"Fortunately, there is a long distance between us." Cassia said after getting off the ancient tree. The moment his body landed, his scarlet eyes glanced around, and he fired with all his strength in the direction of the cannon.
Run, while controlling the fire gun in your hand with three consecutive bursts.
There were too many enemies, and he wanted to reduce the enemy's strength as much as possible. And Cassia also felt that this was not the entire number of enemies, and there seemed to be only a few powerful people. Except for the commander just now, the strength of others
They can only be described as average. In another metaphor, they are equivalent to those veterans. In many cases, they can only rely on their numerical advantage to make up for their lack of strength.
More than a dozen rounds of artillery bombarded the place in an instant, exploding in the crowd. The flames of the explosion instantly swallowed up a large area of the surrounding enemies. The woods were brightly illuminated by the sudden fire. Everyone was wearing masks, and they were still able to survive in the chaos.
No one recognized Cassia as the enemy at the first time. Most of them fell down in the snow now. After the explosion, some people heard the sound of only flames burning and stood up immediately, preparing to leave the area. No.
Be sure to know if there will be another similar attack next, but just leave this place where the enemy won't notice.
The idea was simple and the most effective. The first group of people stood up, their faces reddened by the unextinguished flames rising around them, which also cast a faint dark red light over the large areas of snow. 10
Thick smoke was rising from the site where the artillery exploded, and groaning people were lying around. They were affected by the impact, bleeding internally, and their internal organs were damaged. There were fine shrapnel embedded in their bodies, although most of them were not
It is fatal, but if they are not removed from the body at the first time, the various infections that follow can slowly drag down their own lives over time.
The people who stood up patted their heads, feeling a little uncomfortable and dizzy. Everyone was affected by the artillery explosion, but the degree was different. After they saw the scene in front of them clearly, they were about to help.
Picking up the injured people who were lying on the ground groaning, the sound of a rapid firing of firecrackers sounded not far from their side.
The weak red light from the muzzle was spitting out at the edge of the darkness, and the platinum bullets were in a bunch of three, drawing out a dark trajectory. Before they could pay attention, they had already exploded the heads of more than ten people. "It's the enemy!" Many people got up from the ground and just stood still when they heard someone from the team members pointing in one direction and shouting loudly.
When they looked over, some people happened to see the muzzle of the flame-spewing gun pointed directly at their own eyes. No, it should be said that it was pointed at their own heads. They could clearly see a sudden burst of fire coming out of it.
Orange flames, and then the scenery in the eyes fell into darkness forever.
Some people who were not hit by the artillery fire immediately chased after them. The enemy's silhouette was gradually turning into black and gray, and their clothes automatically changed colors according to natural conditions. They had all fought against the enemy and had some understanding of this equipment.<
/p>
The enemy was very fast, running extremely fast in the waist-thick snow. The snow seemed to turn into water at this moment, and was blown up by the impact of the running enemy, flying like waves on the enemy's body.
On both sides, it felt like the thick snow did not bring any hindrance to the enemy at all. They only saw the enemy immediately throw away the firecracker in their hands after firing a magazine of bullets, and then circle around the ancient trees like a snake.
They started running, relying on the trunk of the old tree as a cover. Some people took guns and shot at the enemy, but not a single bullet hit.
A dozen people immediately followed the enemy's traces and chased after them. But it was different from what they imagined. They were all surgeons. The enemy could run in snow thicker than their waists as if they were on flat ground. But when they
When they mustered up enough strength to rush forward suddenly, their speed did not seem to be as fast as they thought. The accumulated snow reached everyone's waist, and every step they took was greatly hindered by the snow. Their speed
Can't lift it up at all.
They could only watch helplessly as the enemy gradually became smaller in their own eyes, until they completely disappeared. And the development of the matter was far more than that. More than a dozen people chased after them, and some people seemed to have stepped on something in the snow. Maybe they were exposed.
The root of the tree, because I felt that the thing was very fragile, broke it without any effort, and no longer felt any obstruction.
Nothing happened around them, and the enemy left ferocious traces on the snow. They wanted to continue the pursuit. After walking more than ten meters away, a muffled sound of explosions suddenly sounded behind them, and they immediately turned around.
Snow was flying in the air, and nearly ten large craters three to four meters wide were blown out of the waist-deep snow. Next to it lay teammates bleeding all over.
"Stand where you are and don't move. You follow the original traces and go back. Don't chase anymore. With your strength, if you pass by, you will die." The commander noticed the situation here. There was blood on his face and forehead.
He was scratched by a piece of flying shrapnel and half of his face was covered with tears. "There is an explosive device set in the snow. You guys must have accidentally triggered it when you ran over just now. I don't know if there is any in the snow in front of me. The situation now has changed."
It is not suitable to chase a single person. You have also seen the attack just now. Like us, the enemy's main force is also nearby. Save your energy and prepare for what's coming next."
"Boom," as soon as he finished speaking, the calm snow suddenly swelled up next to the dozen or so people, and a huge number of shrapnel penetrated the snow and embedded itself in the bodies of the nearby people.
.The blood immediately covered half of the body, and then patches of white gas emerged. Some of the blood that had lost its temperature had begun to turn into ice.
The commander's face suddenly turned dark and he didn't say another word. He just looked at the direction in which the enemy was fleeing, his eyes widened, and he looked at it seriously for a long time.
"Major, the first round of attacks has ended. A signal was sent over there. There are still four rounds of ammunition left. Asking whether to continue the attack." In the darkness, in a concave terrain covered by rocks, there was only one line that was too weak to sustain.
The flames burned by themselves. Next to the light and shadow in the darkness, rows of people holding guns sat close to each other, wearing cold-proof hats and masks on their faces, with their heads buried. It was very quiet here, they seemed to be sleeping.
It's like an ancient object buried in the soil, quietly waiting for something.
"No, keep them, and then give them to the enemy as gifts. That area has lost its value. After so much time, the enemy should have evacuated to the edge. The four artillery pieces cannot be used for bombing, and they are of little effect." The major said.
Shaking his head in the darkness, he said, "Everyone, get ready, the action begins!"