Dong dong…
Li Mo's four heavy machine guns on the self-made cross were still firing bullets tirelessly.
With the help of the gas when the bullet was fired, the gun repeated the action back and forth to trigger the bullet. Then, under the thrust of the gunpowder, the bullet casing was thrown out, and the next bullet was loaded. After hitting the stop plate to reduce the force, the spring worked again, pushing the gun and the firing pin back to trigger the next bullet.
The hyperspace magazine unique to the Red Alert weapon was constantly transmitting ammunition through the base's transmission device.
Although the ammunition produced by the base was of a single type, the materials used were sufficient. Every bullet was loaded in the best state. There was no possibility that a certain bullet could not be fired, or that the gun's repeated movements would not be in place due to insufficient thrust, causing it to jam.
"These bullets are better than the bullets produced by any country I've ever used.”
Li Mo's arms were numb from the recoil. He carefully felt the recoil of each machine gun and was shocked to find that it was very balanced and accurate.
It was as if every bullet was accurately loaded to 0.01 grams, and there was no imbalance at all.
What was even more commendable was that the muzzle of the gun did not show any signs of red. It was still covered in a layer of dark light.
Perhaps there was no such thing as an overheated red alert weapon.
Excellent weapons and ammunition, unlimited bullets, and no need to worry about overheating. Li Mo alone had four machine guns, and he was able to defeat tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers without being able to retaliate.
All the houses within 500 meters had been cleared.
500 meters away, the house was also in a mess and on the verge of collapse.
As long as the Japanese dared to show up, Li Mo would definitely focus his fire on them.
At the beginning, there were still some Japanese who were unwilling to admit defeat and climbed onto the roof to try to shoot at each other.
However, with Li Mo's god-like marksmanship and observation skills, the Japanese that climbed up the roof were drowned by the metal storm from the four heavy machine guns before they could even set up their rifles.
"Haiyaku, go up and assist in aiming!”
The officers of the divisions urged the artillery spotters to climb up the roof and help them aim at the command post.
The Japanese were in an awkward situation.
The walls of the houses in front of them did not protect them much, but it limited their cannon fire.
Their mortars had to be adjusted to a large angle to fire the shells, and the infantry cannons had to retreat seven kilometers to find an angle.
In this way, whether it was a mortar or an infantry cannon, they needed an accurate observation point to correct the landing point of the shell.
The artillery spotter who was called out climbed up the roof and stuck out his helmet. Li Mo saw him.
Immediately, a storm of bullets shot over.
Puchi puchi puchi…
The observer who was about to take out his cannon scope was instantly penetrated by bullets. He was beaten to death before he could scream. His body was broken into two pieces and fell down with large pieces of tiles.
"Baka!"
Looking at the dead observer, the officers were so angry that they stomped their feet and cursed, but there was nothing they could do.
"Can you guys observe it?”
The surrounding area was flat, and the roof was blocked. The Wei Nation people could only look at a small hill eight kilometers away. They used the signal soldier to pull the phone line and sent a squad of observers to the location. Akita Zhenwu asked over the phone.
" Sorry, the distance is too far and the target is too small. I can only calculate the approximate distance…"
It was too difficult to aim at a command center that had been transformed from a mansion that occupied more than 200 square meters. It took the Japanese nearly five minutes to recognize the command center from a distance.
"Probably!"
"High-explosive bullets, fire!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of earth-shaking sounds of cannons firing rang out.
" Warning, incoming artillery fire!" Chang'e warned.
Boom! Boom!
The cannonball missed by half a street.
"It's severely deviated. It's about 300 meters to the right!”
"Yiga!"
Bang bang…
Another round of cannonballs sounded.
Li Mo, who had been keeping his eyes and ears open, suddenly heard the sound of a cannonball flying through the air. His pupils constricted as he threw down four machine guns and jumped to the side to avoid it.
Boom! Boom!
Groups of artillery shells fell, and shrapnel flew everywhere hidden in the smoke and dust.
“艹~!”
Li Mo spat out the sand in his mouth and cursed in his heart.
The cannonballs were all concentrated on the street outside the command center. A few of them landed in the courtyard. Clearly, there were observers correcting the cannonballs.
Li Mo glanced around. There were no observers within the range of the machine gun, which meant that the person was far away.
Then there was no need to worry about where he was. Since he knew that the shooting range was out of reach, there was no need to worry so much.
"Exchange for bombs!" Li Mo ordered.
He couldn't let the command center collapse under the Japanese's artillery fire. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to complete the last mission.
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