The people at the base were neighing and their horses were boiling. Outside the walls was a wave of beasts like a black cloud destroying a city. The sound of gunshots immediately erupted, covering up the stern roar of the squad platoon leader. Ben pressed the butt of the machine gun against the shooter's shoulder. His eyes were covered with cold sweat under his helmet, and his gas mask suppressed his increasingly rapid breathing.
"Fire!"
The gunfire suddenly exploded, and the Type 02 helicopter erupted with gunshots as dense as saw blades. The screaming air waves swept through the thin snow on the helmet like a whirlwind. Under the cold night sky in late spring, dozens of spiny beasts appeared. After crossing the gap in the barbed wire, they were first beaten into pink blood foam by 14.5mm bullets. Those who were lucky enough to rush forward were knocked down by caseless bullets. Their skin exploded with bloody red and sticky blood, which instantly covered the ground.
The screams of the packhorse before it died, the ferocious roar of the thorn beast running wildly, and the tremor of the automatic gas guide of the rifle made Yang Qi's forehead explode. He rushed forward with blood, raised the gun and pointed it at the beast. Tide shooting, one pull of the trigger will trigger three bursts of fire, press and fire continuously! The majestic gunpowder gas volatilized and was immediately carried away by the icy wind. The bullet shells extracted from several old-fashioned rifles hit his water-cooled armor one after another, making a "ding-ding-dong-dong" sound.
"Everyone! Free fire!"
"Free Fire!"
It was no longer possible to hide, and it was no longer possible to expect the beast tide to turn around and avoid the camp. By this time, the pheromones could no longer stop the tide of beasts that were greedy for flesh and blood.
Outside the barbed wire fence, there were crowds of spiny beasts with swollen heads. They smelled the smell of horse blood and horse meat, and the rows of small eyes on their heads suddenly opened wide. Even if the skin was torn open by the barbed hanging pieces, pieces of meat were cut out. , and there is no way to stop this group of violent beasts!
There was a "pop" sound, the empty magazine was hung up, and the fifty-round magazine suddenly ran out. Yang Qi continued to pass the ammunition and inserted it from above the muzzle. He fired too fast and too hastily, not even leaving the last round in the chamber. He raised the gun and fired again, but there was no response even when he pulled the trigger. While staring at the torrent of blood, his hands and feet froze, and he didn't know where to touch the charging handle.
"Monitor! Monitor!" Yang Qi shouted consciously.
Xu Bowen didn't have time to take care of so many things. He just shouted: "Hit there! There! Come here!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Xu Bowen, who was stunned by the gunshot, was almost stunned. The hurried and anxious soldiers beside him were also frantically venting their firepower. Tongues of fire spit out, and strings of red bullets were whipping the corpses of the spiny beasts and loosening the snow-covered soil. , the deafening gunshots mixed with the "crack" sound of the thorn beast falling on the verge of death, and hit him in the face.
"Squad leader! Squad leader! I threw a grenade!"
"Platoon Commander!!!"
Xu Bowen snatched the thunderbolt from Yang Qi's hand, pulled away the ring and threw it out with all his strength. It exploded alone in the open space. He pushed down the charging handle of Yang Qi's rifle and shouted: "You#@% throw it away That’s it! Throw it! Throw it!”
Landmines exploded one after another, and waves of earth surged, mixed with bloody fountains and broken limb fragments. The number of thorn beasts rushing towards the minefield was reduced by more than half in an instant. Pressure-fired mines are high explosives that detonate, blowing the body apart with the shock wave. Bounce mines are especially cruel. After being activated, they spiral into the air and scatter steel pillars and spikes flying like butterflies. If they touch it, they will peel and crack. bone! All of them are so powerful that there is no luck at all!
A few hundred meters away, the metal frenzy set off by bullets and minefields restrained the beasts' advance. The soldiers shouted and pressed the sensitive triggers harder, killing the mutated beasts with condescending warheads. In a few minutes, a corpse appeared. The wall stands on the south side of the wall.
"Grenade!" someone yelled.
More than a dozen 40mm grenades drew an arc and fell into the boundary of the corpse wall. The blown-up debris and severed limbs even fell into the camp, making the crazy packhorses even more crazy.
Holding a carbine in one hand and a pistol in the other, Chen Xiaoxiang killed no fewer than five frantic packhorses that tried to charge the camp gate. Blood dripped from her face. She passed over the struggling horses that fell to the ground, and even staggered when she stepped over. He yelled at the cavalry: "Guard your horses!"
The neatly equipped war horses in the stables on the other side were waving their hooves. Although they were not crazy, they were still restless. However, the cavalry had no time to care about their beloved horses anymore. The Type 85 heavy machine gun fired continuously in "Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom". We can't wait any longer. There are only a hundred people in the company, but the beast tide may be 10,000!
Chen Xiaoxiang rushed up. The steps were covered with machine gun bullet casings the size of knuckles. She looked at the thorn beasts that surrounded the camp three times inside and outside. The black tide made her feel shaken!
In a heartbeat, she immediately stuck to the wall, picked up the carbine, and shot the thorn beast that rushed through the gap. "Ping ping ping ping ping~~!" Without stopping for a second, bullet casings popped out of the ejection window and flew by. Behind her shoulder, hot bullet casings fell into her hood and collar, but she couldn't feel the burning pain. She just repeated, shoot, reload! shooting! Reload!
Deng Feng pressed the shooting button with his thumb and sunk deeply into it. He picked up the kettle and poured it into the water-cooling tube with his ammunition hand. The boiling water puffed out white smoke. The leather glove holding the barrel of the gun made a sizzling sound. The machine gun misfired. At that moment, the beast tide spread out, and the white of the barbed wire could no longer be seen on the south side of the wall!
Can’t see the whiteness of the snow!
There is only overwhelming redness!
Bloody red!
"Give me the bullet chain! Damn the bullet chain!" Deng Feng roared. The ammunition hand who was waiting for him emptied the iron box, grabbed the canvas bullet chain and stuffed it into the gun chamber. The ammunition hand also tore his throat to the maximum and followed the gun. With a roar, this old machine gun that had been silent for many years released the most violent sound, hitting the side of the beast tide from the gun position without stopping, weakening layer by layer like skin peeling and cramping.
The ammunition hand continued to add water to the barrel cooling water cylinder, and the steam leaked out repeatedly. The six-meter-long ammunition chain with more than 300 rounds was fired in one minute. When the toggle mechanism returned to extract the case, the ammunition hand was almost unbearable. !
"ammunition!!!"
Everyone on the wall was shouting. Whether it was machine guns, rifles, pistols, shotguns, all weapons that could be used were fired!
But the beast tide advanced slowly but firmly, no matter how ferocious the firepower was and how many of its kind felled, it still pushed forward!
Xu Bowen threw away the burned plastic magazine. The muzzle of the gun was red and smoking, but no one dared to stop. He subconsciously touched the bullet at his waist and found it empty. His whole body suddenly felt cold. When he reached the armory boxes stacked in the corner, the blood heated up again, burning until his earlobes turned red!
"Alternate shooting! Alternate shooting!" Soul came back. He shouted loudly, trying to coordinate the shooting. When the blood of a group of recruits surged, how could they hear his shout?
The wall of corpses continued to get higher and higher. No matter how ferocious and bloodthirsty the thorn beasts that crossed the line were, they could not withstand the concentrated fire. The precise bursts of cavalry carbine fire, the stormy Type 80 caseless ammunition, and the squad machine gun dropped one drum after another. , the armored warheads of the Type 85 and Type 02 heavy machine guns followed the guidance of the tracer bullets, painting brilliant and nameless colored lines in the night.
Deng Feng shook off another bullet chain, and the flaming canvas belt was directly doused with boiling water from the barrel. In just a quarter of an hour, the ammunition hand had already emptied the bucket, jumped into the snowdrift, picked up the snow cubes, and pressed them into the cooling kettle. , the steps, wall stacks, and fighting positions are all covered with snow, not snow! Not blood either! But bullet casings! Shell casings everywhere! Bullet casings as slippery as pebbles!
The cartridge case collection bag has already been filled and thrown away. These recruits who have been training for six months do not understand mobile warfare or separate attacks, but they can do target shooting! On the high wall, they killed all the mutant beasts that rushed through the narrow gap.
Rivers of blood! Full of smoke!
