Know yourself and the enemy and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
——Sun Wu
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When the second echelon of Squad 7 arrived at the Mulan Highlands, the battle situation had become increasingly clear. The Bullet Squad found out for the whole squad the deployment of 80% of the enemy troops in the Highlands, almost lighting up the entire map.
Under this situation, the offensive line organized by Chief Hitchcock was clear and natural. The offensive was like mercury pouring down the ground, letting go of the unarmored militiamen and targeting the remaining enemy teams whose morale had collapsed.
One after another, the barracks that could still maintain the military system were bombed by bombs. These ghostly and invisible sharp-knife warriors shuttled between the eaves, firing grenades and throwing grenades in the position of flames and rain, completing the sound and light shock suppression.
At that moment, the outflanking fire team would burst out with astonishing firepower in an instant, using more than two hundred bullets in exchange for fifty or sixty lives.
The series of offensives only lasted for a quarter of an hour. The garrison officers and soldiers of Shanzi Camp saw military flags falling down all over the hills like wheat. The avalanche effect caused by fear caused the thousands of people to collapse. Occasionally, they mustered up the courage to try.
The warriors of the Danqiu Kingdom who fought back and wanted to make great achievements gradually lost all will to fight amidst the screams of their relatives and friends.
The four-rotor bomb-delivery drone hovering in the sky is like the magic weapon of the Xianjia sect.
In the dark sky, these buzzing ghosts were far and near, and occasionally cast a ball of scorching sky fire.
The loitering bomb with remote guidance function passed through the towers on both sides at the critical moment when the cavalry regrouped, blowing up the right guard hussars to pieces, including the men and horses, and erupted from the corpses.
A ball of bright blood butterflies appeared.
The supplies delivered from Sendai Port with a daily transport capacity of 8,000 TEUs can arm every Kuai Dao warrior to the teeth. For the Danqiu Kingdom defenders of Judah, the most powerful individual weapon in their hands is the 18
The Maxim heavy machine gun and twenty-four-pounder gun produced in 1983.
This garrison has a small number of mules and horses, which can be used as mobile firepower for long-range support. However, in terms of response speed and coordination, they are no longer a match for Kuaishou. In terms of information technology, Platform Zero, which was cultivated by Judas,
It became the best whetstone for the anonymous military system.
They have completed a six-year expedition, crossing thousands of rivers and mountains, and their determination is almost impossible to destroy. The warriors who can come to this land alive to hunt down Judah each have rich combat experience - return to their respective Guangling Zhixi regiment headquarters,
That is also the blood butterfly one-click cleanup master.
Platform Zero turned each administrative district into a hell on earth. The children raised in this land gathered together and took the knives and bullets handed over by the gunsmith teacher. Ao ruthless Mingde raised this mighty army with sharp blades.
About to stab Judas in the heart.
The team from the artillery team of the Kuaishou Combined Brigade gradually approaches the Mulan Highlands. They have to keep up with the twelve brave men of the seventh team, and at the same time give a vital gift to the brothers who are conquering the mountain on the main battlefield.
As the motorized artillery group climbed up the back slope of the high ground, the sparse enemy troops were almost scared to death when they saw these dark artillery pieces. A chieftain officer panicked and took the lead and rushed into the deep forest, leading the people from the countryside.
The militia man fell into the cliff, lost his footing and fell to his death on the spot!
No one dared to block the road, and no defeated general dared to challenge the fully automatic weapons in the hands of the sharp-knife soldiers.
When we arrived at the top of the hill, it was the critical time for the end of the mission. Master Chief Hitchcock had just finished packing up the military flags in the No. 3 barracks, broke the flags and threw them into the fire, and led Dr. Maguire to the gunnery group quickly.
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A 75mm mountain field gun is stuffed into the chamber——
——This kind of motorized mountain gun was active a hundred years ago and was active in the First World War.
Skoda M15 75mm mountain cannon, M1922 75mm 20x caliber mountain cannon, and M1934 24x caliber mountain cannon. These are what decision-making units can find in the underground world and are best adapted to the mountainous area of Shambhala combat environment.
arms.
"Play drum accompaniment for the brothers in the attack group?!" Hitchcock's face was covered with blood. He raised his head slightly, and the rain washed the young man's eyebrows clean.
"It's the perfect opportunity." The leader of the artillery team crouched on the charging side of the antique cannon, "They have to find a way to launch a fast attack."
The artillery shell adopts a separate charge design, which reduces the rate of fire and has excellent ballistic performance. The artillery team needs division of labor and cooperation. The role of this leader is not the gunner, but the loader in the team.
The six mountain artillery squads were ready, and most of the soldiers of the seventh squad, including Bullet Boy, began to cooperate with patrolling reconnaissance drones to clear out the remaining enemy soldiers around the highlands.
A clear and loud bugle came from the radio. It was sent from the battle command center four kilometers away and was transmitted to the four artillery positions including Mulan Heights - this meant that the main force of the attack group had begun to launch a general offensive.
Sixteen motorcycles rushed out of the bad terraced road at Maling Pass at the same time. They came from more than 80 years ago and were all the same model of BMW R75 off-road motorcycles. They were military products of the Axis powers on the Eastern Front in World War II.
Driving from the depression to the vast wilderness, the headlights were turned off in the rain, turning into black lightning in the shadows.
The observer on the hanger slapped the driver of the assault group on the waist and shouted loudly.
"The artillery position was taken! They were so fast!"
"We have to be faster! Don't we?" The company captain on a motorcycle led the charge: "How long until the first point of Xu Jin's barrage?"
The observer lowered his head to look at his watch, almost counting the time on his fingers——
"——You are too fast! Boss! Wait a minute!"
Rushing into the market settlement at the Maling checkpoint, the tires clenched on the low-sloping muddy ground. With this violent machine, they crashed into the nameless village of Maling Township.
The observers could clearly see the machine gun towers on both sides of the battlefield, and their hearts almost jumped into their throats.
"Holy shit!"
There was a sharp roar in the sky, and before the terrifying gun holes spit out tongues of fire, the garrison in Wuming Village didn't even react. The bombardment was already coming!
The mud was flying and dust was rolling, and the company commander finally turned on his headlights and saw the rain and mud. The motorcycle flew out from the explosion pit. The observer who was clinging to the handrail of the truck was ashen in his face.
They escaped death, had a face-to-face encounter with the King of Hell, and rushed back to the fields.
More motorcycle teams emerged from all directions. These knights crossed the mountains and rocks, bypassed the shallow creeks and tidal flats, and were only 1,400 meters away from the Maling Fortress in a straight line.
"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!" The company commander almost received the lunch box, just because he pulled the accelerator a few more times, and just because the time on the watch was slightly off by a few seconds.
At the same time, the highland natural barrier of Liuhe Mountain was also captured by the six-shift rotation team at the second time - the artillery force capable of supporting the frontal battlefield reached thirty-six.
Immediately behind the motorcycle team was the armored team. The three M270 self-propelled rocket launchers had just replenished their ammunition. Starting from the other side of the depression field, there were also four M2 Bradley tracked infantry fighting vehicles.
According to the order of march and approach, the motorcycle team can light up the defense map of most rural areas, use observers at highland beacons to constantly review the enemy's movement status, and broadcast the firepower position of the defenders.
The knights galloping in the wilderness walked through the artillery fire and cooperated with the artillery team, often arriving at the bomb craters within five or six seconds after the bombardment. These craters may also become foxholes and temporary bunkers for enemy soldiers.
By gradually advancing repeated investigations, the defense force of the stronghold is quickly dismantled.
The flames of artillery fire lit up from time to time at the Maling checkpoint, and almost all attention was attracted by these motorcycle riders, while the truly deadly weapons were still crawling hard on the muddy road - the armored team was moving very slowly, and the sound of artillery fire
Covering up the noise of most engines and without the guidance of lights, they were like poisonous snakes crawling in the fields. They crossed the messy country roads and slowly approached this dangerous fortress.
There seemed to be shadows flying down from the mountain cliffs——
"——They are the enemy's elite soldiers!" The motorcycle observer raised his head, his eyes involuntarily showing panic.
Crossing the dense grass, bouncing back to the trail from a sorghum field, I looked up at the sky again.
There was a layer of frost on the chubby face of this twenty-three-year-old boy. His psychic reaction became more intense, and various ghosts seemed to be spinning and flying in the air.
"Move! Move! Boss!"
The tires bit into the turf gravel, churning up the mud and sprinting out. Then I lowered my head and looked closely at the blurry picture of the unmanned reconnaissance drone, and I saw a blood-red eye through window 24.
It seems that an aerial photography electronic eye was caught by this beast. It can clearly see the blood-giving characteristics of this strange bird and crow-man. It should be a high-value target blessed by the elixir in the Maling level!
The company commander shouted excitedly: "Their cannons can't hit us!"
"Yes! That's right!" the observer continued.
Company Captain: "The guys guarding the gate are all a bunch of idiots!"
Observer: "That's true!"
Company Captain: "After beating away the little ghosts and spirits, there will always be some demons!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of huge three- to four-meter wings falling from mid-air at high speed——
——The "strange bird" rushed diagonally with an incredible swooping trajectory.
The observer held his gun on guard, but before he had time to raise the muzzle, his body was pulled violently by the lateral G force of the motorcycle.
The strong wind took away the company commander's helmet, revealing this man with red hair and resolute eyebrows like iron. The cigarette in his mouth was also wiped out by the wind and rain, and he escaped the dive of the blood-giving monster in the rapidly changing and chaotic battlefield.
attack.
"Fuck you..." the company captain cursed sullenly, with anger and hatred in his eyes.
This strong hatred came from six years ago, from a family that lost both parents and three younger brothers, and from his despicable body that was forced to become a blood-given servant.
"Boss! Be careful!" The observer finally got the firearm back, quickly removed the bullet from the chamber and reloaded the gun. He corrected the handguard smoothly, unplugged the sight and used the rear sight. The firearm was impacted and all hidden dangers must be eliminated.
Shoot again - this is the survival instinct taught to them by the gunsmith teacher.
The cold and vicious spiritual pressure fluctuations in mid-air became more and more intense. The roar of distant artillery fire bombarding the village was also disturbing their hearing and vision - it seemed that more blood-giving monsters fell from the mountain wall.
The front of the car twisted and went backwards, and the observer felt that everything was running forward. After two rapid breaths, the black hawk hovering in the sky swooped down again, and the company commander had already brought the car into a more difficult and complicated poplar forest.
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The body of the truck was shaking violently, and each bounce might be the last. The wheel suspension began to make a strange squeaking sound. The observer did not dare to take a breath, and pointed his gun at the sky, locking the sky tightly.
Target, his body swayed left and right following the tilt angle of the motorcycle to avoid the tree trunk.
"Don't resist it!" shouted the company commander.
Observer: "Yes! Follow it!"
It left behind wheel marks like scars in the mud as it flew through the woods and crossed deadly obstacles one after another.
Company Captain: "Hit!"
The moment the spiritual pressure probe reached the red line, the observer squeezed the trigger——
——The gun flame illuminated the monster's appearance, finally revealing the true form of this blood-giving monster from the dark shadows!
The bullet penetrated the chest of the winged harpy monster, causing it to vomit blood and tremble all over. The wings that stabilized its body were slightly skewed, and it seemed to be in pain and turned to the other side to fly low. It hit the tree pole and rolled several times.
He ate a lot of mud, then immediately flew out in embarrassment.
"Yes, yes, yes! Yes!" the company commander shouted.
Before the observer could get the summons bell and walkie-talkie——
The company commander shouted: "—Fight again!"
The motorcycle suddenly swerved to avoid another monster, which was a rhinoceros monster that jumped from the height of the mountain ledge. It should have smashed into the knight's car, but now it fell in the mud.
The gun flame spit out sixteen steel-core bullets, spraying blood, and the engine roared and roared, taking the two of them away from the southwest wilderness and continued towards the central wilderness.
"Relax! Relax!" the company commander shouted: "Like dancing! Let your arms follow it!"
The observer holds the gun like a cloud platform. No matter how his body shakes and moves, there is already enough information about the road conditions from the corner of his eye. At every turn -
Company Captain: “—Hit it!”
Observer: "I took a chance!"
After reloading and locking it, it was reloaded into the chamber and ready to fire. After the second magazine was emptied, the falcon in the sky was already hanging on by a thread, with more than twenty bloody holes in its body.
"Breathe! Breathe!"
The observer’s face was covered with scratches——
——Those are skin wounds caused by flying branches and sand and stones across the wilderness.
Company Captain: "Hit it!"
The moment the tire skin was polished, they returned to the wilderness and happened to bump into the second group of soldiers.
The two teams of knights each had their own troubles and pursuers to deal with. The company commander lost control of his vehicle. He entered combat mode with his gun in hand, established crossfire with the second team, and prioritized dealing with his teammates' pursuers - only to see another
A blood-giving noble had just taken off, and at the same time, a dense rain of bullets from three shooting angles claimed its life.
Sticky pieces of meat were scattered in all directions. The moment the motorcycle hit the ground with a flat tire, the comrades had already blocked the escape route of the out-of-control vehicle and stopped the commander's horse firmly.
"Finish it!"
The four-man combat team formed a formation on the spot, but within a second, the rhinoceros monster rushing out of the poplar forest hit the light source of four flashlights, shining directly into its eyes. It could not control its speed and ran away——
——The bullet hit the head of this copper-skinned and iron-boned monster, as if the steel-core bullet couldn't break its defense at all.
It was blinded by the flash and temporarily blinded. It lost control and rushed out on the dirt road on the other side, but a group of shining white wolf shadows grabbed the corner of its head and forced it back!
"Belloberg!"
The observer felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he shouted excitedly: "The crying general is here!"
"It's dead!" the company commander scolded: "This bastard is dead!"
The knights in the other team had no intention of fighting and drove their vehicles towards the main battlefield.
The hot spiritual blade emitted a thousand-degree heat. Meteor held the sword against the monster's head and neck to protect his comrades who had overturned behind him. When they returned to the field, the burning spiritual energy emitted by Beloberg happened to burn the monster to pieces.
A pile of barbecue.
Disarming his psychic powers and returning to his human form, the Crying General climbed onto his motorcycle and slapped the butts of the leaders of the four assault groups as he urged Jason Megan on.
"Let's go! Come on! Don't go into the river again!"
The two knights of the company are still stunned——
——Tell Bu Liuxing to grab Jason's back seat one by one and put it into his arms.
In the dark night, Mr. Jason's roar came.
"Do you have to think of me as an Indian driver?! This place is already full!"