Chapter 203: Fierce Battle on the Defense Line [Subscription Request]

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Flash displacement has an unparalleled advantage.

No matter how tight the encirclement of flying monsters is, it is destined to be unable to devour him.

The two M134 revolver machine guns in Chen Xuan's hands continued to fire.

From time to time, a bat-winged demon or a corrosive vulture would fall to the ground after being injured.

Even if they were lucky enough not to fall to death, they would be killed by nearby adventurers and mercenaries.

After killing dozens of flying monsters, the bullets in the ammunition box were exhausted.

The barrel glowed with a green light like hot iron felt, so hot that it could be used for barbecue.

But it was not directly burned red like the M2 heavy machine gun.

Because the two are not weapons of the same generation.

The M134 revolver machine gun was developed based on the M61 heavy Vulcan cannon.

So it is also called the MINI Vulcan.

When it came out, the M2 heavy machine gun had already been mass-produced and in service for more than half a century.

The two are different in structure and process materials.

The M134 has six barrels, which are fired in turn under the rotation of the motor.

The wear of each barrel is not easy to reach the shooting threshold within a reasonable firing rate.

It is equivalent to six barrels "serving" this gun.

And it has two barrel specifications, one is carbon steel with high alloy chromium-molybdenum steel as the main material.

This alloy barrel is now widely used by most standard rifles.

For example, the famous AR series rifles.

The second is stainless steel, mainly 416 stainless steel, which has 12%~14% chromium, low carbon content, good corrosion resistance, and good processing quality.

After being manufactured into a barrel, the service life is generally longer than that of a carbon steel barrel.

Its tensile strength can reach 7030.69 kgf/cm2.

The Rockwell hardness value is usually between 25-32.

The difference is that the cost of a stainless steel barrel is higher than that of carbon steel.

It has not yet been popularized in standard rifles, but most of the precision marksman rifles launched later use stainless steel barrels.

The M134 vehicle machine gun is called a "newcomer", but it has been in service for seventy or eighty years.

During this period, it has undergone many modifications and design enhancements, and has been fully updated and replaced. It uses a more durable barrel, and its shooting life is naturally longer.

Of course, the M134 is a rapid-fire weapon after all, and its maximum rate of fire exceeds that of the M2 heavy machine gun by several times. In addition, it has more electrified parts, and its comprehensive loss rate can only be said to be half a catty.

But in the current situation of war, it is still very powerful.

As long as Chen Xuan is willing, after replacing the new belt box, these two M134 heavy machine guns can fight again!

However, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and he does not have much time left.

He only has five M134 machine guns in total.

In a hurry, Su Lape couldn't get more good stuff.

He could only wait until the second-hand American weapons of the fungus were all in place.

Using the storage grid's ability to absorb, he quickly collected his weapons.

The monsters below had advanced to the third echelon.

Under the command of Tansen Mars, the adventurers and mercenaries fought and retreated, retreating towards the last large magic circle.

There would buy them time to evacuate back to the tower.

As the distance advanced, the offensive of the long-range monsters suddenly stagnated.

They also needed to move their positions to a position closer to the temporary defense line to ensure that the range could cover the rear.

However, with the flying monsters following one after another, the pressure on the defense line defenders was not much relieved.

The dozens of flying monsters killed by Chen Xuan were just the tip of the iceberg.

After the first encirclement failed, most of the flying monsters decisively changed their targets.

Only a small group continued to fight with him, and the rest all fell to the ground.

The bat-winged demon whistled past people's heads, and from time to time it opened its mouth and howled out silent overclocked sound waves.

Each sound wave can create ripples in the air.

Adventurers attacked will be knocked away as if they were hit by a super pendulum.

The attack methods of the poisonous eagles are more disgusting.

When flying, their main attack method is to spray a ball of putrefactive liquid.

The chest and neck of the poisonous eagles are bulging, and then a ball of dark green liquid the size of a melon is ejected, which will instantly spread and spread when it lands on the ground.

If it hits the human body directly, it will quickly consume and corrode the body's protective magic, and then melt the flesh and blood into a pool of stinking water.

In addition, the claws and beaks of these poisonous eagles contain toxins. If the defense is broken and blood is seen, the toxins will take effect in a short time.

Those who are hit will be paralyzed at the least, and will be poisoned to death on the spot at the worst.

This makes the retreating defenders miserable, and they have to be careful at all times to avoid stepping on the ball of putrefactive liquid.

As for those huge rotten heart demon eagles, they are even more arrogant.

They whizzed across the defense line like flying buses.

From time to time, they swooped down, and each time their huge claws swept across the ground, they could carry away at least a dozen adventurers.

Under their claws, roadblocks and chevaux de frise were as vulnerable as models.

Even the sturdy towers were as fragile as tofu in front of the giant claws that could break gold and stone.

With the city crossbows in the outer direction withdrawn to the city in advance, these rotten heart demon eagles seemed unscrupulous.

The arrows shot by black iron or bronze rangers could not even break through the defense of the feathers.

There are also earth-boring worms scurrying around underground.

They raise the ground and sometimes swallow adventurers directly on the ground.

The tubular mouth full of sharp teeth is like a meat grinder. It only takes a moment to squeeze and chew the unlucky eggs that fall into the mouth.

Therefore, the pace of on-site retreat was much faster than planned.

Moreover, it is said to be a retreat, but in fact it is a rout.

After the temporary wall collapsed, the ground front collapsed completely without lasting two rounds.

If the echelons were not arranged in an orderly manner in advance, simply escaping could cause stampede casualties.

The monsters were advancing by land and air, and it was normal that the makeshift garrison couldn't stop them.

The head-on battle between blood and fire still depends on the trained legion.

On the tower on the front line, Tanson Mars' expression remained unchanged, as if he had known that such a situation would happen.

"Let's go."

"The defensive plan at the rear remains unchanged."

"Activate the monster center when it crosses the freezing trap."

He said loudly to the flag soldiers beside him.

"Then...what about you?"

One of the flag soldiers asked quickly.

But he saw Tansen Mars lightly adjusting the buckle of his chest armor.

He took the two-handed giant sword engraved with flame patterns from the hands of the subordinates beside him with his backhand.

"As a lieutenant, I naturally have to fight for the city."

After saying that, he grabbed his sword and jumped down from the tower twenty or thirty meters high.

The magic essence gathered in his lower body, forming a cloud-like buffer.

After landing, dust rose.

Tansen Mars held the sword with both hands, and orange-red flames soared upwards from the handguards, eventually covering the entire wide sword body.

A wolf-headed shadow surrounded by flames faintly emerged in the firelight.

He also has the same tattoo on his right arm.

This is the symbol of the family to which Tansen belongs, the fire wolf Mars.

Legend has it that one of Mars' family ancestors had a powerful legendary fire spirit.

Therefore, the blood of the younger generation contains the power to control fire.

Either become a fire-affiliated spellcaster, or practice fire-attribute magic skills.

Holding the flaming epee in hand, Tansen gradually accelerated his pace and ran toward the defeated crowd at the front.

He was obviously wearing armor and holding a heavy sword, but his steps were very agile.

Soon he arrived at the forefront of the rout. The black-backed pigs scurrying around and the dog demons that chose people to eat made the scene a mess.

The sounds of crying, screaming, and fighting were endless.

No one cared about Tansen, most people just wanted to escape.

But running fast is not necessarily a good thing. Those aerial monsters like to attack lone fast runners.

Only a small number of adventurers and mercenaries are still carrying out difficult resistance relying on small teams or geographical locations.

The ground was littered with corpses, both from monsters and aborigines.

All kinds of blood were mixed together, and they accumulated under the body, forming a strange oil paint.

Tansen raised his flaming sword and jumped up high, slashing forward.

The scorching flames of the sword swept out and even formed a breathtaking flame shock wave.

Under the sword's light, both the black-backed pig and the dog demon were chopped instantly.

The diffuse flames covered the surrounding area, forming a sea of ​​​​fire with a radius of five to six meters.

No one who can cultivate to the peak of silver level is a simple person.

After all, at this stage, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a gold-level reserve.

Standing in the air, holding two AK74 rifles while fighting and retreating, Chen Xuan had a panoramic view of everything.

He was amazed at the power of that magic technique.

Yes, Tanson Mars used serious magical skills, not magic.

This is the first time that Chen Xuan has seen elemental magic skills with his own eyes.

It can be seen that Tansen does have a few brushes.

In fact, there are only seven people with peak silver-level strength in the entire Magtan City.

Among them is the president of the Adventurers Association, the tauren Virginio Wuho.

and Ahn'Qiraj Loud of the Magic Association.

The aborigines have a stable combat power system, but there is a huge gap in combat power levels.

Strength can change status and treatment to a certain extent.

Those who come from humble beginnings can gradually rise through strength.

However, there is a paradox involved here, that is, a humble background will affect the resources and time for practice.

Unless you are very lucky, it is really difficult for most people to get ahead.

It's a potential balance.

There are always only a handful of people who can become the top of the pyramid.

Either you have the qualifications, you have the resources, or you have to rely on luck and luck.

In short, Tanson Mars' performance can be regarded as refreshing Chen Xuan's inherent understanding of aborigines.

The flaming sword slashed in all directions, and the sparks flying in the sky actually partially restrained the advance of the monsters on the ground.

Occasionally, a blind flying monster would attack and be split in half by Tansen with a jumping slash.

He bought the others time to evacuate.

But after all, what Tansen can influence is only a small area.

In the village's defense line, the rout was almost complete.

It's much more than this one place.

Chen Xuan calmly floated in the air, holding a rifle and firing harassingly.

The main targets are those bat-winged demons and rotten poisonous vultures flying all over the sky.

Seeing the fleeing adventurers and monsters approaching the location of the preset large magic circle.

From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of several figures struggling with monsters below.

Immediately put away the rifle, took out an RPG loaded with 70mm armor-piercing bullets, pulled the scale, activated the supersense, attached magic to it, and made an aiming gesture.

I saw an orc holding a broken shield and a battle axe below, blocking the front with blood all over his body.

Beside him, there was a dwarf warrior Frode, who was less than 1.3 meters tall, working hard to stab out a spear with a half-broken tip.

There were also several mercenaries holding different weapons nearby who were resisting together.

Everyone was injured.

"I can't stop it!"

"Quickly retreat to the back of the magic circle!"

The orc warrior Mogroga shouted loudly.

There was blood on his protruding fangs.

"Let's go together!"

The dwarf next to him threw the tattered spear in his hand with force, piercing the eye socket of a black-backed pig.

He waved his hand and drew out the two short swords at his waist to block the rushing dog demon.

Although he is not big, he is very strong.

Just as the two were about to leave, a roaring gale swept across the ground.

"Cry!"

A loud cry appeared, and a rotten heart demon eagle swooped down.

Its huge claws plowed across the ground, leaving several gully-like traces and knocking away everyone along the way.

The dwarf warrior happened to be in front of the giant claws.

At this critical moment, a green figure flashed by in a savage manner and pushed Frode out directly.

"Mogroga!"

The dwarf warrior roared, his voice full of panic and sadness.

"Live..."

The orc warrior Mogroga was hooked and flew away by the giant claws of the rotten heart demon eagle.

Its body broke into two halves, flying more than ten meters away.

It did not resist at all. After pushing Frode away, it only left an unfinished exhortation.

That is "Live... Go!"

The green blood unique to orcs was spilled, and Mogroga's mouth was bleeding, obviously dead.

The rotten heart demon eagle picked up a body that was picked up and swallowed it while flying.

The dwarf warrior Frode's eyes suddenly turned red.

Tears ran down his sweaty face, leaving two tear marks.

He didn't bother to wipe his tears, stared at Mogroga's body for the last time, and then staggered towards the retreat direction.

"Survive..."

"I want to survive!"

At this time, the culprit, the rotten heart demon eagle, swooped down again.

The target was the staggering dwarf Frode.

This guy was not stupid, and he was just teasing him at this time.

The desperate wind pressure appeared, and Frode fell to the ground with despair on his face, feeling the whistling from above.

"Mogroga, I'm sorry..."

"I'll come to drink with you soon..."

He faced the ground, tears blurred his eyes.

In a trance, he thought of his good brother Mogroga, and also thought of his wife and children far away in Sanbao.

Just as he was desperately waiting for death to come.

An explosion like thunder occurred.

"Boom!"

The violent shock wave blew him several meters away from the ground.

"Boom!"

"Crackle!"

Along with the tremor of the earth, Frode felt a burst of fishy and warm raindrops dripping on his neck and body.

He raised his head, but before he could take a closer look, he was stunned.

In front of him, there stood a human carrying a strange long tube.

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