Chapter 147: Myths and legends don't bring such blows
One and a half minutes passed quickly.
“Buzz buzz….”
At the window on the third floor of the Red Building, Gatlin's gunshots were still resounding. In just one and a half minutes, nearly 20,000 bullets poured out, and the shells that fell like wading water had even flooded Wang Han's calves.
In the square, the bodies of the shit-skin soldiers had piled up layer by layer, one covered with the other, and the number of corpses had exceeded four hundred. Even the enemies who suppressed the Sihang Warehouse were killed and injured, and the low-lying bomb craters were filled with blood.
Although the shitsmen used a intensive charge of pig arches, they could not get close to twenty meters below the Red Building. Less than a hundred shitsmen in the square were now just lambs waiting to be slaughtered. With the sound of Gatling's fire like a propeller, not only did they have no chance of rushing to the Red Building, but even retreating became a luxury. Under the dense rain of bullets like rainstorms, they could not escape the scope of the square.
And if their target was replaced by Sihang Warehouse, they might have already rushed in.
Unfortunately, without the if, now under the international gaze, they must first wash away the insult.
At this moment, the people in this world finally realized the horror of Gatlin for the first time, even if it was just a small Gatlin with a caliber of 0.56 mm.
In the Red Building, the continuous explosion of broad sword mines was still ringing. On the second floor of the Red Building, the walls and ceiling, there were bullet holes of steel balls everywhere.
The bodies of shit-skin soldiers were also stacked in every corner of the Red Mansion, even higher than those accumulated in the square, and the blood flowed down the stairs like a stream.
At this time, the remaining shit soldiers began to feel a little trembling, because before even an enemy could see it, they had already lost most of their manpower.
"You guys, the sinner who insults the empire and the people is now on the third floor. As the best soldiers in the empire, it is time for us to play our final value. We will launch a desperate charge, seize that sinner, torture him to death, and let the people of the international community see the determination of our imperial soldiers. Long live the yellow, long live the empire!"
On the second floor of the Red Building, the River Valley Brigade leader shouted loudly to the shit soldiers.
"Long live the yellow licking, long live the empire."
Inspired by the captain of the river valley, the remaining shit soldiers suddenly burst out with shouts like mountain cry. Each shit was using the greatest strength of his life? The sound of the shouting made the dust in the building continue to fall? The sound even came out of the Red Building and reached the concession across the river? Many people almost thought that shit had caught the boy.
Fortunately, the buzzing gunshots and bgm are still resounding, indicating that the resistance in the Red Chamber is still continuing? The shit skin has not succeeded yet, which makes people on the other side of the river and in the Sihang Warehouse a little relieved.
"You guys? The time has come to be loyal to the empire! Long live the yellow lick!"
The captain of the River Valley shouted and pulled out the samurai sword from his waist? He took the lead in rushing to the third floor of the Red Building.
"Long live the yellow licking? Long live the empire!"
Under the leadership of the River Valley Captain, the remaining shit soldiers immediately shouted loudly with high morale and launched a final charge behind the River Valley Captain. At this moment, either they all died? Or they won? There is no third way to choose from.
"Boom! Boom!"
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There was no broadsword mine on the third floor of the Red Mansion, and even the partition walls in the house were removed, making the three floors very empty? There were no enemies in the entire third floor as the shit soldiers thought. There were only a young man who kept on fire at the last window. A buzzing sound came from the strange weapon in the boy's hand? The bullet shell was like running water flowing down from the gun chamber.
The shit soldiers saw that it was a very strange boy, and the weapons in his hand seemed to grow up with him.
The next moment? As these shit soldiers rushed to the third floor from the corridor, the boy pointed one hand at them (let's call it the hand for now).
“Buzz buzz……!”
The buzzing gunshots suddenly rang in the Red Mansion? The densely packed bullets instantly covered the men who rushed to the third floor of the Red Mansion in an instant.
The first few shit soldiers who rushed up were immediately torn to pieces by a rain of bullets with a rate of 100 fire per second? Then came the people behind them.
The boy's other hand was still on fire at the remaining shits in the square outside the Red Building? Although the firepower against the square had been reduced by half, it still easily suppressed less than half of the shits in the square and harvested their lives.
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"Baga! Are the people in Haga Team all the people are busy with money?"
In the command center of Shitsie Soldiers, the sound of smashing things and slapping things kept ringing. The young general roared. The other Shitsie Soldiers in the command center were silent at this time and did not dare to make any sound.
No one expected that the small three-story Red Building would be so difficult to conquer that they almost made a huge sacrifice from a whole squad, but they could not stop the music resounding on the roof of the Red Building.
Now, not only has the enemy not been cleansed up, but it has become even more humiliating because of the sacrifice of almost a whole squad of soldiers. I am afraid that their scandal will be leaked tomorrow morning.
"Captain Kawasaki, Captain Tian Qiu, you are ready immediately. You will launch an attack in ten minutes. This time, I not only want you to take down the Red Building within five minutes of the beginning of the battle and capture your sinners, but also to take down the Sihang Warehouse in twenty minutes, and you must win beauty. Only in this way can you save the face of the empire as much as possible, and the face of the empire soldiers and the empire nation."
Releasing his anger in his heart, the young general Oshino-Hun (the battlefield commander riding a war horse in the eight hundred miles) ordered loudly.
"Hayi!"
Hearing this, the six officers in the tent immediately stood up straight.
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"It actually kept it!"
"Killed so many shits!"
In the Sihang Warehouse, the soldiers inside looked through the window at the tragic scene of the corpse of shit outside the window, almost covering the ground of the square, and they all spoke their surprise. And they also said the name shit.
"What kind of weapon is it so powerful!"
Company Commander Lei was also amazed. Judging from the gunshots, there was only one kind of gunshot outside the explosion in the Red Mansion.
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"Stay!"
On the other side of the river, seeing that no longer any shit soldiers rushed towards the Red Building, the people watching were relieved. The soldiers of the country were naturally happy that they could withstand the invaders.
Chapter completed!