In the early morning, a whistling sound, followed by a deafening deafening, woke up the crowd in the downtown settlement who had been rushing to work all night.

Wang Qiang lay on the trench, rubbed his red sleepy eyes, and saw that the alloy door exploded in an instant. The seemingly impregnable alloy door shattered in the blink of an eye, and a burst of gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the tunnel was like the throat of a monster.

The two doors made of alloy actually exploded in an instant!

At this time, Lin Er, who was assisting in front of the fortifications, shouted, "Fire!" "All the people who were lying in ambush in the fortifications hurriedly opened fire, and hundreds of fire points were swallowing tongues of fire at the same time, and bullets rained down into the corridor.

Wang Qiang was no exception, picking up the modified rapid-fire machine gun in his hand and roaring incessantly, until he spit out all the bullets in the magazine.

Almost everyone's first reaction to the black hole was to finish the bullets in their hands, and at the same point in time, the sound of changing magazines sounded, and the firepower of the storm was reduced to the beginning of the shower, and there was an obvious vacuum on the front.

At this time, a beautiful butterfly lit up in the dark corridor with white smoke, the butterfly fluttered and swirled and flew to the fortifications of the lower city, the flapping wings emitted a colorful brilliance, the butterfly was elegant, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, and the trail outlined a unique and exquisite band of light.

Before many people watching from behind the fortifications of the lower city had time to admire the beautiful wonders of this world, the butterflies crashed into the fortifications, instantly turning into a demon with sharp teeth and black smoke, and erupted with a huge explosion sound.

With the sound of the explosion, there was a strange flame that was black and red, and this strange black flame changed its beautiful and elegant appearance before, and changed into the heat and madness of the demon's breath, and the black flame shot out on the steel fortifications, like water splashed into an oil pot, crackling and exploding.

The terrible thing is that the black flame attached to the metal burned unabated, and spread a little more happily, but in a few minutes, a huge hole appeared in the fortifications that the lower city had spent all the steel to build, and it continued to expand.

Wang Qiang remembered the weapon recorded in a certain book, the "Hua Butterfly" incendiary rocket codenamed "Hua Butterfly" developed in the last 20 years of the Republic. The rocket's inclammatory ability is outrageous, and the burning temperature can rise to 3,000 degrees Celsius in a short period of time, making it an indispensable weapon for land warfare against steel mechs and fortifications.

Unexpectedly, I would actually see the charm of thermal weapons displayed here.

The fighters of the lower city base, who were hiding behind the fortifications that were hit head-on, were shocked to death by the direct blow of the rockets, and before they could wake up, they were ignited by the burning black flames, and they didn't even have time to scream, and they burned to black ash in minutes, leaving the stench of roasted human flesh.

Many of the rest of the people were probably the first time to experience such a brutal battle, and they were so frightened that they jumped out of their combat posts one after another.

Hu Kaiqing and Lin Er couldn't stop it, many of these temporary recruits were picking up guns for the first time, and the elites of the settlement had already lost everything in the recent continuous operations. The only thing left is that little bit of blood, and he was taken out by Lin San to fight the autumn wind, and only the ghost knows where it is cool at this time.

There was a flash of brilliance at the Yongdaokou, and three more rockets attacked, fortunately, this is just an ordinary explosive warhead, and the lethality is not as good as the "Flower Butterfly" rocket, but even so, the fortifications built by the people of the lower city are already in tatters.

Wang Qiang had just recovered from his senses that had been shaken by the rocket, and the sound of a charging horn came from the corridor. Wang Qiang was startled, and hurriedly picked up the rapid-fire machine gun that had been thrown on the ground just now, and aimed at the Yongdao crossing.

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first. In response to Wang Qiang, there was a clanging sound on the bunker in front of him, and occasionally a single piece of stray bullet with a scorching air flow passed over Wang Qiang's front door.

At this time, less than one of the soldiers on the battlefield had remained calm, and most of them had lost their minds, either raising their guns and shooting into the air, or throwing away their armor and fleeing everywhere. What's more, in a panic, they actually rushed to the position of the corridor, and there is no doubt that a shuttle bullet flew from the corridor, beating these poor people into a sieve.

Wang Qiang could only be anxious when he saw all this, and he shouted, trying to restore the original fighting mood of his teammates around him. It's a pity that things backfired, the collapse rolled down like an avalanche, and the role that the individual could play in the collective battle was minimal, and in the face of big events, the individual could never get rid of the small side.

The enemy in the corridor finally showed his true face, these are fully armed, pottery body armor and bulletproof pants, high-grade plastic protective shields, jackal submachine guns equipped with the active army in the old era, and the multi-functional tactical helmet of the Marine Corps. It's just armed to the teeth!

Most of the bullets fired by the Colony Resisters were effectively intercepted, and the enemy's advance continued to be effective, giving the appearance of an elite legion.

Since the nineteenth century, the situation of warfare has shifted from a quantitative one to a contest of technology, and there is no doubt that the aggressor has a greater advantage. The resistance in the lower city became difficult and desperate, and the few remaining old soldiers clenched their guns with all their might, and with trembling hands, they fired even more trembling bullets at their targets, and so on, as if the drowning man was trying his best to save himself.

Wang Qiang finished firing the rapid-fire machine gun bullets, threw them to the ground, and then picked up the old-fashioned dual-purpose rifle that the corpse had dropped next to him. This is an old guy made more than 70 years ago, but it has extremely durable performance, but unfortunately the rate of fire makes people anxious.

Wang Qiangping raised his rifle and began to roll call, once the initial rapid-fire machine gun hit the rate of fire, the trajectory of the bullet often became difficult to control, even if Wang Qiang was an excellent shooter, he still couldn't control the scattered rapid-fire machine gun, not to mention that this gun was still a modified second-hand product.

But now it's different, stroking the body of the imitation Enfield rifle, Wang Qiang has extreme confidence.

A certain prime minister of the republic once said that self-confidence is more valuable than gold, and a person with self-confidence is a strong man who surpasses himself, and Wang Qiang, who has self-confidence, is not a person.

The invaders, armed like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, only had about fifty centimeters of their heads exposed under their heads, which were the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose for breathing.

The crisp sound of Enfield was so inconspicuous in the chaotic battlefield that a heavily armed invader three hundred meters away fell to the ground without warning. The teammates beside him looked down in surprise at their inexplicably fallen companions, only to see a blood hole the size of a pigeon's egg on the bridge of the poor invader's nose, from which crimson blood gushed out like a fountain.

What an unlucky guy, so unlucky, he was hit by a stray bullet in the nose and died in the back of the head, this guy can go buy a lottery ticket, if there is such a thing as a lottery in the last days, he will definitely be a millionaire. The teammate who was immersed in observation thought strangely.

It's a pity that this aggressor, who has the thinking of Hemingway and Picasso, didn't even have time to retract his reverie, yes, he was too late, because he felt himself flying with his thoughts, flying so high and high that he saw only the clouds and the kingdom of heaven.

A 7.62mm bullet pierced the guy's temple, and the bullet slammed his head to the ground with inertia and force, and he nodded and died, looking serene and pensive.

Wang Qiang didn't have time to observe these details, he only knew that he had entered that strange feeling again, as if his whole person was standing on his shoulder, witnessing everything that happened, and the thinking that controlled his body was calm and cruel! It is conducive to the rain of bullets and bullets and does not move, thunder and lightning will not make Wang Qiang blink. Each jumping bullet shell refracted a graceful arc, flew through the corner of Wang Qiang's aimed eye, and landed on the ground, and there was a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle who was shot in the head on the opposite side, with an efficiency of nearly 100%.

But war is never something that can be changed by one person, and heroism is a legend that only exists in movies and novels. The battlefield was still chaotic, and even as Wang Qiang killed the enemy's living force with every shot, the precursors of the rout of the defenders of the lower city were showing themselves and rapidly deteriorating.

Daddy Hu is holding a laser pistol in one arm, and the ray firearm has the advantage of high heat and high energy, but the charge is so slow that it is outrageously slow, and the rate of fire can only reach one shot in two seconds. Daddy Hu has no other way, he only has one hand to make the knife very improvised, but in the modern battlefield, it is impractical to rush up with a knife to cut people. Therefore, Daddy Hu can only choose to shoot with light weapons, if poor Daddy Hu's arms are intact, the tube of Gatling 3000 on Lin Else's hand must be his! Daddy Hu took a shot, and glanced at Lin Er with gloomy eyes, his face full of helplessness.

Look at Lin Er again, at this time he finally got his wish to get over a Gatling addiction, the amount of this heavy firepower ammunition is breathtaking, and the rate of fire is amazing, it's just that the poor Lin Er's shooting level can only be described as an idiot, most of the bullets are missed on the top of the invader's head, or a large piece of potholes is made on the floor, in short, the pitiful, see Lin Er's little brother who changed ammunition burst into tears, how much courage does this Nima have to shoot so many off target!

The invaders attacking the Xiacheng settlement were about to complete the last leg of the Yongdao with excellent coordination, and even the forward troops had already used blocks of cover inside the base to quickly occupy their positions. At this time, Lao Zhao, who had been hiding at the back of the battlefield, smiled and asked Lin He, who was hiding with him: "Do you really want to blow up?" ”

Lin He nodded cautiously: "Bomb it, if you don't blow it up, you will die soon, and if it is blown up, there may be a turnaround." ”

Lao Zhao no longer hesitated, took out a black iron box from under the wheelchair, opened the live buckle on the iron box, revealed a small controller, entered the twelve-digit password, and then handed it to Lin He, Lin He took the controller, and then entered the twelve-digit password controlled by himself, the red button of the controller suddenly lit up, and the flashing red light was a little dazzling.

Lin He looked at Lao Zhao, then at the resisters who were about to retreat, and resolutely pressed the button.