Then, I saw Liu Lang pull out the Browning pistol inserted in his waist, shoot it into the sky, and roared: "Soldiers, in twenty seconds, those two 11.43 caliber heavy machine guns will strafe the top of your heads, don't treat me as a joke, from the moment you choose to be a soldier, you will face the enemy's bullets, and I just let you feel in advance, as long as your head and buttocks are level with the ground, you can climb a distance of thirty meters, and stand in front of me, you will win." Let me explain to you first, how about the machine gun strafing more than 20 centimeters above the ground level? Is Lao Tzu kind enough to you? ”

The special forces invariably lowered their bodies as low as possible, eager to put their faces on the ground, the Bull Demon King never told lies, he said strafing, he would really strafe.

"You all turn your head for Lao Tzu and see the target over there."

With Liu Lang's roar, the Makqin heavy machine gun shooter pulled the trigger, the unique roar of bullets of the Makqin heavy machine gun suddenly sounded, and the bullet rain formed by the bullets of the two heavy machine guns was like two flaming long whips, which were fiercely pumped to a hundred meters away and neatly arranged, and the base was more than ten centimeters thick on the wooden targets, which were all made of the strongest logs in the mountains. More than a dozen humanoid wooden targets seemed to have been detonated one by one by the bombs hidden inside, and a terrible cloud of smoke exploded from the wooden targets, and finally exploded, and the two heavy machine guns each fired a chain of 200 bullets, and the result was that all the wooden targets disappeared and became a pile of broken wood scattered on the training ground.

Seeing this scene, all the special forces took a breath of cool air, the regimental seat turned out to be real this time, using genuine bullets, not the empty cartridges used in usual training, everyone was abused by the regimental seat with empty cartridges, although the empty cartridges without warheads will also knock people out of a bruise, but they won't lose their lives! Can 。。。。。 now

Even if those two machine gun shooters were the top machine gun shooters in the regiment, no one was willing to put their lives in their hands, what if their hands were shaking?

Everyone, the only thing they can do now is to lie down a little bit, and then go a little lower. While the Heavy is changing the chain.

"How? Isn't it cool to listen to heavy machine gun bullets flying over your head? I can give you another ten seconds to think about it, if you want to quit, raise your hand now, and you can get out of this damn place that is about to be full of bullets, no one will laugh at you, dying on the battlefield is far more valuable than dying on the training ground. I also don't want the special forces trained by my independent regiment with a lot of money to be killed here by their own bullets, give up, soldiers, this is the last chance, at least there is military merit to be gained by dying at the enemy's gunpoint, what is it to die here? Liu Lang's tone changed, like a fox that was tempting the little white rabbit out of the burrow.

Fat fox.

The special forces ignored him, and each was busy looking at the terrain in front of him, quickly analyzing that from where he could crawl his body to the fat man's seat thirty meters away. You can only squirm, and crawling will require you to support your elbows, and the price is likely to be that your butt will be caressed by a bullet flying at high speed, and the result of a high-speed bullet caressing will be a missing piece of meat on your buttocks.

"Hey, how can I say it, you guys are such stubborn bastards that you don't even want your life to beat me." Liu Lang sighed slightly and waved his hand.

The roar of the Maxim heavy machine gun rang out again.

"Da Da" 11.4 caliber heavy machine gun bullets streaked over everyone's heads at high speed.

The scorching airflow seemed to be no more than a hair's distance from the top of the head, from Ling Hong to Xiao Fenghua to Mo Xiaomei Niu Er, sixteen people desperately put their faces on the ground, the bull demon king raised by the son of a bitch is not trustworthy, what about twenty centimeters? Now definitely no more than fifteen centimeters.

"I'm sorry, your stubbornness has angered me, and I can only lower it another five centimeters to show your valor. Do you want to beat me up more? Come on! How can you beat me up when you're lying on your stomach? On the battlefield, I want excellent soldiers who can withstand the enemy's heavy machine gun fire and artillery fire and continue to fire at the enemy! And not a flock of ostriches who, as soon as they hear the sound of heavy machine gun fire, only dare to stuff their heads in the crotch of their pants and lie on the ground and pretend to be dead! Dog's day, all Lao Tzu moves! ”

Then, Lu Shandong, who was buried in his head and didn't dare to move, felt that his head was smashed hard by something, it was not a bullet, if it was a bullet, he should not feel the pain now, but when he stared at the grenade in front of him that was only ten centimeters and was emitting white smoke, his heart was cold.

That's even more terrible than bullets.

At best, the bullet took his life.

But this grenade with a blasting range of up to three meters can blow him into the sky with Mo Kitten and Shanying lying next to him, and then be torn to pieces by the rain of bullets flying in the air.

From the time the regiment threw the grenade to now, three seconds should have passed, the delay time for the grenade explosion is five seconds, and there are still two seconds of time For Lu Shandong, who has been trained by the devil, he only needs to hold it, raise his arm, and throw it, and the time is completely sufficient.

But Lu Shandong knew that if he did this, there would only be one consequence, the moment the arm was raised, it would be broken by the raging rain of bullets, and the grenade would still explode between the three of them, and no one could escape.

Between the lightning and flint, thinking for more than a second, Lu Shandong quickly stretched his arm forward, grabbed the grenade in his hand, and then 。。。。。

Crushed the grenade under him.

His thick body should be able to block the splash of most of the fragments, and Shandong Dahan's idea at the last second was simple.

"Brother Lu。。。。。" Mo Xiaomei saw all the actions of Lu Shandong, and in the cry of grief, tears were wanton.

The mountain eagle clenched the sand and gravel on the ground with both hands, he had never hated the fat chief so much, in order to cultivate the so-called courage in the face of the enemy's bullets, must he prove it with the blood and lives of his comrades?

If he can successfully climb thirty meters away, the first action that pops up in the mind of the mountain eagle is Mo Xiaomei's trick to crown the special team's flirting legs, and the fat man must not be wearing protective gear now, this is very good.

One second, two seconds, three seconds。。。。。。

The fat man raised by the son of a bitch, Lu Shandong's whole body was relieved, and the Shandong big man who pressed the grenade to his chest and abdomen without blinking before was sweating like rain, and his face was as pale as paper.

Bravely accepting death and knowing that he was deceived or not, the two moods that are underground are intertwined without making Shandong Dahan paralyzed, which has already shown his strength.

"Lushan, you idiot, you are dead, you were not killed by the enemy's grenade, you are stupid. Chen Yunfa, you come to show him what Lao Tzu would do if it were Lao Tzu in this situation. Liu Lang roared wildly and threw out a grenade emitting green smoke and threw it in front of Chen Yunfa.