Chapter 470: Bombardment (3)
"It's good that we're far apart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Kasia, who had gotten off the ancient tree, said, and the moment his body hit the ground, his scarlet eyes glanced around, and he ran with all his strength in the direction where the cannon was fired, and at the same time controlled the fire in his hand in a triple burst of fire.
There are too many enemies, and he wants to reduce the enemy's strength as much as possible. And Kasia also felt that this was not the entire number of enemies, and there seemed to be few powerful figures. Except for the commander just now, the strength of the others can only be described as decent. They are equivalent to those veterans in another metaphor, and many times they can only rely on numerical superiority to make up for their lack of strength.
More than a dozen artillery shells bombarded here in an instant, exploding in the crowd, and the flames of the explosion instantly engulfed a large area of the surrounding enemy. The woods were brightly lit by the sudden fire, all wearing masks, and in the confusion no one had yet recognized Kasia's enemy. Most of them had now fallen into the snow, and after the explosion, some of them had immediately stood up and prepared to leave the area, listening only to the sound of the flames burning. I don't know if there will be any similar attacks next, but just get out of the area where the enemy has already noticed.
The idea is simple and the most effective. The first men stood up, their faces reddened by the unextinguished flames that had risen around them, and a faint dark red glow over the vast expanse of snow. Thick smoke was rising from the sites of a dozen or so artillery explosions, and people were groaning around them. They were affected by the force of the impact, bleeding from the inside of their bodies and incoming with damage to their internal organs. Although most of them are not fatal, if they are not taken out of their bodies as soon as possible, the various infections that follow can slowly drag down their own lives in time.
The person who stood up patted his head, and there was a slight uncomfortable feeling of dizziness in it. Everyone was affected by the artillery explosion, but to varying degrees. After they had seen the scene in full view, they were about to pick up the wounded and groaning people who had fallen to the ground, when the sound of a fiery gun firing at a rapid pace sounded not far from their side.
A faint muzzle red light spewed out at the edge of the darkness, and the platinum bullets were three in a bundle, pulling out a dark trajectory, and in the time they were still paying attention, they had already exploded the heads of a dozen people one after another.
"It's the enemy!" many of them got up from the ground and could only stand their feet when they heard someone in the team shouting in one direction.
As he looked over, some people happened to see the flame-spitting muzzle pointed at his own eyes. No, it should be said to be against their own heads. They could clearly see a sudden burst of orange flames from inside, and the sight of their eyes was permanently plunged into darkness.
Some of the people who were not bombarded by the artillery immediately chased after them, and the figure of the enemy was gradually turning black and gray, and it was a suit that would automatically change color according to natural conditions. They have all fought the enemy and know something about this equipment.
The enemy was very fast, and he ran very fast through the waist-thick snow, which seemed to turn into water at this point, and was hit by the enemy in the run, and flew like a wave on both sides of the enemy's body. It felt like the thick snow didn't hinder the enemy at all. All they saw was that the enemy, after firing a cartridge, immediately threw away the musket in his hand, and then ran around the ancient tree like a swimming snake, leaning against the trunk of the ancient tree as a cover. Some took guns and fired at the enemy, but not a single bullet hit.
More than a dozen people immediately followed the enemy's trail and chased after them. But it's a little different from what they imagined, they are all surgeons, and the enemy can run in the waist-thick snow as if they were on flat ground. But when they mustered up enough strength to rush forward, the speed didn't seem to be as fast as they had hoped. The snow piled up up up to everyone's waist, and every step they took was so hindered by the snow that they couldn't keep up at speed.
They could only watch as the enemy grew smaller and smaller in their own eyes until they disappeared completely. And the development of things is far more than that, more than a dozen people chased after them, and some people seemed to have stepped into something in the snow. It could be the bare roots, because it felt that the thing was fragile, and it didn't take much effort to break it, and it didn't feel the slightest obstruction.
Nothing happened around them, and the enemy left a hideous mark on the snow. They wanted to follow and continue the pursuit. After walking more than ten meters away, there was a sudden muffled sound of bursting lights behind them, and they immediately turned around, a large area of snow was raised in the air, and a large crater nearly ten three or four meters wide was blown out on the waist-deep snow, and next to them were teammates who were bleeding all over.
"Stand where you are and don't move, you follow the traces you have walked and return, don't chase anymore, with your strength, you will be sent to death if you pass. The commander noticed the situation, his face was bloody, and his forehead was cut by a flying piece of shrapnel, and half of his face was drained, "An explosive device has been set up in the snow, and you must have accidentally triggered it when you ran over it." I don't know if there is any snow in front of me, and the current situation is no longer suitable for chasing a single person. As you saw from the attack just now, just like us, the enemy's main force is nearby, so save some energy and prepare for what comes next. ”
"Boom、、、" As soon as his words fell, right next to the dozen or so people, the calm snow instantly expanded, and a huge amount of shrapnel pierced through the snow and embedded in several people who were nearby. Blood suddenly soaked half of his body, and then patches of white gas came out, and some of the blood that had lost its temperature had begun to transform into ice.
The commander's face darkened at once, and he didn't say another word. Just looked at the direction in which the enemy fled, his eyes widened, and he looked at it with a serious face for a long time.
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"Major, the first round of attacks is over, there is a signal from there, there are still four rounds of ammunition left, ask if you want to continue the attack. "In the darkness, in a rock-covered concave terrain, there was only a flame faint enough to sustain its own burning. Next to the light and shadow in the darkness, rows of people with guns in their arms sat next to each other, wearing cold-proof hats, and their faces were also covered with masks, burying their heads. It was quiet, as if they were asleep, like antiquities buried in the dirt, waiting for something.
"No, keep them, and then give them to the enemy as gifts. That area has lost its value, and after so much time, the enemy should have withdrawn to the edge, and the four artillery pieces are not bombarded and have little effect. The Major shook his head in the darkness and said, "Everyone prepare, the action begins!"