Six Hundred and Ninety One Blossom
"Calm down... calm down... calm down..."
Holding a gun and curled up on the battlefield where lead bullets were flying, Pierce couldn't hear the slightest noise in his ears.
He has been utterly focused.
The duel of the top hunters is completely different from the face-to-face bloody fight. You can't be passionate, you can't be impulsive, you can't see your opponent, and you can't find your target.
Turning defeat into victory and exchanging injuries for lives are extravagant dreams for hunters. No matter how strong you exercise your body, most of the time, people who are impatient will become dead first.
Pierce knew all these things, some of them were taught by Lorraine and other brothers, and more of them were his own perceptions as his abilities improved.
But no matter how much he knows, this is the first time he has competed with a truly evenly matched opponent.
Life and death are so close, there is a thin line of difference... even, they have already been confused together.
Pierce has fired 12 shots and dodged 8 since dodging Nasien's first bullet.
The firefighting distance between the two sides started from 120 meters, and quickly exited the 150-meter field of vision limit. Nacien's last shot was about 230 meters, and Pierce couldn't see anything except a flash of gunfire.
Pierce couldn't see it, and Nacien certainly couldn't see it, just like two blind men dancing their swords across the river. No matter how beautiful the sword dance is, it is impossible to hurt the opponent. Theoretically, this is the case.
But only in theory.
The villa was understaffed, and every position was stretched. However, the mistake in the opening allowed Pierce's subordinates to get a dream start of 18 vs. 26 in the firefight.
If Pierce ignored it, the deterrence of the platform would be insufficient, and the pirate musketeers would very likely intervene in the fight in the villa, breaking the hard-won balance.
He had to put more energy into short-range melee, actively revealing his position time and time again, jumping repeatedly at the boundary between life and death, and the most dangerous time, Naxien's bullet almost grazed his scalp.
Pierce was most frustrated by the fact that Nacien could easily tell where he was from among the dozen or so points of fire.
Five of his 12 shots were aimed at close range, knocking down four people, while Nasien fired a total of six times while he was shooting, and only one shot was aimed at the auxiliary vehicle, and it accurately shot a hapless guy's eyeball .
This is the experience gap!
Pierce took a deep breath, clenched Charleville in his hand, stuck out half of his head, and looked from the platform to the entire line of fire.
"14 to 16, the gap in firepower is finally small."
Whispering, he turned around, slowly poked out the barrel, and aimed at the only pirate rushing up the hill.
"Just kill 3 more, or 4..."
boom!
The roar of the artillery sounded in the direction of the lake, and the red-hot projectile roared into the air, passed through the woods, and hit the tower like a meteor, and the outflowing flames covered the high walls in the blink of an eye.
The whole building shook violently under the impact of the shells. Standing on the narrow defensive platform, it was like a ship rushing straight into the center of a raging storm.
The earth shakes and the mountains shake!
Pierce staggered and threw Sanmei Xiao to the ground. When he looked up, he saw someone jumping out of the low wall while shaking, screaming, waving his hands and feet and falling to the roof, and then rolling down the slope of the roof, without a trace. He fell and flew out defenselessly, and then, there was a sudden scream!
The screams suddenly, the battle cry suddenly.
The villa fell into silence for a moment, but after only a moment, the pirates resounded with applause.
"It's Freeman!"
"It's our cannon!"
"Come on!"
"Long live the flower bomb!"
boom! boom!
More shells flew to the villa,
The desperadoes cheered and charged towards the gate of the villa.
The pressure on the villa's defense surged, and Chamuyam seized the opportunity to force Leif away, and rushed to Drake's formation to break through the block for his subordinates.
Leif howled angrily and chased after him, but after only two steps, he suddenly noticed the fire in the corner of his eyes.
Bang bang bang!
The sporadic pirate musketeers rushed up to the ridgeline, and three or four sailors were shot down in one round of shooting. Leif angrily covered his body with the Slude shield, and raised his hand to chop down the nearest enemy.
"Pierce!!!"
boom! boom!
New shells fell.
One smashed through the wall and penetrated into the first floor. Bright red flames shot out of the glass, ignited the curtains, and created a storm of flames in the dressing room.
Another hit the ridgeline of the grass slope, and two pirate musketeers were thrown into the sky like torches, but soon, more gunmen charged to meet the fire.
Pierce still thinks that he is facing the mercenaries of the capitalists who are fighting for money. Seeing their crazy appearance, he couldn't help spitting out the smelly saliva in his mouth.
"Bah! These lunatics...do they think they are pirates!"
He jumped to his feet, raised his gun and shot through a pirate's chest, before throwing himself to the left without thinking.
Sure enough, the lead bullet like a necrosis bit into the bone, and hit the shooting pile where he was covering with a bang, and the broken stone chips flew like a blue-gray lily.
"Move and shoot! Stand firm! Suppress! Rapid fire! Squeeze those lunatics back! Squeeze them all back! Quick!"
boom!
The fourth shot, less than thirty seconds after the first, hit the gap between the villa and the ridgeline. The fire hit the wall of the house with a bang, at least four people were shredded by shrapnel, and more than a dozen people were ignited by flying sparks.
Chamuyam and Laif looked at the sight of hell within reach with red eyes, and shouted in unison seven or eight meters apart.
"Retreat/Rush into the villa! Don't love to fight!"
"Back / kill in!!!"
...
The room was shaking.
Enjoying Nuoya's delicate scalp massage, Lorraine frowned and listened to the noise and gunfire outside the room.
Edley ran into the room: "President, there are a total of four six-pound guns with explosive ammunition. The vice-president can't suppress the line of fire. Captain Eriksson has already retreated into the villa with his men, barely holding the second floor. "
"Blooming bomb... still underestimate the enemy?"
Lorraine patted the back of Noah's hand depressedly, and sat up straight.
"Adrey, immediately escort Minister Hamilton to evacuate from the secret passage and board the Blue Swallow Falcon."
"You tell Katerina that after picking up Mr. Minister, the Qingyan Falcon will leave the port to meet the enemy immediately. I want him to destroy that troublesome artillery position as soon as possible, and also patrol the coast to cut off the passage for the rats to support."
"Yes!" Ai Delai hammered his chest with his legs together, and hurried away without saying a word.
Noah handed the newly poured whiskey to Lorraine, and asked softly, "Captain, will they have reinforcements?"
Lorraine shook his wine glass thoughtfully.
"Flower ammunition is not a cheap item that everyone can get, let alone Governor's Island, which is an important coastal defense of the capital of the United States."
"I guess there must be an accomplice of this group of rats in Williamsburg, and the status is very high. If he still has enough prestige, then what we have to face tonight is probably no longer just a dozen assault boats hired Soldiers..."
"If I remember correctly, there were two regiments of garrisons in Fort Williams."
"Two regiments?" Nuoya covered her mouth worriedly, "Isn't there 2,500 people?"
"It's impossible for all 2,500 people to be close friends of that mouse and willing to accompany him in treason. There may be five or six hundred reinforcements. If that's the case, we have no chance of winning tonight."
"Five or six hundred people..."
"Pierce will find out in advance." Lorraine comforted Noah pretending to be relaxed, "This building is very fireproof, and the secret passage leading directly to the pier is even better. They can't trap us, and the worst result is nothing more than annihilation No more mice..."