For the first time, a gun was held on a real battlefield.

For the first time, a real enemy was aimed at a real enemy, and the gun was loaded with a real tungsten core armor-piercing projectile.

What was Gu Tie thinking in his heart?

The 16-round drum is lighter, making the overall gun lighter and easier to control. Gu Tie stabilized the muzzle of the gun faster, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation. The muzzle of the gun popped softly, and the butt of the gun smacked slightly against the shoulder, as soft as a lover's touch. A bullet shot out of the muzzle of the gun, striking a sharp gunner in the back, easily piercing through the inferior armor and almost jumping to the ground. The other Sharp Gunner was not slow to react, and immediately crouched down and hid behind the tower's guardrail.

Gu Tie tensed his body and prepared to bear the impact, but instead of waiting for the expected recoil, he was a little unaccustomed to it. He pressed his shoulder against the butt, and with his right hand habitually released the handle of the gun, intending to grab the bolt and pull it, but the pull of the bolt seemed to be different from usual. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he didn't need to pull the bolt anymore, and couldn't help sighing: "Yes, this is a good gun!"

He gripped the handle of his gun again, took aim at the tower, and fired at the tower's guardrail. The muzzle of the gun continued to pop softly, the barrel continued to expand and contract, and the butt gently squeezed the shoulder, and three bullets were fired unconsciously. The guardrails of the towers are just wooden rows surrounded by rusty iron plates, which can only protect against ordinary bullets, and have little effect on professional tungsten core armor-piercing bullets. The bullet easily pierced the guardrail, hitting the Rui gunman hiding behind, causing the guy to scream.

The scream was sharp enough that the slaves on the farm immediately stopped working, looked back at the tower, and looked at each other again. Then they ran away together. The whole village was shaken, and out of the houses came some dwarf women and children, staring and probing their brains, almost all of them with guns, and they were all armed. Gu Tie heard the door of the house next to him squeak open, so he pulled out the **** like lightning and turned around to be on guard, but saw a little ghost walking out of the door. It's definitely a child. He was only a little taller than Red and White, his scalp was shaved, and his face was painted with colorful paint.

Gu Tie couldn't bear to shoot. said coldly: "Go back, don't come out." ”

The dwarf imp shrank back into the house, and then rushed out with a big **** of equal length. There was still a grunt and curse in his mouth. Gu Tie was startled and shot the little ghost in the head. The powerful bullet shot into the imp's forehead, directly opening the entire back of his head, and spraying brain and blood all over the ground. After the shot, he realized that he had shot a child and couldn't help but curse: "Fuck, what's going on, you little devil...... Holy shit, what the fuck is going on......"

Before he could calm down, another dwarf imp rushed out. This little imp has a mohican head full of personality. Wearing a blood-stained ghost mask, he rushed out with a large grenade in the posture of Dong Cunrui blowing up the bunker. Gu Tie's eyesight was still sharp, and when he saw that the safety pin of the grenade had been removed, he immediately shot the imp in the head, and then turned around and strode away.

"Damn it. Are these dead imps born brain-dead or have they been brainwashed by the day after tomorrow?" Gu Tie scolded as he ran.

The headshot imp fell to the ground, the grenade fell to the ground with a thud, and then half of the house collapsed with a bang. A terrible whistle erupted in the village, and all the women and imps retreated into the house, but the muzzles of their guns stuck out of the windows. Adult men took to the streets with their weapons, all wearing tin helmets. Wearing inferior iron armor - these armors are not necessarily iron, but the material is very thin, the workmanship is also very poor, and the rust is mottled, and it looks like an inferior iron sheet. The militiamen drove the tin carts to the middle of the road to make shelters, and then threw some disc-shaped mines into the streets, quickly forming a defensive line.

"These natives are too professional, and this is still a dwarf native, one of the weakest in combat effectiveness. ”

Next to the half-collapsed dilapidated house, Gu Tie peeked at this scene, secretly shocked in his heart, and became more vigilant. He put the **** back into his holster, picked up his sniper rifle and aimed it at a dwarf militia who hadn't been hidden. He aimed at the dwarf's back, but fired in a hurry, not fully stabilizing the muzzle, and the bullet hit the lower back. The gnome militia fell screaming, and the other dwarf militia immediately opened fire. The surrounding houses were also slamming into fire, and the fire was extremely ferocious.

Gu Tie turned away from the corner and quickly rushed to the other side of the house with his swift technique. Further ahead was the backyard of another dilapidated house, with several windows with gun barrels sticking out or people bobbing their heads. Gu Tie took off a grenade, pulled out the safety pin, and grabbed the grenade with his psionic hand and sent it into the window. A violent explosion ensued inside the room, and the outstretched barrel and the shaking head all retracted.

Gu Tie rushed up and kicked open the back door, and walked into the smoke-filled house, looking for the body that had just been killed. Two bloody women, four and a half children, all armed not far from the corpse. "People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, I have become the most shameless slaughterer of women and children. Gu Tie sighed secretly, collected all the corpses together, and then used the gun cartridge creation technique to refine the corpses into bullets, and then unloaded the tungsten core armor-piercing bullets used now, and loaded the refined bone bullets into the gun - this is because tungsten core armor-piercing bullets are more precious, and bone bullets can be made from anywhere, of course, they must be used first.

When he was ready, he walked through the broken hall and walked to the front window along the street to peek outside. There was no one on the street, but someone in the window hole across the street was poking his head out with a gun. Their eyesight is obviously not as good as Gu Tie, obviously they are both inside the window and looking out, but Gu Tie sees them, they don't see Gu Tie. Gu Tie hesitated for a moment, but still aimed at these windows to shoot.

After a few shots, there was no more swaying of human heads in these windows.

Gu Tie quickly retreated to the back door, and clearly heard the clatter of metal grinding outside. There were dwarf militias approaching, and there were quite a few of them, and the inferior iron armor clicked and clicked at the slightest movement, revealing their numbers and location like bells. Gu Tie looked at the shattered houses and saw the cracked roofs moved. He crawled under the roof with arachnism, sliced through it with his shaped sword, and then grabbed a table with his psionic hand and threw it through the back door.

The gnome militia was nervously approaching. As soon as he saw something whizzing out of the back door, he immediately fired a fierce shot. Gu Tie took the opportunity to climb onto the roof, crawled to the edge of the roof, and aimed at the dwarf militia to shoot continuously. The dwarf militiamen were firing heavily at the table, completely unaware of the attack on the roof, and without cover, four or five were shot down at once. The remaining militiamen sought shelter and hid. He didn't show his head for a while. Gu Tie didn't entangle with them, and dragged the corpse back to the house with his psionic hand, and then retreated back to the house himself. Refine the corpse into bullets again......

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Some of the dilapidated houses were on fire, some were smoking, but there were no gunshots. There were no screams, as quiet as a cemetery. Gu Tie sat in the dead iron factory, covering the scar on his chin with one hand, looking at a corpse on the ground in a daze. This is a little ghost smaller than red and white, and when he was discovered by Gu Tie, he was hiding in the cabinet motionless, looking very scared. Gu Tie pointed a gun at the head of this little ghost, but he really couldn't bear to pull the trigger. But when the imp saw the weakness in his eyes, he showed a fierce face, and rushed out of the cabinet like a mad dog with a saw blade. A bloody cut was made on Gu Tie's chin.

Gu Tie fell to death this little ghost, but his mood also became very bad, disgusted with himself and the world.

"That's the reality. Venom walked into the factory, followed by fluttering starstones.

Gu Tie was silent for a moment. He said, "Won't they be afraid, don't they know how to run away?"

"Yes, they will be afraid, and when they flee, they will be sharper than the Italian soldiers of the earth. But their thinking is not the same as that of the earthlings, and it is different from any civilization. Killing the ruins is a world where the law of the jungle is the only law. The lives that can survive in the ruins of killing are the toughest and most ferocious. Venom stared at the corpse on the ground and said coldly: "When they encounter a strong enemy, their first thought is not 'escape' and 'save their lives', but how to kill the strong enemy. Even if the probability is only one percent, they will do it without hesitation. Because they think very clearly, if you don't kill you today, you may be murdered by your companions tomorrow, you may be murdered by monsters the day after tomorrow, and you may be killed by other things the day after tomorrow, and that's it. ”

Gu Tie sighed: "This is too fierce, is it true that the natives who kill the ruins are like this?"

"People in neutral cities are more conservative and reserved, but not neutral natives...... The gnomes are still kind, and the other natives are even dangerous to babies. Venom said coldly, "Two years ago, I had a conflict with the natives of a territory. A native mother left a crying baby at the door, and I concentrated on chasing the adult, and passed by the baby unsuspectingly, only to have the baby explode. The mother hid a high-explosive bomb under the baby's body. Thankfully, the bomb wasn't enough to kill the Lonns. ”

"I ...... **. Gu Tie was extremely entangled, and unconsciously spewed out a combination of Chinese and Western curses.

"Convoys from several nearby villages are coming to support, what should you do?" Venom asked.

"Ambush on the road. Gu Tie said.

"If there is only one team, this advice can be tried, but it is not the best strategy. You are too weak now, and your self-blame and compassion have severely reduced your intelligence. Venom said unceremoniously: "The best tactic is to avoid the real and retreat here to support, you avoid the road, go to other villages from the forest path, and shoot everyone you see." You have to watch out for dust on the driveway, and when you see a support convoy, make another detour to the next village. The enemy is bright and dark, the enemy is big and I am small, and it stabs the enemy's soft underbelly again and again, creating fear and confusion until we draw out our goal. Minimal risk, maximum effect. ”

Gu Tie stared at the corpse on the ground without saying a word for a while before asking, "Teacher, you also fought like this?"

"Compared to my experience, this place is not bloody and cruel. Venom stared at Gu Tie and said categorically.

Gu Tie was silent for a while, then suddenly gritted his teeth and raised the gun, Huo Ran turned around and strode away. Xingcai Shi glanced at the venom with a stiff face, and shouted to Gu Tie: "Hey, master, where are you going?" Gu Tie didn't answer, he stopped when he walked to the door of the factory, looked at the sky in a daze for a while, and then roared loudly: "In order to match with a witch, I can only be a demon king, where else can I go?"

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In a house in the thick mist, the Lord of Red Clay Town, Goldbeard, roared angrily, and the sound of cursing echoed through the cave like rolling thunder. The spit spittle squirted out like a faucet, making the subordinates in front of him all over their faces, and there were countless indirect kisses. The subordinates were so frightened that they all shrunk their necks, desperately hoping that they would soon become dwarfs and attract a little less of the boss's wrath. After the golden beard crackled and scolded, he shot one of the most unpleasant heads, and yelled at the others: "Why are all sissy rotten piglets still stunned, and don't you take the sturdy Scout to intercept that hillbilly?"

The subordinates secretly looked at each other and passed the buck with their eyes. In the end, the most useless subordinate couldn't stand the persecution of his colleagues, and pitifully took the initiative to say: "Boss...... That one...... The idle Scouts (the bandits' local vernacular) have been sent out. The rest of Scout is helping ...... Those lords are working, if they are sent...... That ......"

The golden beard's face was immediately squeezed into a ball, and he was so angry that his beer belly rippled for a while, and he grabbed this head and beat it hard with ****, and the flesh and blood were blurred in three or two strokes. He kicked the unlucky bastard away, then gasped for breath and rushed to the foggy open-air factory. A huge spaceship shaped like a large lobster is moored here, and thousands of native craftsmen are climbing up and down on the ship, some welding decks, some carrying goods, people coming and going, busy with people. Four cloaked, hooded mysterious men are standing around the ship, directing the work of the natives with a roaring sound similar to rolling thunder.

Goldbeard rushed to the tallest mysterious man, lowered his voice and said, "Master Baiwang, one of the most filthy hillbillies is running around on my territory, specializing in mother-in-law and cubs. The Scout we sent out wasn't enough to contain this dead hillbilly, we needed more Scouts. But my Scout is helping you fix the ship, so why do you have to help me kill this hillbilly. ”

The White King stood silently for a while, and spat out a quaint, old voice from his hood: "You know...... Where did this killer come from?"

"Definitely the three leaf sissies from the north, I robbed their cellar last week and raped a bunch of women. It's also possible to have a big car in the northwest, and when they raced last month, they used an accelerant made by the Scotts, and it rushed like a rocket. ...... to the west," Goldbeard muttered a dozen enemies who could take revenge......

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ps: It's late to update again.,I have a bad cold.,Codewords while sneezing.,As a result, the screen is full of snot stars.,It's so disgusting.,Wipe it off immediately.。 (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)