Uncle Nine's World: Unlimited Replication Shocks Uncle Nine

Along the way, Zhang Lin saw all kinds of rotting corpses on the rocky beach, some had just rotted, some had rotted to the bone, and some corpses were scattered all over the place, exuding an unbearable stench.

Fortunately, it is winter and there are no mosquitoes, otherwise the smell may be even better.

With so many corpses, Zhang Lin didn't see a soul wandering here.

The rocky beach is constantly bumpy, so you have to be careful every step you take, otherwise you will be fatal if you get injured.

Wu Wanli looked at the corpse on the rocky beach with a complicated expression, swallowed and continued to move forward.

"Buzzing..."

Zhang Lin suddenly heard the roar of the plane, but the others did not respond.

"Stop, hide on the spot, the plane is coming."

Wuqianli asked loudly: "Chief, where is the plane?"

Zhang Lin pointed to the east direction and said: "In this direction, get down on the spot, load the corpse, hurry up, reload the Stinger missile, and listen to my orders."

Qilian lay down one after another, Zhang Lin took out a stinger, loaded the ammunition, and waited for the plane to arrive.

As soon as I was ready, I heard the sound of the plane at [-] li, and my eyes were shining when I looked at Zhang Lin, thinking to myself:

"The chief is simply a god. If he learns a few tricks, he can beat the foreign devils to pieces. We have to find a way to learn from him."

Zhang Lin didn't know that Xiao Jiujiu, who was [-] miles away, was busy staring at the plane now, trying to shoot it down as soon as possible.

In fact, Zhang Lin thought too much about it. Holding a weapon decades later, hitting an airplane of this era is as easy as an adult hitting a child. As long as you don't fly high in the sky, you can hit one accurately at a low position.

Even if you dodge it, it’s okay. The missiles are still heat-seeking and will turn. Just ask if you’re afraid.

The plane came from the mountain in the east, it should be scouted by a reconnaissance plane, so it didn't fly high.

Zhang Lin licked his somewhat dry lips, raised the Stinger missile to aim and said:

"Here we come, get ready."

Just when the plane was about to reach above him, Zhang Lin gave an order.

"emission!"

"Hey~~ Boom! Boom!"

More than a dozen missiles dragged long white smoke and flew towards the two planes.

After two sounds, two balls of fire burned in the air, and then fell on the rocky beach not far away.

The pilots on the plane didn't even know who hit them, and went straight to their god,

The airport realized that the plane was gone when it could not be contacted half an hour later.

Another plane was sent to reconnaissance, but Mao didn't see it. Zhang Lin and the others had already passed through the rocky beach and entered the deep mountain.

Walking in the valley, Zhang Lin was a little excited when he saw the system's reward just now, because the system gave him a big killer.

It is the "107-type [-]mm rocket launcher" that beat the monkeys in the south to pieces.

This is the most awesome weapon invented by China. It looks like a farm tool. If you put it at home, others would think it is a farm tool.

This rocket launcher is very adaptable to all kinds of harsh environments. With just a few barrels, the rocket can be fired by stuffing it in.

Even if there is no transmitter, it can be launched directly on the ground, but the accuracy is not as accurate as the transmitter.

But without hindering his power, a launcher can fire twelve rockets at a time, which is almost equivalent to the firepower of an artillery battalion.

The maximum range is 8500 meters, which is not weaker than howitzers at all. The most important thing is that it is convenient. Two people can pull it away and shoot it after shooting.

With this big killer, let him let the American devils taste his power in advance to see what cruelty is.

In the evening, light snow fluttered, and the Nuqing chicken descended from the sky.

"Hehehe...Master, there are people exchanging fire two kilometers ahead."

Wuqianli came up and asked, "Chief, is there something wrong?"

"Well, Nuqing Chicken said that there is a firefight two kilometers ahead, it's still far away, keep going, and then reconnaissance."

Everyone clenched the guns in their hands and continued to move forward cautiously.

When there was still a mountain away from the battlefield, Wuqianli blew the osprey whistle, and everyone stood guard on the spot, while Zhang Lin took Wuqianli and several people up the mountain for reconnaissance.

When he came to the top of the mountain, Zhang Lin saw the flames on the other side of the mountain, and the sound of guns and guns continued.

"It's our people."

Now Zhang Lin arrives, with a telescope for each of them, looking at the opposite side from the telescope.

The friendly army on the opposite side held a gun and fought against the opposite side with difficulty, but the firepower was insufficient, and they were suppressed in the bunker and could not rush up.

"It's not a group of fortifications. The weapons have not been changed. Now they are suppressed by the rice army."

They belonged to other troops, lacked heavy weapons, tanks and the like, and the rice army occupied a favorable position, so it was very difficult to fight.

Mei Sheng looked at the battlefield with a binoculars and said: "The enemy's firepower is so strong that they can't attack for a long time. If we don't help, when the reinforcements from the Mi Army arrive, they will be dragged and swallowed."

Wuqianli can't just look at it, but I still have a task. After thinking for a while, I decided to divide my troops.

"The two of you continue to go to Dayu Cave with the radio station and people, and make sure to arrive on time. Yu Congrong and Pinghe will stay to save people, and leave a team of artillery for me."

Father Lei didn't talk nonsense, and directly asked the third child to stay, but Mei Sheng said:

"I beg to join the fight."

Wuqianli and Father Lei turned their heads to look at him, and Mei Sheng explained his reasons:

"This is the first time our company has a head-to-head confrontation with the American army. I think I should be there, and I have taught myself English for two years."

Wuqianli looked deeply at Mei Sheng and said, "Agreed! Father Lei will take the chief and go first."

Zhang Lin was still thinking about washing the ground with a rocket launcher, how could he leave.

"I want to experiment with new weapons. Father Lei will leave first, and I will stay behind to provide fire support."

"New weapon?"

Zhang Lin didn't talk nonsense, he retreated to the flat place behind and directly copied the Type 107 [-]mm rocket launcher.

Several people from Wuqianli expressed their suspicions when they looked at the launcher, which looked very similar to a farm tool.

"What kind of cannon is this? Why does it look like a farm tool?"

Zhang Lin patted the rocket launcher and said: "Don't look at him like a farm tool, this is the existence with the firepower of an artillery battalion, and you will know his power in a while."

"By the way, I'll let the artillerymen give me command later, just watch it."

He said he was powerless, and then he showed them his power.

There are new things coming out of Zhang Lin's backpack, but most of them are repetitive. It should be that the friendly army killed the enemy with the weapon he gave.

There are fruits in the reward?It seems that there is no lack of vitamins. Who would have thought that there would be fruits to eat in this icy world, and Mi Jun didn't have this kind of treatment.

Zhang Lin took out an apple and gnawed it up, waited for the artillerymen to come over, and then taught them how to shoot.

Father Lei wanted to stay and see the power of the rocket launcher, but he had to escort the radio station himself, so he couldn't help but not to see him.

Chapter 95

After everyone arrived, when Wuqianli was about to lead the team, Zhang Lin called him to stop.

"Hey, take them down first, I'm going to wash the floor later, so as not to accidentally hurt them."

"Understood the chief."

After Wuqianli took a look at the rocket launcher, he agreed and rushed to the battlefield.

According to the deployment just now, Pinghe will conduct long-distance spying on the mountain here and provide fire support.

Zhang Lin looked at the ten artillerymen and began to teach them how to use the rocket launcher.

Those who came to this battlefield were all elites, and they quickly got started.

Zhang Lin copied four more rocket launchers, one for each of them, exactly five rocket launchers.

This is enough for them to drink a pot, five doors and sixty rockets at a time, just ask if you can stop it.

Ping He used the iron chain across the mountain to put a pack of explosives in the basket and pushed it over.

Then raise the gun and aim.

"Bang! Boom!"

The explosive package directly blew up the machine gun position, and Wuqianli, who had been waiting for a long time, blew the osprey whistle and began to fire.

I saw Yu Congrong rushing in the first row with a submachine gun, and the MG42 behind him began to roar.

Mi Jun was stunned by the sudden firepower, killing more than a dozen people at once.

"Support from there, hurry up, suppress them..."

The tanks on the mountainside also noticed that the enemy had support and began to shoot from behind. Yu Congrong dodged again and again.

"On the missile, knock him out."

A soldier behind picked up the Stinger missile and fired it.

"boom!"

The smoke cleared, the tank was still firing, the missile didn't kill him, only a dent in the armor.

"what happened?"

"I do not know?"

Zhang Lin also saw this scene through the telescope and slapped his head.

"Oops, forgot, Stinger missiles are not powerful enough to penetrate tank armor."

It's not Zhang Lin's fault, who knows how powerful the Stinger missile is, has it ever hit a tank.

"It seems that armor-piercing rockets are needed to destroy the tanks. I don't know if there are any in the space."

Zhang Lin didn't check the system's rewards, mainly because there were too many of them, and he was too lazy to look at them. It seems that he should pay more attention in the future, otherwise he would be guilty of missing some good things.

Zhang Lin looked around, and there was no bazooka, not even an RPG.

Zhang Lin had no choice but to let them ask for more blessings, hoping that they would withdraw quickly.