Chapter 610 Hunter

While waiting, another small man came running along the ditch.

"Captain, you came early." He took a breath, took off the cloth bag that was straddling his body, and put it at Danny's feet. "All the ammunition I got is here."

"If it's hunting in the mountains, I should have returned with the prey by this time," Danny said disapprovingly, "How much was given to me?"

"Thirty rounds."

"It's really not enough..." He muttered, "Damn machine gunner."

The little man is the youngest soldier in the team, named Mai Ya, who is only sixteen years old this year and serves as his own.

Every precision shooter will be equipped with a protector, who can quickly suppress the target when the enemy is approaching, so as to gain time to transfer or bayonet.

Danny doesn't need protection, especially an underage child. The reason why Malt was chosen as the protector was because he couldn't stand Carl Vanbert's plea. He and the minister of construction have been neighbors for many years. They used to live together in the streets of the new district. Naturally, they knew that the other party regarded all the children who graduated from the college as their own children.

Since the precision shooter is usually positioned further back, the protector will actually be safer for soldiers assigned to the front line. Danny knew that His Majesty Roland hated fiduciary relationships or mutual protection, which was one of the few things he could do.

Seeing Mai Ya squatting on the ground picking out bullets, he couldn't help asking, "Haven't you thought about changing jobs?"

"Leaving the First Army?" Mait said without raising his head, "No, I like this place quite a bit."

"This is not a game of playing house," Danny raised his eyebrows. "We may die on the battlefield at any time, and you don't need to take this risk. People who can graduate from Cal Academy can go to the city hall." Work, the salary there is not lower than that of the First Army, and it is very decent."

"But I don't like to run errands for those officials all day - I want to pick up a long gun to defend His Majesty," the little man piled up the 8mm bullets he had cleaned up in front of the trench, "and..." He suddenly stopped when he said this, His face also became a little reddish.

"Because Miss Nana?"

Malt didn't answer, but her cheeks turned even redder.

Danny couldn't help laughing out loud, "At least half of the people in the First Army admire Miss Angel, even if you line up, you won't be able to get your turn. What's more, her father is still a baron. You can climb high."

"I, I didn't think so," Malt said, poking his neck, "As long as I can see her every day, I'm very satisfied."

Danny shook his head and stopped talking, knowing how strong people can be when they're emotionally invested—or paranoid, because he was, too.

Whenever I am free, as long as I close my eyes, the figure of the green-haired woman will be reflected in my mind.

If she hadn't rescued him, he might have died in the forest.

At that time, she was still the devil's claw, the embodiment of evil. Danny buried all this deeply in his heart, and dared not tell anyone. Unexpectedly, when they met again, the witch had been cleared of her grievances and became an innocent person, and she also lived in the witch's mansion in the castle area, and opened up various experimental fields in the Hidden Forest.

He can't enter the castle area at will, so on the day of vacation, he always picks up a hunting bow and goes hunting in the Hidden Forest. Danny even thought about it, if one day he no longer serves as a soldier, he will apply for a job as a forest ranger at the city hall, and use the Hidden Forest as his new home.

"Woo———————————!"

At this moment, the trumpet sounded.

This is a signal that the enemy is approaching.

Danny suppressed his thoughts and readjusted the butt of the gun.

Regardless, he is still a warrior now, fighting to protect His Majesty and overthrow the witch-hunting Church.

...

As the sun gradually rose overhead, a group of horses and horses in shining armor appeared at the foot of the mountain.

In order to surround this only climbing road, the defense line was less than one kilometer away from the Hermes Mountains. From the moment they descended the mountain, they had already entered the attack range of the artillery.

Danny knew that Master Iron Ax would not miss any chance to strike the enemy.

As if confirming his conjecture, a dull roar suddenly sounded from behind—like thunder from the sky coming from far away, and he could even see blurred black shadows flying over the top of his head towards the enemy.

The battle started without warning.

Due to the long distance, Danny can clearly capture the landing point of the shell. The mud and dust stirred up when they touched the ground were like clusters of blooming wild flowers, and the long line moving forward like ants suddenly fell into a panic. It was the first time to feel panic when faced with an invisible attack. If it was an ordinary mercenary or militia, a few rounds of bombardment would completely destroy their morale.

But the church's army did not retreat, they began to speed up, and the formation became loose.

When Danny could see the other party's clothing and weapons clearly, this group of people had already suffered at least three rounds of bombardment-the formation of fifty field artillery was enough to make the bombardment continuous, which was very important for the enemy. Definitely a tough experience. They don't have horses, so they can only walk this road to hell with their feet.

It was rumored that the mighty God's Punishment Army erected a huge shield and put it at the forefront of the team, forming a gray iron wall about five or six hundred meters away from the first trench.

But it doesn't mean much to the shells, as long as they can hit the giant shield, the shield will be torn apart, knocking the enemies behind to the ground.

"I can't go on like this," Danny shook his head, "I'm afraid they will be completely defeated if they don't reach the first trench." He knew the firepower arrangement of the position very well, and first greeted the enemy between 1,000 and 500 meters away with artillery fire , Wait for the opponents to gather before the barbed wire, and then clean the battlefield with machine gun fire, while the revolver rifle is only used for close-range combat after the opponent charges, and will not fire within two hundred meters.

"Isn't it good to be defeated?" Malt put his feet on the edge of the trench and looked out.

"Of course, then I won't have anything to gain." Danny swept the prepared bullets into his pocket, picked up his gun and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" The little man hurriedly grabbed him.

"The ditch further forward," he shook off the latter's hand, "you just need to stay here."

"I will go with you!"

"Don't follow, this is the captain's order!"

Danny dropped these words, and looked at his waist to touch the longitudinal groove.

The sound of the shells hitting the ground became more and more heavy, and even every dull impact sounded, some soil debris would slide down from both sides of the tunnel and pour into his collar.

He knew that he was getting closer to the front of the battlefield.

Passing through three horizontal ditches in succession, ignoring the strange gazes cast by other team members, Danny took advantage of a new round of shells to land, and looked out - the large shield of the God's Punishment Army was clearly distinguishable, and he could even Hear the hoarse shouts and yells of the enemy.

This distance is about 400 meters.

It's close enough.

Danny took a deep breath, set up the rifle, aimed the front sight at the position slightly higher than the upper edge of the shield, and pulled the trigger.

With a crisp sound, a string of blue blood sprang up from behind the shield—the giant shield and shield bearer crashed to the ground, revealing the bewildered judge warrior behind him.

He pulled the bolt, ejected the steaming casing, and snapped it back into place.

The sound of the gun being loaded made his blood boil.

First, Danny thought.