Under the intensive bombardment of directional mines, the steel body was still so fragile that it turned into a sieve face in a second, and the window glass was all shattered.

The people in the car were even more miserable.

The Red Turban Army, who was sitting close to the right side of the car, was hit by dozens or even hundreds of steel balls at the same time, and was instantly hit with countless holes, and blood swished on the spot.

The Red Turbans in the center and on the left are slightly better, but not much better.

Even if someone is in front of the car to absorb the steel balls, the car body also reduces the penetration of some steel balls, but the density of the steel balls of directional lightning is too large.

It can be said that it is pervasive!

The red turban army with green smoke from the ancestral grave screamed in pain again and again with one or two hairs in his body, and the unlucky red turban army was sent back to his hometown by more than a dozen steel balls on the spot.

From Jackie Chan shooting and sniping the driver of the off-road vehicle, the off-road vehicle at the head of the row triggered the mine on the ground to be blown over, to the two cars behind were killed or injured by more than 50%.

It took less than three seconds.

As the screams of the wounded Red Turbans burst out, the remaining surviving Red Turbans were frightened by the sudden attack and shouted and screamed.

"Someone is in ambush, stop, get out of the car."

"Be careful, be quick, get out of the car and fight back."

"Damn, where are they sneaking up? How I didn't see people. ”

……

The two pickup trucks in the middle saw that there were bombs on the front road, and the back road was blocked by their own vehicles, and they yelled in horror and got up to get out of the car to find the attacker.

However, what this group of Red Turbans didn't know was ......

All that happened before me was just a snack before a big meal.

None of the main dishes have been served yet.

"Still want to fight back? It doesn't seem like that's enough, so I'll give you something more fun. ”

Jackie Chan's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, threw away the ignition in his hand, turned over and jumped on the high machine seat, fine-tuned the direction wheel with both hands at the same time, and stepped on the firing plate with one foot.

Boom –

The terrifying beast from hell has come back to life.

He opened his bloody jaws and roared at the enemies on the road.

"Bang ......"

The twin barrels of the Type 58 twin anti-aircraft machine guns simultaneously spewed out flames more than one meter long, and the bush camouflage covering them was blown all over the sky.

"Boom-Boom-Boom......"

The stormy 14.5 armor-piercing shell crossed a distance of 220 meters in an instant.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The armor-piercing shells that came one after another hit the car like chopsticks poking tofu, easily tore open the body of the car, and began to make close contact with the Red Turban Army in the carriage.

The trajectory swept the troop carrier from left to right, and the body of the truck was almost cut from the bracelet.

Blood was flying in the carriage, and pieces of flesh were pouring out.

As long as the red turban army is touched by a bullet, it will disappear wherever it is sprayed, not by penetrating the kind, but directly by the whole piece.

By the time the bullets had gone from left to right, there would be no more living holes in the carriage.

To be exact.

There was not a single intact corpse, each of which had been broken into several pieces, some of which were unlucky enough to be completely shattered.

The truck that was originally full of thirty or forty Red Turban soldiers was killed by directional mines, or those who were injured and screamed in pain, or the Red Turban soldiers who had escaped by luck and were about to get out of the car.

All at this moment, in just two seconds, all twisted into the same shape-

A piece of minced meat wrapped in blood and flesh!!

The screams are gone!

The wails of pain are gone!

The cries of terror are gone!

There was no sound left, the troop trucks that had been beaten into tattered scrap metal, and the clattering streams of plasma dripping down the body.

Like a rain of terrifying bullets from a meat grinder, it easily harvested dozens of lives, and continued to rush towards the pickup truck next to it.

The giant beast showed its miserable white fangs, and ate thirty or forty lives in one go, but it did not stop its fury, but only showed its hideousness.

Soon.

Like a rain of terror bullets from a meat grinder, the truck full of minced meat continued to rush to the pickup truck next to it mercilessly.

"When, poof, bang......"

The land grinder was still raging, roaring all the way to the white pickup truck.

The 220-meter attack distance was so close that the Type 58 twin anti-aircraft machine gun swept by, and the basic bullets were not missed, and the lethality of the explosion was incomparable.

Even if the Red Turban Army hid behind the car, they still couldn't get rid of the predestined result.

"Whoa—"

The armor-piercing shell pierced through the vehicle, breaking a Red Turban soldier hiding behind the car in two.

The intestines, internal organs, cavity fluid, and other things that had lost their restraint in the abdominal cavity fell to the ground with a bang.

The Red Turban didn't have time to look down at his own internal organs.

"Whoa—"

Another armor-piercing shell came through the car.

"Bang~"

Like an eighty hammer hammer hitting an egg, the huge head of the Red Turban Army was blown off, turning into countless pieces of minced meat and fragments flying all over the sky.

At the base of the remaining little half of the head, two carotid arteries spurted blood.

This is the first and just the beginning.

"Bang ......"

The Type 58 high-speed machine is still roaring, and the horrific killing continues.

A 14.8 mm heavy machine gun bullet can only make a fist hole in a pickup truck, and ten rounds can tear a pickup truck apart.

Stumps and severed arms flew all over the road, steaming blood all over the road.

Paint everything around in red.

It smells of blood.

Complete the sweeping mission of the penultimate pickup truck, and the Type 58 advanced incarnate into a land sweeper to continue the next round of cleaning tasks.

The road and the road outside are plain, and there is not even a place to hide.

"Run, everyone."

"It's all dead, mom save me, save me, I don't want to die."

"Is this God's punishment?"

……

Witnessing the tragic situation of the last two cars, the rest of the Red Turban Army were all frightened.

The Red Turban Army was not a formally trained army in the first place, and there was no such thing as a will to fight, and seeing that forty or fifty brothers had turned into pieces of meat in the blink of an eye, who would go out of their way to fight back.

Running is the right way to go.

As soon as the weapons and ammunition were flicked, I longed to grow eight legs.

He jumped out of the pickup truck and ran wildly towards the grass in the opposite direction.

"The devil, the devil is coming, the devil is coming......"

"The punishment of the supreme god Momesa, if you can't run away, we will all die, hahaha."

There were a few red turban soldiers who didn't run, obviously scared stupid and frightened crazy, babbling in their mouths, and even laughing maniacally.

However, whether you run or not, the outcome is the same.

It's only three or four seconds, how far can you run?

"Bang ......"

A barrage of metal swept in, like the scythe of death, and like the claws of a behemoth.

Easily cutting a red turban soldier and turning their body into pieces of meat, the whole process of destruction is like crushing fat-free tender tofu.

"Boom-Boom-Boom......"

"Ah——,hh——,h......h

The barrage roared past, and the dozen or so Red Turban soldiers who escaped from the pickup truck in the middle followed the previous Red Turban soldiers before they had time to enter the grass.

Thick blood, slimy pieces of meat.

Sprinkled all over the road, sprayed all over the grass on the side of the road.

The pickup truck at the front, due to the farthest distance, basically ran into the grass when the horrific 14.8 bullets covered it.

However, the Type 58 twin anti-aircraft machine gun has a flat firing distance of up to 1,000 meters, and the flat terrain of the steppe does not have anything to obstruct the line of sight.

Run into the grass and stand on the road, or hide behind a car.

The ending is all the same.

All of them are turned into natural fertilizers.

Until another five seconds passed.

"Bang bang bang...... Ka! Ka! ”

The heavy twin high-speed plane, which roared for nearly half a minute, finally dumped the cartridge box, and the muzzle of the gun emitted puffs of smoke, and finally stopped.

"Clank!"

The last shell hits the ground and falls on the mountain of shells that accumulate on top of the pile, making a crisp crashing sound.

From this moment onwards.

The whole world suddenly became extraordinarily quiet.

There was a dead silence on the road ahead, and it looked impossible for anyone to live.

But Jackie Chan did not stop there, nor did he rashly run to the highway to check the results, but picked up the SABR rifle that had been switched to the sniper form, and aimed at the road in front of him that had become a meat grinder.

The variables of the battlefield can never be fathomed, and any moth can exist.

Don't be fooled by appearances, even if your whole plan is perfect, it may still fall short until the last minute.

Those who are impetuous, impetuous and not calm enough.

It's often the same step that dies.

This is even more important if you want to walk down the battlefield vertically, rather than being carried sideways, especially if you are fighting alone.

The sun is blazing.

The fiery barbecue of the earth.

"Whew~"

A southeast breeze slowly swept across the grassland.

There was a swaying sound of cordoon, bringing with it a pungent smell of blood.

30 seconds pass!

In the grass on the other side of the road, a red turban soldier covered in blood finally couldn't hold his breath anymore and stood up with a probe in his head.

Seeing that the terrible rain of bullets had disappeared, he turned around and ran to the depths of the grassland.

Just at his jumping and running posture, the blood on his body is definitely not his own, and it is likely to be obtained from someone else.

Smearing oneself with blood and pretending to be dead is the most common way to disguise yourself.

"You'll play dead, there's a set."

Jackie Chan saw the red turban soldier who was running up through the sniper scope, and the corners of his mouth curved upward, but he didn't shoot immediately.

When the last pickup truck was attacked just now, all a dozen people in the car fell.

And they all ran into the grass.

Because they all chose the most effective and the only way to protect themselves in this scene, to lie down in the grass and hide themselves.

Jackie Chan had no way to see them anymore and didn't know exactly where they were hiding.

In the end, a few were killed, and Jackie Chan knew it very well in his heart.

One more in the grass?

More than!

Definitely more than that!

There are also Red Turban Army who have not come out, and shooting at this time is equivalent to startling the snake, which will scare the other Red Turban Army, causing them to dare not stand up and run.

If these Red Army soldiers crawled on the ground, they crawled out of this place all the way out.

Jackie Chan really can't help it.

And if you want to avoid this situation, the most effective way is to leave a little hope for the Red Turban Army, which has stretched its nerves to the limit and is eager to leave here.

A little bit of seeing the dawn of escape, the hope of surviving, they will definitely get up and run.

It's too slow to crawl and walk!

Jackie Chan is confident enough in his marksmanship, and he is not worried that the red turban army who is the first to stand up and run will be able to run away from under his nose.

Another seven or eight seconds passed.

Jackie Chan's method really worked, and the second Red Turban Army thought it was safe, and also stood up and started running, and shouted excitedly as he ran.

"Guys, they're out of bullets, run."

Roared excitedly.

The second Red Turban Army chased after the first Red Turban Army, and ran all the way forward.

Until this moment.

The Red Turbans still believed that the people who ambushed them here were a group of people.

From the beginning to the end, I never thought that there was only one person ambushing here, and such a violent and dense firepower was actually made by one person.

Hearing the shouts of the second Red Turban, two more Voldemort stood up.

I didn't even have the courage to glance at the rear, I just wanted to get out of here, and I flew up on my two legs, burying my head in one word-

Run!

Five Red Turban soldiers appeared one after another, and there was no gunshot, as if the people who were slamming were really out of bullets.

Time is ticking and ticking......

One second!

Two seconds!

Although it was difficult to run because of the grass, these five Red Turbans who survived the catastrophe still fled quickly.

In particular, the first Red Turban Army who ran first was more than 300 meters away at this time.

Four seconds!

Five seconds!

"The group effect in psychology has been triggered, five seconds have passed, and it seems that ...... It should be about the same, and you can start to wrap it up. ”

The sniper scope looked left and right, and there was no Red Turban Army, and at the same time as Jackie Chan said in his heart, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the Red Turban Army running at the front.

"Bang~"

The gunfire rang out, and it flew exactly 450 meters away.

"W-wh

The first Red Turban Army, covered in blood, fell forward with a weak body and disappeared from the camera.

With a shot, Jackie Chan quickly adjusted the muzzle.

Before the other Red Turban soldiers could react, they fired three more shots at a very fast speed, and the total time added up was only a little more than a second.

Just this hand continuously switches the target for rapid fire, and you can't practice it without hitting tens of thousands of bullets.

As the three Red Turbans collapsed into the grass, leaving only the last Red Turban Army left, Jackie Chan was ready to turn his gun and kill the last Red Army division.

There is no Red Turban Army in the shot, only a lot of tall grass and shrubs.

"The reaction was quite fast, and I hid again, since that's the case...... Then you can only play one more game. ”

Jackie Chan grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, casually threw the Sabr rifle onto the mountain of bullet casings on the ground, and bent down to lift two high-altitude magazines.

"Kah, let's go!"

The left and right hands opened the bow, and the two high-altitude machine cartridges were removed at the same time.

Replace with two fully loaded magazines to load.

"Bang ......"

The heavy machine gun, which had only been silent for a moment, began his death roar again.

But.

This time, the method was no longer to strafe from left to right, but to the approximate direction where the Red Turban had disappeared just now, and began to rain bullets frantically.

"Woooo

Countless supersonic high-speed bombs whizzed.

Time.

Grass stems fluttered all over the sky, earth and gravel shot out, and dust flew all over the sky.

(End of chapter)

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