Batu wiped a cold sweat, if the squad leader was there, this would definitely not happen.

"One negligence will bring about the destruction of the whole group!"

Remembering the squad leader's favorite words, Batu shouted:

"Withdraw!"

He picked up his machine gun and ran to another preset position, only to find that someone seemed to be moving slowly in front of the barbed wire.

"Bang!"

After a slight gesture, a grenade gunner next to him raised his gun to be a flare.

"Click!"

The sound of machine guns also rang out, and there were already a lot of devils in ambush here. It should have taken advantage of the front to attract most of the firepower, and then sneak up from this place. Suddenly, these devils were wiped out, and they were knocked down by a shuttle bullet just after they stood up. But the rest piled the bodies in one place, and soon the walls were higher than the barbed wire.

The devil howled and came over.

"Onboard!"

They also fired flares, and the earth repeated the change from noon to night, but in such an environment, the silhouette of a person was better recognized.

"Click!"

The bullet tore open the flesh and then destroyed the soul inside, leaving the body to fall limply to the ground. But no one will be merciful, and the accomplices use the corpses as cover, and the enemy's bullets will continue to penetrate until they eliminate those hiding behind them, and then go to find the next target. In the end, all that was left of the body was a shove of rotten flesh mixed with dirt.

"Click!"

Batu finished another chain, and looking at the dark red barrel, he shouted:

"Ready!"

The standby machine gun team next to him immediately picked up, suppressing those devils to continue to stop outside the barbed wire.

"Whew!"

Grenades rained down from the sky, smashing countless shallow craters into the ground, and then the explosion brought up fine dust. But now no one remembers the rules of the field, and they only know that if they do not destroy the charging enemy, they will be destroyed.

"Click!"

The firing suddenly stopped, and the comrades in the machine gun group next door shouted:

"Ready! We've got one bullet chain left! ”

"Click!"

Batu pulled the trigger again and knocked the outcropping devil back, but just then the ammunition man shouted:

"Squad leader, only the last bullet chain is left."

Batu, who was busy reloading, shouted:

"Go get it back!"

"Click!"

There is no need for much aiming at all, a short point shot is a human life, and a long point shot is three or four people falling to the ground. At most, the wounded man climbed a few steps forward and did not move.

"Ready!"

"No more bullets!"

The secondary shooter yelled loudly.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Batu picked up his machine gun and ran backwards, while the secondary shooter next to him carried the gun mount. Who knew that he had only run a few steps before he fell to the ground screaming. Batu quickly glanced at it, only to find that half of his head was gone.

"Withdraw, hurry up!"

There are too many enemies, but I don't have any bullets. With a pistol at your waist, don't even think about repelling the enemy.

"Squad leader, bullets!"

Just then, the ammunition man rushed over. He carried three boxes of bullets on his back, and the weight was so heavy that he could even speak.

"Click!"

The pistol in his hand has long been practiced to be loaded and unloaded with his eyes closed, let alone such a trivial matter as changing bullets. Batu grabbed the handguard of the machine gun, picked it up, and yelled:

"Kill back, kill!"

The devils who had just gained a foothold were about to breathe a sigh of relief, but who knew that the people who had repelled just now had come back, and they hurriedly raised their guns and shot.

"Bang!"

The few men in front of Batu immediately fell to the ground, but these few seconds of resistance had already brought him much closer to the enemy.

"Click!"

The bullet chain shortened sharply, and the devils who rushed up also fell back one after another.

"Ammo!"

No one responded, so Batu shook the machine gun in his hand and pulled out the M1911 that was inserted in his waist.

"Bang!"

The devil who rushed to the front immediately appeared with a hole in his face, and he fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

"Bang!"

The devil who followed behind him pierced his throat and soon let out a lamenting sound.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

By the time the last bullet was fired, there were already five devils on the ground. However, one of them was hit on the right chest, and the climber, who was still struggling, seemed to want to escape for his life.

Batu switched to a magazine and walked over and stomped on his back.

"Bang!"

That head exploded.

Batu looked around, and saw the ammunition man crouched on the ground, and pushed him, only to find that his eyes were veiled. Before he had time to get upset, Batu pulled out the machine gun shells from the ammunition man.

"Good brother, you chat with the squad leader first, and make a dream when you don't have enough cigarettes and alcohol."

As he spoke, tears flowed down his eyes, but his hands and feet were not slow at all.

"Onboard!"

The devils are charging again, but they are still greeted by the roar of machine guns!

"Click!" (To be continued.) )