In the last 100 meters, Zhou Qingfeng really rushed in like a gust of wind. He was originally twice as strong as ordinary people's physical fitness, and once again 100% strengthened, it was equivalent to multiplying by two. The M2HB heavy machine gun with a tripod with a magazine of more than 60 kilograms was picked up by him with one hand.

But when the two machine gun positions were handled by Zhou Qingfeng alone, in the end, there were three heavy machine guns in the main position set up by Guzmán who were bombarding the Yankees on the beach. Two mortar squads were also throwing shells at their heads endlessly.

When these guys went to the beach, they were coaxed one by one, but now they were suppressed by human fire, and after a dozen people died, the radio was full of their cries for help. The old 'seals' in charge of the command will be by them.

"Sir, we need support."

The old 'seal' heart said: I will support you with a ghost!

"Sir, think of a way, we must take it down."

The old 'seal' heart said, "Can't you muster up a ten-thousandth of courage?"

"Sir, maybe we really should surrender."

The old 'seal' said in his heart: The Chinese boy has managed two machine gun positions by himself, and you 50-odd people can't handle even one. What do you do in life, go and die!

And it was not only the retired American soldiers of the Brotherhood who were also furious, but also on the greens of the golf course, Guzmán and Richard both felt Zhou Qingfeng's fierce combat style in the binoculars. Both exclaimed at the same time: "Victor. Hugo. ”

"Why is this kid here?"

"Crossfire can't kill him."

"This guy knocked out two of our machine-gun positions."

"It's over, the flanks of the main position are exposed, and it will definitely be attacked."

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Guzmán kicked Harley, who was feeding him a bird in front of him, and shouted to the people in the main position with the radio: "Watch your left flank, someone is coming." ”

Richard asked worriedly, "Shouldn't we retreat?" If we continue to fight, we will probably not be able to leave. ”

Guzmán wanted to shout, 'I have hundreds of men under me, can't I even handle one of them?'" But in fact, they have lost too many times in the hands of Zhou Qingfeng in the past, and they really don't have the confidence to fight against it.

"Mr. Resno has given the order that we must hold on to this place, and that follow-up support will come back soon." Guzmán cheered himself up.

In response to the landing of the Brotherhood of Steel, the Skull and Bones Society specially formed a mobile force, about a thousand people, equipped with a large number of motor vehicles, and very fast.

"Where is the support now?" Richard hesitated, "I'm from the Intelligence Service, I'll take some people to pick up the support troops." ”

After saying that, Richard led a dozen of his men to drive away, leaving Guzmán alone. Even with Guzmán's ferocious mania, he was stunned by Richard's sudden departure.

At this moment, the Skeleton Society patrol boat, which was responsible for attacking from the direction of the sea, was already in position, and they saw dozens of American troops huddled on the beach. These unobstructed targets are simply the best targets.

The Yankees on the beach also knew that they were in trouble, and while being suppressed by mortar and heavy machine guns, they also set up 'Javelin' missiles to drive away the patrol boats, and the exchange of fire between the two sides immediately became white-hot, and there were casualties on each other.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng relied on his strengthened brute strength, carrying a heavy machine gun alone, converging with 'dog meat', and quickly touched the last machine gun position. He had already entered the complex behind the beach, and villa after villa gave him a lot of cover.

On the flank of the position at a distance of two hundred meters, Zhou Qingfeng put down the M2HB and set up a tripod. After receiving Guzmán's warning in the main machine gun position, an M240B general-purpose machine gun aimed at the position of the left flank, and when he saw someone coming up, he immediately hit him with a tom.

This forced Zhou Qingfeng away, and the ferocious firepower even made a big hole in the house where he was used as a bunker. He could only retreat in the middle of running, until he was more than 600 meters away, a distance that would be difficult to see without a scope.

The shooter who was operating the M240B became short of breath and nervous, because he saw in the scope that someone could run around the battlefield with a heavy machine gun in one hand - it was incredible, considering that a normal heavy machine gun would require five or six people!

"Sir, sir, there's a weirdo on my side, and I need support." The shooter of the M240B shouted.

The commander of the machine-gun emplacement, who was busy staring at the Brotherhood American troops on the beach, only asked: "How many enemies are there on your side?" ”

"Just ......, just ......, just one." said the shooter of the M240B.

"What is there to fear from a man? Shoot him! "The machine gun commander didn't care about this. But at this moment of not caring about it, Zhou Qingfeng's M2HB finally began to roar, "Dare to hit me, now it's time for me to beat you." ”

The distance of 600 meters was not a problem for the ammunition of the point 50 at all, and when the machine gun "tom-tom" fired, a pleasant scene appeared.

Large-caliber bullets erupted from the muzzle, and the hot projectiles connected to a fiery red chain of light, fiercely swooping down on the enemy's machine-gun position. The positions were improvised from sandbags, building bricks, and even abandoned vehicles. When the chains of light landed on the haphazardly piled bunkers, they first tore up the sandbags filled with dirt.

Sand and pieces of cloth flew everywhere, and the blasted dust obscured the eyes, and the seemingly sturdy bunker fell apart in an instant under the impact of the powerful projectiles. The makeshift patchwork of building materials and discarded vehicles did not help, and were punched out of the holes.

High-powered bullets pierced through the bunker and drilled directly into the interior of the position, and the seemingly sturdy fortifications were completely vulnerable to heavy machine guns. After a rain of bullets, the position was like a discarded tatte, inside and out.

At this time, the fraternity on the beach and the American troops had gone crazy, and they used individual missiles to kill two patrol boats, but their own side killed and wounded seven or eight people. With nearly half of the casualties in the world, many people began to lose their minds.

When Zhou Qingfeng took the 'dog meat' to join the gang, these nervous guys thought that there was another enemy. A soldier suddenly appeared from behind the bunker and shot at him shouting the slogan 'For America,' but Zhou Qingfeng, who was only four times stronger, rushed six or seven meters in one step and kicked the daredevil.

And behind this daredevil, there were more than a dozen nervous Brotherhood soldiers, who turned their guns one after another as soon as they saw Zhou Qingfeng appear. The same gang shouted 'kill him', 'shoot' and 'avenge the warriors'.

It's just that the sound of heavy machine gun gunfire rang out first, and you must know that the sound of large-caliber ammunition is deafening, and it immediately suppresses the slogans of these soldiers and makes them come back to their senses.

"I helped you take out three machine-gun positions and saved your lives, so you repay me like this?" Zhou Qingfeng pointed at the stupid soldiers with the M2HB, and said playfully: "The American soldiers are not very good, shouldn't you come to kiss my ass?" (To be continued.) )