Two Hundred and Twelve Go All Out
But the veteran's fingers couldn't be pressed down, the corners of his cheeks and eyes twitched again and again, and finally gave up: "No, I can't do it!"
Ye Han pushed the veteran away: "I'm coming!" He quickly pressed his finger on the shooting button, but when things came to an end, he couldn't press it no matter what, just like the veteran. In the end, he had no choice but to put down his arm, "Go further!" Go ahead!."
More giant ants appeared on the edge of the highway and jumped off the highway one by one, but Ye Han was helpless and could only watch helplessly and anxiously.
The veteran suddenly saw a depression in front of him, and immediately shouted: "Huya, drive there!"
Huya turned the steering wheel, and the armored vehicle made a sharp turn and drove into the depression, immediately reducing its height by half.
Finally, the giant ant was included in the safe shooting range, the veteran opened fire angrily, and a short shot hit the giant ant more than 30 meters away.
The specially-made hollow-point bullets quickly deformed after penetrating the giant ant's shell, tearing the giant ant's internal organs and muscles.
The vitality of giant ants is far inferior to that of cockroaches and praying mantises. Although they did not die on the spot after being hit by a series of bullets, they also lost their ability to move and fell to the ground, unable to stand up again.
The nearby giant ants did not restrain themselves because of the gunshots, and still gnawed on the human body. Many people only had broken leg bones, and their consciousness was still very clear. They kept screaming in horror and pain. At a glance, The area under the shoulder of the road, which is only a few hundred square meters, is like eighteen layers of hell.
The veteran suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and aimed at the giant ant as fast as possible. Each time, he shot a series of short bursts, and immediately switched targets after severely injuring the giant ant.
No matter how fast the firing speed of the parallel machine guns is, it is impossible to kill all the giant ants in an instant.
Ye Han really wanted to kill all the giant ants with one shot, but he couldn't do that; Ye Han really wanted to throw a bottle of pheromone to attract all the giant ants, but all the pheromones were handed in after returning to Fuyun; Han really wanted to call for air support and knock down all the giant ants with narcotic bombs, but the car radio failed.
In just a few minutes, the veteran fired all the bullets from the parallel machine guns and wiped out more than a hundred giant ants, but more and more giant ants appeared on the road, and they kept jumping off the road to join the gluttonous feast under the road shoulder. The speed of the increase in the number must exceed the speed at which the veterans can eliminate the giant ants.
The veteran stared blankly at Ye Han: "What should I do?"
The screams no longer appeared, and the screams almost disappeared. Ye Han's eyes were dull: "Fire."
The veteran adjusted the muzzle silently, and suddenly there was a cannon sound, and a cannonball accurately hit the giant ant more than 30 meters away. The ant spewed out of its body, as if it were an ant-shaped chimney.
The machine gun had 500 rounds of ammunition, but more than half of the ammunition in the car had been consumed in the battle against the giant locust, and it was less than 200 rounds at full capacity.
Ten minutes later, the shells ran out, and the only usable weapon left was the anti-aircraft machine gun on the roof, but the anti-aircraft machine gun was not a remote-controlled shooting, and someone had to climb on the roof to shoot.
Twenty or thirty meters away is an ant colony, and hundreds of giant ants are staring at them. Even if they are willing to risk their lives to climb to the roof of the car and shoot, they will not be able to kill the giant ants, not to mention the few people in the car who are not yet passionate. To the point of disregarding one's family life.
Ye Han couldn't help but watch the giant ants eat people, so he picked up his rifle and said, "Huya, turn the car over!"
Huya immediately complied. Ye Han opened the shooting hole on the side of the carriage, set up the rifle and pulled the trigger. The body of the gun recoiled slightly, and a series of bullets shot out of the chamber. fell to the ground.
The rifle also used newly issued hollow point ammunition, but the caliber of the rifle was too small, and its lethality was far inferior to that of parallel machine guns. A dozen bullets hit the same giant ant, but they failed to seriously injure the giant ant.
The veteran also picked up a shotgun, which was filled with special arrow-shaped bullets, and what was shot out of each shot was not a bullet, but a short steel arrow full of barbs.
The power of this thing is no worse than the anti-aircraft machine gun on the roof. Although the wound caused after hitting the target is not big, but after the arrow penetrates into the body of the giant ant, the destructive effect is no worse than the hollow point bullet. The cutting power is even worse than that, three to four shots can paralyze a giant ant, in other words, two giant ants can be wiped out with a full load of bullets.
The crisp sound of rifles and the dull sound of shotguns are on stage, and the unrestrained shooting consumes a lot of ammunition, but not many giant ants are killed.
The bullets on Ye Han's body were quickly emptied, and he took the magazine from the veteran's body unceremoniously, and while loading the gun, he shouted: "Huya, load the magazine——"
Huya woke up like a dream, quickly picked up the magazine Ye Han dropped, pulled out the bullet box, and pressed the bullets into the magazine with all his strength. His movements were proficient and quick, but no matter how fast the speed of pressing the bullets was, it could not compare to the speed of shooting. In a short while, Ye Han shot all the bullets on the three people.
Empty magazines and messy magazine casings piled up at Ye Han's feet, and Huya hurriedly handed over the pressed magazines.
This time the operation carried two additional bases of ammunition, and it was carried according to the standard of a full load of people. The total number was about six or seven thousand rounds, and the average was more than two thousand rounds per person.
However, most of these bullets are assembled in bridge clips one by one, and only the five magazines carried on the body are filled with bullets, a total of 150 rounds, and the three people add up to only 450 rounds. To survive Ye Han's unrestrained shooting?
The situation of the veterans is better, the rate of fire is slow, and the rate of consumption of bullets is also slow.
The giant ants gathered more and more. Two people shot with all their strength, but they could only kill a small part of the giant ants. Ye Han didn't know how many bullets he fired, and his shoulders were hit by the continuous recoil. The magazine, when reaching out to touch the magazine, it was unexpectedly empty.
"Huya—Magazine!"
Huya didn't speak, Ye Han turned his head to look, only to find that Huya was sitting next to the bullet box, with an empty magazine under his arm, and a bridge clip with trembling hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't put the bridge clip into the magazine Bayonet.
Under Huya's feet, empty bridge clips were piled up.
Ye Han put down his rifle, sat beside Huya silently, and held down his trembling hand as if he had a stroke: "Forget it, no need."
Huya was stunned: "Ye Pai?"
Ye Han sighed bitterly: "Only the few of us can kill a few giant ants after being exhausted. We have done our best and really tried our best." After that, he picked up an empty magazine and took over the job of pressing the bullet .
The veteran put down the shotgun and slowly moved his stiff fingers: "Where did these ants come from? So no one knows that the ants came here?"
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