Apocalypse Cockroach

As I said yesterday, if my cousin had an extra 100, it would be four today, and, uh, I noticed that her harvest had risen by only 10, and today's chapter is for the ten brothers who are so dedicated?

“One, two, three or hey?” As the seven men sang the trumpet, carefully lifted the Type 53 heavy machine gun upwards, and when the Type 53 heavy machine gun landed on the ground, the two teammates pushed it toward the already softened machine gun fortress.

The machine-gun fortress was not high enough to squat two grown men inside. A man stuck a 250-round bullet chain with a Type 53 heavy machine gun on his body. Soon, the dull emission of heavy machine guns began to remind him that the shells kept falling and bouncing off the floor.

Now all of them took a long breath and heard the long stinging on the iron ammunition case and the machine-gun baffle. The silent gunshots are still ringing, and the mountains of rats, originally raised at high altitudes, are slowly fading away again in the firing of heavy machine guns.

The Model 53 7.62mm heavy machine gun is a model of the former Soviet SG43 medium machine gun, manufactured in 1953 and equipped with a large number of troops. It is also the nickname of a meat mower on the Korean battlefield and the first heavy machine gun manufactured by China itself. Of course, it is the new China. It was not until the mid-1980s that the Model 53 completely withdrew from the active service sequence of the People's Army.

Its battle speed: 300-350 rounds, that is, it can shoot for more than half an hour continuously without causing the barrel to overheat rapidly; 300-350 rounds.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang's M1919A6 heavy machine gun fired continuously at 150 rounds, the barrel began to burn in 5 minutes. If the average shooting speed of half an hour does not exceed 75 rounds, a cooling barrel is required.

Also, replacing the barrel takes 3 minutes and replacing the machine takes 2 minutes, which is the maximum speed that those women can increase in their constant practice, because of the above problems with the M1919A6 heavy machine guns, which machine gunners and assistant machine gunners always like to fight about.

In other words, this is a Type 53 7.62mm heavy machine gun that fires rounds almost five times faster than the M1919A6 that Zhang Xiaoqiang equipped his men, which means that a Model 53 should last at least four M1919A6.

Looking at the constant shooting sound of a Type 3 7.62mm heavy machine gun in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang was refreshed. This was the first time he had restored a thing, watched a dozen teammates carry a large box of 7.63X54mm bullets, and five or six black heavy machine gun barrels. His brain just slightly remembered the five or six machine gun parts piled on the workbench, and then forgot them behind his head. It looked like he had dismantled all the Type 53 heavy machine gun in the armory.???????

As time went on, the interval between the bursts of monsters like those of the giant porcupines grew, and the density of the bursts became smaller and smaller, and eventually changed from the onset of heavy rains to sporadic three or two points.

Without the threat in the air, all the team members took the rifles and rearranged, and the dense rifle bullets and machine gun bullets quickly flattened the rat mountains outside the walls, pressing the mountains on everyone's minds and minds were removed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carried several people to plug the mouse limbs and mouse blood into the Type 92 infantry cannon in the center of the open space, then carefully cleaned the short and thick cannon chamber, put some of the rigid parts on the gun oil. When a new Type 92 infantry cannon suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang rubbed his hand with excitement and looked at the neat 70mm high explosive placed at one side of the yard.

Commissioning the cannon port to maximize the elevation angle, shove it into the cannon shell, seal the cannon latch, “touch??” One shock, the cannon flashed back, "Boom Boom Boom” A tremendous roar exploded outside the fence.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the team member who was restoring the cannon body. He looked up at the third son who was looking outside. The third son turned his head and shook his head at Zhang Xiaoqiang standing below him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know how to operate the infantry gun. Besides, the infantry gun did not have a scope. It had been dropped long ago. Of course, even Zhang Xiaoqiang would not use it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang intended to blow up a big porcupine-like monster that fired a thorn more than fifty meters away. He didn't know what he was thinking until he climbed up to the post and checked himself with a telescope.

Although he adjusted the elevation angle of the Type 92 infantry cannon to its maximum, the cannon still blew up a large pit 100 meters behind the monsters. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know that the minimum range of the Type 92 infantry cannon was 100 meters. According to his water technology, the elevation angle of 150 meters was extremely long.

At 16: 13 p.m., Zhang Xiaoqiang and a group of people were swinging the Type 54 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun in the open space. The machine gun may not have been maintained for too long. In some places, it has rusted to death. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the tool and looked at the long barrel in front of him.

The original idea was to fix it and replace it with its mount on top of the heavy machine gun to disperse all the mice. When the mouse dispersed, it was bombarded with infantry artillery. But now I see the rusted gun machine, Zhang Xiaoqiang feels like fixing it. I can't even die of this half hanging myself.

In total, there are two Type 54 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns, and the other one sells less than this one. Zhang Xiaoqiang just lit a cigarette and before he started smoking, he felt something was wrong on the ground under his feet.

“Boom Boom?????” The foot of the wall against the back of Mouse Mountain suddenly collapsed so big that countless mice gushed out like a red fountain.

The outpouring redhead rat spread out and ran away in all directions. He saw that the original black land surface was flooded with clear red hair. The redhead rat was still pouring out of the tunnel. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the countless rats flooding into himself and the people around him. He cried out in his heart: "It's over! ”

“Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft.” His superior officer, Qiaoyun, kept shooting at him.

As the bullet continued to fire, her body began to tremble, and she saw countless mice drown in herself. As a woman's superior officer, Qiaoyun was more frightened than a man. The rifle that shot the bullet fell under her feet, and she pulled out the M1911A1 and continued firing at the mice.

The bullet of the pistol was also ejected, and she threw the pistol on the ground. She ran behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was carrying a rifle to keep the rat alive, opened her hands and held him in his back and buried her face gently behind his back.

Now that nothing mattered to her, the rest of her life would end with the rat tide, she smelled the faint tobacco smell on him, slowly clamping herself close to him, and her slender arms wrapped tightly around his belly.

When there was the last bullet left in the pistol, she had thought about sending it into her head, and she looked up at him for the last time, the only man who walked into her heart, the one who was always left alone with herself, the sweet and bitter man who let herself taste love, and she had to look at him again before she died.