Smack - a crisp gunshot, rippling through the valley, making everyone's heads tight. This was the first battle Niu Jingtao participated in, and the first shot fired, the handle of the gun was too tightly clenched by him, the finger muscles were too stiff, and he used too much force when pulling the trigger, causing the muzzle to shake.

The bullet swept past the first person who was being targeted in a panic, missed the second person, and struck the third person in the shoulder.

The ghouls and the volunteers lay down in unison, lying down on both sides of the path, looking down from the valley on the side, like a string of cruising fish lying below.

The ghost mecha's eyes glowed red, and he rushed towards Niu Jingtao as soon as possible.

Aslan silently counted for five seconds, and the ghost mecha rushed out of a distance of dozens of meters.

Dada......

The recovery of mana in this world is very slow, but the spiritual power has not affected it at all.

Aslan tried his best to control the flame rune machine gun to adapt to the beating of the machine gun, following the rhythm of the tremor to fuse his body with the machine gun, covering the bullets fired from the trajectory with mental power, and then under the influence of mental power, he began the mission of harvesting.

The trajectory started from the first ghoul army, and swept backwards in a steady and continuous manner, shooting a series of continuous fireworks on the ground, evenly spaced, making a small arc of orbit change, connecting the bodies lying on the ground into an irregular arc, until it was close to the end of the team.

Quickly pulled out the empty magazine, threw it to Chen Youkun on the right, and then inserted the second magazine. Unable to observe the effect of the first magazine closely, Aslan mentally judged that he had hit seven, and the actual result was seven dead and five wounded.

The ghost mecha that was originally going to catch up with Niu Jingtao had to be withdrawn, and if the flame machine gun on the hillside was not resolved, their team would really be finished.

Dada, dada, dada......

The second magazine, Aslan, became a burst shot, on the one hand, for precision killing, and on the other hand, it was also to leave more time for Chen Youkun to reload.

This time, the focus is on taking care of the dozen or so ghoul army in front of them, and as long as they are moving, they will take care of the target first. The gunshots were beaten into a small beat similar to the rhythm of music, sounding three times and two times, accompanied by the splash of blood mist, and the rhythm of joy.

The last bullet was discharged, and Aslan casually shouted "Load!", and at the same time quickly pulled out the empty magazine and threw it to Chen Youkun. Hearing this, Chen Youkun immediately handed over the previous magazine that had not yet been filled, and replied: "It seems to be seventeen!" and then took the empty magazine and reloaded.

Aslan has a black line, this stupid donkey, can't even count them.

The jet engine behind the ghost mecha was at its maximum, and it had already rushed halfway up the hill, raising its hand and two barrels stretched out, glowing red, ready to shoot at Aslan.

A strange smile appeared on Aslan's mouth, and the pilot of the ghost mecha was a little stunned, and the next moment he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

A big iron rod the size of a casserole appeared in front of him, although he didn't know what it was, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong and wanted to dodge, but he was in mid-air, he couldn't turn his body at all, he could only watch the black tube glow red, and the next moment he didn't remember anything.

Or you can't feel it at all, as soon as the cannon blasts out, the upper body of the ghost mecha is directly vaporized, and there is not even a bit of iron slag left.

Xu Sanchao was also frightened by the power of the magic guide cannon.

Aslan ignored it and continued his shooting.

The effect of the second magazine Aslan mentally judged that he had hit nine, and the actual result was ten dead and twelve wounded, and four three-shot shots and four two-shot shots were all hit.

Eighteen bullets were said by the stupid donkey to be seventeen.

"Don't waste ammo, I'll do that. Aslan shouted without raising his head.

Xu Sanchao, who originally planned to do it again, had to put down the magic guide cannon, and he was reluctant to give up.

This thing thief is powerful.

The third wave of point fire began immediately, and this time the enemy had already passed the initial period of panic, reacted, and finally began to adjust their posture to pay attention to the slope crest on the side, and began to raise their guns to return fire.

It's just that this time it was Bao Mi'er and Xu Ziyun's turn to be powerful, and they couldn't hit at first, but when they got used to the gun in their hands, with the assistance of the scope, the hit rate began to gradually increase.

At this time, more than eighty-ten percent of the forty-six enemy casualties were lost, and none of the ghouls were spared, only six or seven volunteers were left unscathed, and the rest were moaning and wailing on the ground.

It's really blind, and the occasional shot back is also a knee-jerk reaction in fear, not to mention the accuracy effect.

Niu Jingtao slowly touched back to his original position, although this kid was scared but also excited, he wanted to wait for the opportunity, he wanted to do his best to help Aslan reduce the pressure, he wanted to become a real warrior.

So he kept an eye on the enemy but didn't leave, and seeing that the situation in the valley in front of him was getting better and better, his nervousness faded. At this time, he raised Qing Weizao again, and followed it out with one, two, and three shots, the more he hit, the more stable he became, and the more he hit, the more stable he became, and finally focused on shooting.

Chen Youkun was dumbfounded, and Aslan, who was concentrating on shooting more than ten meters away, gave him an impressive lesson.

My grandmother, alas, the machine gun can be fought like this? These are more than 40 enemies, not face pockets, and the two magazines have been almost uninterrupted? In my hand is a burning stick, and in other people, it is a peerless murder weapon? Especially the black pipe the size of a casserole, which actually killed the invincible ghost mecha in seconds?

Chen Youkun twisted his neck and stared blankly at Aslan's grim face, he was finally no longer afraid, as if there was this boss, even if the mecha of the ghoul army was just a food delivery.

He couldn't help but marvel at his initial judgment, and at the same time secretly made up his mind that when he returned, he must join the army of the Heavenly Boss, and the troops with him were simply the nemesis of the ghoul army.

Looking at the silent battlefield, Aslan couldn't help but gasp.

It's not that I'm tired, but that my mental power is excessively consumed, and using mental power to control the trajectory can improve the accuracy of shooting several times, just look at the corpses of the ghoul army at the bottom, and the hit rate of continuous shooting is higher than that of rifle point shooting.

After taking a deep breath and recovering his mental strength, Aslan took the lead in running towards the location of the ghost mecha, in his eyes, the value of the entire valley was not as valuable as the paper money from the ghost mecha in front of him, which only had half of the ghost mecha left.

dragged out the corpse that only half of the body was left and threw it aside, and checked the situation of the ghost mecha, as he expected, this is only the lowest-level mecha, and the weapons and power engines on it can still be used, which really makes Aslan happy, it is really the weapons and equipment of the Qing Guards are too bad, and they are unsightly.