Chapter 310

In the twinkling of an eye, the big bird rushed through Zhang Xiaoqiang's muzzle, and a series of bullets shot out of the air. When Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the muzzle of the machine gun, the big bird had already rushed in front of a dual mounted anti-aircraft machine gun, and two big claws with steel like color caught on the muzzle of two thick guns. As it flapped its wings, after a gust of wind, people couldn't open their eyes, Big bird picked up the heavy two unit anti-aircraft machine gun and flew forward

At this moment, everyone, including Zhang Xiaoqiang, was silly. After the strong wind, except for many people who were blown to the distance, others opened their eyes for the first time. As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw that the heavy anti-aircraft machine gun was carried in the air by the big bird, and the type 58 anti-aircraft machine gun was hanging in the air, Two round rubber wheels were spinning in the air, and the long sharp end of the steel bracket used to pull the anti-aircraft machine gun was rubbing violently on the ground, sending out sparks.

58 The total weight of the AAM is 560 kg, plus two cartridge boxes

When big bird was flying forward with the AA machine gun, several members of the 58 type AA machine gun group were thrown out of the gun rack and fell on the concrete ground. They kept rolling on the ground until they came to a stop.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was the first to react, and his machine gun sang again. At the moment when the fluorescent bullets flashed out, the big blackbird released the anti-aircraft machine gun that he had grasped from his claws and flew to the sky briskly. The bullets behind him hit the 58 type anti-aircraft machine gun that he had dropped. The bullets exploded and caught fire on the steel frame, The big bird crossed an arc and disappeared again behind the previously disappeared cliff.

The abandoned 58 type antiaircraft machine gun is burning and rolling on the ground. It suddenly bumps into the back wall of the missile depot. The antiaircraft machine gun turns into a pile of burning parts and falls to the ground one after another. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at his second antiaircraft machine gun without tears.

This is the second round. There is only one big bird. There is only one less type 58 antiaircraft machine gun with five seats in the base, and the firepower he brings out is reduced by a quarter. It doesn't matter what the loss is. What's more, the big bird hasn't lost a hair. How can we fight in the future?

The intelligence of this mutant big blackbird will never be lower than that of the zombie type Z, and it may be better. It takes advantage of the dead corner behind the cliff to fly at low altitude, bypasses the mountain to the rear of the machine gun position, and then makes another surprise attack. If Zhang Xiaoqiang is not sensitive to danger, it may be him who has become a part now.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't have time to pay attention to the fact that several team members lie on the ground and don't know whether they will live or die. He has to put all his energy on the haunted big bird. He has seen the fear of mutated big blackbird. It's not the same level as the rookie killed in the morning. A bad one today means the whole army is exhausted. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is heavy, The survivors in the village said that there are two big strange birds in total. Now one has already left him in a mess. If the two appear together, it will be more troublesome.

Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was on the alert, Sanzi's cry came from the missile warehouse. Turning around, he saw Sanzi running to the fighters lying on the ground with a gun pointing at a dozen combat logistics team members. Seeing Sanzi leading people to rescue the wounded, Zhang Xiaoqiang focused on the sky again.

Several machine gun teams are looking at the sky all around, but the mutated blackbird seems to have disappeared, and it hasn't appeared for a long time. Zhang Xiaoqiang knows that the mutated blackbird hasn't gone far, and it's nearby, because the pressure in his heart is still strong.

Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the sky and looked around, a terrible sound broke the silence of the scene. Zhang Xiaoqiang focused on the place where the scream came out, but saw a scene that shocked him.

Just beside the team members who fell to the ground and didn't know whether they were alive or dead, a group of four members of the logistics group lifted them up from the ground and walked to the missile magazine room. A man pointed to the front of the warehouse and screamed loudly.

A huge bird with wings at least 30 meters wide is gliding silently to Zhang Xiaoqiang's machine gun position. The bird is less than two meters away from the ground, and its body is completely hidden in the shadow of the warehouse. The bird is like a ghost lurking in the dark. It pours silently to this side.

The bird flies too low and too close. The angle of the machine gun is not enough. In addition, more than a dozen of his own people stand in front of the bird. Zhang Xiaoqiang can only watch the bird's huge body coming. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who has a strong visual range, has already seen a trace of contempt in the bird's cruel eyes. Seeing the irony in the bird's eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang's blood rushes into his brain, The hair is set up like steel needles, and the big bird regards him as a doll?

"Get down... Get down..." Zhang Xiaoqiang gave a high drink. With his right hand, he quickly drew out the desert eagle and aimed at the huge body of the bird. A dozen people quickly fell on the ground, while Sanzi was lying on his back, pulling the bolt to clip the rifle under his right rib and ready to fire.

"Touch... Touch..." the desert eagle in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand opened fire first, and then Sanzi's five or six moves were also shooting. After the gunfire, the big bird flapped its wings and rushed to the sky like a flying arrow. It fished its claws on the ground and then rushed to the sky.Zhang Xiaoqiang's pistol aimed at the bird and kept pulling the trigger until he emptied all seven bullets, threw away the pistol, picked up the anti-aircraft machine gun and aimed at the sky. Suddenly, countless dense red spots fell from above, followed by two pieces of human corpses spraying red spots and falling down quickly.

After a dull thought, the corpse fell to the ground, all kinds of internal organs splashed and scattered, and the first and then blood fell around the corpse like raindrops.

Zhang Xiaoqiang watched the corpse fall, gritting his teeth and pulling the trigger. Countless bullets were fired at the big blackbird, who was flying high into the sky. More than ten seconds later, the bullets from other antiaircraft machine guns also caught up with him.

The big bird flies too fast, and the bullets will disperse one after another after flying a certain distance. When the big bird flies to the height of 3000 meters and begins to circle, no bullets will hit it.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang was fighting with the mutant blackbird, on the zenith of the missile depot where the fighters and the logistics team were hiding, a probe not much bigger than a cigarette on the side of the drainage pipe photographed all the fighting pictures of Zhang Xiaoqiang and his subordinates, and in some unobtrusive corners not far away, more probes were aimed at them.

The commander stood in front of the console, and two female officers were quickly switching the screen. Not only Zhang Xiaoqiang with 12.7mm and other machine gun groups were on the screen, but the three sons of the commander's logistics group were also on the screen. Even hundreds of people hiding in the warehouse were on the screen, and some pictures were constantly drawing closer, Even the wood texture of the butt of the type 56 rifle in the hands of the fighters clearly appears on the screen