Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 196 Super God

M4O6 high-explosive grenade, 40mm caliber, 32 grams of explosives inside, the killing range is 5 meters, after the explosion can produce more than 300 fragments, the fragments fly through 1,500 meters per second, but the flying speed of the ammunition is not enough Hundred meters per second—to put it bluntly, it flies relatively slowly, visible to the naked eye. >≧One novel <≦≤≦≤

The machine gunner at the No. 3 machine gun position saw a grenade that seemed slow, and could even be described as erratic. But as a trained Mexican anti-narcotics policeman, he knew very well that this "slowness" was an illusion. Seeing the grenade coming directly, he subconsciously lowered his head.

The m2hB that was facing Zhou Qingfeng stopped shooting, and he was keenly aware of this, and immediately rushed out of the broken house that was about to collapse.

Twice the physique of ordinary people, and strengthened by 30%, Zhou Qingfeng's running speed is just an afterimage. But he was a full three hundred meters away from the position of the No. 3 machine gun, and it would take him twenty or thirty seconds to run as fast as he could.

"He's crazy!" The old 'seal' held up the binoculars and saw Zhou Qingfeng's fearless charge. "The machine gun may fire again at any time, and the machine guns from the other two directions will also be aimed at him."

In fact, just as Zhou Qingfeng ran out, 'Dog Meat' just rushed into the position of the No. 2 machine gun. Zhou Qingfeng killed six people in the camp, but there were still seven or eight left. These people know that they must not let the elite Brotherhood on the beach rush out. What they have to do is to suppress, suppress, and suppress again. When the patrol boats at sea approach, they can naturally send them to kill God with bullets.

"Pile up the sandbags, move the bodies out of the way, and let the machine guns roar again."

"Please Captain Guzman for support and continue the shelling."

"Act, or we will die."

A small leader was reorganizing the shooting, and he was also intimidated by Zhou Qingfeng's precise marksmanship just now. But he believed that as long as the heavy machine gun in his position fired again, the reckless guy on the other side would definitely die.

But when the spare machine gun team removed the corpse and put the m2hB back on its feet, everyone found a dog's head baring its fangs.

The little boss didn't think much about it, and shouted 'kill it', but before his subordinates had time to make a move, the 'dog meat' had already pounced on his chest.

The little boss only thought he had encountered a mad dog, he stretched out his hand to stop it, leaned back, and at the same time aimed at the 'dog meat' with the other hand and shot. But 'Dog Meat' snapped a mouthful, and bit a big hole in the chest cavity.

All kinds of terrified shouts and chaotic gunshots sounded from the position of the No. 2 machine gun. No one cared about the machine gun anymore. Everyone was startled by the tragedy in front of them, and hurriedly gathered together to drive away this terrible vicious dog. And the little boss looked at the big hole in his chest,

Judah couldn't believe he was going to die.

'Dog Meat' ran around the house nimbly, avoiding the muzzle of guns and waiting for an opportunity to attack. It was only a matter of time before all the soldiers in the entire position were killed. This is the consequence of being approached by 'dog meat'. Ordinary people simply cannot resist its agility and speed.

The No. 2 machine gun position is finished, but there are still No. 1 and No. 3. Zhou Qingfeng was running towards No. 3 position, while the machine guns from No. 1 position were chasing him. Although Zhou Qingfeng ran fast, it was definitely not as fast as the bullets.

The old 'seal' saw this from behind and immediately shouted over the radio: "Attack that machine gun on the left and buy that Chinese boy time."

But the American soldiers who were suppressed at the front replied: "Sir, we are still suppressed. There are three machine guns in the left position. We have launched two attacks, but six people have died."

The old 'seal' got angry, and ordered again: "Then six more people will die. We must buy time for the Chinese boy, or we will all die."

"We can't do it."

"We were shelled."

"We were overwhelmed by machine guns."

"We need support."

Hearing this kind of nonsense on the radio, the old 'seal' was really angry. He looked up at Zhou Qingfeng again, only to find that this brave Chinese kid was not dead yet, but became more and more fierce.

In the No. 3 machine gun position, m406 grenades fell into it accurately.

The machine gunner bowed his head and felt a bang behind him, followed by violent vibrations and air waves. When he turned his head back, a bunch of ammunitionmen and deputy shooters fell behind him, dead and crippled, all wailing.

Looking at Zhou Qingfeng again, the situation was even more frightening. That desperate guy rushed over from 300 meters away, and his speed was definitely faster than ordinary people. He had already run across the open sandy beach and stepped on the solid concrete ground of the beach park. His speed was so fast that he couldn't see clearly silhouette.

m4o6 killed a total of five people, and Zhou Qingfeng's combat effectiveness increased to 155%. His agility and speed are beyond imagination.

"Idiot, you won't succeed." The undead machine gunner felt a strong threat of death. He aimed at Zhou Qingfeng again, and now the distance between the two was nearly 200 meters, enough for m2hB to create a dense barrage, sweeping to death anyone who dared to make an impact.

Bang dong dong bullets spewed out from the barrel of the heavy gun, and the hot projectiles swished and flew, and the ground or buildings hit by them were all cracked, and a large amount of dust was splashed at each impact point.

And at the nearly two hundred meters where the dust was everywhere, Zhou Qingfeng began to sway quickly from side to side, his keen eyes passed through the death distance in the middle, and stared closely at the direction of the opponent's gun. He can always run close to the ground with extremely quick movements, while maintaining a high assault.

In the eyes of the machine gunner, Zhou Qingfeng was like performing acrobatics on an ice skating rink. He always used all kinds of unimaginable movements to avoid the projectiles he fired, and his movements were smooth without any fatigue. This made all his efforts futile and ridiculous.

"Asshole, asshole, asshole!"

The machine gunner is like a child holding a pistol and chasing flies everywhere, while Zhou Qingfeng who is running pushes away the barrel of the grenade launcher, letting the previous m406 shell case fall and go into the barrel again. Stuffed a grenade.

While running, Zhou Qingfeng threw himself on the ground. The distance has been reduced to a hundred meters, he can't get any closer, and he can avoid bullets left and right if the distance is far away, but if the distance is close, he can only lie down and shoot another m4o6 towards the machine gun position opposite.

A bang grenade fell into the position, killing and injuring several people, and then fell in again, and then fell in again, and finally fell in again.

After four or five m4o6, the entire machine gun position was blown to pieces. Amid the constant explosions, the machine gunner was naturally unable to shoot, and he couldn't even raise his head due to the pressure of the raging air waves. However, several grenades failed to kill him. When he finally raised his body and looked back, he was the only one left alive among the machine gun positions of more than a dozen people.

Zhou Qingfeng, on the other hand, became more and more vigorous, and his combat effectiveness became stronger as he bombarded, as if commentary was constantly coming from his ears.

first drop of blood

Double kill

triple kill

Four kills

Pentakill

Big kill

runaway

unstoppable

Dominate the battlefield

close to god

In the end, the attribute of 'Murderous Awe-inspiring' had increased to the limit of 100%, and Zhou Qingfeng was already like a god! (To be continued.)

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