Looking at the large porcupine in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands holding the binoculars trembled slightly. All the original backup plans had been stranded. With these long-range monsters, the big mouse could suppress it with firepower and make an assault at the same time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's combat team has already had six casualties and quit the battle sequence. This is the first round. Looking at the dense thorns on those monsters, Zhang Xiaoqiang will never think that this is their last time.
Counting the three elite assaulters who died outside the wall, Zhang Xiaoqiang brought out nine team members who could not fight with guns. He brought out a total of 50 people today, and only Zhang Huai'an led more than 10 people to defend the base. That is to say, Zhang Xiaoqiang brought out 80% of the troops of the entire base, but so far he has lost 10% of his manpower, and 10% of his manpower is injured and unable to continue fighting.
And Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to lead the remaining 40 people to hold the wall firmly in the long-range and short-range attacks of the big rats. Only in this way can he get back the weapons and ammunition in the arsenal, the current situation is not good, Zhang Xiaoqiang may bring 80% of the base's combat team here today.
The porcupines that were slowly wriggling and moving this way seemed to be ordered by something, they stopped their bloated bodies and slowly bent down, watching the strange behavior of those things, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly put down the binoculars and turned his head and shouted loudly: " Hidden…”
After shouting, he turned around and jumped into the small watchtower to hide himself behind the thick concrete wall. When the other team members heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's shout, they dropped their empty ammunition boxes and ran in to hide themselves. He automatically ran in and leaned against Zhang Xiaoqiang, and stretched out the rifle from time to time to pull the trigger... "Swipe..." The familiar voice sounded again, Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the third son by the collar and dragged him in. The strength belt fell to the ground and rolled into a pool of blood.
"Ding ding..." Countless sharp thorns knocked on the outside of the wall, and some scattered sharp thorns shot into the house through the open small door. Just now, the place where the third son probed has been covered by countless sharp thorns.
The third son saw that the place where he just probed and shot had lost a layer of cement wall, and couldn't help but shiver. He almost became the sixth team member who died today. He thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were filled with excitement and excitement. grateful.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have time to see his eyes, he picked up an Bayi-type rifle that someone leaned against the corner and jumped out, raised the gun and shot at the large porcupines that were slowly stretching their bodies.
The rifle was beating violently on his shoulder, and his right cheek felt the violent tremor of the butt of the gun. The muzzle of the gun continuously sprayed out blue-red flames, and the bullets that dragged the streamer hit the huge living thing that stopped there in an instant. The monster was hit by bullets and trembled again and again, and the dense long thorns on its body broke off and fell in a circle around its feet.
Thirty bullets from a magazine were emptied by Zhang Xiaoqiang, but the monster stopped shaking as the gunfire stopped. It shook its body slightly, and the broken thorns on its body fell to the ground with the shaking of its body. , and then it received an order from something, no longer shaking its body privately, but slowly bent down again together with other monsters... "Hidden..." Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped in again with a loud cry, and the other team members were also familiar with the way Those who stopped shooting all avoided, and three or four seconds later, those dense long thorns arrived again as expected.
After the "ding ding" of some long thorns hitting the wall stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up a loaded magazine from the ammunition box on one side and quickly replaced it, leading the crowd to rush out and continue shooting. The members of the team took aim The target was the wall, and Zhang Xiaoqiang aimed at the monster that he had just emptied a magazine.
Another clip was fired, and Zhang Xiaoqiang found helplessly that the monster did nothing to the 7.62mm bullet of the Bayi rifle, except for shooting off countless long thorns on its body, it did not do any harm to it. It is tickling it with the Bayi rifle.
The frequency of those monsters firing long thorns is not very fast, Zhang Xiaoqiang estimated in his heart, it is about one and a half to two minutes, and when they shoot long thorns, they will often bend down, as long as someone reminds them to dodge in time. damage to personnel.
But these monsters don't care if they shoot people or not, they just keep leaning down and shooting, as if saying to Zhang Xiaoqiang, I can't shoot you to death, but I can kill you from nausea.
The suppressed shooting of these monsters is not completely useless, at least the team members have to avoid the long thorns and reduce the frequency of rifle fire. The bullets will be suppressed again, but the speed at which the mouse mountain is formed has changed from being flat to now being able to suppress the frequency of bullet firing.
It's already afternoon, Zhang Xiaoqiang kept shooting with the crowd, he didn't know how many damn rats were left outside, he began to worry, he didn't know what other things the rats would suddenly attack besides the monsters suppressed remotely. Another sudden blow from my side.
He unloaded an empty magazine and went to touch the bullet again, only to find that it was empty. The loaded magazine on the ammunition box by his feet had been emptied by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Empty clips were piled up in a hillock on top of countless brass casings.
He grabbed a magazine and quickly reloaded it. The corners of his eyes kept looking at everything around him to find a way. It would be best if he could turn defeat into victory. If he couldn't, he'd better find a way to break through.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the Type 53 7.62mm heavy machine gun on the ground downstairs, and the thick baffle on it moved him even more. The most important thing now is that there was no continuous firepower to suppress the rats, and the reason for this was For the long-range suppression of the big mouse, if the Type 53 heavy machine gun is moved to the platform, and the ammunition box is used to block the sides, and the shield is used to block the top of the head, isn't it a sealed machine gun fortress
Looking at the rusty heavy machine gun in front of him at the workbench of the arsenal, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little silly. He didn't know if he could restore it after he took it apart. It's assembled, but what if there are a few extra parts? Zhang Xiaoqiang has a deep understanding of this point, and he took apart the toys after hours. A little bit bigger, it seems that as long as it passes through his skillful hands, nothing can work normally
This is the third Type 53 heavy machine gun disassembled by Zhang Xiaoqiang. He has experienced the feeling of a doctor performing a surgical operation. The flashlight shined on him.
Under the dazzling flashlight, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the parts of the machine gun in his hand, sweating profusely. He wiped all the parts with gun oil, and then cleaned the barrel carefully. The parts were still those parts, but Zhang Xiaoqiang just pretended to be If he didn't go up, he deeply regretted not bringing Wang Le out. With him, wouldn't these annoying things start already