The suddenly blank offensive position stunned all the students in Class 53 for a full ten seconds, and then those bodies still dancing with electric fire made the survivors realize that all the first combat group had been killed.
How long did this scene just last, 3 seconds? Still 2 seconds.
Everyone remembers that someone just jumped out of the position, and then all 15 assault infantrymen of the first combat group were killed.
The two heavy machine gun groups also maintained their tactical movements with inertia, pushing the heavy machine guns into the attack front. Then people heard eight more gunshots.
A total of eight trainees from the two heavy machine gun groups were all 'killed', with only two heavy machine guns standing in place, unscathed.
How is this going? It's a full 300 meters away from the Blue Army's position!
Many students subconsciously stretched their necks to see what was going on. Just as a piece of helmet floated on the surface of the position, gunfire started again.
This time there was finally a clear and consistent sound of machine gunfire, and large electric sparks erupted from each helmet, just like the little gophers in the antique game console, being knocked back to their positions one by one.
The deputy squad leader's helmet was wrapped with electric fire and he flew away. He himself sat slumped in the position, his face turned ashen. If it weren't for his disheveled appearance and his helmet stuck high on his head, the shot just now would have declared him out.
A combat team leader hunched over and rushed towards the deputy squad leader with a ski jump, wailing: "Our casualty rate has exceeded 35%! Has the Blue Army prepared 30 snipers for us?"
"Where's the monitor?"
"He's finished."
"Ah?! What should we do now?"
"What else can we do? Just survive."
"But there are still so many of us..."
"What's the use of having more people? Who dares to show his head?"
The combat team leader slumped and sat down next to the deputy squad leader. He suddenly remembered something and said, "No, why does it always sound like a machine gun to me?"
"Impossible..." the deputy squad leader retorted subconsciously, then thought about it carefully, slapped his thigh and said, "It's really a machine gun!"
On the machine gun position, Chu Jungui's crosshair moved here and there, here and there, but he could no longer see a human head, not even the edge of his helmet.
The entire position was completely silent, with no one looking around. At the beginning, there were a few people who were seeking death with their guns on their helmets and sticking out of the bunker to test, but they were all shot away by Chu Jungui. Without the helmet, they didn't dare to move around.
Chu Jungui was also helpless. He clearly remembered that he had only killed 41 of them, and there were still more than 80 left. Counting Class 54 who attacked from the other side of the position, he only killed less than 20% of his opponents. With this record, I don’t know if I can get a bonus, which feels a bit mysterious.
The more anxious you are, the less likely your enemy is to move. Chu Jungui and the deputy shooter looked at each other. He was wondering why his opponent didn't attack. If he didn't attack, he would have no record. The deputy shooter's eyes were a little dull, looking at Chu Jungui as if he were looking at a monster.
In Chu Jungui's field of vision, he could vaguely see the outline of a human figure scattered in the attack position. Those were all assessment students who had not yet attacked. They were all lying down or sitting, looking like they were planning to live until the end of the world.
Chu Jungui suddenly discovered that some positions were not entirely made of concrete, and some positions were made of soil. His eyes lit up, and the demonic gunfire rang out again. Electric shock bombs followed one after another, stubbornly opening a passage in the soil and reaching the inside of the bunker.
With a scream, a student jumped out of the bunker, fell to the surface of the position, and never moved again.
Is that okay if the secondary shooter opens his eyes wide and opens his mouth wide enough to swallow a mine?
Chu Jungui was very interested and started to dig a passage in another position with a machine gun. After a while, another unlucky guy popped out of the bunker, screaming and unconscious.
However, this style of play consumes a lot of ammunition. Chu Jungui brought two more boxes with him, plus the four boxes carried by the deputy shooter, which added up to 700 rounds of ammunition, which was not enough for digging holes.
While he was looking for a fighter plane, the gunfire from the other side of the position suddenly became fierce. Screams continued from the Blue Army position, and a few bullets even flew over Chu Jungui's head.
Chu Jungui looked back and found that the defense line on the other side had almost completely collapsed. The tactical infantrymen of Class 54 appeared on the position one by one, and the firepower instantly formed a cross-suppression.
There was no war on the eastern front, so Fang Yu kept moving the soldiers who were originally responsible for the eastern defense line of Squad 53 to the west side, but it was still a drop in the bucket. Moreover, there are some problems with her command. Such transfers of three and two cannot plug the omissions in the western line of defense at all.
Before Fang Yu could complete the arrangement, an electric shock bomb flew from the side and knocked her down.
A tactical infantryman from Class 54 appeared, hunched over and approaching Fang Yu with obscene steps. He lifted up his helmet, looked at the unconscious Fang Yu, and whistled happily. The muzzle of the gun moved over her body, thinking about where to shoot to make up for the misfire, so that he could see the most beautiful twisting and twitching.
But before his dream could come true, a machine gun bullet suddenly flew over and hit him directly on the side of his face, causing his head to move a considerable distance laterally and then flying out flat with his whole body. The warhead burst, and silver plasma covered most of his face. The taste of this concentrated discharge was probably enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.
The deputy shooter saw it clearly, couldn't help but feel the same, and shuddered.
Being hit in the face by a machine gun at such a close distance would not only be painful, but the injuries would also be severe. However, this type of assessment inherently has casualty indicators. In addition, not wearing armor during the assessment is a violation, and you must bear all the consequences.
Chu Jungui held the machine gun, rushed to the east side again, and looked at the position of Squad 53. As expected, there were several helmets ready to move. So he fired a single shot, and all the helmets disappeared.
At this time, the gunfire on the position became more and more intense, and large electric shock bombs began to suppress the machine gun position where Chu Jungui was located. The deputy shooter picked up an assault rifle and shouted in the hail of bullets: "We are almost surrounded! There are still 50 of them!"
"What about the rest?"
"All killed!"
"What?" Chu Jungui was a little unbelievable.
The deputy shooter pointed to the light screen on his wrist and shouted: "There are only two of us left!"
This is a normal situation. With an absolute advantage in troops, firepower, and equipment, a student class equivalent to a company can alone take down a position guarded by 30 blue troops.
The surviving soldiers of Class 54 have formed a semi-encirclement of the machine gun position. Now they not only have a position to rely on, but they are also no more than 50 meters away from the machine gun position.
"Let's...surrender. It's enough to fight like this." The deputy shooter said, without waiting for Chu Jungui's reply, he pointed his assault rifle at his calf, preparing to shoot himself.
This way of 'killing in battle' is quite painful.
Before he could pull the trigger, Chu Jungui carried him aside. "Jiang Rang, prepare ammunition." Chu Jungui said as he stood up suddenly, shot a short burst, and three of them fell; another long burst, and five opponents were missing.
The squad leader of Class 54 looked at the eight names that suddenly dimmed on the light screen, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "So lucky?!"
A strong man with a fierce face next to him was shocked and angry, and said: "There are still more than 40 of us, and there are only two of them left! Rush over together and just kill him and that's it."
The squad leader was quite calm and said, "Wait a minute, I'll contact Class 53. There seems to be no movement there."
After waiting for a few seconds, the squad leader cut off the communication in displeasure and spat, "Damn it, there's no response over there."
"Then don't wait for them. Most of the results will be ours anyway." The big man suggested.
The squad leader of Squad 54 quickly made up his mind and said: "Let us know, everyone will charge in 3 minutes to kill that stupid machine gun shooter! Who dares not to charge, I will kill him when we get back!"
On the helicopter in the sky, Su Xue and Li Bin looked at the screen, completely stunned. On the tactical analysis screen, Chu Jungui's movements are being slowed down and played back, and the trajectory of each bullet is captured and highlighted. Almost every bright line produced by the bullets landed on a different target. Except for the first three rounds, none of them missed.
This is not a light machine gun, even a rapid-fire sniper rifle is not so abnormal.
Li Bin suddenly screamed: "Do I want to get rich?"
