After the gunshot went off, Hu Biao's cotton-padded coat, which had been tattered into a beggar's uniform during last night's forced march and today's battle, was heard.
Immediately at the spot where he was shot, a ball of cotton flew out.
The cotton wool, which had long since ceased to be white, was suddenly flying in the air, and Hu Biao fell backwards with his head raised, and fell to the ground on his back.
But facing such a scene, no one in the Zhongzhou team cared at all.
For example, at this moment, the black Chinese medicine doctor who was struggling to carry a seriously injured person and moved to a relatively safe position saw the scene of Hu Biao being shot, but did not even look at his expression.
Wasn't it just that he was shot? What a new thing?
The fight has reached this moment, members of the Zhongzhou team.
Especially those who are strong in blood and refining skills, because after the 20% increase effect this time, in terms of physical fitness and physical strength, it can be said that compared with a group of ordinary volunteer soldiers, the current situation
So much better.
So by now, they have become the core of the resistance on the battlefield.
Over time, people like Hu Biao had to jump up and down because they needed to direct the battle, and killed a large number of soldiers.
It is extremely normal to have been targeted by soldiers' snipers.
After all, the warehouse manager only had a rifle in his hand, and he had to constantly evade counterattacks and suppression from the soldiers, so he was too busy for a while.
Of course, one of the biggest reasons why the black Chinese doctor was so calm was because he knew that Hu Biao actually had a blue system armor underneath his cotton-padded clothes that looked extremely tattered to outsiders.
This thing only weighs about 3 kilograms, but its defensive power is much stronger than the best body armor in the modern world.
So, Hu Biao looks miserable, but in fact there is nothing wrong with him.
This is indeed the case. Hu Biao fell down with his head raised just after a 0.30-inch caliber bullet hit his body.
He just couldn't stand firm on his feet, and was knocked to the ground by the impact of the bullet.
When Hu Biao first fell to the ground, he still felt a sharp pain in the area where he was shot.
Thanks to the Wolverine bloodline, which is now an intermediate bloodline, Hu Biao's whole body bones, including his ribs, have been greatly increased in strength after being reinforced with Edman metal.
So after a brief burst of severe pain, Hu Biao was basically fine.
Now, with the system's blue armor and stronger bones, after the small-caliber bullet hit Hu Biao, it was impossible to break his ribs.
The only effect is to make the place where he was shot hurt for a while.
Just when Hu Biao fell to the ground and was about to get up from the ground to continue fighting, he relied on his now good eyesight to see a scene that gave him an extremely headache:
Far away on the horizon, another group of black dots appeared faintly. It was undoubtedly the arrival of another fleet of soldiers.
Regardless of their current distance from the position, it seems quite far away; but with their flying speed, they will appear above the position in a few minutes.
For this reason, Hu Biao shouted again:
"White Elephant, Warehouse Manager, Original Sin, prepare to start air defense. Lao J, De Luo, Lao Shi, hurry up and light the fire, move faster~"
In fact, there was no need for Hu Biao to remind him. There were many people on the battlefield who had already seen such a scene in advance.
Then we took action spontaneously against such a huge threat.
As a result, the firewood piles on the position were ignited again, and the billowing smoke rose into the sky. Bai Xiang and the other three people also immediately started to raise the muzzles of their guns while cursing.
Why is Mao so scolding? Because they know very well:
The position originally under attack by the ground troops was already facing a very difficult situation, but now it was being attacked from the air.
It can be said that the situation on the battlefield seems to have reached the most difficult time since the war began.
The problem is that if the situation is difficult, why don't you stop fighting and surrender to the soldiers?
Just kidding! The Central Continent Team and the Volunteer Army never have such a tradition...
When I saw the Skyraider ground attack aircraft suddenly swooping down from the black smoke in the sky, it was already shaking its wings and dropping a bomb on the area where I was.
The train driver, Ba Zi, suddenly felt a huge tremor all over his body, rising from his tailbone and all the way to the Tianling Cap.
Immediately, while running desperately, he shouted in his mouth: "Everyone, hide~"
In fact, it is no wonder that Bazi, who has fought so many battles and crawled out of mountains of blood and blood many times, is still showing such extreme fear at this moment.
No way! This time the situation they encountered was a little different.
It seems that they have understood that ordinary aerial bombs alone cannot defeat these volunteer soldiers on the ground who are made of unknown materials and cannot be defeated no matter what.
Therefore, these Skyraider attack aircraft appeared over the position again, carrying a lot of napalm bombs.
After this thing is dropped, if it is hit, life will be worse than death.
No! Even in the first moment, Bazi desperately tried to escape as far away as possible, but when the thick napalm bomb landed, he couldn't escape.
Because of the huge explosion after the incendiary bomb exploded, a burning mess also splashed onto Bazi's arm.
After initially feeling a burning pain on his left arm, Bazi had one last fantasy in his mind.
So, he quickly pulled off the left sleeve of his cotton-padded coat from his arm.
But after taking off a thick sleeve, Bazi found that the flames on his left arm were still burning, and they were attached to the skin and flesh.
Immediately, he knew that the situation had reached its worst point.
As a person from the modern plane, he certainly knows the horror of napalm bombs, which have been banned from use in the modern plane.
This thing contains a lot of gasoline, rubber, and chemical products.
Once it is contaminated, no matter whether you slap it hard with your hands or roll it on the ground, you will not be able to extinguish it, but it will cause other parts to catch fire.
Even if it jumps into the water, it will still continue to burn, and it is as difficult to control as a tarsal maggot.
Of course, there is no way to extinguish the burning of this thing.
One method is to use a foam fire extinguisher, and the other is to put the burned parts into the sand and bury it with a thick layer.
Both methods are to extinguish fires based on the principle that there is no air necessary for combustion.
The former method of using a foam fire extinguisher is simply impossible under the current environment.
As for the latter, Bazi, who had already felt the flames on his arms being burned into his bones in a very short period of time, turned his head and glanced left and right.
He could find that the ground around him was all turned into fine stones under the indiscriminate bombardment of the soldiers; there was no way this thing could completely bury his burning left arm.
Further away, there were blazing fires everywhere.
The soil was burning, the rocks were burning, and some of the broken gun barrels were burning; even because the air in front of them was distorting, it seemed that everything was burning.
In short, in Bazi's eyes at this moment, the whole world was on fire.
And bursts of extremely miserable screams reached his ears one after another, forming a hellish scene.
Seeing that there was no other way, the train driver pulled out a sharp samurai sword with his right hand and stabbed his left arm.
In a flash of cold light, only a short section of ten centimeters was left of Bazi's left arm.
The part of the arm that was originally burning was completely separated from him.
After telling him, others may not believe that Bazi actually felt the sharp pain of having his left arm cut off, which was more or less better than the feeling of having his bones burned by napalm bombs.
In order not to bleed to death, Bazi naturally took action as soon as possible.
With his head covered in cold sweat, he used his only remaining right hand and teeth to tie up the broken arm with an armed belt.
In the blink of an eye, the blood flowing from those severed arms became scarce.
The above point is a basic operation for the veterans of the Zhongzhou team who have received battlefield first aid training, and there is nothing worth saying.
A short while later, when Bazi had just finished tying himself up, he struggled to stand up from the ground.
A volunteer soldier whose whole body was covered with fire staggered out of the sea of fire and came to him with a violent scream.
Because he was suffering from inhuman pain, the soldier could no longer say anything else, but just from the way the other party looked at him, Bazi knew what the other party meant now:
"Comrade! Please give me a shot and let me die~"
Gritting his teeth, feeling the sharp pain in his heart that was far more heartbreaking than the wound on his broken arm, Bazi gritted his teeth and pulled out the pistol from his waist, and pulled the trigger.
Then, like a wounded beast, Bazi cursed loudly:
"Original Sin, Lao Hei, White Elephant and you guys, how do you do air defense? Why are the soldiers now having more and more planes and attacking more and more intensively..."
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At a distance of seventy or eighty meters, planes were swooping down one after another overhead like a relay.
At the current time, the original sin of carrying out all-out anti-aircraft fire is naturally not to hear the curses from the mouth of the train driver.
In fact, even if Original Sin heard it, he wouldn't care much.
It's not that Original Sin is a piece of shit who doesn't care about other people's opinions; it's just that now, they, the members of the air defense team, have done their best.
As for now, why are there more and more military aircraft and the frequency of attacks is getting higher and higher?
It was a confrontation between ground-based anti-aircraft weapons and aerial aircraft. The ground was originally the disadvantaged and passive party. It is a huge miracle that their three ZB60 heavy machine gun groups can persist until now.
And now the traditional method of using thick smoke has played a surprisingly good role.
But after a long time, their air defense team finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Just about two minutes ago, a Mustang fighter jet started to swoop and strafe at the White Elephant's location despite the anti-aircraft fire.
Even though Bai Xiang saw that something was not going well at that time, he and Uncle Chu who helped him load the ammunition quickly moved away.
After evading in time, the two of them did not suffer any serious injuries.
At the same time, this Mustang fighter jet was also hit by Lao Hei and Yuan Sin. It immediately started to emit thick smoke. Although it did not crash, it still needed to return immediately.
When Bai Xiang and Uncle Chu stood up and ran to the ZB60 heavy machine gun, ready to continue firing, they were a little dumbfounded.
I saw the precious ZB60 heavy machine gun on the shelf of Gaoping Lianggun.
After being hit by several 12.7mm caliber bullets and unfortunately hitting the gun body, the bolt position of this ZB60 heavy machine gun has been severely deformed and it is considered to be scrapped.
Therefore, at this moment, Bai Xiang and Uncle Chu can only join the battle with a Type 50 submachine gun.
The anti-aircraft firepower on the position is now only two-thirds of its original size. With the firepower greatly weakened, the frequency of attacks by soldiers and aircraft is even greater, and there is nothing that can be done about it.
Therefore, after the soldiers' bombing became more intense, the situation on the position gradually became worse.
This situation continued until 1:39 noon, when Lao Hei looked at the aircraft with 'AH236' painting on the nose and tail.
When the Skyraider attack aircraft with many gun holes and black marks on the fuselage appeared towards him again.
Facing this opponent who had killed and injured countless of his own personnel, Lao Hei would naturally not be polite.
It was very regrettable that after losing the key anti-aircraft firepower point of White Elephant, he could only watch the opponent dive over the machine gun group of Original Sin despite his efforts to fire.
Then the largest aerial bomb was dropped from the belly of the aircraft.
Good guy! This big thing might weigh 2,000 pounds.
Therefore, at the moment when this large aerial bomb fell, Lao Hei even wanted to close his eyes in pain, not wanting to see such a tragedy happen in front of him...
There was another loud noise, and Hu Biao was pushed directly to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion far away.
During this process, his forehead directly hit a fist-sized stone. He broke his forehead on the spot and let blood flow all over his face.
But the moment Hu Biao got up, he ran wildly towards the right wing of the position, where he had just been bombed by a 2,000-pound aerial bomb.
Because after the super large aerial bomb exploded just now, everything on the left wing position disappeared.
In the past, in addition to the original sin's anti-aircraft machine gun position, there were also twenty or thirty soldiers led by Battalion Commander Chen to defend here.
Since that bomb exploded, all this has disappeared.
Including the volunteer soldiers fighting above, their weapons and equipment, as well as their dead bodies, as well as the tree roots, boulders, etc. that were blown out.
One foot was deep on one side and one foot was shallow on one side, stepping on stone debris that had been blown into powder, covering half of the calf.
While talking in his mouth, Hu Biao kept shouting loudly in a crying voice: "Is there anyone left alive? Comrades who heard the sound, please remember to promise me."
Because this explosion was too violent, about twenty people on the soldiers' side were accidentally injured, so they temporarily retreated a little.
At the same time, it is estimated that as a result, there was a dispute between the ground and air forces of the soldiers, and those aircraft temporarily stopped diving and attacking.
In short, after this violent explosion, there was a brief calm on the battlefield.
Then, Hu Biao's hoarse voice and shouts echoed on the right flank.
The sound sounded so desolate to the ears of the few people on the battlefield, and there was also an inexplicable emotion.
Just when Hu Biao was almost desperate after shouting continuously to no avail.
A gray-faced figure suddenly appeared from the ground not far away, looking blankly at the unrecognizable position.
Obviously, this lucky guy has not yet reacted after being stunned by the explosion.
Even if only one person survived, Hu Biao rushed over with huge surprise and asked loudly: "Comrade, what is your name? What company are you in? Are you feeling okay now?"
It was also in Hu Biao's voice that the specific appearance and age of that one could not be clearly seen because he was covered in dust. He could only see that he was a relatively thin volunteer soldier, and he finally reflected.
When he said "Wow~", he cried out in his mouth, and his voice seemed quite green.
Fortunately, while he was crying, he still remembered to answer Hu Biao's question, and it seemed that he was not exposed to such a serious problem:
"My name is Qian Xiaobao, and I am the bugler of the first company; Company Commander Hu, all the people on our right-wing position are dead, Battalion Commander Chen is dead, and the company commander and platoon commander are both dead. What should we do?"
"
After taking a deep breath, Hu Biao tried his best to comfort this little soldier, who was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, and also comforted himself by the way.
He said: "Don't cry, crying can't solve the problem. Have you lost your weapon? Pick it up and avenge them."
By the way! According to Battalion Commander Chen, I am now responsible for the combat command of the entire reconnaissance battalion, so now I appoint you as the acting company commander of the first company.
Remember it well, it will be with you as long as you are alive."
"Hmm~ As long as I am here, we will always be here." Qian Xiaobao, the underage bugler, nodded vigorously and agreed loudly.
Only later, when he picked up a medium-grade rifle from his feet, he found that the barrel of the thing was crooked.
When Qian Xiaobao was helpless and about to cry again, Hu Biao handed him the Type 50 submachine gun in his hand.
Then, he took out a pair of shell guns from his waist that he had had for a long time without using them.
Even because of the threat above his head, he was ready to explode his bloodline power for hand-to-hand combat...