Charge was impossible, at least not for now.
Zhang Yi didn't rush forward like an iron fool.
To put it simply, he was a coward.
Didn't they see the two iron fools, Wolverine and Saber-Toothed Tiger, who were not far away and were about to charge forward, being shot into a sieve by the machine gun?
Zhang Yi remembered that in the movie, Wolverine and Saber-Toothed Tiger had rushed directly to the front of the bunker, dodged the machine gun, and fired wildly.
That valiant look was like a hero fighting against morality.
But now, these two people had been turned into a sieve. They fell to the ground and lost consciousness. They would not wake up for a while.
This was a real battlefield, not a movie about the United States fighting against Germany.
Zhang Yi's speed was very fast, his reaction was very agile, and he also knew qinggong.
However, Zhang Yi would not easily reveal such strength.
Even if the battlefield was raining bullets, Zhang Yi would not be exposed.
It was not that he wanted to persevere to the end, but that he did not dare to fly out at all.
If he were to fly into the sky with his qinggong, he would become a living target.
It was a hundred percent certain that he would be shot into a fishing net.
At the moment, he had to find a safe place and save his life first.
He and Terry each found a bunker and looked at Terry.
He shouted,"Stay there if you don't want to die.”
The bullets hit the two of them and hit the steel obstacles.
Terry held his head and didn't dare to show his head.
Zhang Yi leaned against the cover and took a few deep breaths.
He slowly turned around and revealed half of his head. After taking a look at the situation inside the fortress, he immediately retracted his head.
Da da da da.
As soon as he retracted his head, the sound of bullets colliding could be heard from where his head had been exposed.
He adjusted his state of mind and prepared to shoot when he was caught off guard.
Boom!
Suddenly, an explosion came from not far away, and a large amount of dust fell on his body.
He couldn't help but shrink back.
He shook his head and shook off the dust on his head.
She felt someone talking beside her.
He turned his head to look.
His throat moved.
Half of her body was spilled all over the floor.
The soldier was still saying things like 'Mommy, I'm in so much pain.'
He seemed to have seen justice and reached out to Zhang Yi for help.
Zhang Yi couldn't help but shrink back.
Da da da da.
The bullet swept past, and the remaining half of his body was turned into meat paste.
Looking at this bloody and cruel scene, Zhang Yi covered his eyes with one hand and tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart.
Bullets flew everywhere on the beach, and artillery shells exploded.
It's really the sound of guns and cannons,
A hand flew out of nowhere and landed on Zhang Yi's hand.
He hurriedly picked it up and threw it away.
He took a few deep breaths and took out a grenade.
He pulled the safety pin, waited for the delay time, and threw it behind him.
The grenade flew into the bunker.
Boom!
After a sound.
Zhang Yi immediately jumped out of cover and crossed his legs quickly.
He ran forward like a runner.
The rifles in their hands fired at the blockhouse.
His bullets did not miss. Each shot was aimed at one enemy, and they all hit the center of his eyebrows.
Peng.
Suddenly, his calf went numb and he rolled on the ground.
A large number of bullets poured towards him. He quickly rolled on the ground and dodged the bullets.
Ignoring the pain in his calf, he quickly got up and ran to the hillside.
This was the blind spot of the bunker.
He could take a break.
He looked at his calf. It turned out that he had been shot in the calf and was bleeding profusely. Fortunately, his bone had not been hit.
He took out the gauze he had prepared and wrapped it around his calf a few times. Then, he circulated his neixi to his calf and temporarily stopped the bleeding.
He was the first to rush here. Other than him, no one else had rushed to the hillside so far.
Everyone was blocked and suppressed by the fierce firepower.
The beach was littered with corpses.
The landing craft at the back rushed up again.
Zhang Yi was the first batch of soldiers to land, and the danger he faced was dozens of times greater than the soldiers at the rear.
Terry saw Justice rushing to the hill and wanted to rush over as well.
Zhang Yi quickly pointed at him.
"Don't move," he shouted.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Terry had barely poked his head out when he was pushed back by the bullet.
Zhang Yi reloaded the rifle, but he carried it on his back.
He pulled out two semi-automatic pistols from his waist.
Ever since he learned the Gun Fighting Technique and the Spear Throwing Technique, he had not used them before. Today, on the battlefield, he would try out the practical effects of these two ultimate techniques.
When they had just charged forward, they had already seen the situation of the blockhouse.
He held the gun in both hands.
He pulled the bolt and jumped up.
He jumped over the barbed wire, flipped in the air, and pulled the trigger.
Da da da da.
The bullets shot out and several enemy soldiers instantly fell to the ground.
They landed from the sky, their feet stable. They continued to shoot as they moved quickly. More and more enemies fell to the ground and died. They were all shot in the forehead.
However, Zhang Yi did not even aim. He only fired based on his intuition.
A bullet flew towards him.
He held the pistol flat and moved it forward. With a slight shake of his hand, the bullet bounced off.
It flew into the bunker on the other side and hit the right eye of a person.
The enemy's bullets were all dodged by him.
He was already in front of the bunker. Without the heavy machine gun's firepower, he could maximize the power of the gunfighting technique.
Zhang Yi's actions stunned the enemy for a moment.
The firepower was instantly reduced by more than half.
The soldiers began to charge.
Zhang Yi was still on a killing spree, but in the blink of an eye, he had become a super god.
After the bullets were finished, he changed the magazine.
Hiding in the trench was useless. Zhang Yi swung his arm violently, and bullets flew into the trench, headshots everywhere.
It was useless to hide in the bunker and not reveal yourself. Bullets would still bend.
It hit his temple directly.
The two pistols were far more agile than rifles.
Zhang Yi's massacre suppressed the enemy's arrogance.
He rushed into the bunker and killed all the enemies inside.
They then charged out from the entrance of the pillbox and started a massacre in the trenches.
The army from the rear rushed up, and the real bloody battle had just begun.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。