Chapter 609

When Anderson held the gun handle, he felt like holding a fishing rod. Every shell fired was a fishing hook, and the trailing trail was a fishing line invisible in the sun.

The muscles on his face twisted, as if he had caught a great white shark while fishing. The great white shark has just killed his lover. Now he wants to break his sharp teeth, smash his stomach and make him pay for his blood.

The hatred of losing his lover and the excitement of catching a big fish intertwined, making him crazy. He seemed to see the dark red blood, broken fish meat and snow-white belly of dead fish rolling in the waves.

I've never caught such a happy fish!

"Ah, come on! Come on, Boris! Make the bullets faster! I'm going to break these sons of bitches!" Anderson yelled at Boris, who was helping him manually fake shells and turn the chain.

"Do you think I'm a fucking motor!" Boris scolded. "Either you play the bomb or I play it!"

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Anderson gave up his position to turn the chain and replaced Boris to control the shooting.

Dada, dada, dada

The delivery speed of shells was indeed a little faster than just now.

"You're right!" petru shouted with the soul of fire in one hand and a telescope in the other. "We don't have many shells!"

"Don't worry, it's enough to beat these bastards into mud! Hahaha..." Boris smiled wildly, his eyes stared like a copper bell, and the muscles on his body and face trembled rhythmically.

30mm caliber shells can directly break people's waist when they hit people. Moreover, m789 high explosive bombs also have explosive power, with a killing radius of more than 5m.

From the telescope, petru could clearly see the tragedy of the ETSA people in front of the altar. Because the soul of fire could call the spiritual power of the island, he could track the traces of shells with his spirit, just as he tracked bullets on tubuai island. Unfortunately, we can't control the shell, otherwise we can hit the enemy more accurately.

The etsas don't understand what happened. They only heard the sound of clattering, and something invisible came with a sharp roar. Then, their companions fell down one by one, and a puff of smoke blew up on the ground.

A ulakan nervously took off his bow from his back, put on a wooden arrow, aimed at the void of sound, and shouted "devil!" in their language. However, before his arrow was shot out, he felt that something had hit him hard in the chest, but he didn't fly and still stood upright. He looked down and found a big hole in his chest, which was enough to get into a person's head, and his heart and lungs disappeared out of thin air.

There was a bang behind him. He wanted to turn around and see what had broken his chest, but he couldn't move. He saw a companion in front of him on the left, looking at him with frightened eyes.

The man bowed and held a spear, and the hole in his chest could be seen from that direction and height. Then, the man's hand holding the spear was suddenly disconnected from his body, a blood mist rose, and the broken arm flew obliquely through the big hole in his chest.

He was lucky. After his chest was blown open, his brain had not had time to die, so he finally saw how the "devil" killed people before he died. Although he still couldn't see the appearance of the "devil", maybe the devil didn't look at all.

But he is also unfortunate. Compared with his brother who had his head blown out directly, he died relatively unhappily. When he was dying, he had to see all kinds of scenes of the tragic death of his people and bear incomparable pain.

At the moment when he fell down, he wanted to ask their God why the devout itsa people who had been guarding ramra for thousands of years would finally be destroyed in the hands of the devil.

However, he could no longer make a sound. He saw only three suns in the sky, as if laughing at his stupid death. Finally, when he fell to the ground, he broke in two, and the arrow on the full bow string finally shot out askew, towards the sky.

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Although the ammunition is delivered manually, the firing speed of m230 machine gun is still very fast. When the crow arrived, 500 shells had almost hit. Crazy Boris and Anderson shot the last few shells ferociously, and finally stopped with satisfaction.

They dropped their machine guns out of ammunition and went down the mountain to meet the others.

When Aoki came to the square in front of the altar, he saw a terrible picture:

There are stumps and broken arms everywhere. The blood dyed the land red. It is fuzzy and difficult to distinguish what parts of the meat can be seen everywhere, making people have no place to go.

Less than one tenth of the more than one thousand yitesa people survived. Most of them lack arms and legs and have lost their combat effectiveness. They lie among the dead, with dull expressions and empty eyes looking at the sky. If they don't distinguish carefully, they are not much different from the dead.

The unilateral massacre across the civilization era made the ETSA people despair completely. The invisible bullets and the terrible lethality convinced them that the devil was born, and God had abandoned them.

The priests rushed frantically into the pile of dead people, turning here and there.

Kubota picked up half of the head of an itsa and knelt down to cry bitterly. The head was missing the inclined half, and the remaining eye was still open. His eyes were full of panic and helplessness.

Batus crawled on the ground, holding many scattered internal organs in his hands, trembling all over.

Bigwendy roared up into the sky, raised his arms to the sky, and shouted and questioned their gods in Ithaca.

Seeing such a scene, even the executioners who had just carried out the massacre could not help but be thrilled. Anderson, Boris and petru stood rigidly on the edge of the slaughterhouse. They couldn't believe what they had just done. Especially when they saw that Mrs. Larry and Alice were still alive, the men who had experienced war and killing almost collapsed.

The three ETSA priests turned and looked at the people who had just been negotiating and described to them the beautiful life of the distant legendary world of unab.

Their faces were full of confusion, regret and anger

How accurate God's prophecy is! These are not people, they are demons! Demons pretending to be envoys cheat away the sacred staff, and pretend to negotiate to cheat their trust, just to let them relax their vigilance.

The priests stood up slowly, and the muscles on their faces were twisted with resentment, like many snakes and insects climbing up their faces. The anger of hatred shot out of their eyes, as if to burn everything. Their hoarse throats roared out strange sounds, like the horn to wake up the sleeping dragon.

Those who survived but were already desperate woke up and stood up. Even those who had broken their hands or legs, as long as they were still alive, stood up.

They helped each other, slowly approached the priests, and gathered into a disabled team of more than 100 people. Their eyes shot the same anger as the priests, their faces twisted into a devil like shape, their spirit and will were slowly unified, and finally condensed into an array at the last moment.

A huge spiritual force emanated from them, accompanied by the diffuse bloody gas, swept through!