Chapter 389: The Age of Resources (8)

The island in the lake is essentially a peninsula with a low-lying shrub and a small amount of swamp connecting the landing road, 5 km from the nearest improvised road. This road, which was magical to the gentlemen of Mara City, was easily widened with the cooperation of bulldozers and armored vehicles, so that the convoy could reach the Magical Mountain.

Hong Bi must thank the infrastructure team for their work, it was they who organized skilled workers to open up roads overnight, and now they can make the troops up and down the mountain form a corner. Don't look at just a platoon of soldiers, you can have heavy equipment crossfire, even cavalry is difficult to complete the impact.

But the alien mercenaries do not understand the tactical concepts of modern warfare. In the world of cold weapons, the elements of victory are the dignified queues, the indomitable will and the courage to kill the enemy. All throwing shè weapons are paper tigers, and they can't be taken seriously. So, they charged bravely and happily, as if they were young people who were going to kill pigs and eat ròu.

When Hong Bi's nervous fingers were numb, the 3rd squad leader personally climbed the platoon commander's armored car turret, commanded the driver below, parked it on a hillock where he could see the gentle slope, and then gently knocked on the insurance.

"250 meters."

"220 meters."

"200 meters."

The soldier with the heavy machine gun on another armored car is reporting the distance, there are a total of 8 people in the 3rd squad, and they can make 4 heavy machine guns, and they are hiding in the modified 30 mm turret, and the fire defense is not weak.

The squad leader "Shangyun Ten" pulled violently, and the whole person subconsciously sat back a step, and the big poisonous snake spit out orange fireworks without hesitation.

The flames of the explosion quickly enveloped the preset battlefield.

The 25mm machine gun is as powerful as the scythe of death in the face of lightly armored or even unarmored infantry. A squad of 200 men was reduced to pieces in an instant, and the charge took less than 10 seconds.

The dull sound of the big poisonous snake and the crisp sound of the bullet made the third squad leader fall into the joy of shooting.

Humanity does not hate war, it hates only death.

If only the enemy dies, then the joy of war is greater than love.

Life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for victory, both can be thrown.

The gentle slope was bombed with potholes, and there was not one in ten of the 200-strong team. The uncovered light infantry, no matter how strong they were, could not face such a cruel weapon, they were like 200 prisoners waiting to be forced, and there were 190 torturers, and whoever escaped was all up to their fate—if everyone was unlucky, and if there were 10 executors who were in good health and good spirits, and were willing to come one more time, no one would be able to escape.

"Save ammunition...... The platoon commander allows you to save ammo. The deputy leader of Class 3 roared. He held the walkie-talkie in his hand and shouted repeatedly.

Xia Yun Ten played for at least half a minute before slowly letting go of his fingers.

The appearance of the gentle slope has almost been changed.

The blood soaked the ground, and only a small amount of fluid flowed, and it didn't travel far before it was absorbed by the grass on the road.

The power of the machine guns surprised both the enemy and the enemy.

Hong Bi is surprised by the recklessness of the aliens, the straight tǐngtǐng charge, no matter what time it is, there is only the possibility of being killed. The aliens are surprised by their losses. If 200 people die in a battle, the money given by the owner is not much.

The two gunshots "snapped" woke up the commanders on both sides.

It was an alien who had survived the shelling and wanted to escape the battlefield and was killed from the side by an automatic rifle.

At this moment, the eleven or twelve aliens who survived all fell to the ground and did not dare to tremble for a moment.

The alien commander was a swarthy man with a small body, and his muscles smelled cold, as if he had brought the glacier to the tropics.

He involuntarily turned his attention to the armored convoy down the mountain.

"Birch, go and see if there is a magician."

Birch was a dull alien, twice the height and four times the width of the leader, and at first glance looked like a horse walking upright. He had no mount, but held a small round shield, and he ran faster than a horse.

This is at least the level of level 9 of physical arts, and it may have mobilized the fighting spirit.

Automatic rifles on the ridge and at the foot of the mountain found him. The heavy machine gun also fired a triple shot from time to time. The stout birch either resisted with a round shield or turned a blind eye, and it was a successful half-way through.

The sound of the bullet piercing the ground made people feel powerless, and Hong Bi quietly raised the anti-tank missile and put the crosshair on Hua's body.

The latter ran halfway to the distance in a daze, picked up a big stone that he had been optimistic about a long time ago, and threw it out vigorously by inertia.

The stone was about 50 pounds, and it smashed on an armored truck.

Stand up!

"Can't be saved!" Hong Bi thought about it, and then pulled the electronic hair button.

A Milan anti-tank missile, like a box of bundled RMB, steadily crashed into the birch.

Stand up!

I don't know if it was fire or blood, and the sound of "boom" made the soldiers of the indigenous platoon celebrate with joy, and the leader of the alien mercenaries jumped up in surprise: "Magician? Where are the magicians? ”

"Not a magician. I heard that the people in Xijiang Water Village have very powerful weapons, but I didn't expect it to be true. "It was a strange white fellow who spoke, and he was also thin and small, only half the height of a normal alien, that is, thinner than the small black chief. He gripped his protruding front teeth and spoke like sawn wood.

The black leader jumped up, waved half of the villain's fist and said, "You know they have powerful weapons, why didn't you say it before?" ”

The white guy smiled, put one hand on his front teeth, and said, "If you say it, how can you earn such a large commission." ”

"The commission is a lot. Aha. The black leader laughed like a burnt eggplant, obviously not sorting out the logical relationship, he didn't bother to think about it, waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter if they are powerful weapons or magic knights, we will kill the miners...... Go down the hill first, charge. ”

A team of 200 people did not know the situation either, and when they saw him waving, they put on their shields and ran down.

"Wait." The white leader grabbed the black leader's shoulder and asked, "Divine knight?" What magic knight, why didn't you tell me? ”

"I heard that there is, but I don't know if there is, didn't you tell me about powerful weapons?" The black leader's eyes puffed out, like a pirate with a parrot makeover.

The white leader was furious and said, "Weapons are trifles, Divine Knight, what is Divine Knight?" Can't your long-muscled head think? ”

As soon as the scolding began, the alien's thinking ran out of máo, and the black leader scolded excitedly: "You toothy head." ”

"My teeth can bite your muscles, stupid!"

"Okay, okay, come and bite me, White Ball."

When the two leaders pinched each other, the two ends of the battlefield once again rang out the "da-da-da" of crane guns.

All 12 heavy machine guns were fired, and the crossfire seemed to hit the ground.

Flames burned across the battlefield, and the smell of roasted ròu and roasted blood floated in the air.

The gunfire stopped in an instant.

The recruits looked happily, and their spirits were greatly lifted from these two rounds of sniping, and their trembling hands also settled down, at least they could stop when they said stop.

Heavy machine guns and machine guns shel thousands of rounds of bullets and shells in a short period of time, leaving no chance for the Charger to survive at all. Especially after the transfer, the machine gun on the side is like a rat biting ròu, dividing the person into one section after another.

"It's over." The leader of the other squad gloated a little.

The swarthy alien leader was stunned for a moment, and said coldly, "You, continue to attack." ”

The white leader objected: "400 people died, you have to lose, go back." ”

"If you go back, you're going to lose 800 people, stupid."

As soon as the black leader said this, the self-proclaimed intelligent white leader couldn't explain it for a while, and actually acquiesced.

The leader of the squad looked left and right, and finally understood that he was going to go to the battlefield himself, and he cried and lost his face.

Alien soldiers love war, but they don't like to die.

"Hurry up!" Although the black leader was only half the size of an ordinary soldier, when he glared at those twice as big eyes, no one dared to disobey him.

As a result, 400 alien soldiers roared forward to attack.

Fearful of the machine guns, they split into two parts and charged on both sides.

Hong Bi kept yelling on the walkie-talkie: "Wait for them to get closer, get closer." ”

At a distance of 800 meters, the heavy machine gun still began to sweep shè.

The fear of death is not something that can be solved by words, and perhaps the surviving soldiers will be able to hold back and not shoot at the end of this battle.

In fact, when the first shot rang out, Hung Pik also pulled the trigger.

Who is not afraid of death.

All the heavy machine guns began a frantic sweep.

If it is a standard veteran triple shè "dada, da" shè strike speed, 200 rounds of the chain can be used for 3 minutes. However, when the alien mercenaries rushed up in one bōbō, the chain of 200 rounds did not even take 1 minute.

Fortunately, they had many magazines, and one base for each machine gun was enough for 4,500 rounds, and even so, the battle was much more difficult than Hong Bi expected.

Once the enemy rushes up, the small indigenous platoon will be overwhelmed in an instant.

Just one enemy!

The swarthy alien leader kept waving his hand, and more alien soldiers poured forward.

He has more than 2,000 people.

For the alien mercenary troops, as long as there is money and commissions, they can recruit soldiers, and then promote a few people to be small leaders at will, and the wild boar charge will do.

In the days when the black and white chiefs teamed up, they basically made money.

There are soldiers being harvested, and soldiers are constantly replenished.

At the top of the Magical Mountain, at the Three Gates, two nobles from Mara City watched the battle below.

They were Ghassayah, the president of the Senate, and Cardwell, the commander of the slave camps. While the other nobles and knights were fighting on the front lines of the Temple War, the two of them finally found time to take a closer look at Marat's worst enemy.

-- The army of Xijiang Water Village.