When it comes to positional warfare, the grenadiers do have a unique advantage. Each grenadier could throw more than a kilometer at full strength, and at a distance of less than six hundred meters, they threw with considerable precision. If you wish, thirty grenades can be thrown into a circle with a radius of one meter. And they have a lot of special tricks that can change the direction of a thrown heavy grenade in the moment before it explodes, and even control the direction and position of the bounce quite precisely.

However, when it comes to firepower suppression, the Grenadier is still no match for the heavy artillery. In the artillery position behind the hill, a total of eight old heavy guns roared.

When the cannon sounded, the faces of several generals changed, but it still took nearly a second to react, and they all shouted: "Disperse!" "Their speed is very fast, one second is enough for the generals to withdraw from the heavy artillery area, but there are many free folk fighters who are not good at speed.

Eight roars rang out almost simultaneously, and the distribution of the shells was unusually even. After the earth-shaking explosion passed, the originally crowded team turned into a hollow ring, with eight huge craters in the center. At a glance, the generals knew that at least a dozen soldiers had been killed and wounded under this round of shelling. If they had been reminded one second earlier, several lives could have been saved. But it's not their fault, after fighting with the indigenous tribes and mutant monsters for a long time, they almost forgot about the fact that there was still artillery preparation.

Another round of artillery rang out, this time targeting the grenadiers and coverers in front of the assault.

And so another spectacular blast belt stretched across the land. The grenadiers dispersed long before the shells fell, but a few intrepid grenadiers threw heavy grenades at their opponents in the face of the fire. Not to mention whether the grenade can be thrown at an artillery position three kilometers away, it is a tragedy in itself that the grenadiers want to compete with the heavy artillery to suppress the artillery fire.

The generals were pale-faced, they never thought that old artillery could do so much damage. There was also a reason why the Empire did not use artillery, grenadiers were enough to suppress fire, and carrying heavy artillery meant extremely poor passage and limited marching speed and route. It is simply not possible to reach the all-terrain level of a team of a few hundred men, and to march more than a hundred kilometers in a day under the most difficult terrain and meteorological conditions.

A general, with a dozen fighters who were proficient in speed and sniping, broke away from the array and made a large circle, ready to take out the artillery position. The rest of the warriors began to regroup and build positions, and dozens of them, led by two generals, began to launch a tentative attack on the enemy. There were more than 2,000 fighters on the opposite position, but a few dozen freeman fighters were on the attacking side.

Bullets rained down. The ferocious crossfire gave the generals a little headache, although ordinary bullets were just slightly larger dust and sand for them, but there were too many of them, and they poured over, which inevitably affected their sight and mood.

The strength of the capable was on full display at this moment, and the warriors were passing through the rain of bullets, most of the bullets were flashed one by one, and occasionally only minor flesh wounds were hit. The two generals were even more ferocious, and even heavy machine gun bullets could not penetrate their chest muscles. Behind the charging front, dozens of freefolk fighters armed with sniper rifles, acting as fire support. Their shots are so precise that they can even send bullets flying through the firing holes of machine gun bunkers, sniping the shooters inside.

In the charge of the first few hundred meters, the generals had already found that most of the people in the opposite position were only a little stronger than the ordinary soldiers of the standard reinforcement, and there were not many people with truly noteworthy powerful abilities. So the two generals smirked and roared to launch the final charge!

However, with Su's several orders, the oncoming bullet rain suddenly concentrated, and the firepower density instantly increased several times! Several of the freedfolk warriors were then brought down by an unexpectedly violent stream of bullets, and the bullets forcibly weaved a barrage between the general and the freedfolk warriors. The rest of the freedfolk warriors immediately fell alertly to the ground, dodging the stray bullets. But the feeling of danger immediately enveloped the entire battlefield, and when most of the people were still at a loss, the general who rushed to the front suddenly shouted: "Hide from the shelling!" ”

Once again, a shrill whistling rang out in the sky, drowned out by the continuous sound of explosions and bullets that still raged on the battlefield, so that many of the soldiers could not react. A general in front of him suddenly rolled over and fell to the ground, lying on his back on the ground, and kept shooting into the sky with a large-caliber assault rifle that he had grabbed casually. There was a sudden thunderstorm in the air, two shells were exploded in the air, and they also caused the death of another shell. But more shells reached the intended strike site, and this round of shelling sent away several charging freeman fighters.

The precision of the shelling is chilling.

The general rolled over, he was already less than fifty meters from the front of the position, so the rain of bullets he faced was desperately dense. He had already flashed out ten meters with a sidewalk, and then he was ready to break into the position and start killing! At this moment, a deep chill suddenly hit my heart, it was an instinct for danger! Without thinking, the general immediately fell sideways, and another series of rolls happened to dodge a few large-caliber sniper rounds. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the muzzles of at least seven or eight sniper rifles moving with him.

"Damn it! It's an adjutant of sniper specialization! The general instantly recognized the identities of these men. But suddenly the muzzle of a gun caught his attention, almost instinctively out of fear of predators, and he saw it at a glance in a pile of identical-looking standard guns.

Time seemed to slow down in an instant, and the general's gaze slowly moved to the muzzle of the gun, and then followed the sniper rifle to the man holding the gun. The beautiful man with pale blonde hair should be the one who killed Murray. But where does his muzzle mean?

After thinking for a while, the general reacted, his body was dodging, and Su's muzzle pointed at the position where he would appear in the next moment!

At the moment of life and death, the general suddenly raised his arms and blocked the vital point in his chest with the armor on his arms. With a bang, he only felt a heavy hammer hit his arm, and his entire left arm began to go numb, and cracks were cracked everywhere in the hard alloy arm armor. At a distance of several hundred meters, the power of a special 20-caliber sniper rifle is difficult for the general to withstand.

The heavy hammer smashed five times in a row, and the next and lower were all smashed in the same place, and even though the general was still moving at high speed, the landing point did not deviate by even a millimeter. The armour had long since shattered, and the blood mist continued to burst open. By the time the fifth hammer fell, the general's left arm finally cracked bones, shattering his entire elbow.

P: Let's change a part of it first. U