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Holding a gun, the fat man bent over and ran all the way through the traffic trench leading to the front of the position.
The gun is a Chakner military mt-2060ii light sniper rifle. It is silent and has an effective range of three kilometers. It uses mixed ammunition and can be fired in bursts. The rate of fire is six rounds per second. It is equipped with a dedicated electronic sight.
The original owner of this gun was seriously injured. When Nash took the fat man to the position and found the gun, it was lying quietly beside a thin and thin Sergeant Chuckner. The sergeant was lying in the combined medical cabin, even though his entire lower abdomen was pierced by shrapnel, he was still clutching his gun tightly.
The fat man saw the skinny sniper's eyes when Nash spoke to him and picked up his gun. It is difficult to describe what is expressed in those deep and clear eyes. Expectation, or inquiry, or reluctance and examination. It wasn't until the fat man nodded vigorously, and whispered something in his ear, that the sergeant firmly grasped the gun's hand, and then slowly let go.
The gun was well tuned, and the fat man knew right away that it was a good sniper's weapon. Careful maintenance and debugging make every part of the gun run in so well, so strong, which makes people feel at ease.
In the sky, there was another series of trains entering the tunnel.
Fatty rolled suddenly into the corner of the traffic trench. A deafening explosion sounded not far away, and a piece of mecha wreckage was blown high into the air, rolled down, hit the ground, made a dull impact sound, and raised a cloud of dust. The violent vibration made Fatty's ears buzz, and his chest, which was on the ground, was aching from the shock.
The dirt and sand that was lifted up into the air fell like drizzle, hitting the ground with a series of fine and dense sounds. The fat man turned over and got up, shook his head, shook off the dirt on one end, and continued to run towards the front of the position.
The explosion-proof shelter on the traffic trench has been bombed to pieces. The sun penetrated into the trench, sprinkling a patch filled with gunpowder smoke.
When Fatty walked through the shattered sunlight and crawled to the trench intersection at the front of the position with his hands and feet, the sound of the explosion was covered by the violent gunshots.
Fatty poked his head out. In the trench, more than 20 Chakna fighters were lying on the slope of the position more than 100 meters long, firing desperately. The rearranged firepower points and shooting positions are organized into an intertwined firepower network. The pouring energy couldn't help but sweep towards the surging Jeppen skirmish line on the gentle slope in front of the position.
Puff puff puff. A few energy bombs penetrated into the mound not far above the fat man's head. A row of round holes instantly appeared in the dark brown soil, and a few wisps of fine dust splashed out, which were blown away by the wind immediately.
"Damn it!" The fat man's face turned blue and white, he shrunk his neck, gritted his teeth and entered the trench.
"Just here?" A second lieutenant Chakner, who was squatting in the pit and grabbing the energy box on his body, turned his head to look at the fat man, and then at the empty back of the fat man, with a contemptuous smile on his lips: "Just you?"
"Well," the fat man licked his lips and nodded.
Markovich and four other bandit soldiers who can fight are in another traffic trench as a reserve team. Among the more than 30 people in the bandit army, he was the only one who really stood at the forefront of the position. There is a little boy behind, but that guy is collecting weapons everywhere, and he doesn't know what he wants to do.
"Finally there is a man." The second lieutenant smiled. He patted the shivering fat man's shoulder approvingly: "Don't be afraid! The more you are afraid, the faster you will die!"
Hearing the sound of bullets puffing into the soil above his head, the fat man's face turned pale.
The Second Lieutenant looked at the sniper rifle in Fatty's hand, and said with a smile, "Aren't you a mechanic? Can you play this?"
Fatty nodded.
"How is the repair of the mecha?" The second lieutenant obviously just asked casually. When the fat man nodded, he had already turned his head away, looked at his companion who was desperately firing at the firing position, and threw another random question.
"It's fixed." The fat man followed the eyes of the second lieutenant and looked at the Chakna soldier above his head who was pouted and fired.
Suddenly, the expressions of the two absent-minded guys changed at the same time, and they fell down on the ground.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion sounded over the heads of the fat man and the second lieutenant. The Chakna soldier on the shooting position was suddenly lifted up by the terrifying shock wave, flew to the other side after the battle, twisted and fell into the ditch.
"Medical soldiers!" The second lieutenant yelled, quickly helped up his bleeding companion, took out the hemostat that he carried with him, tied the wound, and wrapped it tightly with gauze. Soon, the medical soldiers who were scurrying in the trenches bent over and rushed over.??, take a tight position in the pit wall behind the trench. Large and small shattered mud clods fell into the pit.
It seems that I can't make it through!
In the entire trench, counting and counting, there were no more than a dozen people. Those lying on the muddy ground were all wounded. Those who were slightly injured were still bandaging themselves, and those who were seriously injured could make several medical soldiers sweat profusely.
The firepower of the position can no longer stop the enemy's advance. Occasionally, it can be suppressed. As long as the Jeppen people lie down and fight back, they will be suppressed back immediately. When the probe went out again, the distance was shortened by tens of meters. Coupled with the [Fushan] mecha that has been showing off its prestige, within a few minutes, the Jeppen people will be able to rush in and smash this position like tofu.
Sampson carefully hung the two fusion grenades on the tactical vest. Put the trigger point in your hand in the most convenient position. This is his last resort after the enemy breaks into the position. With just one touch, he can take a few unlucky Jeppen on the back and go on the road together.
Overhead machine guns fired endlessly.
Sampson didn't know how much the enemies in his area had advanced in such a short time. He looked around, maybe it was time to change his shooting position. There are still several shooting positions that are vacant now.
"Bang" There was a very small gunshot behind him.
Sampson, who was leaning sideways, knew without turning his head that it was the fat man running around with a sniper rifle who was shooting.
Sure enough, before he could turn around, the fat man ran up to him, crawled ten meters away and fired a shot, then turned back and fired another shot. Regardless of whether he hit or not, this guy jumped to the front with a kick like a rabbit.
"Damn it." Sampson grinned: "The running position is quite erratic"
He was a little envious of this lively fat man. I don't know how to live and die to this point, it can be regarded as a state.
Suddenly, he turned his head and listened, and felt something was wrong.
The sound of machine guns overhead has disappeared.
Sampson quickly stretched out his gun and swept it out, killing two Jeppen soldiers who were rushing up with their buttocks sticking out one after another. Only then did they find that the machine gun hidden between the rocks and the big trees had already misfired. The machine gunner's helmet was gone, and all that could be seen were the bark peeled off from the side of the big tree and a shocking pool of blood.
Looking at the location of the bloodstain, and then looking at his own location, a thought that horrified him suddenly jumped into his mind He turned his head suddenly. Twenty meters away to his left, at the front of the curved position, the fat man quickly pointed his head and fired. A Sergeant Jeppen was headshot just as he encouraged the soldiers beside him to charge upwards.
This time, Fatty didn't move his position immediately, but fired three shots on the spot.
One shot at a time. A sergeant, a corporal, and a machine gunner who just set up the machine gun! The three blood mist burst out almost at the same time, on the sun and the turquoise forest slope, it is dazzling and dazzling!
Sampson searched quickly, and as far as he could see, he could no longer see a Jeppen officer Those officers who were screaming, driving the soldiers, or leading the charge frantically, those officers Every time he charged, the officers who would fill his entire field of vision disappeared completely in this sunny and strange world
"God!" Sampson's mind went blank.
He stared blankly at the fat figure poking his head. At this moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its color and sound.
During this second or tenth of a second of sluggishness, suddenly, the ground trembled violently. A black shadow flashed past him.
A weird mecha jumped out of the position!
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