Flash displacement has unbeatable advantages.

No matter how tight the encirclement of the flying monster is, it is destined to be unable to swallow him.

The two M134 revolter machine guns in Chen Xuan's hands continued to fire.

Every now and then, a batwing demon or a rotten vulture would be wounded and swirl and fall to the ground.

Even if you are lucky enough not to fall to your death, you will be given a knife by nearby adventurers and mercenaries.

After taking out dozens of flying monsters, the bullet chain box ran out of bullets.

The barrel of the gun glowed with a blue glow like hot iron felt, and it was hot enough to be used for barbecue.

But it was not burned red directly like the M2 heavy machine gun.

Because the two are not the weapons of the same generation.

The M134 revolver gun was developed based on the M61 heavy Vulcan cannon.

That's why it's also called MINI Vulcan.

By the time it was introduced, the M2 heavy machine gun had been in mass production and in service for more than half a century.

Both are different in structure and process materials.

The M134 had six barrels, which were fired in turns under the turn of the motor.

The wear of each barrel does not easily reach the firing threshold within a reasonable rate of fire.

It is equivalent to six barrels "serving" this gun.

And it has two barrel specifications, one is carbon steel dominated by high-alloy chromium-molybdenum steel.

This alloy barrel is now widely used in most standard rifles.

For example, the well-known AR series rifles.

The second is stainless steel, mainly 416 stainless steel, with 12% ~ 14% chromium, low carbon content, good corrosion resistance, and good processing quality.

After being manufactured into a barrel, the service life is generally stronger than that of a carbon steel barrel.

Its tensile strength can reach 7030.69 kilograms force per square centimeter (kgf/cm).

The Rockwell hardness value is usually between 25-32.

The difference is that the cost of stainless steel barrels is higher than that of carbon steel.

It is not yet widely available in standard rifles, but most of the precision marksman rifles that have been introduced since then have stainless steel barrels.

The M134 vehicle machine gun is said to be a "newcomer", but it has also been in service for seventy or eighty years.

During this period, it has undergone many facelifts and design enhancements, and has been completely updated, with a more durable barrel and a longer shooting life.

Of course, the M134 is a rapid-fire weapon after all, with a maximum rate of fire several times higher than that of the M2 heavy machine gun, plus it has more electrified parts, and the comprehensive attrition rate can only be said to be half a catty.

But in the current situation of war, it is still very powerful.

As long as Chen Xuan is willing, after replacing it with a new chain box, these two M134 heavy machine guns can fight again!

It's just that the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is not much time left for him.

He had only five M134 machine guns in total.

In a hurry, Surapi couldn't get more good goods.

I can only wait for that batch of second-hand bacteria to aid the United States after all the equipment is in place.

Use the storage compartment's ability to quickly put away your weapons.

The monsters below have advanced to the third echelon.

The adventurers and mercenaries fought and retreated under the command of Tansen Mars, retreating towards the last place where the large magic circle was arranged.

There will be time for them to evacuate back to the tower.

As the distance progressed, the attack of the ranged monsters suddenly stalled.

They also need to move their positions closer to the makeshift line to ensure that the range covers the rear.

However, under the situation of flying monsters following up one after another, the pressure on the defenders of the defense line has not been relieved much.

The dozens of flying monsters that Chen Xuan killed were just the tip of the iceberg.

After the first encirclement was fruitless, most of the flying monsters decisively changed their target.

Only a small group remained grappling with him, and the rest all threw themselves to the ground.

The batwing demon whistled past the people's heads, opening its mouth to howl silently overclocked soundwaves.

Every sound wave ripples in the air,

Adventurers who are attacked will be knocked into the air as if they were taking a super pendulum.

The Poison Vulture's attack is more disgusting.

While flying, their primary attack is to spray a cloud of putrid liquid.

I saw that the chest and neck of the rotting vulture were agitated, and then a dark green liquid mass the size of a melon flew out, and when it fell to the ground, it would spread instantly.

If it hits the human body directly, it will quickly wear down and corrode the body protector demon, and then melt the flesh and blood into a puddle of stinky water.

In addition, the claws and pointed beaks of these venomous vultures contain toxins, which can attack for a short period of time if they are breached and bloody.

Those who are recruited will be paralyzed all over the body at least and poisoned to death on the spot.

This made the retreating defenders miserable, and they had to be careful not to step on the rotten mass at all times.

As for those huge Rotten Heart Demon Eagles, they are even more arrogant.

They were like airbuses, whizzing over the defensive line.

Swooping in from time to time, the huge claws swept across the ground capable of carrying at least a dozen adventurers away.

Barricades and horses are as vulnerable as models under their claws.

Even the sturdy towers were as fragile as tofu in front of the giant claws that could break through gold and stone.

With the city crossbows in the outer directions retreating to the city in advance, these Rotten Heart Demon Eagles appeared to be unscrupulous.

The arrows fired by the Black Iron or Bronze Ranger can't even break through Ling Yu's defenses.

There are also burrowing worms that roam around underground.

They bulge the ground and sometimes devour adventurers on the ground directly.

The tubular mouth with sharp teeth resembles a meat grinder, and it only takes a few moments to squeeze and chew the unfortunate eggs that fall into your mouth.

As a result, the pace of the on-site retreat was much faster than planned.

And it is said to be a retreat, but in fact it is a rout.

After the fall of the temporary walls, the ground front completely collapsed without holding out for two rounds.

If it weren't for the orderly arrangement of the echelons in advance, the rout and escape alone would have caused stampede casualties.

The monsters are advancing by land and air, and it is normal that this temporarily pulled up defender army cannot be stopped.

The head-on fight between blood and fire depends on the trained legion.

Above the tower of the front line, Tansen Mars's expression remained unchanged, as if he had known that such a situation would occur.

"Let's go."

"The defensive plan in the rear remains the same."

"Activate the Monster Center when it crosses the Freeze Trap."

He said aloud to the bannermen beside him.

"That's... What about you? ”

One of the flag soldiers hurriedly asked.

But Tansen Mars was seen delicately arranging the buckle of the armor on his chest.

With his backhand, he took the two-handed giant sword engraved with flame patterns from the hand of Hu Cong beside him.

"As a lieutenant, I naturally have to fight for the city."

With that, he grabbed his sword and jumped down from a tower twenty or thirty meters high.

The magic elements converged on his lower body, forming a cloud-like cushion.

After landing, the dust rises.

Tansen Mars held the sword in both hands, and orange flames rose upwards from the gauntlet, eventually covering the entire broad blade.

In the light of the fire, a wolf's head phantom surrounded by flames faintly appeared.

He has the same tattoo on his right arm.

This is the symbol of the family to which Tansen belongs, Mars the fiery wolf.

Legend has it that among the ancestors of Mars's family was a powerful and legendary fire spirit.

Therefore, the blood of the younger generation contains the power to manipulate the flames.

Either become a fire-friendly spellcaster, or cultivate fire-based magic skills.

Armed with a flaming heavy sword, Tansen's footsteps gradually quickened and ran towards the crowd of routs on the front.

He was clearly clad in armor and armed with a heavy sword, but his steps were very agile.

Soon he was at the forefront of the rout, and the scene was chaotic with black-backed pigs arching everywhere and dog demons choosing people to devour.

Crying, screaming, and fighting were incessant.

No one cared about Tenson, most people only thought about running for their lives.

But running fast is not necessarily a good thing, and those aerial monsters like to find lonely fast runners.

Only a small percentage of adventurers and mercenaries are still putting up a tough resistance relying on squads or locations.

The ground was littered with corpses, both monsters and aborigines.

The blood of various colors mixed together, and they accumulated beneath the corpse, forming a strange oil paint.

Tansen raised his flaming sword and leaped high, slashing forward.

The scorching flame blades swept out, even forming a shockwave of terrifying flames.

Under the sword, both the black-backed pig and the dog demon were immediately split.

The diffuse flames covered the perimeter, forming a sea of fire with a radius of five or six meters.

None of the guys who can cultivate to the pinnacle of the silver level are simple characters.

After all, at this stage, it is never an exaggeration to say that it is a gold-level reserve.

In the air, Chen Xuan, who was holding two AK74 rifles and fighting and retreating, had a full view of everything.

I was amazed at the power of that magic move.

Yes, Tansen Mars is using proper magic, not magic.

This was the first time Chen Xuan had seen the magic skills of the elemental system with his own eyes.

It can be seen that Tansen does have a few brushes.

In fact, in the entire Magtan City, there are only seven people with silver-level peak strength.

Among them is the president of the Adventurers' Guild, the minotaur Virginio Blackhoof.

and Angela Lauder of the Magical Society.

The aborigines' combat power system is stable, but there is a huge gap between the combat power classes.

Strength can change the status and treatment to a certain extent.

Those who come from humble backgrounds can gradually rise with strength.

However, there is a paradox involved here, that is, the humble birth will affect the cultivation resources and time.

Unless you're lucky, it's hard for most people to get ahead.

It's a potential balance.

There are always a handful of people who can become the top of the pyramid.

Either you have qualifications, or you have resources, or you can only fight for luck and chance.

In short, Tansen Mars's performance can be regarded as refreshing Chen Xuan's inherent understanding of the aborigines.

The flaming sword slashed in all directions, and the sparks drifted in the sky, unexpectedly curbing the advance of the ground monsters in a local way.

Occasionally, an eyeless flying monster will pounce and be split in half by Tansen with a jump slash.

He bought time for the others to evacuate.

But what Tansen can influence is only a small area after all.

In the defense line of the village, the rout and escape took place almost in full swing.

It's much more than that.

Chen Xuan floated calmly in the air, holding a rifle and shooting harassingly.

The main targets are the batwing demons and rotten vultures that are flying all over the sky.

Seeing that the fleeing adventurers and monsters were about to approach the location of the preset large magic array.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several figures below who were entangled with monsters.

Immediately put away the rifle, took out an RPG loaded with 70mm armor-piercing bullets, opened the ruler, activated the super sense, and the magic element attached to it, making an aiming gesture.

I saw an orc with a broken shield and a battle axe below, covered in blood, blocking the front.

Beside him, there was also a dwarven warrior Frod, who was less than one meter three tall, and was stabbing out the spear with the head of the spear that had broken half of it.

There are also several mercenaries with different weapons in the vicinity who are resisting together.

Everyone had injuries on their bodies.

"Unstoppable!"

"Quickly retreat to the back of the magic circle!"

The orc warrior Mogroga roared loudly.

The buck protrusion's fangs were stained with blood.

"Let's go!"

The dwarf next to him threw the tattered spear in his hand with all his might, stabbing a blackback pig in the eye socket.

With a wave of his hand, he drew the two short swords on his waist and neutralized the inudemon.

Don't look at his small size, but his strength is not small.

Just as the two were about to leave, a raging wind swept the ground.

"Wow!"

A loud chirp appeared, and a rotten demon eagle swooped down.

The huge claws plowed across the ground, leaving several ravine-like trails that knocked everyone in their path flying.

The dwarven warrior was right in front of the Greatclaw's plow.

At this moment, a green figure flashed in a brutal manner, pushing Froud out directly.

"Mogroga!"

The dwarven warrior roared, his voice filled with panic and sadness.

"Survive..."

I saw the orc warrior Mogroga being hooked by the giant claws of the Rotten Heart Demon Eagle.

The body broke into two halves and flew more than ten meters away.

It didn't make any gestures of resistance, and after pushing Froud away, it was left with an unfinished exhortation.

That's "Live... Go! ”

The green blood characteristic of the orcs spilled, and Mogroga was bleeding from his mouth, apparently dead.

The Heartless Demon Eagle picked up a corpse that had been picked up and swallowed it as it flew.

The dwarven warrior Frod's eyes turned red.

Tears rolled down his sweat-stained face, leaving two tear stains.

He didn't bother to wipe away his tears, and took one last look at Mogroga's corpse before staggering in the direction of retreat.

"Live..."

"I want to live!"

At this time, the culprit's Rotten Heart Demon Eagle swooped down again.

The target is none other than Frod, the dwarf who is stumbling away.

This guy's intelligence is not low, and he is completely teasing him at this time.

A desperate wind appeared, and Froud fell to the ground with a look of despair on his face, feeling the howl overhead.

"Mogroga, I'm sorry..."

"I'll be drinking with you soon..."

His face was on the ground, tears blurring his eyes.

In a trance, I thought of my good brother Mogroga, and also remembered my wife and children who were far away in Sanbao.

Just as he was desperately waiting for death to come.

An explosion like a thunderbolt appeared.

"Boom!"

The violent shock wave blew him away several meters away from the ground.

"Boom!"

"Crackling!"

As the earth trembled, Frode felt a stinking warm rain drop down his neck and body.

He raised his head, and before he could take a closer look, he was stunned.

In front of him, stood a human carrying a strange long pipe.

……

(End of chapter)