The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

No one yelled suddenly, let alone an exaggerated incendiary bomb, which was shot straight into the sky.

Without any warning, on the front of the four-story Youth Palace, those numerous windows were suddenly pushed open, revealing a large number of gun barrels and figures.

The moment the window was pushed open, the barrels began to fire like crazy.

The instant burst of cheating firepower caught Mao Zi's party off guard, and immediately overwhelmed 60 or [-] people.

Even in dodging subconsciously, Hu Biao, who had already hid behind a concrete pillar, clearly saw Markov, the head of the regiment committee.

After the knee was hit by a long string of MG42 bullets, the left leg was immediately separated at the knee.

Then, the blood that could be described as gushing burst out from the severed wound all at once.

Immediately, the poor Lieutenant Colonel Markov fell to the ground in severe pain; he rolled on the ground crazily, on the pool of blood that belonged to him.

The pair of 'Harry Potter' glasses on his face disappeared instantly because of his violent tumbling movements.

Moreover, such ambushes are still not the place where the recruits feel the most fear.

What really scared them the most was a 20-ton tank with a 75mm short-barreled tank gun and two MG2 general-purpose machine guns.

The model should be D-type or E-type No. [-] tank. With an extremely wild momentum, it rushed out from a gap on the first floor of the Youth Palace building with a huge engine roar.

At the moment of rushing out, the slowly rotating 75mm short-barreled artillery hadn't fired yet.

But it was just the two MG34 general-purpose machine guns firing continuously above, and the rain of bullets shrouded them; and the huge car body rushing towards them under the crazily rotating track drive made the hearts of all the morons tremble.

Without him!When seeing such a large lump of steel rushing towards it at high speed, everyone would be afraid.

Especially in their frightened instinct, calling past rifle bullets.

However, after a crisp sound of 'jingle~' was made, and a spark was splashed, it was immediately bounced away.

On the hard shell of the No. [-] tank, not even a single obvious trace was left.

Such an irresistible and unstoppable posture caused the morale in the hearts of the mobs to collapse rapidly like a fragile castle on the beach.

On the contrary, the crew of the No. [-] tank seemed to be irritated by these rifle bullets.

Turning between the turrets, they found a good target to vent:

That one, after a warrant officer under him temporarily tied the broken leg with an armed belt, is now being pulled down crazily while retreating.

So much so that a dazzling bloodstain was left on the ground, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel Markov, the supreme commander of the recruit regiment.

What needs to be explained is that the warrant officer who was dragging him back to evacuate had reached a PY deal with Hu Biao with a pack of sand cigarettes when the weapons were issued.

In the end, I gave Hu Biao the one with the PE scope, and the one with the Bobosha submachine gun on his back.

Seeing that the rotating muzzle was about to lock on himself, the warrant officer immediately dropped Comrade Lieutenant Colonel.

Of course, it wasn't that the warrant officer was cowardly.

In fact, when this brave Maozijia soldier ran to one side, he did not forget to pick up the Bobosha submachine gun and fired wildly at the No. [-] tank.

Let the dense 7.62*25mm pistol bullets greet the observation hole on the front of the No. [-] tank as much as possible.

It is planned to use such a method to attract the attention of the tank gun of the No. [-] tank.

Then, the brave warrant officer got his wish, but at a relatively high price.

After a loud cannon shot, there was a not-so-big crater on the ground, as well as some scattered and steaming minced meat, and some military uniform cloth, and the Comrade Warrant Officer disappeared.

Fortunately, thanks to the Comrade Markov, he successfully survived a fatal crisis.

But it is still too early to say whether he will survive successfully.

Because after the No. [-] tank fired such a cannon, such a ferocious power to the extreme was the last straw that overwhelmed the fighting courage of all the other Maozi recruits.

After all, their courage to fight to the end is really not comparable to those shabby comrades on the eastern battlefield.

I don't know who uttered the first sentence, and after throwing down the rifle in his hand, he turned around and ran, causing a huge rout.

The other Maozi recruits also turned around and ran away in desperation.

Let the German sticks behind them use the weapons in their hands like hitting rabbits, and easily hit their defenseless vests, killing them one after another on the spot.

He was even overtaken by the No. [-] tank that was running at full strength, and was knocked down and crushed to death on the spot.

Soon after, the ground and the two tracks of the tank became bloody and bloody. It was better until the smarter Maozi recruits ran up to the ruins on both sides of the road.

But under the fire of tank guns and machine guns, their casualties were still staggering.

Facing such a defeat, although those Maozi's committee members and officers lacked a little in terms of military level, they still made some last-ditch efforts instinctively.

They roared loudly, and even shot and killed deserters one by one, but such efforts were useless.

Instead, he was shot and killed first by those German sticks in the Youth Palace building.

In the blink of an eye, many people were knocked to the ground.

Therefore, it is still unknown whether Mr. Markov, who has a broken leg, will survive in the end...

Chapter 419 Fighting against the Youth Palace ([-]) 【Subscription】

"Fuck! So cruel?"

Seeing that the comrade who seemed to be a warrant officer with whom he had dealt py once, as if he had been shot, let alone a group of Maozi recruits were frightened.

Even Hu Biao, who has experienced many missions and is used to seeing life and death, couldn't help cursing such a sentence for a while.

Of course, only a small part of it was marveling at the tragic result of the comrade warrant officer being blown to pieces.

More importantly, he suddenly reflected that there were some serious problems with the remaining 11 sand cigarettes in his pack.

What the hell!It seems that three consecutive people who got this pack of cigarettes died without taking a puff.

Could it be that this thing has some kind of unspeakable curse power?

But then again, it doesn't matter now whether that pack of sand cigarettes has any mysterious curse power; or in other words, under the current emergency situation, now is not the time to worry about it.

Hu Biao knew that if he hadn't found a way to deal with such a No. 800 tank, it was unknown whether the No. [-] people could retreat half of the number.

The problem is that they don't even have a pack of explosives, so how do they deal with such a big guy.

Even if it takes human life to pile it up, it must be able to pile it down, right?

Frankly speaking, at such a moment, Hu Biao had already decided in his heart to give up this offensive plan, thinking of maintaining his strength first and retreating.

Then think of a way to show their value.

However, at such a time, a bigger bad news reached his ears.

But it was such bad news that Hu Biao made up his mind to give up the last thought of retreating, determined to fight to the end here.

It was a veteran husky hiding behind a pile of rotten bricks, holding a Mosin Nagant rifle, and about to fire at a window.

Suddenly, he saw a person who was absolutely unexpected appeared in that window.

Such a statement is not someone who came out of the window, but a certain celebrity in the German stick during World War II.

Instead, it was a white man wearing a denim jacket over a big red T-shirt, and a baseball cap on his head. He appeared there with a 98k rifle in his hand.

Both of them didn't have time to open fire. Under the sudden eye contact, the other party also found him, who was wearing a crumpled jacket.

Then, both of them reacted a bit:

not good!The guy opposite is also a visitor from the modern plane.

Under the short-term stupor of looking at each other, there is still the ex-p veteran and the current ocean-going sailor Hutch, such a guy with a better psychological quality due to personal experience.

After he raised the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand, he pulled the trigger first.

Then, at such a distance of about 110 meters, a shot successfully hit the opponent's right shoulder collarbone.

Although the husky aimed at the opponent's lower abdomen at first, it ended up hitting the collarbone of the right shoulder, which seemed to be such a serious shot.

But in any case, it is the first time that the Huskies have used this ancient weapon, and the first concrete result has been achieved.

Just facing his first victory, in the previous introduction by Hu Biao and others, he was also a husky who knew a little bit about the various characteristics of system tasks.

Exhausting his strength, he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Old Hu, this mission is a special team battle, I saw people from other teams~"

Such a sentence hadn't finished yet, and from the corner of the eye, he saw something about Hutch, who crazily put his head behind the pile of bricks in front of him.

That was when he saw a g34 general-purpose rifle, leaning out from the window just now, aiming at his position and about to fire.

The action of the husky lying down urgently successfully saved his life.

However, under the frenzied strafing of the opponent, the pile of bricks in front of him was splashed with broken bricks, hitting his arms hugging his head, and soon there were dense and small wounds.

That rascal!it hurts~

'Team battle~' Such a simple word, after it fell into the ears, it made all the old birds of Zhongzhou feel very excited.

Because once you encounter this kind of thing, it means that you will never die.

The result of this thing will not only involve the 30 or so people of the Zhongzhou team, but the impact of the team battle will even involve the modern plane.

If the modern plane is really affected, and Guo Jia's current development situation fluctuates a little, then they will have no face to go back, and they can just wipe their necks and decide for themselves.

It was precisely because of this clear awareness that Hu Biao cut off the last thought of retreating and leaving.

Immediately, it was Hu Biao who became decisive, and shouted in Chinese: "Go all out, no matter what team he meets, either they die or they die.

Lao Yang, Zhuifeng, Warehouse Manager, Dead Face, you four get rid of this Panzer IV tank for me.

The rest of the people rushed in with me, the strong bloodlines rushed in front, and those who could stimulate the power of the bloodlines were ready to activate at any time; the others paid attention to keep up, even if they died, they had to bring an opponent to die. "

While Hu Biao was screaming hoarsely, everyone in the Zhongzhou team knew one thing:

Dying, now is the time to desperately.

Then, following the figure of Hu Biao who seemed to have taken off his dog leash, he rushed forward frantically, except for the artillery crew and machine gun crew of the last fire support, and the four of Yang Dongli who had the task of bombing tanks.

The other 26 members of the Zhongzhou team all followed Hu Biao and charged...

When the other Maozi recruits were retreating in a panic, the Zhongzhou team's sudden charge of 27 people could be said to be the most eye-catching scene on the battlefield.

Among the Maozi recruits who were retreating, they were full of unspeakable, resolute and resolute courage as they walked in the opposite direction.

Under such an influence, a group of Maozi recruits stopped their steps one after another, even though he didn't know that Hu Biao and the others had to do so under the stimulation of the team battle.