Five minutes have passed, he has shot and killed more than a dozen lower-level commanders of the crab clan and lobster clan, and he did not ask for his own gun headshot in the current battlefield situation, he can see that the strong defense of these two races is the carapace on the back, to say that the front of the body, there is basically no resistance to this kind of bullet.

The long, narrow eyes of the earthy yellow of the sky actually appeared a strange red color at this time, and it was obvious that such an efficient killing made the young man red-eyed.

The number of Sea Clan commanders he commanded Barre Special to kill also reached nine, and because of the design principle of his sniper gun, as long as it hits the human body, it basically appears as a big hole, which looks more likely to make people's blood boil.

The Minotaur warriors, who had resisted all morning, withdrew to the safety line, and they were more or less wounded, but most of them were skin wounds.

After retreating, they didn't wait to take a good breath and rest, the deafening body of the spear and the sea clan warriors who kept dying on the ground stimulated them all to gear up, staring at the kobolds who were shooting.

Many people suddenly felt a little depressed in their hearts, how long has it been, but the crab clan and lobster clan who were killed and disabled should be a few thousand, which is much happier than the lifeless and fearful we just now.

Of course, these people just complained a few words, and they all understood that the current firearm production capacity in Donghai Town was seriously insufficient, and almost all the inventory that was produced on the battlefield at this time was pulled.

Some of the minotaurs ran to the two Gatlings again, and looked at the long tongues of fire that were constantly sprayed from the muzzles of the six guns, and then saw the sea people who had been hit by the guns in the distance cramped a few times and turned into a cold corpse, and the tower-like body couldn't help but shiver.

I guess if I was like that if I was hit, it would be like that.

The two kobold shooters were in a hurry, but it took only three or two days for Gatling to make them, and Jing Jun just explained the theoretical knowledge for half a day, and the practical operation was also half a day.

The main reason is that Lao Jing is worried about the lack of bullets, after all, this thing can only give full play to the power of terror with sufficient "food".

But after a few minutes of actual combat, the two dog brothers fought more and more easily, and saw which direction someone rushed closer, up and down the big dog teeth, both arms screamed, shaking the heavy gun body aimed at here is a fierce shot, until there is a recessed gap in the sea clan charge line, the muzzle of the gun will be adjusted to another place.

The continuous rotation of the six barrels of the Gatling does solve the problem of the barrel heating up too quickly to a certain extent, but being able to shoot for five or six minutes in a row like now has absolutely something to do with the wind chimes thickening the barrel.

The caliber is 7.62 mm, but the wall of the tube is three times the caliber, and the barrel still looks dark and shiny, and there are no obvious signs of fever.

But because of this, the wind chime did come up with a bulky and abnormal weapon, plus a chain of 2,000 rounds, and each trolley was equipped with 10,000 rounds, so it weighed nearly 300 catties.

It's really a shame that the orc warriors are strong and strong, otherwise who would use it.

But then again, the increased weight of the gun can effectively reduce the recoil of the bullet fire, so the number of Sea Clan warriors killed by these two machine guns in this battle far exceeds the number of kills of 1,000 infantry guns.

Let's talk about Baba and Zhang Mo.

The two of them were still groggy from the sound of the gunshot.

But they all knew that the direction of the battle had seriously deviated from their intended direction, especially the high-spirited Tyrant who had been fighting for the minotaur he had killed a few minutes earlier.

But first, he was knocked down by some weapon from Donghai Town, and although he was not injured, his intuition told him that it was dangerous, and then the staff officer was knocked down.

Immediately afterwards, there were screams from the front, at first he thought that his own soldiers were killing the minotaur who couldn't stop screaming, and he was still a little proud in his heart, but he didn't dare to go on stage to observe the details for the time being, but the more he listened, the more wrong it became, and those screams seemed to be made by his own soldiers.

As if to confirm his conjecture, some of the middle and lower-level commanders he could see burst their heads and die one after another, and their doubts were undiminished, and the herald at the front reported that Donghai Town had released strange weapons, and the crab clan and lobster clan had suffered heavy casualties!

The crab was startled and took the stage again regardless of the danger, but as soon as he showed up, the feeling of being frightened appeared again, "ding!" sounded, and sparks shot out.

However, he had seen the general situation clearly, and with a grim face seriously distorted, he rushed to the herald and shouted, "Say! Why didn't you report it before?"

In fact, his question was purely in vain, and he could see it clearly when he was on stage, and the soldiers of Donghai Town were just running back at that time, and there were no strange weapons in the root quilt.

But how could the little herald dare to argue with the hideous-looking general, and his mouth trembled for a long time without saying a word.

"General, that's it, we fell for that old dog's tricks, he was waiting for this opportunity from the beginning, ready to hit us hard!"

Zhang Mo pressed the wound that had stopped bleeding and walked to the side of the crab with a look of remorse.

After their octopus tentacles are broken, they will be able to grow one again in a few days......

The eyes of the crab were fierce, but Zhang Mo clearly saw a trace of panic in the eyes of this brave general, obviously he didn't know what to do now.

Zhang Mo shook his head secretly and said to the herald: "Quickly pass the order, the whole army retreats!"

"Yes!"

The herald ordered the little soldier to turn around and run away as if he had been pardoned, for fear that the general who had not made a sound for the time being would eat him.

The Crab was indeed a little panicked, he had just sent out all the 20,000 elites in his hands on this expedition, but that glance swept over, and the soldiers who had surged forward like a monstrous wave had become like small waves kissing the beach, and there was not much left.

In fact, no matter how lethal the two machine guns were, it was impossible to kill the 20,000 strong soldiers in a few minutes, and the vision of the Ba was limited.

He was stunned on the spot, did not make a sound, and acquiesced to Zhang Mo's order, in fact, he couldn't think of any other way to reverse the decline.

What happened to Donghai Town during this time, how could there be such a terrifying weapon?

No one can answer these questions for the time being, and neither can Zhang Mo......

The heralds were very responsible in conveying their orders to retreat, but the guns were too loud at the front line, and there were wounded who couldn't stop howling, and by the time the order was almost passed down, more than 2,000 more people died at gunpoint.

The surviving Sea Clan warriors twisted their butts and turned into giant cancer prawns, running fast with more legs, and they were all carrying a pair of hard carapaces after turning their bodies, so the number of people shot and killed dropped greatly.

Bullets occasionally pierced through the crowd and hit ordinary soldiers who were not protected by carapaces, but in general the casualties were greatly reduced.

They quickly retreated faster than the range of the deadly bullets behind them, leaving behind them a red-and-blue battlefield.