Chapter 198 Crisis, Critical

The continuous clicking sound of the Bayi rifle slowly weakened until it stopped completely, and now only the sound of the Garand rifle, which was as crisp as fried beans, continued to sound.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the big rats crawling around on the ground, and was about to pull out the horn cone to kill those big rats, there are so many that he can't control so much, can he kill a few and kill a few...... A ...... Two ...... Three ...... The three lucky big mice jumped to the ground, saw Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was busy in front of the iron gate, instantly accelerated and rushed towards him, just started, a long-handled straight knife with a flash of cold light swept over them on the hard black earth, as the long knife was withdrawn, the two big mice became two-legged mice, and the other turned around and was waiting to pounce on the comer, the "brush ......" long knife was split from the air, the big mouse was evenly split into two, the hands holding the handle of the knife were slightly raised, and the long knife that split the mouse embedded in the ground was withdrawn.

Guo Fei arrived, he stood under the root of the wall full of rat corpses, the dead mice under the root of the wall have been piled up into a small bag with a height of meters, some of the mice that were beaten to death are still struggling with their legs, Guo Fei is very stable under the wall, no matter how many big mice come down, he has turned into dead rats with a knife, but it is not long, with the rapid swing of the long knife in Guo Fei's hand, his physical strength is slowly consumed, but the falling mice are more and more, the Garand rifle can only hold eight bullets, as the riflemen reload the bullets, The sudden increase in the number of big rats caught Guo Fei off guard, and he could only swing the long knife faster and faster, and as his movements accelerated, his physical strength gradually couldn't keep up.

In the end, three mice crossed him and pounced on Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was standing in front of the iron gate, "pop pop ......" three gunshots, Shangguan Qiaoyun took her m1911a1, and slowly walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side to guard behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't look at Shangguan Qiaoyun, he was very anxious now, there were only 100 bullets on the combat team, and now it should have bottomed out, but it was not a few scattered, but overwhelmingly pouring in.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to stir up the keyhole, and the gunshots that did not stop for a moment finally fell, and the mice on the wall jumped down like raindrops from a few scattered dozens, and the pistol in Shangguan Qiaoyun's hand kept sending bullets into the body of the pounced mice, ......and the 7 bullets in her M1911A1 pistol had been shot out.

As soon as the holster on Zhang Xiaoqiang's waist was loosened, it was Shangguan Qiaoyun who pulled out his desert eagle, "touching the ......" A big mouse that jumped in the air was beaten into a ball of plasma by a large-caliber bullet and fell in all directions, but Shangguan Qiaoyun, who was holding a gun in both hands, was rebounded by the strong recoil and stood unsteadily, and his back suddenly smashed into the iron door that Zhang Xiaoqiang was working on.

Maybe the iron door has reached the critical point that will be opened at the end, and the "Tong ......" iron door bounced inward, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and Shangguan Qiaoyun also rolled in with the suddenly opened big iron door.

Behind the door is also a slope like an arsenal, Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hands around trying to grab something to fix his body, but the cement floor was too smooth, and his upper hand only hugged a soft body, which was Shangguan Qiaoyun's body, he hugged Shangguan Qiaoyun tightly and kept rolling down until his head hit a big wooden box.

It was dark all around, Zhang Xiaoqiang was dizzy and helped Shangguan Qiaoyun on the ground up, he looked at the door in front of him that seemed to be hanging in mid-air and shining through the light, touched the big wooden box behind him, and quickly let go of Shangguan Qiaoyun who was tired of him in his arms, and hurriedly took out the flashlight from the shoulder bag and turned on the power switch.

The bright pillar of light tore apart the deep darkness around him, and countless large wooden boxes stood quietly beside him, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the big wooden boxes around him, his eyes looked at the corner under the slope of the gate with the flashlight.

When the flashlight in his hand shone on the rows of wooden shelves, lined with iron ammunition boxes painted with green paint, a muffled sound came faintly from outside the door, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what was happening outside, he unconsciously took Shangguan Qiaoyun's smooth and soft little hand and ran towards the ammunition box over there, just ran to the ammunition box, he felt that the light of the gate was dim.

A figure ran towards Zhang Xiaoqiang with the light on his back, but it was Wang Chong, who was sweating profusely, and Zhang Xiaoqiang swept it with a flashlight to see that it was Wang Chong.

"What exploded?" Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know the current situation outside and asked, he knew that when he and Shangguan Qiaoyun fell in, the outside was already in danger, and he saw that the rat frenzy was about to pour in.

Sweating profusely, Wang Chong sat down twice and took two deep breaths before saying, "Uh...... It was the grenade that Brother Cockroach gave me last time, I didn't look right and learned to throw it out, and now those things are temporarily blocked, and the third captain is leading people to clean up the rest, I'll come in and see if there's anything I can help with. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it, the last time he threw out the scary grenade in the cave, he was picked up by Wang Chong, he wanted to return it to himself, he didn't give it to him at that time, but he didn't expect that at the most critical juncture, this grenade forgotten by Zhang Xiaoqiang played an unimaginable role, it can be said that without this grenade, Zhang Xiaoqiang and they are absolutely wiped out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wang Chong Shangguan Qiaoyun returned to the watchtower with two boxes of ammunition, and the magazines full of bullets were distributed to the team members, and the Bayi rifles replaced the Garand rifles, when the fire of more than 40 rifles blocked the wall, no big rat could jump into the wall, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the battle line had stabilized, so he went downstairs to see the inventory of the ammunition depot.

Guo Fei sat on the ground under the watchtower, holding a piece of mouse skin that he had peeled off in his hand and slowly wiping the straight knife, he wiped it very carefully, his expression was very focused, he wiped it too attentively, and even ignored the wound on his face that was torn by the mouse's paws.

His face was pulled out of a wound by the mouse's paw from right to left from the corner of the right eye until the bridge of his nose did not stop, and in the middle of the flesh that was turned over, blood stains continued to flow along his cheeks, and a drop of blood flowed onto the straight knife in his hand, dripping a little blood-colored petal on the smooth knife surface, and then slowly wiped off by the mouse skin in his hand.

He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's big feet standing in front of him, looked up and lowered his head to wipe slowly, as if he couldn't feel his existence anymore, except for the straight knife in his hand, everything was nothing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in the ammunition depot full of wooden boxes, and Wang Chong behind him kept moving boxes of Bayi rifle ammunition outside, Zhang Xiaoqiang now does not have to worry about the gathering of rats for the time being, as long as the bullets can be supplied, they will not be in any danger.

A large wooden box was opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang, a piece of ammunition tightly wrapped in oiled paper was tightly lined up in the wooden box, and a letter was taken out casually and scattered, the oily brass bullet shell was faintly shining under the flashlight, and as the bullet envelopes in each wooden box were opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang, a pointed bullet flashed under the flashlight.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found that most of the bullets here are similar in size, all 7.62 mm bullets, the diameter is the same, the only difference is the length of the bullet, the longest is the bullet of the heavy machine gun, the medium is the light machine gun bullet, it is the rifle bullet, the shortest is the pistol bullet, as for the bullets of other specifications......