At that moment, at least a hundred bullets hit an area that was no more than twenty meters around the water.

As far as the naked eye could see, the snow on the branches around him fell in a plop, and the snow at his feet exploded, forming a terrible snow mist. From a distance, the location of the creep was full of snow and mist, like a fairyland. It's just that everyone knows that it is caused by hundreds of bullets hitting at the same time, and it doesn't just look like a fairyland, and the people who are located in it may also "become immortals" at any time.

That's just the perception of other people, and for the minions in the torrent of bullets, the feeling may be the most profound.

The sound of the "poof" bullet hitting the ground around the constant sound makes people feel cold and their hairs stand on end, and at the same time, a scorching trajectory is the most terrifying to cross the side, and a bullet even grazes the soldier's sideburns, and the soldier can clearly feel the scorching heat of the high-speed flying bullet, and the eyebrows that are burned by the hot bullet through the corner of the eyebrow.

The little soldier once admired himself a little, and he was obviously scared to pee, but the gun he was holding was unprecedentedly stable, and he quickly pulled the bolt with his right hand, held the gun, and shot for the third time.

The first two bullets were missed, not because his marksmanship was not accurate enough, but because the heavy machine gunner of the Japanese invaders hid behind a horse corpse, and his two bullets were blocked by the thick horse corpse.

But the third bullet finally hit, if you have slow motion, you can see that this round of bullets drilled into the skin of the horse corpse, quickly deformed and rolled, however, this bullet did not touch the hard bone, but pierced the soft horse flesh, which had been completely deformed and swollen and flying irregularly, but hit the Japanese heavy machine gunner behind the horse corpse fiercely.

That's almost a ricocheting, a dummy ricocheting. The result?

The Japanese invaders, who were hit in the bridge of their nose by an irregularly flying and completely deformed lead warhead, told everyone that it was even more terrible than a grenade fired directly from a grenade.

The nose, which was not too tall, was stirred into a ball of flesh and blood by the warhead that twisted wildly and carnival at that moment, not to mention, the irregular warhead that still had a speed of hundreds of meters per second carried a huge amount of energy, and directly penetrated the face of the heavy machine gunner, and even punched the face of the heavy machine gunner into a hole bigger than the mouth of the bowl, and in the hole, not only blood and flesh were exposed, but also some miserable white teeth and some substances of unknown color in contrast.

The Japanese heavy machine gunner who made this heavy blow did not die for a while, but still covered his face with his hand and tried to find his nose or something else, and wailed in pain, but the destruction of the gums caused him to only let out a vague "whirring" muffled roar.

That tragic scene made the bomb supplier next to him spit out "wow" for the first time.

"Ah~~~~" The second male eagle who was still halfway up the mountain saw that he was standing on the top of the mountain and braving the rain of bullets and shooting brazenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, and his hidden figure that was no longer hard jumped out.

"Little devil of dog day, you have the ability to kill Lao Tzu! has the ability to shoot at Lao Tzu. The second cargo man was also going crazy, running non-stop on an irregular route, while scolding at the Japanese people down the mountain. Even when changing routes, his big ass was visibly writhing with the naked eye.

Of course, the second cargo man knew what the dog was doing, and he wanted to help him attract the enemy's firepower and let him escape up the mountain as quickly as possible. But doesn't this shitty bastard know that he has killed the first company of the cavalry, and if he kills the brothers who grew up together, will he still be alive? Even if you are strong to live, it is better to live than to die!

Therefore, the second cargo man did not live up to his brother's expectations, and jumped up the mountain at the fastest speed in his life, but at the same time, he also completely exposed his body and scolded the Japanese army at the same time. Because, if the brother can use his body as bait, then he can too, as long as half of the Japanese soldiers re-aim their guns at him, he will achieve his goal.

"Yaga!" The Japanese army really noticed the hateful Chinese who was going berserk, twisting his big ass desperately to escape more than 200 meters away in a clumsy way.

If the Japanese cavalry of the 3rd Wing were frightened by the fact that the Japanese cavalry of the 3rd Wing had been frightened by the killing of more than a dozen people with one person and one shot, then the second cargo man who carried a horse pistol and overthrew six of his own people was definitely a guy that made them gnash their teeth and hate.

Well, the one with the gun killed because of people's accurate marksmanship, but the Chinese who killed six of his own people in a circle of hundreds of people with his bare hands is completely despicable. With the help of the cover of the horse that has lost his speed, he is a special knocker on the leg! At least three of them had their leg bones broken and were trampled to death by frightened and moving horses.

At least more than 50 people involuntarily pointed their guns at the second cargo man, and a burst of gunfire made the second cargo man who was still running scream, and threw himself into a snow nest regardless of it.

It's good to attract firepower, but if you don't die, don't die, and the blood of the second man comes quickly and cold.

"Holy shit." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the crazy second man, and Zeng Shui also scolded angrily in his heart, but his hand kept stopping, and he pulled the trigger for the fifth time again.

Another Japanese heavy machine gunner fell to the ground.

In total, it took no more than seven seconds, and once the water fired five shots in a row. This time, his record was not so terrifying, and he only took out three people. Two heavy machine gunners and one heavy machine gun ammunition provider, except for the first two shots that beat the Japanese army's horse corpse as a cover to the flesh and blood without any effect, the last three shots again did not miss a shot.

As a result of these five shots, the only remaining Japanese heavy machine gun deputy shooter and ammunition supplier who was vomiting screamed, turned over and dodged, and no longer dared to approach the five-meter range of the heavy machine gun.

The facts in front of him made him understand that the Chinese sharpshooter was eyeing the heavy machine gun, and the distance of more than 400 meters was not such an unattainable distance for that terrifying enemy.

As for the four Taisho 11-year-style light machine guns that were still advancing forward and had not yet had time to set up, this heavy machine gun deputy shooter, who was still knowledgeable, did not have much hope at all. At a distance of almost 500 meters, that figure is about the same as an egg, what can you expect a few broken machine guns that are easy to jam in the cold north to kill others?

Yes, in the future, the famous crooked machine gun in China is the Japanese army itself, and they all feel that the designer's head is stuffed with, otherwise, how could there be such a garbage weapon?

It is not for nothing that the crooked sub-machine gun was hailed by the future international community as one of Japan's most rubbish weapon designs during World War II.

Of course, the southern pistol, which is known as the number one in the list of the most scumbags, still has one in Murakami's waist!

The two heavy machine guns were directly stopped, but it did not mean that the creeps who were already scared by the crazy bullet torrent would continue to stand up the hill and pretend.

Standing on the top of the mountain with one person and one gun is certainly very dick and pretending, but seriously, Xiao Bing Zeng Shui will never admit that the wetness on his pants is not just snow water. Anyway, as soon as he pulled the trigger for the fifth time, he crouched down and rolled into the snow with the gun as fast as he could.

In just seven seconds, like a journey to hell, the little soldier had already felt at least four or five rays of scorching air passing at high speed no more than ten centimeters away from him, and his little heart was beating twice as fast as when he frantically shifted positions at that moment.

"The eagle master of the dog day, almost, Lao Tzu can't find a comet girl to give birth to a doll." Listening to the frantic whizzing of bullets overhead, the little soldier was glad that he had touched a small hole in his crotch.

No wonder I felt hot and cold in my crotch at that time, as long as I moved up one centimeter, the roots of the offspring would become meat sauce.

"Huhu~~~~~ the water of the dog's day, you scolded Lao Tzu for making hair, Lao Tzu hasn't scolded you yet! Whew~~~~" A panting voice came from below more than ten meters away.

"Damn, you're not dead yet!" Once the water looked sideways, his face was filled with joy.

"Haha, you won't die if you die." The second cargo man's breathing gradually evened out, and his eyes widened at Zeng Shui.

"Can you still run?"

"Lao Tzu can also run an armed cross-country run."

"That's not going to run, I'm running out of bullets."

"I'm 。。。。。。 Day"

The second cargo man's speed increased again, like a frightened rabbit, rolling and crawling into the snow-covered bushes.

"Yaga !!" Murakami looked at the Chinese gunner standing on the top of the hill in disbelief, calmly fired five shots, stopped the two heavy machine guns that had already fired, and then calmly "fucked off".

It was true that he used to roll, but he did escape.

Even another Chinese who ran particularly happily with him also got into the forest that was almost to the top of the mountain.

"Chase, chase, kill them." Jun Murakami roared through gritted teeth.