Without Wang Zhen's instructions, the poet immediately changed the target and fired a "bang" as soon as the heavy machine gun fired.

The gunfire sounded, but the heavy machine gun did not stop. I don't know if the bullet penetrated the steel plate and missed the person, or it was because the steel plate was too thick.

Anyway, the machine gunner shrank his neck in fright, turned the muzzle of the machine gun, and fired long bursts of "ta da da" and "ta da da" towards the poet.

But, that’s it.

Just as the poet was suppressed and lowered his head, Guo Jingyun, who was squatting behind a small mound not far away, took a quick look with an infrared telescope, slightly adjusted the angle of the gun barrel in his hand, and released a cannonball with his right hand.

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"Thump", "whoosh" and "boom"

A shell exploded on the side and rear of the pickup truck. The machine gunner was standing too high and was completely exposed to the damage range of the shell. The shock wave pushed his body and hit the machine gun hard, leaving a bloody mess on his back.

, a big hole was opened in his waist by shrapnel, and blood spurted out like it was free of money.

The man only twitched a few times and then fell limply into the bed of the truck.

On the other hand, the three who climbed out of the pickup truck in advance knew of the presence of the mortars. After hearing the sound, they jumped out and lay down as soon as possible, thus escaping the disaster.

"Shrapnel, the second car needs to replenish its guns and take cover." Wang Zhen stopped when he heard the sound of heavy machine gun fire, and quickly ordered on the channel, "Donkey, get in!"

After shouting, Wang Zhen climbed out of the trench, doubled up and rushed forward, fighting as he ran.

Now that we have an absolute advantage, we naturally have to kill them all in one go!

"Bang!" The poet shot through the pickup truck that was serving as a bunker. The guy who had just escaped the mortar bombardment was hit in the head as soon as he showed his head to fight back.

Just when Wang Zhen and Donkey rushed out not far away, the heavy machine gun on the second pickup truck suddenly rang out.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

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We urgently need a wave of monthly tickets, 400 tickets, thank you!

It’s so embarrassing to be ranked 11th on the new book monthly ticket list!

My heart felt itchy and uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!