The M406 high-explosive grenade, with a caliber of 40 millimeters, contains 32 grams of explosives, has a killing range of 5 meters, and can produce more than 300 fragments after exploding, and the fragments fly at a speed of more than 1,500 meters per second, but the ammunition flies at a speed of less than 100 meters per second -- to put it bluntly, it flies relatively slowly, and it is visible to the naked eye.

The Heavy at Machine Gun Position 3 saw a grenade that seemed slow, and could even be described as flickering. But as a trained Mexican anti-narcotics policeman, he knew very well that this 'slowness' was an illusion, and he subconsciously lowered his head when he looked at the grenade coming at him.

The M2HB, which was facing Zhou Qingfeng, stopped shooting, and he keenly noticed this, and immediately rushed out of the house that was already shattered and was about to collapse.

Twice the physique of ordinary people, and strengthened by thirty percent, Zhou Qingfeng's running speed is an afterimage. But he was a full 300 meters away from the No. 3 machine gun position, and no matter how fast he ran, it would take twenty or thirty seconds.

"He's crazy!" The old 'seal' held up the binoculars and saw Zhou Qingfeng's fearless charge, "The machine gun may refire at any time, and the machine guns in the other two directions will also aim at him." ”

In fact, just as Zhou Qingfeng ran out, the 'dog meat' happened to rush into the No. 2 machine gun position. Six people were killed by Zhou Qingfeng in the position, but there were still seven or eight left. These people knew that they must not let the elite of the Brotherhood on the beach rush out, all they had to do was suppress, suppress, suppress, and wait until the patrol boats at sea approached, and naturally they could send them with bullets to God.

"Pile up sandbags, move the corpses away, and let the machine guns roar again."

"Ask Captain Guzmán for support and continue the shelling."

"Take action, or we're the ones who will die."

A small leader was reorganizing his shooting, and he was also frightened by Zhou Qingfeng's accurate marksmanship just now. But he believed that as long as he let the heavy machine guns in his position fire again, the reckless guy on the opposite side would definitely die.

But when the spare machine-gun team removed the body and straightened the M2HB, everyone found a dog's head with baring fangs.

The little boss didn't think much of it, and shouted 'Kill it', but before his men could do anything, the 'dog meat' had already pounced on his chest.

The little boss only thinks that he has touched the mad dog, stretches out his hand to stop it, leans back, and at the same time aims at the 'dog meat' with his other hand and shoots. But the 'dog meat' clicked and bit a big hole in the chest.

The No. 2 machine gun position suddenly resounded with all kinds of frightened shouts and chaotic gunfire, no one bothered with the machine guns anymore, everyone was startled by the tragic situation in front of them, and hurriedly gathered a group to drive away this terrible vicious dog. And the little boss looked at the big hole in his chest, and he couldn't believe that he was going to die.

'Dogmeat' ran around the house with agility, dodging guns and waiting for an opportunity to attack, and it was only a matter of time before he killed all the soldiers in the entire position. This is the consequence of being approached by 'dog meat', and ordinary people simply cannot compete with its agility and speed.

Machine gun position No. 2 is finished, but there are still No. 1 and No. 3. Zhou Qingfeng was running towards the No. 3 position, and the machine gun in the No. 1 position was chasing him, although Zhou Qingfeng was running fast, but it was definitely not as fast as the bullet.

The old 'seal' saw this behind him and immediately shouted over the radio: "Attack the machine gun on the left and buy that Chinese kid time." ”

But the American GIs who were suppressed in front replied: "Sir, we are still suppressed, there are three machine guns on the left position, we have launched two attacks, but six people have died." ”

The old 'seal' was furious, and ordered again: "Then six more people will die, and we must buy time for the Chinese boys, otherwise we will all die." ”

"We can't do it."

"We were shelled."

"We are pinned down by machine guns."

"We need support."

Listening to this kind of on the radio, the old 'seal' was really angry, he looked up at Zhou Qingfeng again, but found that this brave Chinese boy was not dead, but became more and more fierce.

Machine gun position No. 3, the M406 grenade accurately fell into it.

The Heavy felt a bang behind him, followed by violent vibrations and air waves. When he turned around, a pile of ammunition men and sub-shooters fell behind him, dead and crippled, and wailing.

Looking at Zhou Qingfeng again, the situation is even more terrifying. The daunting guy rushed over from three hundred meters away, his speed was definitely beyond ordinary people, he had already run across the open sand, stepped on the solid concrete floor of the beach park, his speed was even faster, so fast that he couldn't see the figure clearly.

The M406 blew up a full five people, and Zhou Qingfeng's combat effectiveness increased to one hundred and fifty-five percent. His agility and speed are beyond imagination.

"Idiot, you're not going to make it." The Heavy who was not dead felt the threat of death. He aimed at Zhou Qingfeng again, and now there were still nearly two hundred meters between the two, enough for M2HB to create a dense barrage and sweep anyone who dared to launch an impact.

Bullets squirted out of the heavy barrels, hot projectiles whizzed, and the ground or buildings they hit cracked, and every point of impact splattered a large amount of dust.

And at this dusty nearly two hundred meters, Zhou Qingfeng began to shake from side to side with agility, his keen gaze passed through the death distance in between, and he stared closely at the direction of the opponent's gun. He is always able to run close to the ground with extremely agile movements, while also maintaining a high speed of assault.

In the eyes of the machine gunner, Zhou Qingfeng is like performing acrobatics on the ice rink, he always uses various unbelievable movements to avoid the projectiles he shoots, and he also moves smoothly without getting tired at all. It made all his efforts ridiculously futile.

"Bastard, asshole, asshole!"

The machine gunner chased flies around like a child holding ******, while Zhou Qingfeng, who was running, pushed open the barrel of the grenade launcher, causing the shell of the previous M406 to fall, and stuffing another grenade into the barrel.

Running and running, Zhou Qingfeng threw himself on the ground. The distance had been reduced to a hundred meters, he couldn't get any closer, he could still avoid the bullets left and right at a long distance, and when he was close, he could only lie down and shoot another M406 at the opposite machine gun position.

One grenade fell into the position, killing and injuring several people, followed by another shot, then another shot, and finally another shot.

After four or five rounds of M406, the entire machine-gun position was blown to pieces. In the incessant explosion, the machine gunner naturally couldn't shoot, and he couldn't even lift his head under the pressure of the rampant air waves. None of the grenades killed him, and when he finally raised his body and looked back, he was the only one alive in the machine-gun position of a dozen people.

And Zhou Qingfeng is getting more and more energetic, and the more he bombards, the stronger his combat effectiveness becomes, as if the commentary keeps coming from his ears.

First blood

Double kill

Three kills

Four kills

Five kills

Killing

Rampage

No one can stop you

Dominate the battlefield

Draw near to God

In the end, the 'murderous awe-inspiring' attribute has been increased to the limit of 100%, and Zhou Qingfeng is already a super god! (To be continued.) )