Chapter 1497: Life Harvester

"Run, run!" A famous soldier stood up and ran backwards frantically, but it was useless.
"Tweet, twee." The bullet hit the ground behind him, making it dusty. The fifth bullet hit his ankle crisply, and he immediately fell forward.
Then, the other bullets swept from his feet to the top of his head like a line. There were more than fifty bullet holes on his body, and blood gurgled out of his body. Come, turn the underside of his body into a blood red.
"Damn German, kill it!" At this time, Major General Van der Greft almost burst into flames in his eyes. He shouted loudly: "Machine gun, machine gun, shoot me at the sky immediately!"
They don’t have many machine guns. When retreating, the water-cooled M1917A1 heavy machine gun showed a great disadvantage. It was too heavy and it didn’t matter when it was transported by car. Now they walk on foot and they can’t do it.
There are only a few machine guns.
A machine gunner picked up his machine gun, but the machine gun was too heavy, and he couldn't lift it up at all. In later TV dramas, he held the machine gun and shot at the sky. It was all posing, heavy machine gun, plus recoil. , No one can raise up and shoot at the sky, especially heavy machine guns!
"I'll be a stand!" another soldier shouted. He took the barrel of the heavy water-cooled machine gun and carried it directly on his shoulder. Then, the machine gunner pulled the trigger.
"Da da da!" The heavy machine gun roared, and the bullet flew into the sky, but it was still far from the helicopter!
If you want to shoot into the air, you must have a special anti-aircraft gun and a special sight, because when the bullet flies in the sky, it walks in an arc. Now, the machine gun bullet does not hit the helicopter in the sky, but attracts Attention of the shooter.
Phillips turned his gun and fired at the roaring machine gun. In the sound of a chainsaw, the bullet passed easily through the soldier carrying the machine gun, and then through the soldier behind. Screaming, fell backward, and the machine gun was thrown aside.
Attacking the ground from the sky, that is simply a slaughter! Helicopters are the best weapon against enemy infantry. Before there were portable anti-aircraft missiles, they were invincible.
Phillips was murderous. Wherever his machine gun was aimed, it brought death. About twenty helicopters, like harvesters side by side, harvested the lives of ground soldiers.
"I'm coming!" Just then, a voice came.
Basilon crawled out of the dead pile.
He was injured during the initial organization of the German tank attack. When he was rescued from the front line, he was still unwilling and wanted to continue up, but was stuck in a car and planned to be sent to Reykja. Failed to go.
However, before the car he was riding in, there was news that the transportation line was blocked behind him, and he was lagging behind. As a result, he ran with the retreating infantry, but he just didn't bring weapons.
Now, seeing the helicopters raging above their heads, if they haven't had any effective counterattack, then they must all have died here!
Basilon stood up.
He held up a water-cooled heavy machine gun with blood with body temperature on it. In his hand, this heavy machine gun was almost like a toy. On his arm, the muscles were erected. , This is a strong man.
Baslong held the machine gun, ran forward for a while, came to a large rock, and set the machine gun on it.
At this moment, the few people behind the big stone were suddenly shocked. It was so easy that they had just mixed up here, and now they want to attract Germans again?
Don't shoot, there is a teacher here! Before he could say this, the machine gun in Baslon's hand made a roar like fried beans.
"Da da da." The machine gun bullet flew towards the sky, Baslong's eyes narrowed into a line, and at the same time, he was constantly adjusting his shooting posture, trying to hit the opponent!
At this moment, the opponent just flew over his own side, and him from behind the opponent!
"Wow!" A bullet flew across Phillips's scalp, and instantly he felt the hotness on his head, and then a row of bullet holes appeared behind the helicopter.
"Pull up, pull up!" Phillips shouted loudly, but fortunately the opponent did not hit the key position.
While the pilot in front pulled up, Phillips had already reversed his machine gun.
The opponent fired from the side and rear. Phillips protruded half of his body outside, turned the machine gun, and fired frantically on the ground.
The bullet chain was rattling, and the yellow-orange-orange bullet shells jumped down one by one.
The shooting of this machine gun is even more exciting, like two swordsmen fencing, one of them must die!
Phillips believed it would not be himself.
As long as the helicopter in the air moves, the firing angle must be re-adjusted on the ground. This is the only chance to shoot down the helicopter, and it was lost, and Phillips’ bullets roared and shot past, his machine gun was steaming. Already going to be popular.
The bullet was still five or six meters away from the stone, Phillips adjusted his firing angle, and the bullet shot across.
Shooting at the ground in the sky, you can clearly see the impact point and make corrections, but hitting the sky from the ground is not so easy. Whose eyes can catch bullets flying at seven or eight hundred meters per second?
Damn it!
It was getting dark.
Major General Van der Greft didn't have time to curse at all, and the roaring bullet flew over, hit the stone, and sputtered out sparks, making them frightened.
Fortunately, it blocked ~EbookFREE.me~ but then, the helicopter came around.
What are the benefits of helicopters? Of course it is mobility. There is no dead spot in shooting. If there is a dead spot, just go around.
As the helicopter went around, the bullets followed, and countless bullets hit several people hidden behind the rocks.
Major General Van der Greft trembled a few times, his back leaned against the stone, and slowly slid down, his eyes looked into the distance, where black smoke was constantly vacated, the German tank troops, It's already up.
He slowly closed his eyes and plunged into permanent darkness.
Basilon’s eyes were angry, and he couldn’t turn that fast. His muzzle couldn’t keep up with the opponent’s muzzle, so he could only watch the opponent’s bullets fly by and hit him. Of people.
Teacher? Only now did he see clearly.
Knowing that the teacher was here, he would never fight back here.