This is the order issued by the governor, allowing ordinary ogres to hold something in their hands to cover their heads and then get close to the building.

Ordinary ogres won't understand the meaning of this practice and just catch what is.

But for the gun shop and the people in the office building, this is troublesome.

The effect of these things to resist bullets is secondarily, the key is to cover the ogre's upper body and head.

Don’t say that looking at the lower body, guess where the upper body and head are, this operation is definitely not something that ordinary shooters can do in actual combat, not to mention that it is still in the foggy area in the early morning and late at night.

In this way, the fatality of the bullet to the ogre is greatly reduced.

In the office building, Summer, who is the combat commander, is not panicked.

Now is not the same as before.

They were not the empty shell team that had just arrived and had an unstable foothold, but a large team with more than fifty combat personnel and sufficient equipment for unified ammunition.

The search for Rockford brought a huge amount of material reserves.

Seeing the ogre group rushing towards him, he just ordered coldly: "The grenade launches a mooring bottle, covering an extension from 30 meters, and launches quickly for ten consecutive shots, so that these monsters can feel the "passion" of our Black Knights team."

The originally quiet second-floor lobby immediately moved. Three people stood in front of the grenade in front of the window. One person was responsible for calibration, one person was responsible for lighting, putting "bottles", launching, and one person was responsible for delivering the molten bottle.

The movements of the ten groups of people were almost completed within three seconds, pulling down the grenade's bracket.

The metal frame flicked, and the sound of friction sounded in succession. Ten moors pulled out long lines of fire in the misty night sky, flying towards the ogre group on both sides of the east and west.

After the sound of glass shattering, the sound of gasoline swelling and igniting. Bright flames enveloped the office building thirty meters away, illuminating the monsters in the fog.

The pressure on night defense, which is extremely unfavorable to humans, has dropped sharply, and many guards breathed a sigh of relief.

But this is not over yet.

As the first batch of moor bottles landed, the person who calibrated the grenade immediately fine-tuned the orientation, and then the second round, the third round... until the tenth round.

Within 30 to 60 meters of the office building, hundreds of groups of fire burned.

Gasoline mixed with thickener attached to a large number of ogres, and their legs continued to burn, turning more than 200 monsters into "torchers".

They ran away terrifiedly, causing chaos in the ogre group.

Summer grinned at the corner of his mouth: "Grenade No. 1 and No. 6 throw moors at a constant speed to maintain the brightness of the battlefield. Others, give priority to shooting monsters that have not been burned."

After a "received" response, the low and subtle gunshots of the a2 rifle rang out in the lobby on the second floor.

A large number of "monster torches" pierced the darkness and thick fog, extending the effective visual range of the guards to about 60 meters, and it is easy to find the shadow of the monster.

None of the dozens of people used strafing, they were all rhythmic short-point shots.

Even if someone shoots shorter and closes to continuous shooting at the beginning, he will be reminded by the team members around him, "If it's so fast, be careful that the captain will deduct you benefits."

The captains were naturally Summer and Fisher, who were the two captains of the Guards.

When someone pulls the trigger and sweeps around during training, he immediately kicks it and then curses.

A monster's corpse can only be replaced with one hundred bullets. Of course, the behavior of emptying thirty bullets in five seconds cannot be tolerated.

So Summer specially set rules for the escort team to waste bullets, and the additional benefits of the escort team will be deducted depending on the situation.

As a combat unit, the extra benefits of the guards are quite attractive, and you can choose from cigarettes, coffee, candy, and even toilet paper, and women's band-aids.

Even if there are only three cigarettes a day and only one bag of instant coffee, the others are similar in very small amounts, but compared to refugees who cannot eat enough food, the treatment is too generous.

In contrast, the big feet of the brother captain are nothing.

Opposite them, the Ogre Supervisor was a little angry when he saw this situation, but he was just angry.

Amid the roar, a new order was passed down.

Beside the ogres who were burned into torches, their kind rushed up, swung the iron wood in their hands, knocked them to the ground, and lost their ability to move.

The situation was like Stephen encountered the Eighteen Arhats, funny but effective.

At the same time, the ogres dispersed and rushed up, not giving the Molotov cocktail a chance to attack in groups.

...

On the east side of the town, Link had just recovered a large number of ogre corpses, and watched the fire rising from the west.

He frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Why so fast?"

According to the movement speed of the monsters in the east, the west side had just completed the encirclement, and the incendiary bombs were used on the other side of the office building.

On the skill panel, the accuracy ii proficiency is 99.9%.

Link jumped out of the attic and threw Harley Motorcycle back to the office building headquarters.

At this moment, the women and children's camp in the center of the town has corpses everywhere in the lobby on the second floor.

But... they are all monsters.

The banging sound of the a1 rifle and the clicking sound of the a2 rifle were mixed together, and they kept shooting the ogres who jumped in from the window.

Although they have no brains, their physical strength is strong enough and their agility is not weak.

Just by using the damage on the wall, you can climb from the first floor to the second floor window by pedaling for a few steps.

But this ultimately limited the number of ogres participating in the battle and turned into a tactic of adding fuel to the problem.

On the other side, from the first floor to the second floor, the last thorny fence gate was also destroyed by them, and dozens of ogres gathered below flocked out.

The guards opened fire from the passages on both sides in an angled manner and rushed to the stairs near the east window. The three anxious ogres were immediately beaten into sieve.

Old Man Bi's face was not very good-looking, and he suddenly shouted: "Control the rate of fire, pay attention to changing bullets, and keep the firepower not interrupted."

The guards in the camp here are women and teenagers after all, and have only undergone simple training, not to suppress them by the two severe captains.

At this moment, when the monster group appeared, the pace of firing was obviously chaotic, and the accurate head began to plummet.

Just now, hundreds of bullets were shot and three were killed, one of which was still the head of Old Man Bi.

With less than twenty meters, two team members on both sides, the firepower is really outrageous.

The rotation operation after emptying the magazine also made mistakes.

On the southern passage position, a woman was backing and hitting the team member who came to replace him, and the two of them got together.

On the northern channel position, two rotationists inexplicably chose to replace the same team member who fired empty bullets. The three of them squeezed together and were busy in the narrow position for a while, struggling to avoid each other, and the more anxious they became, the more chaotic they became.

Old Man Bi heard the movement behind him and glanced quickly, and suddenly felt the urge to sigh on his back.

His right foot suddenly kicked back, and the three players who were stirring up together felt a huge thrust coming, and they all retreated two or three meters away.

Old Man Bi: "Others, come up."

This said something even more painful happened.
Chapter completed!