Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

In the limited space given by the system, the stock of 7.62mm bullets assembled for AKM is not particularly large.

There are 20 full-loaded drums, and over 30 full-loaded standard arc magazines. As for shotguns, hey, there are countless.

The grandson of Du Weiguo has always had a mild phobia of insufficient firepower, and has an almost paranoid need for the number of ammunition to be prepared.

Therefore, the various types of ammunition stored in the space are incredible, and every time they are consumed, they will be replenished as soon as possible.

When he was in Baman City and Babailong Base, Du Weiguo had every chance to replace all these bullets with gold of the same volume, at least a few tons.

Money touches people's hearts. At that time, Du Weiguo didn't have the current wealth and was very entangled, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and gave up.

His persistence has also paid off at this moment. There is absolutely nothing to be afraid of in a war of attrition!

According to Du Weiguo's current hand speed and aim, in the burst mode, it only takes 3 seconds to empty and replace a magazine.

Of course, although the Soviet-made AKM uses a chrome-plated barrel, it is basically the most durable rifle among the rifles, and it still has a limit.

After firing about 600 rounds in a row, the barrel of the gun will start to turn red. Although it will not explode and will not affect the ballistics, but if you continue to shoot, the wooden butt will easily catch fire.

Therefore, starting from the fourth magazine, Du Weiguo began to adopt the single-shot burst-fire mode, and the rate of fire was still very fast, with a frequency of almost 4 rounds per second.

According to his current style of play, the solid and reliable AKM can withstand at least 2000 rounds.

800 meters away, the magician suddenly stretched out a hand forward, and the flying bullets were stopped in mid-air one after another, unable to advance an inch, very unreal.

This guy was originally a low-level street magician. When he first awakened his abilities, he used this method to sell his skills.

At this moment, while Du Weiguo was changing the magazine, a slightly impatient growl came out from under the magician's mask:
"It's absolutely impossible for him to maintain this shooting frequency all the time. Hurry up and kill him, Black Panther, are you dead? Are you watching a show here? Hurry up and control the beast to attack him."

Black Panther's face was terrified, cold sweat covered his face, and his tone stammered:

"Too, too evil, here, within a few kilometers around here, there are no beasts at all, boss, this guy is probably weird~"

Thunderstorm's one-eyed eyes flickered, his brows were furrowed, but he made a quick decision, stretched out his hand and pulled the black panther hard, and reprimanded:

"Black Panther, don't get confused, you immediately hide behind the magician, stay away."

After finishing speaking, he continued to face the bullet in front of him, took big strides, and walked in the direction of Du Weiguo without hesitation.

Needless to say, Thunderstorm is fine, he belongs to Zhang Fei's embroidery, thick and thin, calm in danger, and decisive in dealing with it.

No matter what the reason is, once a beast control master like Black Panther loses the support of the beast, facing an enemy of Du Weiguo's level, he is basically a grass chicken and a dog.

Moreover, the thunderstorm guy also has a big heart and super psychological quality. Although he is escorted by a magician, it really takes unparalleled courage to go forward under the pressure of bullets and headshots without changing his face.

Every bullet basically stagnated in front of his bald head, without exception, whenever the magician made a mistake, the thunderstorm would blow his head in an instant.

After a difficult advance to 600 meters, at this time, the flight speed and damage of the AKM bullets from the chamber have increased significantly.

Moreover, to make matters worse, the grandson of Du Weiguo has changed the shooting mode to the continuous shooting mode at this moment, and what's more, it is the drum-fed type with 75 rounds.

Although the barrel has its limit, there are far more than one AKM in Du Weiguo's arsenal, hey.

The bullets continued like a hurricane, and the thunderstorm and the magician were forced to stop in place again, making it difficult to advance.

The proud and arrogant magician had already landed on the ground with both feet in the mud, and stretched out both hands, angrily, roaring in an irritable tone:

"FU*K! How many bullets did this son of a bitch carry! Why hasn't his barrel fired yet? SHIT! It's all trash, where is that stinky bastard of the blood cross? After fighting for so long, why didn't he even fire a single shot? !"

The pressure of the thunderstorm was also great. The bald head was already dripping with sweat, and a fierce light was shining in the single eye. He asked in a low voice:

"Magician, don't talk nonsense, how long will it take before you can launch a counterattack?"

Under the magician's black metal mask, there was a muffled roar:
"My control limit is 300 meters, but if I go on like this, if I can't reach the place, I will be dragged down by him."

Thunderstorm glanced at the mountains of bullets piled up on the ground, his eyes suddenly tightened, and he made a decisive decision:

"Magician, make me a shield, and I will hold it up for a while!"

Although the magician is a bit of a second-guess person, he also knows the priorities. With a loud roar, he tore off his cloak and flew up with his mask.

His pale, bloodless thin face was covered with sweat, his expression was ferocious, and his eyes were red. Obviously, he was also very tired after blocking thousands of bullets in a row.

The magician's cloak was torn apart in the air, and countless iron pieces flew out, together with the mask, the bullets on the ground, and the Vulcan cannon in Thunderstorm's hand gathered and twisted together.

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a giant black and yellow metal shield that was half a person tall, suspended in front of the thunderstorm.

A 7.62mm bullet with a bullet weight of 16 grams. Du Weiguo has fired no less than 200 bullets in a short distance of 1000 meters, and all of them have been swept away by the magician at this moment.

Together with the metal hidden on the magician's body and Thunderstorm's Vulcan cannon, the heavy shield weighed nearly a hundred kilograms.

"Dangdangdang~~"

The bullets were like a torrential rain, non-stop, hitting the shield continuously, deafening, but failed to break through the defense.

"what!"

Lei Tian's eyes showed joy, his heart was determined, he roared, bowed his waist, and ran like a rhinoceros.

The magician also bent over, panting violently, while staggering and charging behind the thunderstorm.

About to reach the position of 300 meters, the magician suddenly sharpened his eyes and let out a loud shout. The giant metal shield instantly disintegrated, splitting dozens of hideous spikes in the air, and he was going to fight back!
"咻咻咻~~~"

At this moment, a shrill whistle sounded, and more than a dozen dark, shining spikes shot towards the magician through the gap exposed by the disintegration of the shield and the thunderstorm's tall body.

Du Weiguo was not foolish either, he just let them approach in a daze, when Thunderstorm and the others sacrificed their angle of view and used their shields to cover and rush forward.

Du Weiguo also made use of the Nine Serenities Lock, advancing instead of retreating, and his speed was much faster, as fast as a ghost, before the thunderstorm and the others, he shot first.

The distance was less than 50 meters, and it had already entered Du Weiguo's throwing damage range. Therefore, almost at the moment the shield disintegrated, the ebony wood spurs in his hand shot out.

This guy who can manipulate metal is very strong, can attack and defend, and is a huge threat. Naturally, he is the first target to kill.

Facing the sharp spikes that were so close at hand, the magician's eyes flashed with contempt, but they suddenly turned into horror. He couldn't feel these spikes.

However, when he realized it, it was too late, "FU*K! This is not metal, I'm dead!"

The idea just came up in the magician's mind, and he flew backwards as if riding the wind.

In the blink of an eye, he was thrown into the air by a bear-like thunderstorm in a backwards posture.

"Pfft~"

The sound of piercing into the flesh can be heard endlessly, and the thunderstorm used his majestic body to grab most of the wooden thorns abruptly.

As for the magician who flew into the air, he was only hit twice on the thigh, flew a full 5 meters, fell to the ground on his back, rolled his eyes, and passed out cleanly.

His physique was already quite weak, and at this time he was seriously injured, and he was tortured by Du Weiguo for so long just now, and he was almost exhausted.

The flying impact of the thunderstorm was powerful and heavy. Although it was aimed at saving people, he couldn't control the strength at all in his urgency. If he didn't hit him directly and break his bones and tendons, he was lucky.

Therefore, no matter how powerful a control mage with a crisp skin and thin blood is, he must not be approached by a warrior. He will definitely die, and he will not even have a chance to fight back.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

At the same time as the magician landed, Du Weiguo also landed steadily on a big tree. Without hesitation, he flipped his wrist, screamed again, and a few dark wooden thorns shot towards the thunderstorm's big bald gourd. go.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you is an iron law. Only an enemy who has swallowed his breath is a good enemy. As for the black panther, this guy is naughty, and seeing the situation is not good, he has already turned and fled.

"Zi La~"

Just when the wooden thorn was about to poke into the thunderstorm, a faint blue electric spark suddenly appeared on his body.

The few wooden thorns in the air, together with the ones that had been pierced into his body before, and his shirt, all turned into dust and disappeared.

At the same time, Thunderstorm also turned around suddenly, raised his hand, and a dark blue electric arc, like a long whip, extended from his hand and lashed towards Du Weiguo.

"Fuck!"

The speed of the arc was too fast to describe, and it arrived in an instant, and within the time limit, Du Weiguo flew up, dodging the blow narrowly and narrowly.

However, the big tree he lived in before was instantly split by an electric arc as if struck by lightning, and it was scorched black.

"I'm fucking stupid! I underestimated the enemy. Isn't this bald and stupid man with great physical strength? Can he actually control lightning and pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

In mid-air, Du Weiguo used the pulling force of the Jiuyou lock to change direction instantly, and narrowly escaped the second arcing long whip from the thunderstorm.

Du Weiguo has just been affected by the end of the arc, and now he looks a bit embarrassed, his face is dark, his hair stands on end, and the most ridiculous thing is that his head is still smoking, as if he was struck by lightning.

"Black Panther, hurry back and find a way to wake up the magician! Otherwise, we will all die today!"

The thunderstorm roared loudly, and at the same time, dazzling blue lightning burst out from his body, and his clothes were shattered and turned into dust.

The thunderstorm was naked, surrounded by electric sparks, as if he had turned into a god of thunder, and at the same time, his speed increased sharply, as fast as lightning, and he chased Du Weiguo fiercely.

The thunderstorm at this moment is like a madman, waving his hands desperately, two dark blue arc whips, flying vertically and horizontally, airtight, almost destroying the world.

"Crackling~"

But where the blue arc passed, the trees were broken like wind blowing wheat waves, and the incisions were scorched black, which was simply destroyed.

"Ow~"

The thunderstorm roared again and again, like an irrational beast, chasing and killing Du Weiguo frantically, without stopping for a moment.

The electric arc was extremely hot. Even if Du Weiguo shot the wooden thorn in his hand, he couldn't even get one meter closer to the thunderstorm. He was burned to ashes in mid-air.

The most terrible thing is that the thunderstorm is very fast at this moment, so fast that it is unbelievable. Even though Du Weiguo tried his best, he still couldn't get rid of him, and was even pulled closer by him.

"Clatter~"

A giant tree that was borrowing power was suddenly cut in half. Caught off guard, Du Weiguo lost his balance in an instant, and was firmly scratched on his left shoulder by the end of a blue arc.

"Uh~"

Du Weiguo let out a muffled snort, and a hideous wound was cut on the back of his shoulder in an instant. The bones were deep and scorched black.

The whole person was also sent flying by the huge force. After breaking a big tree, he fell hard into the bushes without making a sound.

Surprisingly, Thunderstorm didn't take the opportunity to chase him down. At this moment, the electric light on his body had been extinguished, his mouth, nose and eyes were single-eyed, and blood was gurgling even from his ears, and his mouth was vomiting blood.

"Plop~"

Thunderstorm fell to his knees weakly, every inch of his muscles trembling violently, he managed to hold the ground with his hands so as not to get down.

Obviously, transforming into Thor, even though it is majestic, devastating, and unstoppable, the load is too high and cannot last.

Just ten seconds is the limit that the thunderstorm can bear. Just now, if Du Weiguo persisted for half a second, he would lose his martial arts.

At this moment, smoke billowed and crackled in the dense forest. The brief confrontation just now affected countless big trees, and they were all ignited.

Beastmaster Black Panther poked his head out from behind a huge boulder, and slowly revealed his head, watching with sly eyebrows.

He heard the roar of the thunderstorm just now, but at that time he and Du Weiguo were fighting earth-shatteringly, flying sand and flying stones, and the cowardly black panther didn't dare to come over.

The humidity in the rainforest is high, so the smoke is also heavy. Soon, the dense forest is full of smoke, and you can't see anything.

The panther glanced not far away, lying on the ground, the magician who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, subconsciously licked his tongue, and boldly shouted into the thick smoke:

"Head! Magician!"

There was no response, the panther gritted his teeth, and slowly walked out from behind the boulder, looked left and right, and tiptoed towards the magician.

"Magician~ poof!"

The black panther had just walked up to the magician and called out, when a blood hole suddenly appeared on his forehead, and a dark and sharp shot shot out from the back of his head, bringing out a smear of beautiful blood.

"Snatch!"

There was a light sound from the tree trunk behind the black panther, his eyes were wide open, full of disbelief, he twisted his neck with difficulty, trying to see what shot his head off.

It's a pity that it was only halfway through the twist, when the eyes went dark, the pupils dilated, and could no longer support it, and fell limply on the ground, dying with regret.

"Puff puff~"

In the next second, the magician who passed out was hit by three evil shuttles on his head and face, his head almost split open, and he bid farewell to this world without a sound.

"Shashasha~"

Steady footsteps sounded, and Du Weiguo walked out of the thick smoke and flames shirtless like a hell demon.

The shoulders and neck were scorched black, the whole body was dripping with blood, the wound was so deep that even the white bones could be seen.

On one side of his intact hand, he was still holding an ear, and under the ear was Thunderstorm's ferocious head, which was beheaded by Du Weiguo.

With heavy steps, Du Weiguo walked slowly to a relatively flat rock, threw away Lei Tian's head, and sat down weakly.

After a while, he took out a can of beef from the space with some difficulty, squeezed it hard, and swallowed it in one gulp without caring about the cleanliness.

A moment later, when Nightmare dragged the unconscious Blood Cross to join Du Weiguo, his wounds had scabbed over, and he had changed into clean clothes, with three bloody heads piled under his feet.

It was night, in the dense forest in the southeast of Sumatra Island, on a relatively flat open space, a bunch of vigorous bonfires rose.

Above the bonfire, a rough and simple wooden frame was set up, on which a terrifying giant was roasting, which was a skinned tiger.

That's right, it's a tiger, a rare Sumatran tiger. This big guy is naturally the prey brought back by this glutton, Night Dire.

The so-called ferocious beasts, in the eyes of Night Dire, are all jokes, they are all just its food, only the difference in body size.

Dire is the king of the jungle, the creature at the top of the food chain, and it's the kind of dimensionality reduction attack.

Not to mention the distance, just because it goes all out and exudes its power, within a few kilometers, all the beasts are frightened, and they dare not approach at all. It is fiercer than a big fox.

Today, the black panther, the animal control master, was defeated by its tricks, soy sauce was used all the way, without even a single wave, and he received a boxed meal.

Having said that, there is only one spare seasoning in Du Weiguo's space, and that is salt, but the most top-notch ingredients often only need the simplest cooking method.

At this moment, this unlucky tiger is roasted golden and shiny, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the oil dripping and crackling, and the smell is tangy and mouth-watering.

Nightmare is actually somewhat afraid of fire, but at this moment it couldn't help but leaned in front of the campfire, sniffing its nose vigorously, its saliva was like a waterfall, and wet its chest in a puddle.

Du Weiguo, who was fiddling with the barbecue, suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth, picked up a burning stick, and threw it out.

The wooden stick was as fast as lightning, and it slammed several meters away, on the lower abdomen of the blood cross lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

"Ah~"

Du Weiguo didn't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and did not attack lightly. The woman let out a miserable scream, unable to pretend anymore, and opened her eyes in pain.

In the first moment, she saw three bloody and ferocious heads close at hand.

Rao even Blood Cross had seen the big scene, killing people like numbness, and his heart was as hard as iron, but he couldn't help being frightened, and his face turned pale instantly. (end of this chapter)