Chapter 37 The Fearless
Relying on the all-round, no dead corners, the small human flesh radar against the sky, Weiss discovered the Normans quietly wiping out of the passage in advance.
There were three people coming. Judging from the combat values, the leader should be an officer with a "hand cannon". The two behind were soldiers using rifles. One of them had a very high combat limit. It was estimated that he had grabbed the pineapple bullet in his hand and was ready to drop the bullet at any time.
At the other end of the battle room, the federal soldiers who came in from the shooting hole were calling their companions behind to move forward at a speed. Although the battlefield was filled with guns and cannons, Weiss believed that the Normans in the passage must have heard someone shouting in Ulster. He deliberately did not silence his companions, and he stuck them next to the door of the room, holding a "hand cannon" in one hand and a pineapple bullet in the other, waiting patiently for the enemy to approach. If they were too far away, it would be difficult for the thrown pineapple bullet to directly kill the target and would be easily avoided by the opponent. If they were too close, they might be seized by the opponent.
This degree requires rich melee experience to grasp.
Sixty feet, fifty feet, forty feet... The Normans continued to approach, and even if they listened in Weiss's position, they could not catch their light footsteps, but their self-detected tracks were all under Weiss' control.
Thirty feet, less than ten meters, Weiss bit off the buckle and threw the pineapple out in a rolling manner. At this moment, the Normans in the passage were obviously focused on the changes in the surrounding environment. They immediately discovered this black, smoke-filled thing that could kill all of them in an instant. Someone immediately shouted "Beware of the pineapple" in Norman language, followed by the sound of rapid footsteps, and the sound of metal objects rubbing against the walls.
boom……
The pineapple exploded in this relatively closed place, and the impact force was magnified to a certain extent. Weiss leaned against the wall, his shoulders seemed to be punched, and his ears were buzzing. The smoke from the explosion was like a flood that broke the dam, rushing into the combat room along the passage, covering his eyes, pungent and suffocating, but these obstacles could not stop the firm-willed fighter. Weiss rushed to the door of the room, lowered his body, leaped forward, and completed a half-turn in the air.
Slide to the ground in the position of the goalkeeper rushing to the ball. In the diffuse smoke, the naked eye cannot distinguish the figures from a few meters away. Since the Battle of the Monamolin Mountains, Weiss has been constantly thinking about the mystery of the enemy-to-me recognition system. After hundreds of uses, especially a large number of practices during the war, he has been able to control this huge auxiliary system with a combat bonus as he pleases. Scan for one second, lock for one second, aim for one second, and after scanning, loud gunfire sounds in the passage.
Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...
Five bullets were shot, wrists were sore, and arms were numb. Weiss quickly got up and changed positions, left the revolver, threw out the rifle, glanced in one second, locked in one second, aimed and shot, pulled the bolt to reset. After two shots, two remaining Norman soldiers were killed on the spot!
After Weiss solved the problem, the first federal soldier who came in came to the door with a rifle. When he poked his head out and saw the bodies in groups of three or three in the passage, he couldn't help but look at Weiss as if he saw God.
"I'll guard here!" Weiss happily spoke in familiar Ulster while loading the "hand cannon", and said to his new companion who had never met before, "You go and pick up the people behind us. We must occupy this place as soon as possible. The Normans may blow up the door at any time."
A few seconds after this, a loud bang came from the passage, and the entire fortress was trembling.
Weiss's face suddenly changed: "No, the enemy seems to have blown up the door, we have to keep them outside!"
Up to this point, there were a total of three Federal soldiers entering the fortress through the shooting hole. The situation was as difficult as Weiss and his men attacking the Norman battleship at the Bellakasser Pass. As the only officer among the four people present and the person who was most familiar with the situation here, Weiss took on the responsibility of the commander unswervingly. He quickly looked at the weapon configurations of the three Federal soldiers and found that they were still holding Grumman's M3.2S. The power of this rifle is undoubtedly. Although it has the problem of slow firing rate in melee combat, it is more powerful than the Norman rifle used in bayonet fighting.
"You, stay, you two, come with bayonets, come with me!" Weiss ordered, while searching for the remaining pineapple bullets from the hanger next to the room door. The principle and method of use of this single-soldier grenade of the Norman army are similar to those of the Federal Army, and can be used without learning or adaptation.
Seeing Weiss' strange outfit, the two federal soldiers who came in were very confused about his orders. However, the soldier who came in first said loudly: "Don't stand there! This Lieutenant Klumber Heisen is from us, an officer of the 23rd National Defense Division!"
The situation could not allow Weiss to explain it. He gave two selected federal soldiers three pineapple bullets and then took the lead in entering the passage. Although before he could carefully explore the structure of the fortress, Weiss had a clear understanding of its overall layout: it consists of two main combat rooms and several auxiliary warehouses. The internal passage seems complex, but it is actually an irregular ring. The steel door behind it should be its only normal entrance and exit on the plane layer, but it is not ruled out that there is a backup passage.
The smoke from the front of the passage proved Weiss' speculation that the Normans had blasted and opened the steel door of the fortress. He quickly came to the bend of the passage near the entrance and exit, leaning against the wall, adjusting his breathing, and was about to squint when a burly figure suddenly appeared in a place close to him. Weiss was prepared and was not panicked at all. He quickly took a step back, raised the revolver with both hands, and shot directly at the enemy's head.
head shot!
After instantly killing the first Norman soldier who came in, Weiss threw a pineapple bullet into the bent passage without a moment of stopping. At that time, he caught a glimpse of a black thing thrown out of it. Needless to say, it must be a pineapple bullet that could blow two elephants to death!
In this narrow passage, there was no place to hide, and there was no time to run. Weiss did not hesitate, and he aimed at the target, adjusted his pace, and shot the pineapple with an unfamiliar foot arch, kicked the pineapple to the far end of the passage, spread his hands, pulled down two new companions, and shouted: "Let's go down and avoid the bullet!"
After a flash, the burst of explosions made Weis feel that his body had far exceeded the limit of his endurance. His head was confused, his ears were deaf, his limbs were wooden, and his internal organs seemed to have been moved. The surrounding space was filled with strong smoke, and his eyes were dark. Even so, the strong desire to survive made him struggle to get up as soon as possible. Without having time to find the revolver that fell to the ground, he threw out the Norman rifle behind him, and stumbled.
He staggered towards the bend of the passage. The Normans' grenade almost killed the three of them. The pineapple he threw out was certainly enough for the Normans to drink a pot. After the first bend, no one was seen. The ground was sticky and he stepped on it for a moment of palpitations. After the second bend, he became much more awake and his energy and energy recovered most. He forced his body to hold his tiredness and squint his eyes to observe. There were a bunch of Normans outside the third bend, and they seemed to have just gotten up.
How could Weis miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He squatted down against the wall, took out a pineapple, bit the buckle, and then threw it out in two seconds, covered his ears with his hands, and curled up into a big shrimp...
boom!
The powerful impact of the explosion arrived as scheduled. At this moment, Weiss suddenly remembered the fighters on the battlefield. If he wanted to win, he not only had the strength and skills to defeat his opponent, but also had to withstand the opponent's attack. At this moment, he not only felt that his internal organs were broken, but he even felt that he was on the verge of bleeding from his orifices, but his will eventually defeated his physical instinct. He took out the third pineapple bullet, pulled out the buckle, and took two seconds to poke out, and threw it at the Norman soldiers who had been blown up.
The enemy's desperate eyes are the best compliment to those who are determined!
The power of the explosion was still there, Weiss stood up and shouted: "Attack!"
The two federal soldiers who came were echoing in unison.
Weiss not only made a sound, he held a Norman rifle that was much lighter than the Grumman M3.2, poked out half of his body from the third bend, aimed at the entrance and exit of the fortress, and shot a Norman soldier who was dragging his injured companion out without any bias. The muscles and bones on his shoulders were like tofu hit by a hammer in front of the 3PIR caliber (15mm) rifle bullet. The huge piece disappeared instantly. The person who was shot immediately let go of his companion and sat on the ground wailingly.
Click...b...
The crisp sound of the Norman rifle when it was refilled was very familiar to the Norman soldiers. However, at this moment, it came from the hands of a militant in uniform, aiming the gun at a group of dead and injured Norman soldiers. This scene undoubtedly made every Norman present feel deeply saddened.
In the second shot, Weiss quickly shot a Norman soldier who was holding a gun to resist. The bullet hit his chest and directly blasted a bloody hole, causing it to fall silently - and it fell down without any pain. The limbs twitched a few times and were completely cold.
Seeing the "23rd National Defense Specialist Lieutenant Klumber Heisen" rushing forward so bravely, two federal soldiers also got up. When Weiss retreated to the wall to load bullets, one of them came forward with a gun to make up the seat, and the other was ready to drop the bullets. With this shot, they created an indelible shadow on the Norman soldiers at the entrance of the fortress to the bend of the passage...
Chapter completed!