Just when Mu Qingyang was ready, nearly an hour and a half had passed, and the reconnaissance vehicle of the rear team had not yet reported the latest situation of the dwarf demon troops, so Mu Qingyang was still a little uneasy, a kind of uneasiness that he would be surrounded at any time if he was caught in the middle.

The double-barreled 37 anti-aircraft cannon ...... burst out with a loud roar, and the flames that were nearly three meters long erupted from the barrel, and ten lightning-fast spears of light flew towards the one-eyed troll.

"Boom!" The earthen pillars and broken bones covered the one-eyed troll, and in the pouring rain of debris and garbage, large pieces of parts were blasted out of the ground by cannonballs and sprinkled into the air, and when the earth curtain quickly fell back, the strange figure of the one-eyed troll was re-exposed in Mu Qingyang's eyes. As Mu Qingyang expected, the previous ten shells seemed to have a similar landing point to it, but in fact, they were far from it, and the one-eyed troll was intact, except for a lot of dirt splashed on the edge grooves like those scales, the one-eyed troll didn't even break a piece of oil.

The roar of the anti-aircraft guns was so close to the roar of the shells that the one-eyed troll was a little masked that he couldn't figure out whether the loud noises were far away or close, and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke in the air made it hover around the explosion point quickly.

Although the anti-aircraft artillery group did not shoot very accurately, they were not slow to change the magazines, and in three or two clicks, they took off the two five-round magazines from the gun body, and with a wave of both hands, the two new magazines full of shells were stuck into the gun body again, and the motor was turned, and the gun body was fine-tuned, and the one-eyed troll was once again trapped by the aiming mirror from the Type 58 anti-aircraft machine gun and modified to the anti-aircraft gun. The sound of the cannon sounded again, and the ten shells flew out quickly in turn, this time Mu Qingyang clearly saw that the first two shells were flying straight towards the one-eyed troll, but in the back, the other shells were getting bigger and bigger, and some even reached dozens of meters away from the one-eyed troll.

"Damn, damn the recoil......" Mu Qingyang knew why he couldn't hit accurately, the recoil of each launch would make the barrel slightly offset, the distance away from the kilometer, here by one millimeter, the difference over there would be a few meters, according to this situation, in addition to the first hit, the back is purely blind, the most terrible thing is that this anti-aircraft gun is mechanically braked, and it can't hit a single shot.

This time the one-eyed troll came to his senses, it let out a loud shout in the distance, and strode straight to this side, although it was just walking, but the speed was not slow, the distance of each step of the two thick long legs was N times that of ordinary people, in other words, its seemingly unpleasant range had reached the speed that ordinary people could only keep up with when they ran.

Kilometers long distance, long or not long, not short, in the hundreds of meters it stepped over, the firing of the anti-aircraft gun has been intermittently sounding, I saw the excitement of the cannonballs, the cheerful sound of the anti-aircraft guns, but the damn one-eyed troll just won't be hit, this time Mu Qingyang's heart quickly raised his throat, and he couldn't help complaining that this seemingly mighty anti-aircraft gun was really not good.

When the one-eyed troll arrived at the four hundred meters where Mu Qingyang and they dug the trench, Mu Qingyang nervously looked at the direction of the ghoul's advance, fortunately, the direction of the one-eyed troll was the direction in which the trench was dug, to be honest, Mu Qingyang was not sure that he would blow it up with explosives pouring on the road surface, and the toad skin of the one-eyed troll did not seem to be easy to mess with.

The one-eyed troll is like an official in a costume play, shaking to the trench step by step, it is very persistent, ignoring the constant explosions around it, even if some broken stones and car parts crash into it and smash the ground, it does not care.

The one-eyed troll, who was triumphantly striding forward, finally fell into the pit, and if the dwarf demon might have fallen into it entirely, the five big and three thick one-eyed trolls only raised their legs slightly, and the thick thighs stepped out of the trench, and when he stood in the open space above the trench, an armor-piercing bullet shot right in the chest like a blind cat that hit a dead mouse.

A flash of fire lit up on the one-eyed troll's chest, and the one-eyed troll's massive body flew upside down in the flash of firelight, falling into the trench behind him.

The flying figure of the one-eyed troll fell into Mu Qingyang's eyes, and when he saw the one-eyed troll's sturdy body being hit by a cannonball, he couldn't help but wave his right arm and shout a good word. Before the end of the good word, a high howl sounded from the trench 400 meters away, and a body covered in gunpowder smoke sat up straight, and the one-eyed troll, which was nearly three meters tall, was nearly one meter eight tall even when he sitted.

The one-eyed troll who sat upright fell into Mu Qingyang's eyes, and he could clearly see the black scorch marks on his chest, the large scorch marks did not cause much damage to the one-eyed troll, except for a patchy scale armor that was lifted off, even its sternum was not exposed. Seeing this, Mu Qingyang almost lost his courage, 20 mm can be called a cannon, and the 37 mm anti-aircraft gun can already penetrate the frontal armor plate of the main battle tank in the early thirties of the last century, but now it can only break a little skin? Does it have to be an anti-tank gun of more than eighty mm to take it out?

The one-eyed troll howled like a grumpy child in the trench, waving his arms wildly, and the dirt splattered between the half-man-deep trenches, and in an instant, the trenches within a radius of several meters had been leveled by it.

The 400-meter distance was just as the anti-aircraft gun could shoot accurately, and a succession of armor-piercing shells hit the DF3 and rolled it to the ground, and the one-eyed troll's howl became even higher in the explosion, and in the end, its howl even overpowered the roar of the anti-aircraft gun.

A tall figure stood up again, it no longer walked leisurely like before, but ran straight to this side with its thick thighs, and when it ran, Mu Qingyang was thinking about whether he was going to retreat with the convoy? There was no way, things had developed to the worst side he expected, the Type 65 double-barreled 37 cannon was ineffective against the cyclops, or the layer of scale armor that grew on it, and at the moment there were two trenches and a row of barricades made up of abandoned cars in front of it, but what if it was broken through and dismantled? There are only two paths, forward and backward. It is impossible to move forward, the road ahead has been blocked by hundreds of broken car wreckage, even if you fight for losses, you can't rush through, and backwards you have to face tens of thousands of corpses, then you have to depend on luck, if you are lucky, you can escape a third of the vehicles, and if you are unlucky, you will have to be wiped out.

While he was thinking, the one-eyed troll had reached the second trench at a distance of three hundred meters, and in this trench it did not do much entanglement, and with a single stretch of its claws, it brought its body over and ran again at an accelerated speed.

The second trench is where Mu Qingyang arranges the tripping rope, the metal chain that can cause absolute restraint to the ghoul is ineffective on the one-eyed troll's legs, its steps are too big, and it can often fly the chain between the ups and downs, even if there are chains that intersect to entangle its legs and lock it, as a result, the moment it moves with a slight force, those seemingly solid iron chains will break into several pieces and fly away.

The tripping rope is ineffective, and the trap is also invalid, while sinking into one of its legs, its other foot drives the foot that has fallen into it to pull out quickly, and when it is pulled out, the thirty centimeter-wide trap is also useless.

When it rushed to the last trench where it was two hundred meters away, the long-silent quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun began to sing, and four long chains of light joined the roar of the anti-aircraft gun, and countless light rains set off a raging wave around the one-eyed troll, and in this rain curtain composed of broken stones and soil, the one-eyed troll was hit backwards by large-caliber armor-piercing bullets.

In the light of fire and gunsmoke, the mottled scales on the one-eyed troll's body were chiseled out by the dense armor-piercing warhead and finally blown away by the momentum generated by the explosion, the one-eyed troll's current appearance looks bad, the entire upper body is filled with flames and rain and smoke, and its body retreats again and again, in the eyes of everyone, its side seems to have gained the upper hand, as long as it works harder, it can destroy the monster in the distance.

Mu Qingyang knows, it's not enough, it's far from enough, the one-eyed troll is not even afraid of a 37mm anti-aircraft shell, and he will be killed by this bullet that is twice as small as a shell and will turn a corner? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Just when everyone was happy, a warrior military vehicle arrived at Mu Qingyang's side, and the team leader Lu Xiaobu anxiously shouted at Mu Qingyang: "The sea of corpses behind is approaching, and it will surround within half an hour at most......"

Mu Qingyang's heart chuckled, and the dwarf demon sea behind him walked for half an hour? Isn't that just a short distance behind you? He turned around sharply and looked, Damn, the dwarf demon sea was a kilometer away in the direction of the ground in a cloud-obscuring posture to this side.

The previous roar of the anti-aircraft artillery covered up the other sounds, Mu Qingyang and the eardrums of others were all shaken, and Lu Xiaobu's report in the walkie-talkie was naturally ignored, which can only be blamed on the walkie-talkie communication without vibration, and now, they are really forced to a dead end.

Mu Qingyang glanced at the boundless sea of corpses in front of him, turned his head to look at the one-eyed troll that seemed to be about to stop, and saw that the bullets of the quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun were about to be replaced. Gritting his teeth, Mu Qingyang took off the steel helmet on his head, took off a 40 rocket launcher from the warrior car, and rushed to the one-eyed troll with the rocket, the **** 40 mm rocket launcher carrying Mu Qingyang's shoulder is one of the only two individual heavy firepower in the missile base, and even the colonel in charge of logistics was surprised that there was such an old-fashioned individual heavy firepower in the arsenal.

40 fire is a copy of the former Soviet Union's RPG-7 Chinese version, is an infantry anti-tank, attack weapon, with light weight, short range, low price, suitable for a large number of equipment characteristics, in the Vietnam War, the infantry once relied on its heavy firepower with the Vietnamese army's one-on-one bayonet, in one day to break through the Vietnamese army boasted that it could hold a year of fortifications.

In the movie of the Black Hawk falling during the U.S. military's Somalia operation, it was this kind of bazooka that shot down the Black Hawk helicopter, which could have penetrated the armor plate of the main battle tank with a thickness of 110 mm and a 65-degree inclination at a distance of 300 meters, but Mu Qingyang was not confident in his launch technology, which could carry it as close as possible to the cyclops.

Mu Qingyang carried a 40 bazooka and ran in front, Li Yao and Li Qing followed, and when Mu Qingyang ran more than fifty meters away, he found that he was still followed by two small tails.

"Fuck it, what are you doing with it? Go back ......."

Mu Qingyang turned around with a bazooka and yelled at the two of them, Li Yao hesitated a little, and slightly tucked the bone shield in his hand to his chest and looked at Li Qing, Li Qing stopped and raised the large-caliber single-barreled gun in his hand on his shoulder.

Seeing that the two had stopped, Mu Qingyang ran forward again, and as he ran, the two women looked at each other and continued to follow......

"Roar ......" The one-eyed troll roared loudly, without the pain of the large-caliber bullet on his body, the one-eyed troll felt a long-lost coolness, although the previous bullet warhead blew up a lot of scale armor on its body, this can only be regarded as a little drizzle for it, its biggest reliance is not the layer of scale armor that can't even be pierced by anti-aircraft guns, but the thick skin hidden under the scale armor.

So far, although the one-eyed troll's image looked terrible, with a lot of scale armor falling off and the place where the armor had fallen off was blackened by the flames and gunsmoke, its thick skin, which was stronger than the scales, was nothing at all, and the howl before was more of an angry howl than a wounded howl.

Just as it was re-embarking on the journey with a bit of freehand, on the last line of defense composed of abandoned cars in front of it, Mu Qingyang was putting a 40 bazooka on the roof of a Santana car in front of him, tilting his head and putting his right eye on the simple scope of the 40 bazooka.

The tall body of the one-eyed troll kept shaking in the scope and moving towards this side, but Mu Qingyang's fingers holding the trigger were trembling slightly, there was only one chance, he didn't believe that the thick skin of the one-eyed troll could be stronger than the front armor plate of the 110 mm thick main battle tank, but there was no absolute in the world, he didn't know if he could hit with one hit, for this, he had to be cautious and cautious.

......A burst of white gunpowder smoke filled Mu Qingyang's whole body, and at the same time as the gunpowder smoke erupted, the rocket also spewed a tongue of fire towards the one-eyed troll in the march, Mu Qingyang in the gunpowder smoke couldn't see the situation of the rocket hitting, and there was a loud "boom" in his ears in anxiety, and then a powerful wave of air blew over from dozens of meters away to tear the white gunpowder smoke apart.

The one-eyed troll was blown to the ground, his hands and legs writhing on the ground, as if trying to struggle to do it, I don't know why, it always looked like an overturned turtle and couldn't get up.

"Opportunity?"

Mu Qingyang flashed this term in his mind, but his hands were ahead of the thoughts in his mind, he threw away the bazooka and propped it up on the front of the car with his whole body, and when he rolled off the body, the large-caliber pistol and the Lulu sword fell into his hands, and he raised his feet and ran towards the one-eyed troll who fell to the ground.

He knew that the bullets from the large-caliber pistol couldn't do any damage to the cyclops, and he just wanted to use the force of the bullets to make the cyclops lie down a little longer.

After Mu Qingyang pounced out, Li Yao shouted with a giant knife in one hand and a bone shield in the other, rushed forward and jumped on the front cover of a small car in a few steps, turned over the body and chased Mu Qingyang's back and ran towards the one-eyed troll, Li Qing did not rush over, she took out two 12.7 mm large-caliber bullets from the leather ammunition bag on her waist and put them on the body in front of her that was somewhat painted and rusted, holding a single-barreled gun on guard.

Mu Qingyang didn't know anything about Li Yao who was following behind him, at this moment he only had the one-eyed troll on the ground and struggling, the ground where the one-eyed troll was lying was thrown away countless deep grooves because of its violent struggle, and a huge scorch mark appeared on its neck somewhere, and there was no hole in the charred skin, but its neck was unnaturally twisted to the side. Seeing this, Mu Qingyang's heart "groaned" and his legs were weak for a while, and he almost couldn't hold it and fell to the ground, and he found two 40 rocket launchers and 12 40 mm rockets from the far corner of the warehouse, which happened to be the equipment of a squad, and the original owner had already forgotten them, but the colonel was familiar with this 40 fire, which has the largest amount of equipment in active service in China.

Originally, after getting his hands, Mu Qingyang was excited with regret, excited that he had equipment that could solve the ghoul with a single soldier, but it was a pity that the ammunition of this rocket was too small, and when he wanted to use this main force that claimed to have produced millions to clean up the one-eyed troll at the last moment, he had a cup......

The 40 rockets that claimed to be able to penetrate 110 mm military armor plates actually only made the one-eyed troll twist his neck, which made Mu Qingyang hesitate a little, thinking that he was here to pick up the dead fish, but when he came to him, he found that it was a big shark jumping around.

Time is life, especially who is still at this most critical juncture, he can't let him think too much, if he doesn't enter, he still understands the truth, and scolded in his heart: "Damn, I haven't heard that bazookas also have a shelf life." He slipped his pistol into his holster, drew his sword, and ran towards the struggling one-eyed troll with both blades in both hands. (To be continued.) )