Release that Witch

This is a pure killing.

Sitting on the top of the tower, holding the nails of the machine gun grip.

As soon as the trigger is pressed, the steel weapon will continually spurt out the fire tongue and shoot a bullet into the enemy. The position pointed by the muzzle will soon be covered by the net of death, and the life shrouded in it will become fragmented, like a porcelain bowl that falls from the table.

The feeling of dominated the battlefield from a height made him excited.

The same is true of the comrades in the same team.

"The sixty-sixth! Oh, that poor pity is falling apart."

"How do you count, it is clear that the 68th is right!"

"Look over there, there is a guy who is still rolling on the ground, give him a good time."

"The intestines are flowing out, don't waste ammunition, let him slowly struggle!"

With a slamming thought, the tape slipped down and a box of bombs saw the bottom again.

"The guy who covers the third trench, I have to change the box here!" the nail shouted at another machine gun team in the tower.

"Do not worry, let us know."

The teammates quickly towed a box of new bullets. During the process of replacing the belt, the nails were not idle. He put on a thick single glove and used a special caliper to clamp the barrel that was still smoking. Stay in the body, disassemble it under the three or five, and gently put it on the open space.

According to the requirements of training, unless you can't force yourself to fire continuously, you must replace the barrel after playing a box of bombs to avoid overheating deformation. I heard that this gray-black steel pipe that can be closely attached to the thread of the rifle is made by the witch, Miss Anna. Each price is about 50 gold dragons. This also makes the team members treat themselves as if they were on standby guns. Children are average.

After the cooled barrel was installed, a harsh sound was heard in the tower.

"Look, the first trench in the east, there is a witch!"

Someone suddenly shouted beside me.

"That's not a witch, an idiot, they are pure, Miss Nana's enemies!"

The nail also saw the goal of the teammate's prompt.

The woman in red robes might have broken a leg with a rifle, and squatted on the ground and slowly squirmed forward. The corner of the robe behind it pulled out a shallow blood.

He pointed the gun at the pure person, but suddenly he felt a little unbearable in his heart, and did not press the trigger.

Judging from the other person's body shape, I am afraid she has not yet grown up.

"Shooting, what are you waiting for?"

"I……"

Just a moment of hesitation, a series of sand columns quickly swept through her body.

Struggling stopped, and blood spread from her abdomen, like a little red flower.

"Hell, let people grab a battle!"

"Don't say it," the other man interrupted and patted the nail on the shoulder. "If you feel tired, let me come."

He took a deep breath. "No, I am fine."

The boiling blood cooled a little.

This is a war with the church. Regardless of the age, the enemy is the enemy. I am still too weak. The nail bites my teeth and throws the distracting thoughts behind me.

"Wait, what happened in the middle of the third trench?" The observer of the other team suddenly exclaimed, "Is the ground collapsed?"

"God, what is that?"

"Damn... it’s pure! There’s more than one, kill them!”

The nail quickly turned to the muzzle, and only saw a square pit that suddenly appeared in the center of the third ditch. The four walls were flattened like a knife. A black yarn woman jumped out of the bottom of the pit and stood up with her hands.

Before he could open the fire, he heard a rush of wind in his ear.

Just turned his head, the **** was already on his face.

The nail suddenly felt black in front of him and fell to the ground. Before losing consciousness, the last scene he saw was that his teammates raised a long shot at him.

......

Roland stood on the podium and used the lookout mirror to observe the increasingly clear line of defense.

Some of the enemies have crossed the first three trenches and are rushing into the fourth road, but the soldiers who have retired from the front line have made the follow-up line more and more concentrated, and the two machine gun towers occupying high points are constantly being fired. The military's offensive momentum is clearly showing signs of decline.

According to this trend, they are not likely to be exposed to the remaining five trenches and artillery positions. Because the firepower on the ground is too fierce, many church soldiers have been transferred to the trenches, and the first army will inevitably establish a stop point in each section of the longitudinal ditch exit, so that the enemy advancement speed Will be greatly reduced, the speed advantage of the gods will not be obvious.

The trial army gradually entered the battlefield at this moment. This unit suffered heavy losses under the attack of the fortress. It has not collapsed until now. It is unexpected to Roland. As soon as it can be put into battle, it is nothing more than the merits of the madness, but When the gods are punished, their threats are obviously much lower. The madness of the pill does not make people immune to fear. When the trial army is subjected to the double baptism of field guns and machine guns, I am afraid that the will of the gods will not save them.

I have to say that the biggest hero of this battle is the eight Mark-type heavy machine guns placed in the two winged bunkers and towers. In order to ensure that they can fire continuously, not only the bullet tubes but also the spare barrels of each team are equipped. Nearly ten.

The only trouble is that in this way, it is estimated that there are very few bullets that have been saved. Of course, if the main army of the church can be wiped out here, this cost is extremely cost-effective.

During this period, Sylvie also observed several magical reactions, but those who were pure did not play a big role in the bullets and rain. They followed the gods and marched forward, but quickly disappeared into the smoke and artillery. .

The outcome is already divided!

The Hermes Church is about to become the dust of history.

Just as Roland is so imaginary, the change is sudden!

"In front, there are a lot of pure people!" Sylvie, who also stood on the high platform, issued a warning, "Four wrong, five!"

The surface of the third trench suddenly bulged, as if it had been lifted up by something, and then quickly fell down, pulling the surrounding wire mesh and stake together into the ground.

A woman wearing a black crepe appeared in a collapsed position, and she did not make any movements, just looking straight ahead.

A strange scene appeared.

I saw many soldiers in the trenches turned their guns, pointed at their chins, and then pulled the trigger.

A group of blood fog erupted from the ditch, and it was like a red fountain.

The four machine guns were also dumb.

The unaffected soldiers fired at her as if they were awake.

The pure person blinks in the eye and pours his face into the pit.

Taking advantage of this gap, the trial army who took the madness pill rushed toward the defense line.