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Chapter 512 Analysis (7)

 Someone quickly put down the gun, so fast that it caused a gust of wind, and ran to pick up the fallen bulletproof shield on the ground, trying to put it up again to form a new defense.

But the bullets flying out of the gray fog were faster, with a "swirling" sound, as if the bullets themselves had a pair of sharp eyes. The gray fog would block everyone's sight, which was something they were sure of.

But the accuracy of the bullet still made them feel despair and death.

The heads of those who lost cover were all shot through by bullets. When they flew out from the back of their heads, a large piece of fishy mixture was brought out, which then hit the ground or directly spattered on other people. They lost the ability to defend themselves.

, in this short period of time, all the exposed people were lying on the ground without even a final struggle.

The remaining people no longer rushed forward to pick up those bulletproof shields, but hid behind the few remaining shields. Three or four people crowded together, leaning on the thick board that was already full of dents, trying to

Block the next attack.

It seemed to have worked. Another attack hit the bulletproof shield and splashed sparks, and there was a "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping" sound. Only then did the faces of these people show a look of being saved, and they heard the sound coming from the gray mist.

A soft sound broke through the air.

The shield exploded without any surprise, scattering metal fragments in all directions. The bodies of those hiding behind all fell off at the same time. Without exception, either from the waist or from the chest, they

Their bodies were split into two pieces by sniper bullets that penetrated their shields. The pain immediately spread to their brains, but most of them were still looking at their lower bodies, with blood spitting out of their mouths and tears flowing out uncontrollably.

, slowly accepting the infinite fear that he is about to die.

The firepower point was defeated at an unbelievable speed. Now Norenter could only hide his body completely under the heavy train. The power of the sniper rifle was not enough to penetrate the carriage full of goods at once. He was also afraid in his heart.

In the warehouse, that may be the only thing that can threaten him. You don't have to be hit, as long as you get a little bit of it, you can receive varying degrees of damage.

Norunter asked his men to hide quickly, whether it was behind the rear steel wheels or stacking shields like before the start. He could not stand still and was regarded as a target for the enemy.

Defeat them together. I don’t know how the enemy saw them through the gray fog’s vision blockage, but now that the factor of gray fog is removed from the mind, it may be more correct to assume that the enemy can detect them and shoot accurately.<

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The people at several fire points all evacuated quickly and effectively towards the rearrangement next to them. The enemy's attacks did not stop, and in this short distance, piles of corpses fell on the ground.

Norentel couldn't find any chance to fight back. The gray fog delayed their vision and dispersed very quickly, but the density at this time did not allow them to see clearly the specific objects in the gray fog.

situation.

The position where the bullets flew was always changing, there was no pattern at all, and all their attacks failed.

On the other side, the people who went to clean the bottom of the carriages one by one were too late to evacuate. The shield's protection direction was limited, and bullets came at them from various angles, so they could not defend themselves in all directions. The damage of each bullet was for them.

The subsequent deaths paved the way. Although other people hiding also shot in the direction where those bullets flew, the actual effect may not be at all.

The sniper bullets also penetrated the gray fog at this time, hitting the people hiding on the edge of the rearrangement in a straight line. Some people exposed their heads to assist shooting, or the defense bodies they hid in were not very thick, and the people hiding behind these bunkers

All the metal fragments exploded by the bullet penetrated the body, and he lay there waiting for death.

The gray mist became a living thing at this moment, and the bullets they poured into it crazily not long ago were being accurately returned one by one at this moment.

More people hurriedly climbed over the bottom of the heavy train cars and climbed to the unloading platform to hide. The other side was very safe, and even those powerful sniper rifles could not penetrate the cars filled with cargo.

For a time, there were only corpses on the ground on the train side. The air became calm again.

When Norentl saw such a scene in the front of the tractor, leaning on the mirror, his face under the mask froze. He left the front of the tractor, followed by several squad leaders, and the team here had already gathered.
Seeing their captain coming, everyone's bodies froze in place.

“Bang,,,,” Norenter had just walked a few steps away. To his left and in front, several of the soldiers lying on the top of the column, observing the situation on the other side, were shattered by bullets that grazed the column surface.

Head.

He did not make any expression, but he was really surprised that the enemy was not affected by the gray fog. And looking at the remaining people in front of him, he also understood that during the period when the gray fog was filled, it was not just him who was making preparations.

, those personnel who were sent to go around were all cleared up by small groups of enemies.

"Assault!" Norentl looked at his watch. There was no time left for him to wait any longer. The rearrangement must start on time. If the enemy is not completely annihilated then, it is something that can be tolerated.

He picked up the shield himself, pulled out his crude pistol, and ejected the magazine. Looking at the bullet with a light blue ring, he flicked his finger and returned the magazine to its original position.
The shields were still put together. But the number of people who could be protected was very limited. Norenter divided the team into two teams. Some people relied on the shields to walk on the roof of the heavy train. They had an advantage in height and facilitated better attacks.

In addition, people without shields can walk underneath the vehicle, where rows of steel wheels can be used as temporary cover.

The order was quickly issued. Norentl and several elite team captains behind him each carried a shield and carefully approached the other side of the train from under the car.

"The fog is probably going to disperse soon." As Norentl thought about the rails falling from the gap in the unloading platform, he gently leaned towards the row of steel wheels in front and looked through the gap between them to see what else was going on.

On the other hand, he saw a dozen enemies waiting there.

Dozens of people were holding the shields they had dropped on the ground, forming a fan-shaped defensive formation, waiting for them to come over from the other side of the rearrangement.


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