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Chapter 410 Night Stalker

Chapter 410 Night Stalker

The purpose of the dozens of mercenaries was very clear. Using the government army's attack in the front as a bait, they went around and beat the bandits by surprise.

However, the terrain of this place is too dangerous, and it is necessary to turn over a cliff that is almost vertical at [-] degrees by detouring the side.

The exchange of fire between the two parties below has almost reached a fever pitch.

The general knew that this perimeter could not be lost, and so did his soldiers.

The flames of the machine gun didn't stop for even a second, and the sound of chug chug splashed layers of sparks on the rock like fried beans.

The black man who was shot by the bullet raised a string of blood beads on his chest. Because his body was too thin, the bullet shot into his chest without stopping and came out directly through his body.

When a row of bullets splashed blood on the man's chest, a huge blood hole exploded on the man's back at the same time.

The internal organs that had been crushed into pieces by the air pressure spilled out like a goddess scattering flowers.

The pink tender meat that was still beating slightly was smashed into minced meat by random gunshots in the air, and the blood spurted out and hit the dust on the ground.

When someone was about to charge, he only felt a numbness in his waist when he got up, and then he saw that his waist was soaked in water, and his waist that had been beaten into rotten flesh could no longer support the weight of his upper body.

There was a crisp click, and the cervical vertebra was shot in two by the bullet.

A person's body was easily divided into two halves, ###'s intestines were mixed with blood and splashed all over the floor, the liver and gallbladder were broken on the ground, and three thick liquids of red, yellow and green were mixed together and said Unbelievably disgusting.

Bullets poured down like raindrops, and in the blink of an eye, the government army lost more than a dozen people because of the disadvantage of the terrain.

But it is impossible for the government army to have no equipment.

Mortars, seen only in black-and-white movies, were carried to the front of the crowd.

One person fills the bomb and one pulls the fuse.

With a few loud bangs, the shells exploded in the bandit army's position. This kind of improvised bomb with iron nails mixed in it has an advantage over other bombs in terms of splash damage.

The flames were dazzling, and there were endless explosions, and small black mushroom clouds rose above the general's position.

The screams were shifted from the direction of the government army to the front of the castle.

Taking advantage of the time when the mortars fired and the machine guns failed to fire, the government troops screamed and began to push the front line forward.

The competition in this small space is who has the most firepower.

Obviously, the general who sits on the ground and defends has a lot of advantages.

Although the government army's mortar fire temporarily made them suffer a bit, but the successive appearance of bazookas, petrol bombs, and even homemade landmines made the balance of victory in the battle tilt to the general's side again.

The soaring flames ignited by the explosion of the petrol bomb will bring a long series of burning bubbles to anyone who licks them.

The unlucky ghosts of the government army screamed and covered their faces and bodies covered with blisters and rolled on the ground, crying for their parents.

They were all wearing very irregular old-fashioned military uniforms. In addition, this is a tropical place. These military uniforms are almost all short-sleeved shorts, and a large area of ​​​​the skin is exposed to the outside, giving the petrol bombs the best room to play.

The living people squeezed out the most miserable screams in their lives from their throats, and fell to the ground in the thick smoke soaring into the sky and turned into charred flesh.

As a result, there was another smell of burnt meat in this flesh and blood mill.

Because there is still some distance between Yixiantian and the forest, and there are almost all stones here, so the general's troops don't have to worry about causing a forest fire that will destroy the enemy.

The homemade landmines bought in the ground a long time ago also exerted unexpected power under the stampede of government forces.

The power of these home-made bombs is similar to that of the "sky cannon" that is used to set off firecrackers in Chinese New Year.

But it was buried under rubble.

After the explosion, countless gravels slammed into the faces of those government soldiers.

If he was lucky, his face was pierced by gravel, and he fell to his knees covering his bloody face.

Luck was almost broken by those all-pervasive stones and slipped in.

The joint synovial bursa and broken bones were mixed with stone powder, and every time they moved, the government soldiers screamed like killing pigs.

The bones with uneven fractures were torn apart and exposed to the air. The white bone marrow mixed with blood spewed out, and when it encountered the air, it turned black. Their bloody bodies.

The gravel was poured in from the hollow broken bones in the bang bang, and many ### went directly into the muscles of the wound.

When these wounded moved a little, the stones would grind back and forth in the interlayer of skin and flesh. Wan Ma's flesh-hungry pain made them completely lose their combat effectiveness, and they could only hold their wounds on the ground and wailed.

"###, this is cruel enough."

The tragic situation of the government army below was clearly seen by Luo Yu with a telescope. Looking at the hideous faces with distorted faces and eye sockets stretched out due to pain, Luo Yu could only say so.

But Lao Luo naturally had another plan in mind.

If it were him, he would tie a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid to these homemade bombs, blow them up and let the sulfuric acid pour over your grandchildren's faces. If there is no sulfuric acid, use gasoline, and let you make Xinjiang meat skewers with the gasoline bombs .

The bazooka and grenade of the government army saved his own life in the next moment.

Seeing the two sides fight like this, Luo Yu doesn't think it's enjoyable.

It’s the 21st century now, and these aboriginals are still fighting with the weapons of the Chinese people’s anti-Japanese war. On the first day I came here, when Penglier received me, I dared to use the AKs to support the scene.

Or the general didn't show his full strength.

After all, his castle is so luxuriously furnished, no matter what, it is impossible to fight the enemy with homemade bombs.

Da da da, the unique crisp sound of ak lifted the spirits of everyone who had been watching on the mountainside.

This kind of melee weapon, which can tear a big hole in an adult's chest with just one shot, is made for killing in combat.

When both sides showed this kind of weapon, Luo Yu could only describe the scene of dozens of AKs firing at each other in good terms.

The golden flames, the rich blood red, the flying minced meat, the disastrously broken bones, and the pulped meat, all of these were scattered everywhere in the green smoke of gunpowder.

At this time, the two groups of people were blinded by the blood, and they didn't care to wipe off the minced meat on their eyelids. At this time, all the anger could only be vented with the tongue of fire.

The raw materials in the meat grinding mill are still increasing, and the condescending bandits have taken advantage of the geographical advantage, pressing the government army under the sky.

But several explosions sounded in the bandit army's position, and the rise of thick black smoke indicated that the mercenaries outflanking from both sides had finally reached the strategic position they were going to.