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Chapter 128. Flare

"Ho-ho-ho-"

Countless low roars have sounded outside the building, and more and more green eyes are densely packed. Looking outside at the wooden door, in the dark night, they are like stars in the sky!

"Quick! We need an M60 general machine gun here!"

A Marine Corps squad leader waved and shouted, loudly greeting the soldiers behind him. His voice was no longer concealed, it had been exposed anyway, and the current task was to establish a defense line as quickly as possible!

"Here we come!" A machine gunner holding an M60 general machine gun stood up immediately, turned to look at the dense green eyes outside the window, gritted his teeth and rushed directly behind his cover.

However, there are still two soldiers holding RPG-7 rocket launchers aiming at the window. High-explosive fragmentation rockets have been inserted inside. As long as there is any abnormal movement in the window, they will instantly pull the trigger!

This kind of high-explosive fragmentation rocket can even tear apart tank armor. Not to mention the seemingly tough weapons of these enemies, but under the pressure of the powerful fragments and the expansion of gunpowder, they can barely survive for a few tenths of a second.

clock time.

"We need an RPG-7 rocket launcher here. Come quickly and get a soldier!"

"For the soldiers who need accurate shooting here, please come over with three rangers!"

The soldiers downstairs no longer paid attention to their movements and quickly ran in a direction that was beneficial to their own defense. The first floor of more than 700 square meters was covered by a defense line composed of various firepowers in almost 10 seconds.

Filled.

Even the three 51mm mortars have been deployed diagonally in three concealed positions, but they can directly aim the muzzles at the windows. The mortar operators have already picked up incendiary mortar shells and high-explosive shells.

Mortar shells.

When the enemy is about to enter the building, they need to launch a line of defense that allows the soldiers inside to readjust their defenses. After all, the enemy has already approached the building, and the firepower inside needs to be distributed more scientifically and rationally.

"Soldier cover is needed near the mortar, four Marines past!"

Seeing that the mortars were already in position, a squad leader pointed at four Marines and said loudly, and even he walked over quickly to direct the defense of the mortars.

Mortars are no longer of any use inside buildings. The powerful firepower has lost its effectiveness in such close combat. The roof beams and wall columns have limited the effectiveness of mortars.

And the most important thing is that the more than 40 soldiers inside are not very spacious in this building of more than 700 square meters. Even a high-explosive mortar shell can cause damage to our own combatants.

Some accidental injuries!

"Get out of the way, we need space here!"

Seeing the two soldiers in front of him quickly setting up defensive shooting positions, the squad leader lowered his head and glanced at the 51mm mortar beside him, and couldn't help shouting hastily: "Pay attention to the distribution of firepower between each other!"

Although the fire defense position has been roughly laid out, it was completed in a hurry. If you want to enrich it carefully, you still need a rough layout.

All the soldiers widened their eyes and looked outside through the night vision goggles on their heads. Although they could see a lot of distance clearly, they were really unable to face this group of flexible and fast enemies.

"Defective mutant? What an interesting name."

Of course, Edward's own eyes had constant night vision. When he looked outside through the window of the wooden door, even the dark night could not bring much visual obstruction to him.

Under the dense green eyes, there are ugly lines. The gray-white skin all over the body seems to have never been exposed to the sun, but more, it is the paleness of some kind of cemetery. Even the muscles have a certain kind of paleness.

The grayish white of death.

"These are really huge!"

Edward couldn't help turning his head and said to the three soldiers beside him, holding a machete in one hand and walking towards the outside of the wooden door. He crossed the three corpses and walked to an open roof, followed by Decker.

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They followed Edward closely, holding the G3-A4 assault rifle tightly in their hands. Through the night vision goggles, they could already see a little clearly. There were almost countless flaws on the roof of the building outside.

Type of mutant.

"Why didn't they attack?"

Decker looked at the enemies that numbered at least tens of thousands in a strange way. Just by looking at the dense eyes, he could see that groups of enemies had appeared on the roofs of the surrounding buildings and even on the streets.

However, having this judgment is not a good thing. If so many enemies are discovered by normal humans, it will really reduce morale, because what kind of massacre will a platoon of soldiers face when facing tens of thousands of ferocious beasts?

Instead of massacring the other party, the other party is massacring itself. Even the armored companies outside the suburbs can only rely on strong metal armor to resist so many enemies, and they will also have to pay a certain amount of casualties.

"They also have wisdom and seem to have a leader."

Edward narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around at the group of so-called defective mutants. He couldn't help but twist his neck and sighed: "But in this case, our risk factor will be even more unacceptable."

There is absolutely no difference between a scattered group and a group commanded by a leader, and for their fragile infantry platoon, it is simply some kind of cruel hell devil.

"I'm so glad I don't have to look directly at the enemies."

Looking at those dense eyes, Decker smiled slightly, reached for a high-explosive grenade at his waist, and gently inserted it into the grenade launcher hanging under the G3-A4 assault rifle: "But

It’s also a kind of regret.”

"So you want to see it?"

Edward smiled, turned his head and looked around, only to find that there was indeed some kind of barrier, and there were no enemies or eyes behind him.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, if a group of defective mutants who are very suitable for urban combat appear behind them, their team will face a fierce battle like the most cruel battlefield, and it will definitely be a disastrous defeat.

"Of course, I'm eager to see it."

Decker shrugged, licked his lips and raised the G3-A4 assault rifle in his hand, with a hint of a sinister smile on his lips: "So what if there are more of them? I will kill any enemy!"

"Kill any enemy!" The two Marines next to them also raised their G3-A4 assault rifles. Looking at the increasingly dense enemies, they also roared: "Kill them!"

Now that they are surrounded by many enemies, prepare to fight bloody battles. Since they know that they will definitely die, then strike hard at the enemies who want to kill them. This is common sense for anyone who is about to fall into death!

"It should be OK to release the flare, right?"

Looking at the layers of defects outside, Edward smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and the green data stream flashed through. Three rifle grenades worth 20 points each appeared in his hands, but they had white warheads, which indicated that they were illumination bombs.

.

This type of ammunition does not have much lethality, or it should be called an auxiliary weapon. As long as it is shot into the sky, it can provide effective light within a few minutes, allowing soldiers to obtain a farther field of vision.

"Can!"

Looking at the white grenade, Decker nodded, reached for it and put it into the grenade launcher of the G3-A4 assault rifle in his hand. He looked at the dense green eyes outside and couldn't help but shake his head: "Let me

Guess how many there will be?"

Quickly taking out the high-explosive grenade that had been stuffed in, Decker gently stuffed the flare into it, exhaled slowly, stretched out his hand and handed one to each of the other two Marines: "Let's get started.

Bar."

"Understood." The two Marines next to them also took a flare. They looked at each other and stuffed it into the grenade launcher. They took a deep breath. The three of them slowly raised the grenade and aimed it at the three

direction.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

As the three soldiers pulled the trigger, three soft sounds suddenly appeared in the grenade launcher. With a slight fire, the primer of the illumination was instantly activated and rushed directly to an altitude of several hundred meters.

"Stab la la——"

The three flares reached a certain critical point, and the entire burning material in them burst out with a certain bright light, and then turned into a blazing flame in an instant, blooming with dazzling light in the sky, which at that moment was comparable to the sun.

The three flares were blooming with light, and the darkness in the entire city of Los Angeles seemed to be driven away by them. Countless gray-white shadows were revealed in the darkness. Instead of the countless frightening green lights, there were only the gray-white figures.

"Oh, damn..."

Decker reached out and took off his night vision goggles, squinting at the countless gray-white figures in front of him. They occupied all the rooftops and streets. There were not only thousands of them, they were so densely packed that they were completely surrounded!

However, Edward was slightly stunned. Looking at the defective mutants, he suddenly discovered that the low roaring sounds of the group of guys had disappeared, and instead, there was total silence among their group.

"They...escaped?!"

Decker suddenly exclaimed. In his eyes, the defective mutant he was on jumped off the roof and ran towards those dark places. Almost instantly, all the originally densely packed enemies disappeared in the main

in the field of vision.

PS: Ahaha, another chapter update, okay, it seems we should have another chapter at 11:30, huh, yes, there is a chapter... After all, I have to make up for yesterday's vacancy... It hurts... my hands are too

It hurts...(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)


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