Chapter 80

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"This thing...... Scrapped? Gu Beijing looked at the Bentai machine with a little surprise as before, it was this ugly-looking and unsightly thing that killed at least a thousand zombies at once, and the worst ones had already reached the stage of initial mutation, as long as they could supply enough energy, it wouldn't take long for them to reach the level of real first-order mutant zombies.

With a rough and sturdy appearance and a burning red, crystal pieces that exude a large amount of white heat visible to the naked eye, Gu Beijing and Alex couldn't help but be amazed when they saw it. This kind of thing they had only seen in some magazines before, at least before they entered space, they had not seen the so-called real practical laser weapons with actual lethality, but they had seen a lot in various novels, comics, anime, movies, and games, but most of them had no scientific basis. At this moment, I can actually see the real thing, although it is so ugly that it is simply unbearable, but the results of the battle are not bad, and all its flaws are covered up at once.

The Predator from the First Nations, or Indians, simply admitted: "That's right, scrapped." This thing was originally just the prototype of a laser weapon, relying on large size and high energy consumption in exchange for high combat ability, and extremely poor mobility. What you're seeing is a relatively successful experiment. I also relied on the help of the United States in the world of Alien vs. Predator, and provided some theories, to develop this prototype of a prototype laser weapon. ”

"In the previous experiments, although its performance was quite stable and the lethality was not small, it was not officially installed by the U.S. military in that world because of the great loss and not particularly safe, and General Electric was not included in the formal mass production plan. But capitalism, as long as the gold given is enough, even if it is a trial type, they will try to help produce a batch. Anyway, for us reincarnators, gold is just a pretty stone. Although the amount is not much, only eight, but the storage space is not enough after all, carrying two plus enough lithium batteries to urge them in extreme cases is already the limit, I can't help but bring other necessary survival materials. ”

Alex's face was cloudy: "In other words, this kind of high-power attack can only come again?" ”

"That's right." The Predator shrugged, looking a little funny.

Here, Alex, Gu Beijing and the Indian Predator chatting with each other were all kinds of pleasure, however, the American soldiers on the other side were simply crying without tears. Before the war, their entire team was more than 40 people, and if you add the negotiators who arrived later and the 12 soldiers who were close to the bodyguard, their team was more than 50 people. After an accident in which a black hawk fell, the US military no longer dared to underestimate the combat effectiveness of the African black millet. After all, no matter how garbage the black millet is, an AK with a crowd tactic can force the unprepared Delta Force soldiers to death.

However, well, the bad is bad on this yet. What they are dealing with is not the usual African black maize. If it was the African Black Corn Millet, under the combined blow of three obvious superhumans and more than fifty soldiers, the morale would have collapsed long ago and he would not dare to stop it. However, they are facing zombies, and zombies don't care about this, it's all about life and fighting. What's more, the Black Corn is at least still human, and a shot in an important part will lose its combat effectiveness at least and die on the spot. However...... It's not human at all, is it? Zombies don't care if they are injured or not, as long as they don't blow their heads and cut their spines, even if they are shot in the body, they will still continue to move towards delicious food like a nobody.

This point has made a lot of trouble for the American soldiers. No matter how hard you shoot, there are still a few cases of hitting the head and killing the shaking disgusting corpse in one fell swoop, and the zombies are gathering more and more. Even with the protection of those three obviously superhuman reincarnators, over time, the U.S. military will inevitably suffer casualties.

Because there is no specific medicine, once a soldier is bitten, he will basically die. Either fight bravely once, rush into the zombie group and take the initiative to detonate the explosives carried on the body, or be directly killed by the second lieutenant who led the team. After all, it's better to die last one than to wait for everyone to die together.

Well, it is under this internal and external pressure that the heroic and invincible swept the world (10,000 words omitted below)...... The U.S. soldiers began to attrition rapidly, and by the time the battle was over, only thirty-two remained, one with minor injuries. I really wasn't bitten or scratched by a zombie, it is said that it was because I was shooting backwards before, and I was nervous, so I accidentally fell on my foot......

I don't need to worry about the specifics at the moment. In short, this team is really losing a lot of money at the moment. The attrition has reached a little more than 40 percent, and if it were a semi-modern army (such as the Beiyang Army), most of this damage would have caused the collapse of the troops. But, first, are they the standard modern army, or the best of the best. Although in recent years, the combat effectiveness of many units has declined greatly due to the training of public security warfare, but they can still rank first. Second, any of them know that standing in the team can still survive a little, if they run out...... Heheda, you can basically declare you dead, and even the corpse is exempted, and the zombie will never mind accepting this delicious little dessert.

It's so miserable here, but it's chatting happily over there, and anyone will be extremely dissatisfied with such a comparison between the two.

As the highest-ranking man in the team, Mr. Ensign also had to stand up and say, "Three...... Belch...... Sir, shall we find a safe place now? ”

PS: It's still a pleasant brainstorm, it's not as tiring as the serious introduction to historiography, and you don't have to pay too much attention to the choice of words and sentences, but it took almost two months to write 20,000 words +, and this progress is simply touching. However, due to some personal reasons, the connection between the chapters of this pleasant brain hole may inevitably be a little stiff, and I apologize very solemnly!!!

In addition, a sudden bad news, Sanae-chan is also writing the history of the Northern and Southern Dynasties and is close to publication, which makes me embarrassed, should I continue to write, or do I change to another book that has been planned for a long time...... Could it be that this is the Minato River that I will lose......