(Thank you for the monthly pass from the dragon, as well as the execution of the death penalty, walking alone, there is a pit ahead, please be cautious, and show the reward of the dream.) Don't say I don't give a 5000 word big chapter)

The four Type 92 heavy machine guns on the side also began to fire wildly, and due to the huge size of the target, the machine gunner in charge of firing did not even need to aim at all, but only needed to pull the trigger fiercely at the target. The standard chain of 250 rounds quickly spat out a deadly stream of bullets as the machine guns engulfed, and the simultaneous firing of the four heavy machine guns was particularly spectacular at this time. However, the effect of this small-caliber heavy machine gun is no different from that of the Thompson submachine gun in the hands of the soldiers, and it is also just a blur of flesh and blood on the tyrant's body. Although it looks bluffing, it doesn't have much effect, and this injury is just like an ordinary person accidentally cutting his finger for a tyrant, which makes people feel powerless.

And the only ones that could fatally inflict mortal wounds on the tyrant were perhaps the two Maxim heavy machine guns, which were ready to fire at any time.

The bullet of the heavy machine gun bullet was cut with a sharp knife by the soldier, so that the metal shell of the bullet did not completely enclose the bullet, revealing the lead core. And these bullets, engraved with cross cuts, have a notorious name, dummy bullets.

This is a bullet that has long been banned for use, in which the tip of the warhead is removed by the armor, revealing the lead core. When Dam catapults into the human body, the lead core gushes out of the armor due to inertia, is flattened into a mushroom shape, and the armor expands or ruptures, quickly releasing energy and expanding the wound exit, so that the warhead has an injury effect similar to that of an explosive warhead. Specifically, the warhead is seriously deformed and even ruptured, resulting in a trumpet-shaped or gourd-shaped cavity in human tissue, the wound area is hundreds of times the cross-sectional area of the projectile, and the instantaneous cavity with a caliber of more than ten times or even larger when it is hit, which exerts tremendous pressure on the human body's blood circulation system.

At this time, the dummy bullet made by Tufa had quickly swayed with the trigger that was not moving, and the deadly bullet easily penetrated the thick skin of the tyrant and stirred up clouds and rain in its body.

In the deafening sound of gunfire, pieces of flesh and blood were flying into the tyrant's body with bullets representing the killing power of human beings. The tyrant's tough skin, which could have directly blocked direct fire from small-caliber guns, was now in tatters, and at first glance there were not even a few well-preserved areas, only potholes and bullet holes. The sticky black blood that dripped down with gravity had now soaked the entire tunnel entrance.

The friction and embers of gunpowder from the bullets passing through the air brought up patches of golden dazzling branches, which poured directly on the tyrant's body almost densely like a storm. And the tyrant is almost impossible to dodge because of his large size.

The bullet sent the tyrant to the ground of flesh and blood, and even some of the bones on the joints were exposed, and at the same time, small holes popped out because of the continuous impact of the sturdy bullet.

The strength of the tyrant was undoubted, but in this dense metal storm like a violent storm, he could only retreat slowly, roaring in a low voice to vent the pain and anger in his heart, but he also had to temporarily avoid the extremely fierce metal storm.

At this moment, the soldiers only knew how to pull the trigger fiercely, and strafed the tyrant in front of him who almost blocked the entrance to the narrow tunnel, so that the fierce and violent metal storm formed a torrential rain, beating the tyrant's body into a bloody blur, and even successfully forced the tyrant into the tunnel.

I have to say that these people are really lucky to the extreme. The dummmy bullets used by the soldier by mistake completely restrained the tyrant's terrifying ability to recover. The damage done by the dum bullet in the tyrant's body is much higher than the damage done by the shot to the tyrant.

The T-virus can quickly heal the tyrant's injuries, but since the bullets are still in the tyrant's body, the efficiency of wound recovery becomes extremely low.

……

In the laboratory, Long Jianqiang and Zeng Jian watched everything that happened through the monitor.

"I was forced back! This is a tyrant! ”

Zeng Jian said as he looked at everything that had happened. As a Resident Evil fan, he certainly knows what kind of terrifying power the tyrant represents.

And this World War II-level army actually relied on positions and coordinated operations to force the tyrant back! This frightened Zeng Jian even more.

The terrifying metal storm no longer reminded Zeng Jian, who was originally complacent, that he was still just cannon fodder on the real battlefield.

Long Jianqiang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his gaze to the blonde man, and said, "Of course it won't end like this, right?" ”

The blonde man didn't answer Long Jianqiang's question directly, but put his gaze back on the monitor again.

Outside the tunnel, although the terrifying monster was forced back into the tunnel, there was no relaxed expression on everyone's faces. Even if the officer didn't give any orders, the surrounding soldiers had already begun to quickly replace the magazines that had long been emptied.

There was a kind of fear and palpitation on their beams. After all, the tyrant's terrifying physique alone is enough to produce a sense of oppression on people, not to mention, a volley just now failed to beat this monster into a sieve, but only reluctantly forced it back.

Looking at the nervous appearance of those soldiers, the blonde man finally spoke slowly: "How could a tyrant be repelled so easily!" Small-caliber fire will never be fatal to it, and the firepower of those 2 heavy machine guns alone is not enough to suppress the tyrant! ”

It is important to know that tyrants do not represent ordinary creatures, and Ambrera has defined tyrants as biological weapons for military purposes from the very beginning of its research. If this biological weapon can be severely damaged by small-caliber fire, then there is no need for Ambrera to continue to research the biological weapon of the Tyrant. After all, no brain-dead government would choose to buy such a useless biological weapon.

As the blonde man said this, the dense metal storm continued, and the deafening gunfire caused even a few soldiers closest to the tunnel entrance to briefly become deaf.

"It's all fucking hard for Lao Tzu! This thing is dead! ”

The officer yelled loudly at the soldiers, holding the military binoculars, he clearly saw that the huge monster retreated in the fire of the soldiers, their attack had left a lot of bloody wounds on the monster's body, and the monster's roars from time to time showed the fatality of this metal storm.

The officer believed that as long as he could continue to maintain such a strong firepower, the monster in front of him would definitely be killed.

The soldiers who heard the officer's order all had solemn faces at the moment. Everyone's back molars were clenched tightly, either out of fear or excitement, and none of them even said a word.

The soldiers just gasped for breath, mechanically quickly pulled out magazines or chains from the side to replace ammunition, and then picked up the reloaded guns and fired wildly into the tunnel.

An empty bullet casing was thrown on the ground, and the bullet casings had even accumulated layer upon layer at the feet of the heavy machine gun soldier, as if a yellow and clear floor had been formed under the soldier's feet, full of a different kind of beauty.

But suddenly, the figure of the tyrant, who had been slowly retreating, suddenly stopped. The lowered head let out a roar of rage and resentment.

Zeng Jian, who had been paying attention to the tyrant from the monitor, suddenly found that the bullet that could have caused a little obstacle to the tyrant had been shot on the tyrant's tough skin at this moment!

And this is another peculiarity of tyrants, who can adjust the direction of their evolution according to the damage they receive. For example, in the face of bullet attacks, with the help of the T virus, in addition to the recovery of wounds, the originally tough epidermis has grown a thick layer of bone armor, which increases the defense at the same time, but also increases the force surface to the greatest extent, which greatly relieves the pressure on the tyrant.

After a roar, the tyrant moved! Completely ignoring the dense metal storm, it took a ferocious stride as before, and launched a frontal charge towards the bunker that the soldiers had built, and slammed into it.

The soldiers who were stuck in the bunker obviously noticed that the situation was wrong, and the soldiers of the two squads even pulled the trigger and fired frantically at the tyrant, hoping to interrupt the charge of the terrifying monster in front of them. However, the metal storm that had been somewhat effective before could no longer stop the tyrant's furious charge at this time!

The tyrant's massive lower limbs frantically forward, almost in the blink of an eye, the tyrant had already rushed to the edge of the cover, its sharp claws less than a meter away from the soldiers.

The great fear caused the Heavy to frantically set up his Maxim heavy machine gun and shoot at the tyrant. The penetration of dummy bullets at close range seems to become more significant. The thumb-thick bullet pierced through the tyrant's bony armor, but it also stopped under the tyrant's tough skin.

"Roar!"

A high-pitched roar interrupted the muffled firing of heavy machine guns. Although the tyrant's huge body is a significant target, at the same time, the huge body also brings it a different kind of explosive power. The speed of that terrifying explosiveness was enough to bring the tyrant in front of the heavy machine gun position.

The tyrant's weight of thousands of pounds and huge body brought strong inertia in the sprint, and several machine gunners on the two Maxim heavy machine guns and four Type 92 heavy machine guns were as if they were directly hit by a giant truck that accelerated to 120 yards, and a few soldiers behind them flew out and fell to the ground, spitting blood, and there was no movement after a while.

But that didn't mean it was all over, the tyrant had already spread its thick arms, and the sharp claws of its right hand were swinging at the soldiers in front of him.

The bloody killing feast has begun again! The same flesh and blood flew everywhere, but more of it was warm blood and torn stumps, and internal organs that were still wriggling. Tyrants seem to be more efficient at killing than lickers.

Soon the position at the entrance to the tunnel became a living hell. Many of the soldiers who didn't have time to dodge were either torn in half by their sharp claws or smashed into meatloaf by hammer-like iron fists. At this moment, there was no trace of a living person on the battlefield, except for the foul-smelling blood and fragments of internal organs, only this terrifying monster was still active.

And the private soldiers who were lucky enough to escape from the position no longer cared about this. Having lost their position, they are like fish on a chopping block at the moment, without the slightest chance to resist. Even a few daring soldiers still fired at the monster with their Thompson submachine guns, and with each flick of the tyrant's terrifying claws, they turned into several corpses and turned into plasma on the ground.

"Retreat, give the fuck to Lao Tzu to escape, if you can run, count one!"

The officer's shouts had become extremely hoarse at this time, and a sense of panic and despair filled his heart.

He held the Thompson submachine gun in his hand and watched as the terrifying monster pursued the scattered soldiers.

Like rats teased by cats, the soldier's succession of terrifying monsters easily cut into several pieces, and then trampled by the tyrant's lower limbs and turned into pulp.

The famous Murphy's Law tells us that when things are likely to go badly, then things are bound to go in that trough direction.

If the soldiers on the scene were literate and could know this law, they would definitely be in awe. Because everything on the battlefield has turned from a bad situation to a bloody massacre.

The ugliness of human nature is exposed at this moment, and some people throw down the weapons in their hands and run desperately, not asking how fast they can run, just hoping that they are enough before others.

Of course, there are also people who burst out with unparalleled courage because of the death of their brothers who support each other on weekdays. Gritting their teeth, they pulled out the grenades they were equipped with, of course, they didn't even have the possibility of throwing, they could only roar with the belief that they would die, and rushed towards the tyrant who was like a behemoth compared to them, hoping to end up with this monster with their own lives, and no matter how bad it was, they could exchange it for other escapees for a chance to escape.

Explosions rang out one after another, and some of the fleeing soldiers seemed to have come to their senses, listened to the footsteps, pulled the bolt again, and fired at the tyrant.

But these soldiers with great courage are still doing useless work. For they didn't even have a second to fire, when they found that the horrible and bloodied monster had appeared in front of them, or with its thick claws it tore their bodies into pieces like torn paper, or with its terrifying fists it nailed them to the ground like groundhogs.

The two panting soldiers stopped running, and a chill swelled up in their burning trachea. They didn't even have time to make extra movements, and the next second, a feeling of weightlessness made them involuntarily fall to the ground. Subconsciously wanted to support their bodies with their legs, but it wasn't until they were slammed to the ground that the sharp pain in their waists made them realize that they had already been cut in half.

The soldier's internal organs were already crackling out of the shut-off of his body, mixed with blood all over the ground, and the scene was almost like the scene of pigs and sheep slaughtered in a slaughterhouse. But no one cared about this kind of thing, because in the next moment, the tyrant's thick lower limbs stepped on it heavily, trampling the internal organs and the upper half of his body that opened his mouth wide and wanted to cry for help.

"Click~" A crisp crisp sound.

With the sound of bones cracking, a patch of viscous blood mixed with fragments of internal organs appeared on the weed-filled dirt floor.

The terrifying tyrant has thoroughly demonstrated his prowess as a biological weapon. The terrifying physical power has become so powerful that it has the ability to reap the lives of its soldiers.

In just a few minutes, less than 20 meters away, dozens of soldiers' corpses have been lying horizontally, and the price paid by the tyrant is just some seemingly terrifying flesh wounds, even these injuries are healing quickly under the action of the T virus.

A soldier who was temporarily wheezing and not yet dead let out a howl of rage, and he struggled in a pool of blood on the ground, but both of his thighs were gone, severed by the tyrant's brush. With such injuries, even the best medical team of this era could not guarantee that the soldier would survive.

But none of this matters. Because the tyrant had slowly stepped on him.

Trembling, he reached out and pulled out a grenade, struggling to pull the lead with his teeth, and with the faint white smoke coming out, he seemed to smell the smell of the food of his hometown for a long time, and saw the old face of his mother.

"I'll fuck you!"

"Boom~"

The violent explosion sent a rising wave of air, and the scorching flames appeared as the gunpowder expanded, rolling up patches of blood and shredded flesh all over the ground. The tyrant's massive size was instantly overwhelmed by the sea of fire.

The flames ignited the ammunition that had been stacked nearby, and a more violent secondary explosion began. Scorching waves and flames filled the land. Even the viscous blood on the ground evaporated from the scorching heat, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

However, this was not the end, the flames came and went quickly, and just as the surviving soldiers finally had an end to this, a furious roar exploded in their ears.

Everyone's shocked Niu Tong looked towards the center of the explosion, and in the thick smoke, a huge figure slowly walked out. The boiling flames made a sizzling sound when they touched the tyrant's bare skin.

Such a violent explosion failed to kill this terrifying monster!

…… (To be continued.) )