Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 776 Is this the strength of the top special forces! ?
A huge horn was brought up.

The fourth master held a loudspeaker and shouted at the third uncle and the others:

"Everyone, our side is the oil village of the motorcycle gang, what are you doing here?"

The fourth master shouted at the highest volume, and the loudspeaker amplified his voice.

Let the third uncle and others in the distance hear it, the third uncle frowned, and said to the ant next to him: "The distance is more than 1000 meters, I killed it with a sniper. Too much nonsense."

Ant nodded, took the sniper rifle from the car, and climbed to the roof.

Calibrate the parameters of the gun, measure the wind speed, and aim at the man standing on the bus.

"If it's oil, we can sit down and have a good chat. We are motorcycle gangs. You know our words."

boom!
A bullet was shot precisely between his eyebrows.

The big horn fell down with a bang and hit the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the body of Sidangjia also fell from the bus.

"The fourth master is dead, the fourth master is dead."

"There was a sniper, and he shot the fourth master!"

There was a panic all around. Although they also had guns, they were not so formal.

When encountering Uncle San's group, Uncle San's beating them is equivalent to reducing dimensionality.

The third uncle looked at the crowd and saw that they were all wearing explosion-proof suits. When they came out this time, Li Yu was very willing to take all the explosion-proof suits he had collected with him.

Li Yu once said to everyone who joined the Dazhangshu base that joining the Dazhangshu base is like a family.

Li Yu attaches great importance to every life of these people in the inner and outer cities.

So when they went out to perform missions, Li Yu asked them to wear explosion-proof suits and helmets. Although they might still be injured, at least they could save their lives.

Before Si Dangjia had time to say more, he died.

The death of the fourth family has already announced the intention of the third uncle and the others.

We are here to take you down.

Sidang's death was too sudden, he had never encountered such an enemy before.

They dared to kill people directly and brazenly before they reported their family background or figured out what was going on.

The most important thing is that he originally thought that such a long distance was already a safe distance.

But he never expected that there would be a sniper on the opposite side.

It is wrong to die.

If he knew this was the case on the other side, he wouldn't dare to climb into the bus.

sizzle-

One of his men picked up the walkie-talkie to contact the boss.

"My side is the Walled City of Petroleum. The fourth leader died and was shot by those people. There are snipers."

"What!!!??" After hearing the news, the old ghost snatched the walkie-talkie from his subordinates.

"Where did those people come from? Why did they go to the Oil City?"

"I don't know, they don't communicate with us at all."

With an angry expression on his face, the old ghost smashed the walkie-talkie in his hand to the ground.

Putting on the armor, went to the balcony, and shouted to the busy people below: "Everyone, now, go to the Oil City Walled City!"

After speaking, he hurried downstairs.

Originally, he just asked Guan Zhong to go in, but the news from the Oil City just now made him smell something different.

This is a big mess.

If the oil village is taken away, it will be a huge loss for their current motorcycle gang.

The motorcycle party's lair, the roar of cars.

Barrel after barrel of fuel was loaded onto the vehicle. Hundreds of vehicles and more than 2000 people were making preparations in a hurry.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see the people coming and going in the whole town, and the sky is full of smoke and dust.

The horn of the car continued.

Originally, the motorcycle party only had dozens of vehicles and hundreds of people.

But since taking down the oil city, the strength of the motorcycle gang has increased exponentially.

lounge.

Several shirtless men heard the sound of the horn, whipped their sticks, then turned over and put on their clothes.

He hurriedly walked outside with excitement on his face.

On the left side of the town, dozens of people, with whips in their hands, beat the naked slaves in front and drove them into a factory building.

There were so many slaves, and they were working hard to build walls around the town, but they didn't know what happened.

A great trumpet sounded, and those who watched them drove them back with whips to their place of rest for the night.

The resting place is actually not much different from the pigsty.

A place of less than 1000 square meters can accommodate more than [-] people.

Among the slaves, there was a young man with doubts in his eyes, and he said to an old man next to him, "What happened?"

The old man lowered his head and whispered, "Don't talk."

Snapped!
A leather whip hit the young man's face, and a bloodstain appeared on the young man's face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Anger burst out of the young man's eyes, and he hated the man with the whip.

Seeing this, the old man next to him quickly pulled his head off, and then dragged him forward.

"I"

"You are going to die, old man, what should I do? Go!" The old man pulled him hard and walked forward.

The young man was a little bit unconvinced, but after hearing what the old man said, he still didn't resist, otherwise he would be able to break free given his youth and strength.

Urge these slaves into the transformed factory building.

This factory building was originally a pigsty, a breeding point.

It stinks inside.

blah blah blah!

One of the men with a mustache locked the door, and then sternly shouted at the people inside: "You guys be honest, whoever dares to make trouble, I will kill him."

Then he said to the four or five men behind him: "I'll leave this to you. If something goes wrong when I come back, I won't be able to get rid of it, and you are all dead."

After speaking, he threw the key in his hand to one of them.

Then he ran out in a hurry, and within a while after driving the slave back, the boss and the others had already set off, so he had to follow up quickly.

There are many members of the motorcycle party, and it is impossible for everyone to gather together at once.

However, the matter at the Oil City Walled City was very urgent, so the old ghost rushed there with dozens of vehicles first.

Later, Guan Zhongjin was asked to follow up with a large army as soon as possible.

Oil City.

After Si Dangjia died, everyone was in a mess.

The dragons have no leader, and the enemy is at hand.

In this case, it is the most terrible.

In the confusion, a person came out.

This person is the red-haired man who has been with the Sidangjia all the time.

He held up the walkie-talkie and said to the people behind him: "Stop making trouble, the most urgent thing now is to get ready for battle, they may attack us soon, listen to my order, Wei Yan, you take people there"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, a huge hole appeared in the middle of the bus behind him, iron filings flew everywhere, and several people standing beside the bus were also pierced through the chest by the flying iron sheet.

Sometimes people are very strong.

But sometimes, it is very fragile.

The red-haired man hadn't finished speaking, but the bombardment made him a little confused.

"Fight back on your own." After leaving these words, the red-haired man ran away, away from the gate.

He worried that there might be another shell.

Boom!

Sure enough, as he expected, another shell hit the bus, and two big holes appeared on the left and right sides of the bus, which was basically scrapped.

He was someone who had just contacted the headquarters, so he also knew very well that once the oil village was attacked, the consequences for him facing the old ghost would be dire.

So he drew a gun from his waist and walked towards the fence.

The previous flame guns in the Walled Oil City are still there, but a machine gun has been added to the left and right sides of the container.

He pulled up the man who was crouching on the machine gun, and was about to sit down instead.

However, the moment he looked up, he saw two tanks approaching slowly.

A chill in my heart.

Pushed the man back again and patted him on the shoulder.

Thumbs up, then moved his body and walked back.

Da Da Da Da!

When the tank was only a few hundred meters away from the Oil Walled City, the people on the wall of the Oil City Walled quickly fired at the tank with machine guns.

But these bullets were easily bounced off by the armor of the tank.

Unscathed.

Uncle San and his armored car followed the two tanks.

Behind them are Lao Bi and the others.

The two tanks in front helped them block the attack of the oil city.

Da da da!
Hundreds of people fired at the tanks on the walls of the Oil City Walled with containers.

The bullets were like sparks, crackling and hitting the tank.

Xiao Ding, who was originally sitting on the tank, also got down.

With the density of bullets like this, even if he was wearing an explosion-proof suit, he was likely to be killed by bullets.

The third uncle didn't stand up, looking at the screen from the drone.

Brow wrinkled.

Unexpectedly, the firepower of this motorcycle gang was quite fierce, so he said to Lao Luo: "Stop, shoot down those two machine gunners first. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to go in."

In fact, you can also go in, but if you force your way in, you will definitely cause a lot of casualties.

This is a huge mistake for the Dazhangshu Base, which has never had many deaths.

Under the influence of Li Yu, everyone used to use force to crush the battles, and didn't waste their words.

The most important thing is to be alive.

"Okay!" Lao Luo shouted to the loader and the driver: "Stop and reload at a high speed."

"Azimuth 0°, height four meters. Fire!"

After the tank stopped, Lao Luo observed the front and gave orders to everyone in the tank.

The same goes for the other tank.

Generally, tanks fire shells at a speed of 4 to 10 seconds. Lao Luo and the others blast towards the oil city at an average speed of 6 seconds.

Boom boom boom boom boom!
In 60 seconds, at the fastest speed, the two tanks fired 20 shells towards that side.

With the gate of the Walled Oil City as the center, ten large holes appeared in the containers on the left and right.

Some containers even collapsed, and the people on them fell down.

Black smoke rose.

The dense gunfire just now was like a castrated bull, and it could no longer make a sound.

There were only occasional gunshots or two.

"Okay!" The third uncle said with a smile when he saw this scene.

"Break in!"

The tank moved in slowly.

It is less than 30 meters from the gate.

Seeing that the door that was less than half left was getting closer and closer.

Whoa!
A man with a flame gun spewed fire at the tank.

Swish!
Uncle San stood up directly from his seat, opened the roof cover, and climbed up a few steps.

Take the gun and shoot the flame-breathing man.

Then he jumped into the car and put the roof cover on by the way.

The action did not exceed four seconds.

Very smooth.

Tanks are actually afraid of fire.

However, the tank is afraid of fire not because the armor is afraid of burning. It is the gasoline in the combustion bottle that flows into the cockpit and engine compartment through the gap, burning people, engines and other equipment.

Therefore, when facing a tank on the battlefield, some people's solution is to throw a Molotov cocktail into the shattered cockpit and engine parts.

Without the trouble of the flame gun, the tank directly smashed open the door and broke in.

Uncle San and the others lifted the cover of the car roof.

There is a heavy machine gun in the very center, and behind the heavy machine gun, two holes are opened in the roof.

The upper armor plate was pushed away, and the third uncle and the ant, one on the left and the other on the right, held a gun in their hands and killed anyone they saw.

The jackal in the center controls the heavy machine gun and kills the people who appear in front.

Third Uncle and the others moved very quickly, and the speed of changing the magazine was extremely smooth, with almost no pause for more than half a second.

He insisted on using the automatic rifle in his hand to have the effect of a machine gun.

And the accuracy is very high.

da da da da-

After the gate was broken, there was a straight path inside.

The speed of the armored caravan is neither fast nor slow, but it is very stable.

There were people running, and some threw Molotov cocktails at their cars.

boom!
Uncle San accurately hit two Molotov cocktails that were thrown in the air and were about to hit their car.

Molotov cocktails explode in mid-air.

Bang bang bang!
The ant held the rifle in his hand and shot at the person on the left.

His body barely moved, but the muzzle of his gun kept changing.

In 15 seconds, he accurately killed forty people.

On average, nearly four people are shot and killed every second.

In the perspective of his eyes, it is different from that of ordinary people.

He played macro.

That is, the human eye sees a field of view of about 180 degrees. To be precise, it should be 56 degrees above the eyes, 74 degrees below the eyes, 65 degrees on the nasal side, and 90 degrees on the temporal side. There are physiological blind spots.

But for the top special forces like ants, especially for people like them who have survived countless lives and deaths.

Within the field of vision, is a painting.

And this painting is imprinted in my mind.

In this picture, each enemy is like a bright red dot in the painting.

Coupled with their super vision, perception, and the "battlefield feeling" condensed in countless battles.

It makes it almost unnecessary for them to aim, they only need to shoot the red dots in the picture one by one.

When killing has become a habit, it is almost unnecessary to focus on a single point.

For example, a person is obviously reading a newspaper, but he can read the newspaper, and then use his peripheral vision to drink water from the cup on the table.

This is the same principle.

The third uncle on the other side is about as efficient as him.

And the jackal holding a heavy machine gun in front of him kept chug.

Due to the dispersion of the crowd, not many people were shot and killed.

But this is not because of his lack of ability, but because there are fewer people in front of the vehicle, and there are three uncles and ants on the left and right fighting for the head
Lao Qin stepped on the accelerator and kept the speed at 50 kilometers per hour.

Driving with one hand is still as stable as an old dog.

Roll down the car window, and from time to time, take two shots from the window with a pistol.

The four of them are like a net.

An impenetrable net, this net is centered on the car and keeps moving forward.

The Oil Walled City is not big, and the straight road in the middle is only a few hundred meters.

The third uncle and the others came down, and there were hardly any people left and right in front of them.

They are the top killing machines, and they have killed at least 150 people.

This is already half of the people in the Walled Oil City.

less than 30 seconds.

Third Uncle and the others have gone from the beginning to the end.

Lao Bi and the others who followed behind the RV were already dumbfounded.

The eyes can't keep up with the movements of third uncle and the others.

No shot was fired, like a bystander who came to travel.

30 seconds are fleeting,
When they came to their senses,
Everywhere, there are dead bodies everywhere.

half an hour.

Old Bi closed his chin and said in a daze:

"Is this the strength of the top special forces?
How exaggerated! ! ! ! "

"They are not humans! They are gods!"

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(End of this chapter)