A scream came from the bloody mouth instantly, and a row of teeth seemed to be sharp daggers. An obviously larger alien roared, and its terrifying inner molars were pointed at the top of the hill.
Its entire face looks extremely ferocious.
The bushes behind him made a "huge" sound. This was because the branches and leaves were rubbed and bumped by a large number of aliens. In almost no time, at least thirty aliens all jumped out, shaking their ferocious heads and looking at the top of the mountain.
"Everyone will evacuate in three minutes and prepare grenades."
The Marines were still shooting, and the two RPD light machine guns left behind were still firing. The entire middle of the hill was still under their control. However, once the aliens launched an attack, this seemingly powerful firepower would actually be
He was immediately knocked back to his original shape.
A squad of Marines cannot deal with more than thirty aliens. If they are so agile and start attacking, they will rush up the hill in less than ten seconds. Without the support of tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, they will die.
Extremely miserable.
The BTR-60PB wheeled armored transport vehicle has been prepared, and the 14.5mm large-caliber heavy machine gun has been unsafe. It is firmly controlled by a Marine Corps, and the top of the hill is locked through the circular gap sight.
"They are a little restless! Increase the firepower!"
The squad leader gritted his teeth and looked at the aliens that had started to move forward slowly. He turned to the soldiers beside him and said quickly: "Maybe we will all die miserably in battle, but I hope you can stick to the glory of the Marine Corps!"
"
The rest of the Marines didn't say much, they just nodded with heavy faces. Looking at the aliens lying down on the hill in an attack posture, the G3-A4 assault rifles and RPD light machine guns in their hands fired a little harder.
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The Marine Corps is a group of elite troops with their own glory. Although their equipment is not even comparable to that of most of the U.S. Army, as a military force directly under the president, every battle they have experienced since its establishment represents their glory.
and the best medal of courage.
"Sir, we will be preparing to retreat in thirty seconds, please provide fire cover!"
The squad leader stopped shooting and turned to look at the other side of the hill. His army was already ready. The T72 main battle tanks and "Weasel" infantry fighting vehicles had already pointed their turrets at the hill.
Moreover, those six military Humvees also brought four armed pickup trucks to occupy the rest of the retreat route in advance. As long as the alien appears on the top of the hill and attempts to continue the pursuit, the raging firepower can even directly kill any flesh and blood body.
Into bloody flesh foam!
Even the alien's strong body cannot stop the fire of a large number of heavy machine guns and machine guns. Even two 7.62mm heavy machine guns can cause fatal damage to them.
However, the flexible skills and powerful attack ability are things that other soldiers are afraid of. Even if they can be killed, the blood containing strong and concentrated acid can also have a strong effect on any gun and metal.
corrosive effect.
"All combat squads and combat teams have been prepared and will officially receive you in thirty seconds!"
He turned to look at the captains and squad leaders around him. They all nodded to Edward with their thumbs out, indicating that they were all ready for battle. Edward pressed the intercom and replied: "Come back alive."
No matter which soldier is loyal to him, if he gives up so easily, this is an acceptable thing for Edward. Besides, the squad leader is very capable of commanding in the entire Marine Corps.
one person.
If it is easy to recruit soldiers who can fight, then commanders who can command soldiers to fight are simply rare! Although his unit has many commanders at the lowest level, those who can command the company and platoon levels are
People are rare.
There are specialties in the arts, and these commanders may not be much better than their companions in certain combat skills, but their keen sense of smell on the battlefield is several times stronger than that of their other companions!
"Thank you for your concern, sir."
The first squad leader slowly put down the hand holding the walkie-talkie, looked at the Marines beside him with solemn and solemn faces, and held the hands holding the G3-A4 assault rifle tightly, and he slowly exhaled.
, turned around and said: "The charming starlight is suitable for death in battle."
All the soldiers continue to pull the trigger because they are fearless. Even if they face powerful aliens, they may die miserably. Their morale and loyalty have been forever stabilized, and they have no fear at all!
"Intensify firepower output, retreat immediately after ten seconds!"
Looking at the group of aliens that had gradually begun to attack upwards, the squad leader suddenly shouted. The G3-A4 assault rifle that had just loaded the magazine immediately began to beat, spitting out 20 centimeters of gun flames with the surrounding soldiers.
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Even the aliens were forced to retreat because of this powerful firepower. Although their body structures were strong, they were still unable to withstand the powerful power of bullets, especially the internal tearing wounds caused by them.
They cause powerful killing effects.
A large number of bullets scattered the earth and rocks, but more than thirty aliens were still roaring and trying to rush up the hill. Although they did not understand how many enemies were on the top of the hill, their simple minds still knew.
If they charge up the hill, they will definitely be the victors. Even if there are more than thirty humans, their weak bodies and minds cannot even sustain their attack for long!
"Withdraw! Hurry! Everyone follow!"
The magazine in the hands of the squad leader was emptied in just a few seconds. Following the "stomp" sound that symbolized the empty magazine, his expression changed instantly and he grabbed the three defensive grenades placed beside him.
Without thinking, I pulled the safety button and threw it out.
The same goes for the Marines around him, because in just a few seconds, the assault rifle with a firing rate of hundreds of rounds per minute had already emptied the 30-round standard magazine!
The grenade was gently thrown down, and the oval shape immediately emitted green smoke and rolled rapidly down the hill. Although more than thirty grenades were still densely packed in the air, they were scattered on the hill.
Not much.
"Hurry! Hurry! Don't be clumsy!"
The squad leader quickly picked up a Marine who fell to the ground because of a bush. Looking at the young man's face, he couldn't help but spit hard and pulled him forward quickly: "If you don't want to die, just give it to me."
I ran fast!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
