But the veteran's fingers couldn't press it down, and the corners of his cheeks and eyes twitched again and again, and finally gave up: "No, I can't do it!"
Ye Han pushed the veteran away: "I'll do it!" His fingers quickly pressed the shooting button, but when the time came, he couldn't press it like the veteran. In the end, he had no choice but to put down his arm, "Go on.
Drive forward!."
More giant ants appeared on the edge of the highway and jumped off the road one after another. Ye Han was helpless and could only watch and worry.
The veteran suddenly saw a depression in front of him and immediately shouted: "Huya, drive there!"
Hu Ya turned the steering wheel, and the armored vehicle made a sharp turn and drove into the depression, immediately reducing its height by half.
Finally bringing the giant ant into safe shooting range, the veteran opened fire angrily, hitting the giant ant more than thirty meters away with a short shot.
The specially-made hollow-point bullet penetrates the shell of the giant ant and then quickly deforms, tearing apart the internal organs and muscles of the giant ant.
The vitality of giant ants is far inferior to that of cockroaches and praying mantises. Although they did not die on the spot after being hit by a series of bullets, they also lost their ability to move and fell to the ground unable to stand up again.
The nearby giant ants did not restrain themselves due to the sound of gunfire, and continued to gnaw on the human body. Many people only had broken leg bones, but they were still very conscious. They kept making terrifying screams and painful screams. At a glance,
The area under the road shoulder, which is only a few hundred square meters, is like an eighteenth level of hell.
The veteran suppressed the anxiety in his heart and aimed at the giant ants as quickly as possible. Each time, he fired a series of short bursts, severely damaging the giant ants and immediately changing the target.
No matter how fast the shooting speed of the parallel machine gun is, it is impossible to kill all the giant ants in an instant.
Ye Han wanted to kill all the giant ants with one shot, but he couldn't do that; Ye Han wanted to throw out a bottle of pheromones to attract all the giant ants, but all the pheromones were handed over after returning to Fuyun;
Han wanted to call for air support and use tranquilizer bombs to knock down all the giant ants, but the car radio failed.
In just a few minutes, the veteran fired all the bullets of the parallel machine gun and eliminated more than a hundred giant ants. However, more and more giant ants appeared on the road. They kept jumping off the road and joining the gluttonous feast under the road shoulder. The giant ants
The number is increasing faster than the veterans can destroy the giant ants.
The veteran looked at Ye Han blankly: "What should we do?"
The screams no longer appeared, and the screams were almost extinct. Ye Han's eyes were dull: "Let's fire."
The veteran adjusted the muzzle silently, and suddenly there was a gunshot. A shell accurately hit the giant ant more than 30 meters away. The shell almost penetrated the giant ant. The white phosphorus that penetrated the giant ant's body quickly burned, and thick smoke erupted from the giant ant.
The ant's body spurted out, as if it were an ant-shaped chimney.
The machine gun has 500 rounds of ammunition, but most of the shells in the vehicle have been consumed in the battle against the giant locusts, and the full load is less than 200 rounds.
Ten minutes later, the shells were all gone, and the only usable weapon was the anti-aircraft machine gun on the roof of the car. However, the anti-aircraft machine gun did not fire remotely. Someone had to climb on the roof of the car to fire.
There is an ant colony twenty or thirty meters away. Hundreds of giant ants are watching eagerly. Even if they are willing to risk their lives by climbing to the roof of the car and shooting, they will not be able to withstand the giant ants. What's more, the few people in the car are not enthusiastic yet.
To the point where he doesn’t care about his wealth and life.
Ye Han couldn't stand to watch the giant ants eating people, so he simply picked up his rifle and ordered: "Huya, turn the car sideways!"
Huya immediately obeyed, Ye Han opened the shooting hole on the side of the carriage, set up the rifle and held the trigger. The gun recoiled slightly, and a series of bullets shot out of the gun chamber. The shells happily jumped out of the ejection window, with green smoke coming out of the shell mouth and clanking.
fell to the ground.
The rifle also used newly issued hollow-point bullets, but the caliber of the rifle was too small and its lethality was far inferior to that of the parallel machine gun. More than a dozen bullets hit the same giant ant, but they failed to seriously damage the giant ant.
The veteran also picked up a shotgun. The gun was filled with special arrow-shaped bullets. Each shot fired was not a bullet, but a short steel arrow covered with barbs.
The power of this thing is no worse than the anti-aircraft machine gun on the roof of the car. Although the wound caused by hitting the target is not large, the destructive effect exerted by the arrow after drilling into the body of the giant ant is no worse than that of hollow-point bullets.
The cutting power is even better. Three to four rounds can paralyze a giant ant. In other words, a full load of bullets can destroy two giant ants.
The crisp sound of rifles and the dull sound of shotguns were heard one after another. The uncontrolled shooting consumed a lot of ammunition, but not many giant ants were killed.
The bullets in Ye Han's body were quickly riddled with bullets. He took the magazine from the veteran's body unceremoniously, jammed the gun and shouted: "Huya, load the magazine -"
Huya woke up like a dream, quickly picked up the magazine Ye Han dropped, pulled out the bullet box, and struggled to press the bullet into the magazine. His movements were skillful and fast, and no matter how fast the bullet could be pressed, it could not be compared to
The speed of shooting was such that within a short time, Ye Han had used up all the bullets on the three people.
Empty magazines and messy cartridge cases were piled up at Ye Han's feet, and Hu Ya quickly handed over the pressed magazines.
In this operation, two extra base bullets were carried, and they were carried according to the standard of a full load of personnel. The total number was almost six to seven thousand rounds, with an average of more than two thousand rounds for each person.
However, most of these bullets are packed in bridge clips of ten rounds. Only the five magazines carried on the body are filled with bullets. There are a total of 150 rounds. The total of three people only has 450 rounds. How can they survive?
Can you withstand Ye Han's uncontrolled shooting?
The veteran's situation is actually better, with a slow rate of fire and a slow consumption of bullets.
The giant ants gathered more and more. The two of them fired with all their strength, but they could only kill a small number of the giant ants. Ye Han didn't know how many rounds of bullets he fired. His shoulders were aching from the continuous recoil, and he killed all the ants again.
When I reached out to touch the magazine, I unexpectedly found it empty.
"Tiger fang-magazine!"
Huya didn't say anything. Ye Han turned around and saw that Huya was sitting next to the bullet box with an empty magazine under his arm. He was holding a bridge clip with trembling hands, but he couldn't insert the bridge clip into the magazine no matter how hard he tried.
Bayonet.
Huya's feet were piled with empty bridge clips.
Ye Han put down his rifle, sat silently next to Huya, and held down his hand that was shaking as if he was having a stroke: "Forget it, no need."
Hu Ya was stunned: "Ye Pai?"
Ye Han sighed bitterly: "We are the only ones who can kill a few giant ants with exhaustion. We do our best to obey fate. We have tried our best, really tried our best." After saying that, he picked up an empty magazine and took over the work of compressing bullets.
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The veteran put down the shotgun and slowly moved his stiff fingers: "Where did these ants come from? No one knows that ants came here?"
