Chapter 98 This Feeling Is Simply Wonderful

"Cough, cough..."

When the shelling ended, Guo Yinci covered his head and slowly emerged from the "quilt" made of a large pile of corpses. Looking around, he saw not only his adjutants, but also many guards, other senior generals, and even the expats who came to him for refuge. All he saw were all kinds of dead bodies.

Moreover, the limbs are still incomplete, and some parts cannot even be distinguished.

In short, Guo Yinz looked around and saw no one alive.

Only the wave energy rifle in his hand can still be used as a crutch...

Bang!

However, with the sound of a gunshot, Guo Yinzi seemed to see a black object flying towards him in his right eye. Then he slowly knelt down and fell completely on the remains of other incomplete limbs, never having the chance to get up again.

Pierre: "If you pretend to be dead, I will prepare a camera to take a picture of you to make you look better. But with a saber on your shoulder, do you really think I don't know who you are?"

Pierre, who shot half of Guo Yinzi's head open, had no intention of rushing forward to fight with him. In this era, sword fighting, which was considered a symbol of warriors in the era of cold weapons, has long been swept away. A garbage dump called history.

Although his own thunder blast assault rifle is equipped with a spear, he will not use the spear as his main fighting method.

In short, under Pierre's gun, Guo Yinzi became another of his dead souls. After a simple tidying up and taking pictures, Pierre and his comrades quickly evacuated Guo Yinz's headquarters to avoid being discovered and besieged by other pig-headed men who came over.

But judging from the current situation of fighting everywhere in the city, it is estimated that Pierre and his party have no chance of encountering the pig-headed man who came to observe the situation.

Therefore, they hurried back to recover and then see where their support was needed.

Cash: "It turns out that without electricity, their defense facilities are basically meaningless, right? OK! It seems that the focus of the attack will be on the power supply system in the future."

Guillermo: "So do we."

Cash: "So we have to strengthen response measures in this area. But I really didn't expect that if they didn't have a power plant, they wouldn't even be able to deploy troops and understand the situation of one of the troops."

Guillermo: "My own estimate is that they must have relied on radar-based projection maps for a long time to plan operations, instead of planning with marching maps and pencils like we did. Especially based on the seizures of the scouts, we found their projector.”

Cash: "Well... regardless of the facts, take down the entire city and clean up all the pig-headed men and black-haired kobolds."

Just like that, after completing the mission and continuing to fight into the city with the large army, Pierre opened the way with the Nash shotgun with the butt cut off in his hand, and still shot the pig-headed man in front of him to the ground with a calm and calm shot.

Obviously, Pierre is a tough guy who escaped from a concentration camp and was a member of an underground resistance organization. He has an inexplicable affinity for street fighting. Especially when he aimed every shot at the pig-headed man's face and pulled the trigger, killing the pig-headed man until he fell down in various postures.

Mailin: "The gun has been repaired and here it is for you."

Pierre: "Okay."

Boom!

However, there was a loud noise, and just as Pierre borrowed the jammed rifle from Mailin, the building on his right suddenly fell down.

…

"Get up, get up quickly..."

call out!

Seeing his teammate in front of him suddenly having his head blown off by a blue light bullet, Pierre, who had not yet regained consciousness, was awakened by the blood. Then, Pierre took out his Braun revolver and shot at a pig-headed man holding a wave energy rifle where the light bullets flew. After just knocking down one pig-headed man, he then saw several other pig-headed men holding cutting cannons and two pig-headed men holding wave energy rifles heading in his direction.

In this regard, aiming at the target and pulling the trigger is what Pierre has to do now. However, after pulling the trigger five times in a row and knocking down five pig-headed men, he still saw three pig-headed men hiding behind the pillars left by the ruins of the building, preparing to kill him.

have!

Thanks!

However, Pierre was relatively lucky. The fallen comrade lying on his body also had a revolver on his waist.

So, die!

When Pierre pulled out his comrade's Liaoyuan revolver with his left hand, pressed down the exposed hammer, and aimed the front sight and rear sight on the muzzle at the first pig-headed man who came to seek death.

Farewell!

So Pierre gently pulled the trigger, and an 11×35mm reinforced pistol bullet went straight to the pig-headed man's nostrils with a strong jet force.

In an instant, the 11×35mm reinforced pistol bullet, which was originally used to "subdue" crocodiles and even out-of-control Cyclops, caused the pig-headed man's face to explode, and Pierre, who quickly pulled away, pointed the muzzle at The quasi-second pig-headed man tried to attack him.

Boom!

It has to be said that as a member of the Bundy organization, Pierre is an expert in shooting many types of firearms. A distance of about 12 meters is not difficult for him at all. At least under his gun, the pig-headed man's face was like a broken flower pot, spraying extremely bright, but also extremely dirty colors outward.

Next up is the pig-headed man.

The same one-handed pistol shooting as usual, the same precise headshot as before.

In his opinion, the pig-headed man and the black-haired dog-headed man were all prey.

They just turned into rotten meat that would never get up again in front of his gun.

In short, Pierre was very satisfied with the Liaoyuan revolver in his hand, which weighed 1.24 kg, was 193 mm long, had a barrel length of 63 mm, and was fed by 6 rounds of ammunition. Even if the pig-headed man wore combat uniforms, he did not hit their faces. He absolutely did not believe that the pig-headed man could withstand the close-range shooting of the Liaoyuan revolver.

Although it had a more modern side-swing loading structure and a conventional design method that was conducive to right-hand shooting than the Braun revolver that he used more often in his pocket; but for a warrior like him with excellent marksmanship, the effect of a burst of pulp with one shot was always the best.

Mai Lin: "Can you help me? Pull me out..."

Of course, it was not the time for Pierre to ponder whether it was useful or not. He had to pull up Mai Lin and other teammates who were not killed by the collapsed bricks and stones or killed by the pig-headed man. However, Pierre was embarrassed. Four of the ten soldiers in his reconnaissance squad were killed, and the leading sergeant was also one of the killed.

As a result, Pierre, who was carrying a walkie-talkie, was temporarily elected as the temporary captain because he saved the lives of his teammates with his accurate shooting skills, and continued to carry out the operation of clearing the pig-headed people.

Pierre: "Are there people like you?"

Mai Lin: "The minority obeys the majority, five to one, you just give the order."

Pierre: "First find the main force, and by the way, take away their nameplates and other useful supplies."

Mai Lin: "Just take them away like this..."

Pierre: "I'm still carrying a walkie-talkie."

Compared to how to curse, Pierre asked other comrades to be alert to the surrounding situation while collecting the supplies and bodies of the fallen comrades, and he reported to his superiors. So, after a simple report, Pierre and the six scouts formally bid farewell to the bodies of the fallen comrades, and waited for an armored vehicle to come to the rear to collect them. Next, they still have to complete their work. The pig-headed people in the city are like rats. They need hunters like them to find them out and completely eliminate them.

Admittedly, Pierre himself has his own reasons for being so cruel, but this is also the task assigned to them by the scouts.

As long as the pig-headed people or black-haired dog-headed people have not voluntarily put down their weapons and kneeled on the ground to surrender, don't blame him for shooting every enemy in the head.

Street fighting is really suitable for him as a soldier.

Especially when he is holding a Nash shotgun in his hand again.

After firing a shot, the trigger guard is pressed and retracted, the next bullet is loaded, and the trigger is pulled at the guy who dares to show his head... This feeling is simply wonderful.