Actually, the real name of the smoking AK should be the Type 56.

Due to the relatively traditional weapon thinking in the early days of China, this kind of fully automatic weapon that uses intermediate-power rifle cartridges is called a "submachine gun".

Therefore, the official name at the time of finalization was the "Type 56 submachine gun".

In fact, the prototype of this 56-style is the famous AK47, and its basic performance is almost the same as the original AK.

At this time, the Type 56 assault rifle in Chen Zheng's hand does not know whether it was aided to African countries in the early days, or whether it was later bought by the US imperialists in the North Industries Corporation.

But whether it was aided or imported here later, it can be seen from its mottled appearance that the age of this gun is not older than Chen Zheng's, and the condition of the gun is even worse -

- It's nothing if the rifling is almost worn out, and the patent leather is mottled is not a big deal...... The real problem is that there is actually mud and sand and thick rust on the inside of this gun!

Even then, the bullet can be fired without exploding...... I have to admire the quality of the products of NORINCO.

Of course, in the hands of others, this gun is only left to "be able to fire". However, in the hands of Chen Zheng...... This old 56 actually bloomed to the last light!

Chen Zheng fired a total of three shots, the first two of which hit the sandbags...... And after the familiarity of the first two shots, the third shot 7.62 directly exploded the sniper's magnifier!!

Flying shards of glass stabbed the sniper in the face, and the nervousness of being hit made him desperate to escape.

Then, misfortune just happened.

The sniper fell headlong to the ground, then covered his eyes with his left hand and lay on the ground with his right hand holding his thigh, screaming...... Apparently, he broke his thigh.

"Daddy vomited too...##@#... Amina. ”

The black man looked at Chen Zheng as if he had seen a ghost, drawing a cross in front of him as he walked, muttering something in his mouth, Chen Zheng only understood the Holy Father Jesus and Amen, and the ones in the middle could not even be translated by an alien translator.

As gunshots and screams rang out, the stronghold ahead began to go into disarray, and in the distance many blacks with weapons could be seen running out of the room, shouting something.

Soon, they discovered the combination of Chen Zheng and the black man, and suddenly the entire stronghold was like a dangerous hedgehog, and the muzzles of countless black holes were aimed at Chen Zheng and the two of them.

“…… Damn it...... How do I feel like they're going to shoot? Chen Zheng listened to a faint voice in the distance, as if he had heard the order to fire......

“……”

The black man knelt on the ground, folded his hands and closed his glasses, and began to pray on this empty plain! Just when Chen Zheng felt that this scene was quite funny...... He soon understood why the black man was praying......

The other side actually shot at the other side!

I saw those black men poking their heads out from behind the cover in cool poses, and shouting loudly as they pulled the trigger to the end......

"Flickering."

Chen Zheng's figure disappeared on the spot, leaving only the black man kneeling on the ground alone and praying with his eyes closed.

However, even if Chen Zheng left, the gunfire in the distance did not stop, but intensified! For a while, the crackling sound of gunfire filled Chen Zheng's eardrums, as if there was a kind of excitement like firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

Yet five minutes passed...... The black man, who Chen Zheng imagined should have been beaten into a sieve by his accomplices, was still on his knees intact, not even a bit of fur had been scratched.

When the gunfire finally stopped, the black man stood up, checked himself for a gunshot, jumped up with joy, and ran to the distant stronghold with a loud praise of the Holy Father.

And then...... Gunshots rang out again!

At first, it seemed to be an accident, but as the first shot fired, the others took a cool pose again and pulled the trigger to the end, regardless of friendly fire or anything like that......

“……”

Chen Zheng was speechless and watched this funny scene happen so vividly in front of him, he always felt that there must be 10,000 "MMPs" in the black man's heart that he wanted to say, but ......

…… The black man knelt down again and continued to pray to the Father.

But here comes an even funnier scene - when the gunfire stops again, the black man is still unharmed!

It's only over 60 meters away, right!? Although looking at the person with a mechanical sight will directly block the whole body of the crosshair...... But so many people, almost no one, have hit at least two shuttles!! Even if there are only 10 people, it is enough to shoot 600 shots!!

600 rounds!

60 meters!

The black man stood up unscathed, and ran wildly towards the stronghold ahead......

…… Didn't he know that the guns were actually fired at him!?

"Maybe he doesn't know......"

Chen Zheng casually knocked out the last guard on the roof, looking at the black man running wildly, he always felt that there were countless grooves in his chest that he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit a word.

Yes.

As early as the moment the gunshots rang out, Chen Zheng had already come to the roof of the stronghold. Easily, under the "cover" of dense gunfire, after knocking down all the blacks on the roof, he entered the "theater mode......

The scene in front of him reminded him of a paragraph he had read on the Internet before:

One day, the military adviser of my flower planter in a certain country in Africa was attacked by rebels on the way, and the battle was about to break out, and suddenly the gunfire was as dense as fried beans......

The military adviser suddenly felt that his life was short, and he found a cover and did not dare to show his head when he squatted.

However, after more than ten minutes of intense gunfire, the consultant suddenly felt that something was wrong...... Dare to look up...... I saw that both sides were fighting fiercely, but no one fell!

After that, the adviser picked up the Type 56 and aimed at the rebels and killed seven or eight people in a few shots, and the opponent was instantly defeated......

Chen Zheng always thought that this was just a joke spread on the Internet, but he didn't expect that today he really ran into the real version of the ......

After all the blacks on the roof, he went into "theater mode......

The scene in front of him reminded him of a paragraph he had read on the Internet before:

One day, the military adviser of my flower planter in a certain country in Africa was attacked by rebels on the way, and the battle was about to break out, and suddenly the gunfire was as dense as fried beans......

The military adviser suddenly felt that his life was short, and he found a cover and did not dare to show his head when he squatted.

However, after more than ten minutes of intense gunfire, the consultant suddenly felt that something was wrong...... Dare to look up...... I saw that both sides were fighting fiercely, but no one fell!

After that, the adviser picked up the Type 56 and aimed at the rebels and killed seven or eight people in a few shots, and the opponent was instantly defeated......

Chen Zheng always thought that this was just a joke spread on the Internet, but he didn't expect that today he really ran into the real version of the ......