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Chapter 245 Purgatory in Hell (Seventh Change)

If the scene of hell was depicted in Dante's Divine Comedy, then the sides of the Namibian National Highway at this time are purgatory within hell.

——From "Memoirs of Yu Zhiqian"

"bullet!"

Xiong Dakou let out a big mouthful, and yelled at the subordinates beside him. Just now, the [-] rounds of ammunition chains had been fired, but he was still pulling the trigger like crazy. After Yu Zhiqian saw it, he kicked him. wake up.

After standing up on the ground, Xiong Da forcefully opened the magazine box and prepared to continue shooting. Yu Zhiqian looked at Xiong Da who had regained his senses, and then he continued to shoot with confidence. No, it should be called slaughter.

Before, Yu Zhiqian was still worried that tens of thousands of people would attack the position he guarded, and he was too tired to deal with it, but now he realized that he was thinking too much, really thinking too much.

In Yu Zhiqian's imagination, the blacks would retreat in an orderly manner. After finding themselves ambushed, they might retreat back, and then regroup and attack.

But that refers to a disciplined and strong army, such as the elite troops of the PLA, who have received strict training. Even if they encounter an ambush, they will not panic, and they will cover each other in an orderly manner and counterattack.

Now what Yu Zhiqian is facing is a group of ordinary people with weapons who have not received professional training. When they encounter danger, they don't resist like ordinary soldiers, but run for their lives, forward or backward.

There are also some veterans of the anti-government armed forces who want to fight back, but this is only a small part. They were coerced by the people around them to retreat before they even picked up their guns. Take the exit a few meters away.

This is luck, black people who are unlucky are directly knocked down, and then trampled to death. On the road and on the hills on both sides, there are a group of black people who are running for their lives. These black people even lost their weapons. , just want to be able to run faster.

But there are too many people, the people behind don't know what happened in front, keep moving forward, the people in front, on the verge of death, want to squeeze back crazily, like two streams of water, converging at one point, constantly Some people fell down and were trampled under their feet. They didn't even have time to groan, and they turned into meat paste.

The bullets killed some anti-government armed soldiers, but more soldiers were trampled to death by their own people. The biggest casualty now is the stampede. At least thousands of soldiers were trampled to death because of panic, and how many bullets killed? ?There is no way to count yet.

"Don't mess around, fight back, fight back!"

An anti-government armed officer stood in a car and yelled loudly, but his voice was covered by screams and screams. No one heard what he was shouting at all. Everyone just wanted to get out of here quickly. Don't want to die here.

"boom!"

A shot hit the officer's head, and Yu Zhiqian had no interest in continuing to shoot. Now throwing a grenade down could kill a dozen or more people.

What Yu Zhiqian is doing now is to keep looking for valuable targets, those who are trying to maintain order or prepare to rebel. As long as these people die, the rebel soldiers will continue to chaos until a small number of people live. down.

Yu Zhiqian now wanted to remind the rebel soldiers to run to both sides, and they did not ambush on both sides.

Another two ammunition belts were empty, and Xiong Da didn't know how many people could be killed by [-] rounds of bullets. Seeing the piles of corpses below, Xiong Da still had a fire burning in his heart, and he wanted to kill more people. The rebels, avenging the tribesmen.

"The barrel is too hot, take a break!"

Seeing that Xiong Da was changing the belt, Yu Zhiqian raised his voice immediately, and at the same time handed over an AK: "Try this, they won't resist anymore!

Yes, the black people below would not resist at all, and they were all running for their own lives. In just five or six minutes, Yu Zhiqian didn't know how many people died, but he couldn't see the ground clearly. There were corpses all over the ground. In pieces, the yellow land and the roads were all turned black and red. Under the sun, the smell of blood began to spread.

Several machine gun positions turned off one after another, and the barrels were already very hot as they fired continuously. If they continued to shoot, the barrels might blow up directly.

The machine gun is no longer used, but the rifle is still firing. The rebels below are slaughtered like pigs and dogs. Compared with before, it may be necessary to aim. The blacks have been slaughtered within a range of at least two to 300 meters. There were wounded lying on the ground, but there was no time to identify them.

"Stop shooting, notify the artillery, and shell at the designated position!"

Yu Zhiqian put down the pistol. He didn't feel very good about this kind of massacre. He is not an inhuman monster. If the opponent resists.

I would be excited, because fighting with others is so much fun, but when a person doesn’t even fight back, you will feel boring. Although this kind of thinking is dangerous, it can indeed reflect Yu Zhiqian’s state of mind at this time.

But Yu Zhiqian was not careless. Although the anti-government armed forces did not resist, he still had to earn his own money, and the people who died were all black, so he had something to do with him.

The preset bombing target of the artillery position is about 800 meters away from Yu Zhiqian. There is an open space in that place. According to Yu Zhigan's previous plan, that side is reserved for refurbishment by the rebels. After their attack is frustrated, they will gather there. Rectify, after a few rounds of bombing, you can achieve good results and delay their attack time.

But now, Yu Zhiqian can see through the drone, where the black black people are gathered, some people continue to walk behind, some people sit on the ground with a blank face, and some people are yelling crazily like the rest of their lives after a catastrophe. The world is full of states.

Observing the battlefield at this time with a drone is even more shocking. Looking down from a high altitude, the land that was originally composed of green plants and yellow soil was suddenly dotted with ink. A large black area remained motionless. Yu Zhigan and others were beaten to death, as well as the bodies of rebels who were trampled to death by their companions.

There is also a long black dragon, which continues to move forward slowly on this road, but it used to go forward, but now it has turned part forward, part backward, constantly colliding, and finally slowly backward.

There are corpses everywhere. After Yu Zhigan zooms in, he can see the corpses piled up on the ground. How many people died?At least two to three thousand, maybe a few thousand more, maybe even more than ten thousand, it is impossible to count now.

I can only use one sentence, the army is defeated like a mountain, the ground is stained with blood, and the corpse is like hemp.

(End of this chapter)