Ta-ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta-ta!!! Countless gunshots rang out, bullets splashed like raindrops. Wherever they passed, the shield was shattered, the human body was penetrated, and a shower of blood poured out.
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The large shields and spears of the cold weapon era are simply vulnerable to modern hot weapons! Even if these hot weapons are only used by a group of helpless civilians!
This was a messy battle. The army of the Presbyterian Church on the planet Seria had long been dispersed by intensive bullets, and the remaining people could only fight on their own. The situation of the armed civilians in the technical movement was not much better.
They just rushed forward with enthusiasm, picked up their guns and fired randomly.
Formations don't exist, teams, and battle lines don't exist at all. These civilians just go up and shoot, and shoot again!
But with modern weapons in hand, you don't need to face the other party's ferocious eyes like a knife, nor do you need to feel the fear of hot blood splashing on your face, or listen to the sound of muscles tearing apart and bones breaking.
These well-trained off-the-job soldiers will not be cut down by these well-trained off-duty soldiers due to lack of exercise...
All you need is to pull the trigger, and then watch the people in front of you fall down in pieces. Even the large shield covered with iron cannot resist the fire of the weapon in your hand! You don't even know how those people died!
But in short, they died... I don’t know whether they died from the bullets you fired.
Yuri Orlov was also immersed in this kind of pleasure. He picked up a Type 21 assault rifle with grain and straw hanging from the box, put it directly into the hands of a 15 or 6-year-old boy next to him, and patted his shoulder.
He said loudly: "Okay, boy, listen to me! Here is the muzzle, here is the trigger, and here is the butt! Point the muzzle at the enemy, put the butt against your shoulder, and then pull the trigger! Do you understand?"
He looked at the boy who was playing with the assault rifle and pushed the boy's gun away, "Oh no, you can't point the gun at your friends, understand? Okay, now charge forward! Remember to lie down on the ground and shoot! Go ahead boy
!For the bright future of Seriya planet!! Hahaha!"
Then he looked at an old woman in her 50s next to him, took out a grenade from the box and handed it over, "If you are old and can't bear the recoil, use this! Look, pull out the latch and throw it out! Then
Get down! Do you understand? OK, OK, for Seria, for Seria! Yeah!"
Yuri shouted a few slogans perfunctorily and pushed the old woman onto the battlefield.
Vitaly Orlov stood behind and looked at each of them, his face turned pale, and he said with a trembling voice: "He... they are just children and old people..."
"When they decided to take up arms, they were no longer children and old people Vitali. They were..." Yuri smiled as he picked up another assault rifle and threw it to the person next to him, "It's me.
customer of."
"No... this is different! This, absolutely not possible!" Vitali held down Yuri's hand, "This is different from what we thought! On Tatooine, the people who bought our weapons were a group of criminals, and
They are also dealing with mercenaries! But it’s different! It’s different here on Seriya Planet!”
"Tell me what's different? Oh, it's true. I sold Scar and them a gun for 400 credits, but on the planet Seria, my gun only costs 300, which is a 7.5 discount!"
Vitali saw a woman running back covered in blood. She should have been farming for a long time and was in good physical condition. The blood on her body belonged to others. She threw the empty assault rifle on the ground and laughed.
He said: "Quick! Give me another one! Give me one more!!"
Regardless of whether it is a human being or any other intelligent creature, what exists in their bones is the beastly nature of bloodthirsty and killing! What’s more, this kind of one-sided massacre!
Vitali was anxious. He quickly ran over and grabbed the woman's hand and said loudly: "Do you know what you are doing? You are killing people! Do you understand that you are killing people? Your hands should be used to hug your children.
, instead of pulling the trigger to cause killing!!”
"Go away!" The woman pushed Vitali to the ground, took a brand new assault rifle from a B-1 combat robot, not forgetting to kiss the robot's head, and then rushed towards the robot excitedly.
battlefield.
Vitali sat on the ground and put his head in his hands, "Why is this happening? Why is this happening?"
Yuri squatted down next to him, put the cigar in his mouth directly into his mouth, and then said softly: "I said, people are like this, so I chose to sell weapons instead of lollipops. But you have to understand,
They came to me for this. Firstly, I didn’t advertise, and secondly, I didn’t send salesmen, but they knew I had weapons, so they came to me. Do you still remember what the manager asked us to do in the first place? Selling.
Some raw materials for Ifant. But now what?"
"But they are civilians! Yuri! The Fug civilians!!!!" Vitali suddenly became angry. He jumped up suddenly and pushed Yuri away, and then wanted to walk over to find Dole Fermi.
- Elder Bonmi said separately, but when he saw the enthusiasm on Elder Dole's face, he was in despair.
"Listen to me Vitali, they are not equal..."
"Don't tell me this, Yuri, don't..." Vitali pointed at Yuri's nose as if looking at a stranger, gradually distanced himself from him, then got on a hoverbike and drove away.
After the battle lasted for 2 hours, it was completely over...
The participating Presbyterian troops fled in all directions, leaving behind the bodies of at least half of their troops. In other words, within two hours, they suffered more than 50,000 casualties! This was not a battle, this was a massacre, a one-sided massacre.
!A massacre of civilians against troops!
Even though the technical movement is just a group of civilians, they are holding 5.56mm caliber assault rifles with a maximum range of 700 meters and capable of firing 300 rounds of bullets per minute! In the face of full-power armor-piercing bullets, even 10mm steel plates can be penetrated!
The stamped plate armor and iron shield worn by the Presbyterian soldiers were no different from a layer of paper.
Elder Dole has completely fallen into madness. This victory allows him to see the dawn of victory!
After this battle, the Presbyterian Church will no longer be able to mobilize more troops in a short period of time, and even if they mobilize more troops, they will only increase the number of casualties in the face of modern assault rifles.
He left 1,000 men to take care of the wounded, and then led a mighty parade directly towards the city of Tekaf, the capital of Theria.
The elders' meeting 2 days later is the beginning of his rise to the top!! His son will become the great elder of Seriya planet, the most powerful planet!
