Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred heavy machine guns

Looking at the large porcupine in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang trembling slightly with the hands of binoculars. All the original backup plans have been stranded. The big mouse has these long-range monster, which can be suppressed while fighting. /

The Zhang Xiaoqiang combat team has six casualties withdrew from the battle sequence. This is the first and the round. Looking at the dense long thorns on the monster, Zhang Xiaoqiang will never think that this is their last time.

Including the three elite assaulters who died outside the fence, nine of the team members from Zhang Xiaoqiang could not fight with a gun. He brought a total of 50 people today, and the base was only Zhang Huai'an with more than 10 people on the defensive base. That is to say, Zhang Xiaoqiang has brought out 80% of the entire base's military resources, and so far he has lost 10% of his staff, and 10% of his staff are injured and cannot continue to fight.

The Zhang Xiaoqiang must carry the remaining 40 people, and must keep the wall firmly during the combined attack of the long-range mouse and the near-attack. It is not enough to keep it, and it will even hit the countless large rats. It is to eliminate. Only in this way can he get back the weapons and ammunition in the arsenal. The situation is not good at the moment. Zhang Xiaoqiang may take 80% of the combat team of the base here today.

The porcupines slowly creeping to this side seem to be instructed by something. They stopped the bloated body and slowly leaned down. Watching the weird behavior of those things, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly put down the binoculars and turned to shout. Tao: "Hidden???????????????"

After shouting, he turned and jumped into the small watchtower to hide his body behind the thick concrete wall. The other players heard Zhang Xiaoqiang’s shouts and dropped the empty ammunition box and ran in to hide his body. San Zi held one hand in August. -Style automatic running in and leaning on Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, from time to time extending the rifle to pull the trigger??????

The familiar voice of "Brush???" sounded again. Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the collar of San Zi and dragged him in. San Zi was rolled down into the pool of blood by the huge force of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"Ding Ding???" countless thorns struck outside the wall. Some scattered thorns were still shot into the house through the open small door. The place where the San Zi probe was just covered by the thorns.

San Zi looked at the place where he just shot the probe, there was already a layer of cement wall skin missing, he could not help but shudder, almost he became the sixth player to die today, he thinks Zhang Xiaoqiang is full of eyes Excited and grateful.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn’t have time to see his eyes. He picked up an Bayi rifle who was leaning against the corner and jumped out. He shot the large porcupine who slowly stretched his body.

The rifle jumped violently on the shoulder, the right cheek felt the trembling tremor of the butt, the muzzle was continuously sprayed with a blue-red flame, and a grain of bullet dragging the streamer hit it and stopped there in an instant. The huge living target of the monster shuddered with the most bullets, and the dense long thorns on the body broke off from it and fell on the foot for a circle.

A 30-shot bullet was shot empty by Zhang Xiaoqiang, but that monster also stopped shaking with the gunshots stopped, it shook its body with gently, and the broken thorns on its body fell with its body shaking. The ground, and then it received instructions from something, no longer shakes his body privately but slowly leans down again with other monster???

"Hidden?????" Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped in again with a loud shout, and other team members also stopped to shoot while they were familiar, and after three or four seconds, the dense long spikes arrived again as scheduled.

After some stings hitting the wall and the "ding ding" stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up a magazine full of bullets on the ammunition box on the side and quickly replaced it, leading the crowd to rush out and continue shooting. The members are aiming at the wall head, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is aiming at the monster that he just shot a magazine.

Another clip shot into the air. Zhang Xiaoqiang found that monster had nothing to do with the 7.62mm bullet of the Bayi rifle. It didn’t do any harm to it except the numerous long spikes shot on it. The feeling is that he is tickling it with the Bayi rifle.

The frequency of the long thorns of monster is not very fast. Zhang Xiaoqiang has estimated in my heart, about one and a half to two minutes, and they tend to bend down when they shoot long thorns, as long as someone reminds them in time There will be no damage to personnel when evading.

But these monster don't care about the people who can't shoot or shoot, they just keep leaning and launching, like saying to Zhang Xiaoqiang, I can't shoot you, but I can die you disgustingly.

The suppression shots of monster are not completely useless. At least the team members should avoid long thorns to reduce the frequency of rifle firing. Without the continuous suppression of the automatic firepower of the August 1 rifle, the formation of Rat Mountain began to accelerate, although every other The bullet will be repressed in about a minute, but the rate of Rat Mountain formation has been flat from now to the frequency with which the bullet can shoot.

It is now in the afternoon, Zhang Xiaoqiang keeps shooting with everyone, he does not know how many **** mice outside, he is anxious in his heart, he does not know what other than the remotely suppressed monster Suddenly give yourself another blow.

He removed an empty magazine and touched the bullet again~IndoMTL.com~ but found that he felt an empty, the magazine on the foot ammunition box was already empty by the Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the Zhang Xiaoqiang was dropped on the ammunition box. The empty magazine, which was piled up on a countless brass cartridge case, became a hump.

He grabbed a magazine and quickly loaded the bullet. His eyes kept looking at all directions around him to find a way out. If he could defeat it, it would be best. If he couldn’t, it would be better to find a way to break through.

Suddenly he swept the corner of his eye to the Type 537.62 mm heavy machine gun on the ground downstairs, and the thick baffle above made him move. The most important thing now is that there is no continuous fire to suppress the group of mice The reason is the remote suppression of the big mouse. If you move Type 53 heavy machine gun to the platform, then use ammunition box to block both sides, and use a shield to block the top of the head, is it not a sealed machine gun fortress?

Zhang Xiaoqiang was stupid looking at the rusty heavy machine gun on the workbench of the arsenal. He didn’t know whether he could restore it after removing it. Taking a step back, even if it was dismantled, Reassembled it, but what if there are more parts? To this point, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a deep experience, dismantle the toy after hours. A little bit bigger, it seems that as long as he passes his clever hands, nothing can function normally?

This is the third Type 53 heavy machine gun dismantled by Zhang Xiaoqiang. He realized the feeling of doctors performing surgical operations. In this underground arsenal, Wang Chong and Shangguan Qiaoyun also have two minor wounded people each holding two flashlights He shines.

Under the dazzling flashlight, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the machine gun parts in his hands and sweated. He wiped all the parts with gun oil and cleaned the barrel carefully. The parts are still those parts, but Zhang Xiaoqiang just couldn't fit it. He deeply regretted not bringing Wang Le out. With him, didn't these annoying things start out long ago?