The road to national restoration that began at the end of the century - #97 - Chapter 98 This feels wonderful

“Cough, cough…”

When the shelling ended, Guo Yinci covered his head and slowly emerged from the “quilt” made of a large pile of corpses. Looking around, he saw not only his adjutants, but also many guards, other senior generals, and even the expats who came to him for refuge. All he saw were all kinds of dead bodies.

Moreover, the limbs are still incomplete, and some parts cannot even be distinguished.

In short, Guo Yinzi looked around and found no one alive.

Only the wave energy rifle in his hand can still be used as a crutch…

boom!

However, with the sound of a gunshot, Guo Yinzi seemed to see a black object flying towards him in his right eye. Then he slowly knelt down and fell completely on the remains of other incomplete limbs, never having the chance to get up again.

Pierre: “If you pretend to be dead, I will prepare a camera to take a picture of you to make you look better. But with a saber on your shoulder, do you really think I don’t know who you are?”

Pierre, who shot half of Guo Yinzi’s head open, had no intention of rushing forward to fight with him. In this era, sword fighting, which was considered a symbol of warriors in the era of cold weapons, has long been swept away. A garbage dump called history.

Although his own thunder blast assault rifle is equipped with a spear, he will not use the spear as his main fighting method.

In short, under Pierre’s gun, Guo Yinzi became another of his dead souls. After a simple tidying up and taking pictures, Pierre and his comrades quickly evacuated Guo Yinz’s headquarters to avoid being discovered and besieged by other pig-headed men who came over.

But judging from the current situation of fighting everywhere in the city, it is estimated that Pierre and his party have no chance of encountering the pig-headed man who came to observe the situation.

Therefore, they hurried back to recover and then see where their support was needed.

Cash: “It turns out that without electricity, their defense facilities are basically meaningless, right? OK! It seems that the focus of the attack will be on the power supply system in the future.”

Guillermo: “So do we.”

Cash: “So we have to strengthen response measures in this area. But I really didn’t expect that if they didn’t have a power plant, they wouldn’t even be able to deploy troops and understand the situation of one of the troops.”

Guillermo: “My own estimate is that they must have relied on radar-based projection maps for a long time to plan operations, instead of planning with marching maps and pencils like we did. Especially based on the seizures of the scouts, we found their projector.”

Cash: “Well… regardless of the facts, take down the entire city and clean up all the pig-headed men and black-haired kobolds.”

Just like that, after completing the mission and continuing to fight into the city with the large army, Pierre opened the way with the Nash shotgun with the butt cut off in his hand, and still shot the pig-headed man in front of him to the ground with a calm and calm shot.

Obviously, Pierre is a tough guy who escaped from a concentration camp and was a member of an underground resistance organization. He has an inexplicable affinity for street fighting. Especially when he aimed every shot at the pig-headed man’s face and pulled the trigger, killing the pig-headed man until he fell down in various postures.

Mailin: “The gun has been repaired and here it is for you.”

Pierre: “Okay.”

Boom!

However, there was a loud noise, and just as Pierre borrowed the jammed rifle from Mailin, the building on his right suddenly fell down.

…

“Get up, get up quickly…”

call out!

Seeing the teammate in front of him suddenly having his head blown off by a blue light bullet, Pierre, who had not yet regained consciousness, was awakened by the blood. Then, Pierre took out his Braun revolver and shot at a pig-headed man holding a wave energy rifle where the light bullets flew. After just knocking down a pig-headed man, he then saw several other pig-headed men holding cutting cannons and two pig-headed men holding wave energy rifles rushing towards him.

In this regard, aiming at the target and pulling the trigger is what Pierre has to do now. However, after pulling the trigger five times in a row and knocking down five pig-headed men, he still saw three pig-headed men hiding behind the pillars left by the ruins of the building, preparing to kill him.

have!

Thanks!

However, Pierre was relatively lucky. The fallen comrade lying on his body still had a revolver on his waist.

So, die!

When Pierre pulled out his comrade’s Liaoyuan revolver with his left hand, pressed down the exposed hammer, and aimed the front sight and rear sight on the muzzle at the first pig-headed man who came to seek death.

farewell!

So Pierre gently pulled the trigger, and an 11×35mm reinforced pistol bullet went straight to the pig-headed man’s nostrils with a strong jet force.

In an instant, the 11×35mm reinforced pistol bullet, which was originally used to “subdue” crocodiles and even out-of-control Cyclops, caused the pig-headed man’s face to explode, and Pierre, who quickly pulled away, pointed the muzzle at The quasi-second pig-headed man tried to attack him.

Boom!

It has to be said that as a member of the Bundy organization, Pierre is an expert in shooting many types of firearms. A distance of about 12 meters is not difficult for him at all. At least under his gun, the pig-headed man’s face was like a broken flower pot, spraying extremely bright, but also extremely dirty colors outward.

Next up is the pig-headed man.

The same one-handed pistol shooting as usual, the same precise headshot as before.

In his opinion, pig-headed men and black-haired kobolds are all prey.

It just turned into a rotten piece of meat that would never get up again in front of his gun.

In short, Pierre is very satisfied with the Liaoyuan revolver in his hand, which weighs 1.24 kilograms empty, has a total length of 193 mm, a barrel length of 63 mm, and a 6-round cylinder. Even if the pig-headed man put on a combat uniform, he did not hit their faces. He absolutely did not believe that the pig-headed man could withstand the close range shooting of the Liaoyuan revolver.

Although the Braun revolver, which is more commonly used in his pocket, has a more modern side-swing loading structure and a conventional design that is conducive to right-handed shooting; but for a warrior with excellent marksmanship like him, the explosive effect of one shot will always be All are the best.

Mai Lin: “Can you do me a favor? Pull me out…”

Of course, it was not useful for Pierre to meditate at this time. He had to pull up Mailin and other teammates who had not been killed by the falling masonry or killed by the pig-headed men. However, something embarrassing happened for Pierre. Four of the ten soldiers in his reconnaissance squad were killed, and the leading sergeant was also one of the dead.

It turned out that Pierre, who was carrying a walkie-talkie, saved the lives of the team members because of his accurate shooting skills. He was temporarily elected as the temporary captain and continued the operation of cleaning up the pig-headed men.

Pierre: “Is there anyone like you?”

Mailin: “The minority obeys the majority, five to one, as long as you give the order.”

Pierre: “Find the main army first, and take away their nameplates and other useful supplies.”

Mailin: “Just treat them like this…”

Pierre: “I’m still carrying a walkie-talkie.”

Rather than scolding others, Pierre asked other comrades to be vigilant about the surrounding situation while collecting supplies and remains of their fallen comrades, while he reported to his superiors. Therefore, after a brief report, Pierre and the six scouts formally bid farewell to the remains of their fallen comrades, and waited for an armored vehicle from the rear to come over and carry out the work of convergence. Next, their work must continue to be completed. The pig-headed people in the city are like rats, and they need hunters like them to find them and eliminate them completely.

Admittedly, Pierre himself did have personal reasons for being so ruthless, but this was also the task assigned to them as scouts from above.

As long as the pig-headed man or the black-haired kobold has not taken the initiative to lay down his weapons and kneel on the ground with his hands raised in surrender, then don’t blame him for having to shoot every enemy he sees in the head.

Street fighting is really suitable for him as a warrior.

Especially when he now holds a Nash shotgun in his hand again.

After firing a shot, the trigger guard is pressed and retracted, the next bullet is loaded, and the trigger is continued to be pulled on the guy who dares to come forward… This feeling is simply wonderful.