The sudden blank offensive position stunned all the students of Class 53 for a full ten seconds, and then those bodies that were still dancing with electric fire made the survivors understand that the first combat group had all died.

How long did this last moment, 3 seconds? or 2 seconds.

In everyone's memory, someone had just jumped out of position, and then all 15 assault infantry of the first battle group were killed.

The two heavy machine gun crews also maintained tactical maneuvers by inertia, pushing the heavy machine guns into the attacking line. Then eight more gunshots were heard.

The two heavy machine gun crews, a total of eight trainees, were all 'killed', but only two heavy machine guns stood in place and were unharmed.

What's going on? It's a full 300 metres from the Blues' position!

Many trainees subconsciously craned their necks to see what was happening. No sooner had a helmet floated on the surface of the position than gunfire resumed.

This time it was finally a crisp and coherent machine gun sound, and large sparks of electricity came out from the helmets one by one, like small gophers in antique game consoles, knocked back to the position one by one.

The helmet of the deputy squad leader was wrapped in electric fire and flew away. He himself sat paralyzed in the position, his face the color of earth. If it weren't for his untidy appearance and helmet high on his head, that shot would have been able to announce his out.

A battle leader swooped over, and a slippery leap rushed to the side of the deputy squad leader, wailing: "Our casualty rate has exceeded 35 percent!

"Where's the squad leader?"

"He's finished. ”

"Huh?!So what now?"

"What else can I do? ”

"But we still have so many ......"

"What's the use of having too many people, who dares to show their heads?"

The leader of the combat team was stunned and sat down next to the deputy squad leader. He suddenly remembered something and said, "No, why do I keep sounding like a machine gun?"

"It's impossible...... the deputy squad leader subconsciously retorted, then thought about it carefully, slapped his thigh, and said, "It's really a machine gun!"

On the machine-gun position, Chu Jungui's crosshair moved over, moved over, moved over, and moved over, but he could no longer see a human head, not even the edge of his helmet.

The entire position was dead silent, and there was no one to probe at all. At the beginning, there were a few people who died with guns against helmets and stretched out of the bunker to test, but they were all blown away by Chu Jungui's shot. Without helmets, they didn't dare to move.

Chu Jungui was also very helpless, he clearly remembered that he had only killed 41, and there were more than 80 left. Counting the 54 squad that attacked from the other side of the position, he managed to take out less than 20% of his opponents in total. This record, I don't know if I can get the bonus, it feels a bit mysterious.

The more anxious he was, the more the enemy did not move. Chu Jungui and the assistant shooter looked at each other, he wondered why the opponent didn't attack, if he didn't attack, he would have no record. And the sub-shooter was a little dull, looking at Chu Jungui, like he was looking at a monster.

In Chu Jungui's field of vision, he could faintly see a human-shaped silhouette scattered in the attack position. Those are all assessment students who have not yet attacked, and they are lying or sitting on their stomachs, all of them looking like they are planning to survive to the end of the world.

Chu Jungui suddenly found that some positions were not all made of concrete, and some positions were soil. His eyes lit up, and the diabolical gunfire rang out again, and one after another electric shock bombs went forward one after another, stubbornly carving a passage through the earth to the inside of the bunker.

With a scream, one of the cadets bounced out of cover, fell to the surface of the position, and never moved again.

The secondary shooter's eyes are wide open, and his mouth is wide enough to swallow a mine, and that's okay?

Chu Jungui was in high spirits, and began to dig a passage in another position with a machine gun, and after a while, another unlucky guy popped out of the bunker, screaming and unconscious.

It's just that this kind of fighting is quite ammunition-consuming, Chu Jungui brought two more boxes by himself, plus four boxes on the back of the deputy shooter, adding up to 700 bullets, and digging holes is not enough.

Just as he was looking for fighters, the gunfire on the other side of the position suddenly became intense, and screams continued to sound on the position of the blue army, and several bullets even flew over Chu Jungui's head.

Chu Jungui looked back and found that the defense line on the other side had almost collapsed, and the tactical infantry of the 54th squad appeared on the position one by one, and the firepower instantly formed a cross suppression.

There was no fighting on the eastern front, and Fang Yu kept transferring the soldiers who originally dealt with the eastern defense line of Class 53 to the western side, but it was still a drop in the bucket. Moreover, there are some problems with her command, such a transfer of three or two cannot plug the omission of the defense line on the Western Front.

Before Fang Yu could finish arranging, an electric shock bomb flew from the side and knocked her down.

A tactical infantry of squad 54 appeared, hunched over, and walked obscenely to Fang Yu. He lifted his helmet and looked at Fang Yu who was unconscious, and whistled happily, the muzzle of the gun moving over her body, thinking about where to make up for the shot in order to see the most beautiful writhing twitches.

But before his dream came true, a machine gun bullet suddenly flew and slapped directly on the side of his face, hitting his head sideways for a considerable distance, and then driving his entire body to fly out. The warhead burst, and the silver plasma covered most of his face, and the taste of this concentrated discharge was probably enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.

The deputy shooter saw it clearly, and couldn't help but feel a little empathetic and shivered.

Being hit in the face by a machine gun at such a close distance will not be light in addition to pain. However, this kind of assessment has a casualty index, and not wearing armor in the assessment is a violation, and all the consequences must be borne by yourself.

Chu Jungui held the machine gun, pounced on the east side again, and looked at the position of the 53rd class. Sure enough, there were a few helmets whirling there. So he shot at the point, and the helmets were all gone.

At this time, the gunfire on the position became more and more intense, and a large number of electric shock shells began to suppress the machine gun position where Chu Jungui was. The co-shooter picked up an assault rifle and shouted in a hail of bullets, "We're almost surrounded! They have 50 more people!"

"What about the others?"

"All killed!"

"What?" Chu Jungui was a little incredulous.

The deputy archer pointed to the light screen on his wrist and shouted, "It's just the two of us!"

This is the normal situation, in the case of absolute superiority in troops, firepower, and equipment, the establishment of a cadet class equivalent to a company can take down the positions of 30 Blue Army guards alone.

The surviving fighters of the 54th squad had formed a semi-encirclement of the machine-gun position, and now they not only had a position to rely on, but also no more than 50 meters away from the machine-gun position.

"We ...... Surrender. It's already okay to play like this. The deputy shooter said, and without waiting for Chu Jungui to reply, he pointed his assault rifle at his calf, ready to give himself a shot.

In this way of 'dying', the pain is quite small.

Before he could pull the trigger, the whole person was taken aside by Chu Jungui. "Let's get the ammunition ready. Chu Jungui said as he got up suddenly, one short point shot, three down, and another long point shot, the opponent was five less.

The squad leader of class 54 looked at the eight names that suddenly darkened on the light screen, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Luck is so good?!"

A fierce-looking strong man next to him was shocked and angry, and said, "We still have more than 40 of them, and there are only two of them left! ”

The squad leader was quite steady and said, "Wait, I'll contact the 53rd class, and they don't seem to have moved there." ”

After waiting for a few seconds, the squad leader cut off the communication in displeasure, took a sip, and said, "X's, there is no response over there." ”

"Then don't wait for them, anyway, most of the results are ours. Dahan proposed.

The squad leader of squad 54 quickly made up his mind and said: "Tell me to go down, and in 3 minutes, all of us will charge and kill the machine gun shooter of that dog's day! Whoever dares not to rush, Lao Tzu will kill him when he goes back!"

On the helicopter in the sky, Su Xue and Li Bin looked at the screen, completely stunned. On the tactical analysis screen, Chu Jungui's movements are being slowed down and replayed, and the trajectory of each bullet is captured and highlighted. Almost every bright line brought out by the bullets landed on different targets, except for the first three shots, there was no miss.

Where is this light machine gun, even a rapid-fire sniper rifle is not so perverted.

Li Bin suddenly screamed: "Does Lao Tzu want to get rich?"