Chapter 197

Bayi rifle's continuous click sound gradually weakened until it stopped completely. Now only garland rifle's crisp sound like fried beans is still ringing

Many big rats jump into the wall from the sniping of rifles. When Zhang Xiaoqiang sees the big rats crawling around on the ground, he is about to pull out the animal's horns and kill them. He can't control so much, How many can you kill····

One ······························································································································································, Two big rats have become two legged rats, the other one is leaning over the body, waiting for people to rush, "brush ·······" long knife from the air, the big rat is evenly split into two, holding the handle of the hands slightly lift, split the mouse embedded in the ground knife will be taken back.

When Guo Fei arrived, he stood at the base of the wall where the dead rats were all over the place. The dead rats had been piled up into a small bag with a height of about one meter. Some of the rats who had been beaten half dead were still fighting for their lives. Guo Fei was very stable under the wall. No matter how many big rats came down, they were all turned into dead rats by him. But it was not long. With the rapid waving of the long knife in Guo Fei's hand, His physical strength is also slowly consumed, but more and more rats are falling. Garland rifle can only hold eight bullets. As riflemen load bullets, the sudden increase of rats caught Guo Fei by surprise. He can only wave a long knife more quickly. With his action speeding up, his physical strength gradually can't keep up.

Finally, three mice passed him and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang who was standing in front of the iron gate. With three shots, Shangguan Qiaoyun took her m1911a1 and slowly went to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side to guard his back. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't take a fancy to Guan Qiaoyun. He was very worried now. There were only 100 bullets on the fighters. Now he should have seen the bottom, But Hou is not a few scattered, but the overwhelming influx.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is about to stir through the keyhole. The sound of gunfire that never stops for a moment finally comes down. The mice on the wall jump down like raindrops from a few dozen scattered ones. Shangguan Qiaoyun's pistol keeps sending bullets into the body of the mouse, "Ka..." seven bullets in her m1911a1 pistol have been shot out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang waist holster a loose, but Shangguan Qiaoyun will pull out his desert eagle, "touch ·····" a big mouse leaping from the sky was hit by a large caliber bullet, plasma fell all around, both hands gun Shangguan Qiaoyun was strong recoil rebound stand instability, back suddenly hit Zhang Xiaoqiang is trying to iron door.

Maybe the iron gate has reached the critical point that will be opened at last. The iron gate "Tong ···" bounces in, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and Shangguan Qiaoyun also roll in with the suddenly opened iron gate.

The back of the door is like an ammunition depot, which is also a slope. Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hands around to grab something to fix his body, but the cement ground was too smooth. His upper hand only hugged a soft body, which was Shangguan Qiaoyun's body. He hugged Shangguan Qiaoyun tightly and rolled down until his head hit a big wooden box.

All around a dark, Zhang Xiaoqiang dizzy will be on the ground of Shangguan Qiaoyun help up, he looked at the front of the door, such as hanging in mid air through the light, feeling behind the big wooden box, quickly released tired of Shangguan Qiaoyun in his arms, flurried from the bag to find a flashlight, turn on the power switch.

The bright light rips the deep darkness around him. Countless large wooden boxes stand quietly beside him. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't care about the big wooden boxes around him. His eyes follow the flashlight to the corner under the gate slope.

When the flashlight light column in his hand shines on a row of wooden frames, lined with metal ammunition boxes painted with green paint, a dull sound comes from the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know what's going on outside. He unconsciously leads Shangguan Qiaoyun's smooth and soft hand to run to the ammunition box there. As soon as he runs to the ammunition box, he feels that the light of the door is dim.

A figure came running to Zhang Xiaoqiang with light on his back, but it was Wang Chong who was full of sweat. Zhang Xiaoqiang scanned it with a flashlight before he saw it was Wang Chong.

"What explodes?" Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know the current situation outside and asks. He knows that when he and Shangguan Qiaoyun fall in, the outside is already in danger, and the rat frenzy is about to rush in.

Sweating, Wang Chong sat for two deep breaths and then said, "er... It's the grenade that brother cockroach gave me last time. I learned to throw it out when I didn't see it right. Now those things are temporarily blocked. Team leader Sanzi is taking people to clean up the rest. I come in to see if I can help you."

Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that the last time Wang Chong picked up the hand grenade he had thrown in the cave, he wanted to give it back to him. He didn't want to give it to him at that time. He didn't expect that at the most critical moment, the hand grenade forgotten by Zhang Xiaoqiang played an unimaginable role. It can be said that without this hand grenade, Zhang Xiaoqiang would be completely destroyed.Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wang Chong's Shangguan Qiaoyun returned to the guard building with two boxes of ammunition. They handed out the ammunition clips to the team members one by one. One Bayi rifle replaced Garland's rifle. When the fire of more than 40 rifles blocked the wall, no old rat could jump into the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the front line was stable, Just go downstairs and get ready to look at the magazine stock.

Guo Fei sat on the ground downstairs, holding a piece of mouse skin that he peeled off and slowly wiping the straight knife. He wiped it very carefully and looked very attentive. He wiped it too attentively, and even ignored the wound torn by the mouse claws on his face.

On his face, a wound was pulled out from the right corner of his eye from right to left by the mouse claws, and it didn't stop until the bridge of his nose. In the middle of the opened skin, there were bloodstains flowing continuously along his cheek. Drops of blood trickled onto the straight knife in his hand. A little blood petals trickled out on the smooth knife surface, and then slowly wiped off by the mouse skin in his hand.

He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's big foot standing in front of him. He looked up and then lowered his head to wipe it slowly. It was as if he could not feel his own existence. Except for the straight knife in his hand, everything was nothingness.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is walking in the ammunition warehouse full of wooden cases. Wang Chong behind him keeps moving boxes of Bayi rifle ammunition outside. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't have to worry about the gathering of mice for the moment. As long as the bullets can be supplied, they won't be in any danger.

One big wooden case was opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the ammunition tightly wrapped by oil paper was arranged in the wooden case. One of them was pulled out and scattered. The glossy brass cartridge case was glowing under the electric light. As the bullet packets in each wooden case were opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang, the sharp bullets were flashing under the electric light.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found that most of the bullets here are of the same specifications. They are 7.62mm bullets with the same diameter. The only difference is the length of the bullets. The longest one is heavy machine gun bullets, the medium one is light machine gun bullets, rifle bullets, and the shortest one is pistol bullets. As for other specifications of bullets · there is no difference between them