I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 565 Surprise each other
The landing module landed, 71 hours, Madagascar to the island, Fianarantsoa province, war zone.

With the passage of time, more than 1000 armed personnel belonging to the aboriginal side have completed the assembly with the airport as the core, but correspondingly, more than [-] to [-] players have gathered in this small province.

Most of these players have undergone basic training in special zones and other places, and they are no longer so unfamiliar with this world. Apart from the abilities possessed by their own body, the abilities bestowed by the blood potion of greed, most of these players Some of them have received weapon training, and even a faction among the players that uses conventional weapons has even been extended because of this.

From all aspects, guns, especially the new generation of guns that have been fully endowed with commodity attributes after the corporate war, may be the end products that ordinary people can most feel the beauty of industry.

When a whole firearms store is in front of you, even if you are a traveler from the Middle Ages and have never seen a more advanced killing machine than a trebuchet before, you can immediately realize the purpose of these things .

At the beginning of the design, these firearms were endowed with powerful, precise, simple, and exquisite attributes, and when you really hold these crystallizations of civilization, the heavy feel and cold temperature will strengthen your previous strength again. All feelings. The cheap firepower series promoted by Jianlibao Group is not in this category.

Walter Ruth could feel the charm of this industrial-age toy, and in just two weeks, completely forgot that he was a superhuman and that the theme of this world was supernatural abilities.

He was completely obsessed with it, obsessed with the manufacture of kinetic energy weapons through gunpowder thrust, pistols, submachine guns, rifles, shotguns, refined classification of modern weapons, different manufacturers in the same type of firearms, based on different emphases. Shooting experience, all of these make players who are used to cold weapons such as broadswords and bows and arrows feel an unusual pleasure.

At this time, Walter Russ was like an old hunter, walking on the streets of Manakara City. This is a small coastal city with only eight main roads, but because it has the port closest to the landing module, So it quickly became a point of conflict between the player and the aborigines.

Walter Russ belongs to a wargroup called MS42. The wargroup is not well-known. It has always been the kind of old scalper who accumulates points and dawdles. However, the corresponding chapter leader has less strict requirements for members. , can let Walter Ruth free himself as long as he can complete the task.

At this time, their task is to defend the block, and Walter Ruth is looking for a suitable position to put a cold shot.

Just two weeks of gun training can't turn Walter Ruth into a gun master, but at least he has a deep understanding of the damage intensity of guns. He knows that with his supernatural ability, which is better than nothing, it is better to equip more weapons. happy.

His attitude has also affected the entire battle group. These people have seen how Walter Russ swept an aboriginal gang in Paris, and he alone killed 42 people with the addition of firearms and supernatural abilities. An aboriginal with a weapon, like a god of war, has attracted a large number of players to follow suit.

Walter Ruth fell in love with a three-story hotel. It has a terrace with a wide view, and the surrounding buildings are shorter than it, so it is easy to evacuate. The only problem is that the hotel owner and waiters are inside. Holding the gun, he stared at himself warily.

Although they hid themselves behind the wooden boards used to seal the door, Walter Russ discovered them immediately. His ability is like this. His vision has been strengthened to see flies two kilometers away. , if the light pollution is not serious, he can even see the craters on the moon with the naked eye.

The red warrior type is just right for a cold shot.

Under the surprised eyes of the boss, Walter Ruth raised the muzzle of his gun directly, and a swarm of bullets turned the hotel into a homeless place, and then he chose a suitable place on the roof to lie down on his own.

He quietly waited for the armed forces of the aborigines to appear, eagerly wanting to have a dignified confrontation with the other party.

However.
"Coordinates, 5384, 7356, napalm bomb, fire for 3 minutes." The frontline commander who determined the positions of 24 players through the drone directly called for artillery support. They were originally supported by bombers, but the naturalized China is still fighting for air supremacy, and has deployed interception platforms in the troposphere. The high-altitude bomber's projectiles have a terribly high chance of being intercepted.

In contrast, shells with an elevation angle of less than [-] degrees, lower cost, and a larger amount of ammunition are a good choice.

Afterwards, Walter Ruth witnessed what is called earth-shaking.

He saw that the house 50 meters away in front of him suddenly went up to the sky in the explosion, and then the area of ​​the explosion suddenly expanded, and he walked half a street and went up to the sky together.

Walter Ruth looked at the lower half of his body that had parted ways with him in the air, and struggled to utter a word: "It's so fucking enjoyable!"

After the artillery fire clears the ground, it will be an armored assault. In terms of the strength they are currently putting into the local battlefield, the thirteen lightweight Nexter-35 tanks are undoubtedly a waste of firepower. , is the last fig leaf of the European Federation, the rapid response battalion under the No.30 Fifth Infantry Regiment of the Gallic Rooster, who refused to enter the target area without the cover of armored forces.

Although the military science and technology command center had connected the command link to the first-level unit of the opponent's squad, the Gauls had always been xenophobic. Their commander insisted on his own judgment and waited for a full 22 minutes after being covered by artillery fire. Armored forces to the front entered the city of Manakara together.

They don't know how many predetermined enemies called players have been killed in the area covered by artillery fire, but it is certain that they have wiped out at least one-third of the local residents.

Corpses and stumps were strewn all over the ground, and a strange smell of meat lingered in the air. When the tank tracks rolled over the corpses, many soldiers vomited directly into their full-face helmets.

These men had to take off their helmets to try to clean up the bodily fluid contamination, but without the isolation of the breathing filter, they threw up even more.

Zai Wangchuck wiped his mouth, and the intelligent assistant automatically injected 25 mg of sedatives based on his physiological information, making him feel better. In the polluted helmet and polluted air, he chose the former.

When he put on his helmet and waited to rejoin the chain of command, the comrade standing next to him who was also cleaning his helmet suddenly fell to the ground on his back, with a huge gap on his forehead, as if he had been chopped with an axe.

The comrade-in-arms opened his mouth wide, but only a series of bubbly sounds were squeezed out of his throat. Zai Wangchuck wiped the blood on the goggles, a little dazed, until he felt that he had been hit hard by an axe, and his helmet There was a terrified scream when the alarm began: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

(End of this chapter)