The sound of heavy machine gun fire, light machine gun fire, bullets hitting sandbags, and people's cries and screams could be heard.
Numerous sounds assaulted Gao Qi's eardrums, causing him to fall into a state of complete confusion and unconsciousness.
"They entered the tobacco field last night …"
What made Gao Qi break free from his unconscious state of panic was actually shouting the word 'tobacco'.
The broad-leaved plants were tobacco, tobacco used for smoking.
Gao Qi suddenly woke up. He grabbed his rifle. Although he was still leaning against the sandbags, he opened the safety on the rifle.
He stood up and stretched out half of his body. Gao Qi didn't and didn't need to summon up his courage to fight back. He just broke free from his panic and immediately joined the battle subconsciously.
But as far as his eyes could see, there was no enemy, not a single person.
There was someone moving in the tobacco field. The tobacco was more than a meter tall and densely planted. A person lying on the ground would be completely covered by the tobacco. He could only tell if there was someone below by the movement of the tobacco leaves.
Gao Qi didn't know if the desolate person who came to negotiate, but was actually a distraction, was dead or not.
Just as Gao Qi was trying to find an enemy to fire at, a person in the tobacco field stood up and fired at a heavy machine gun position. Gao Qi turned the muzzle, but before he could shoot, the desolate person who fired disappeared into the tobacco field.
The desolate person in the tobacco field was about 200 meters away. Another group of desolate people was 400 meters away.
Gao Qi exhaled. He held the gun, but didn't know where to shoot.
He put his eyes behind the crosshairs. The shortcoming of the peephole sight was that it wasn't good for quick target search. When Gao Qi saw someone out of the corner of his eye, he missed another opportunity to fire.
"Don't panic, don't panic. The distance is more than 360 meters. Just aim and shoot directly …"
Gao Qi comforted himself. Then he moved his eyes away from the peephole. This time, he saw two desolate people poking their heads out of the tobacco field. He found that the desolate people were almost facing his muzzle.
This time he could shoot. Gao Qi aimed and shot the desolate person who was about to crouch back after firing a round.
Gao Qi did not release the trigger, but he only fired one bullet. Then, the tobacco leaf behind the head of the Desolate Dweller that he was aiming at appeared in a pool of blood.
He actually hit the target.
This was the first bullet Gao Qi fired with this gun. It could also be the first bullet fired after the gun was made. Then, this bullet killed a person.
The penetrating power of the bullet was so strong that it only pierced through the desolate person's head. Therefore, the blood spurted out like a water column, only leaving a small blood stain on the tobacco leaves. It didn't dye the whole tobacco field red.
Gao Qi squatted down in disbelief because he remembered the teaching to change his position after firing a shot. He couldn't change his position now, but at least he couldn't stay in the same place and wait to be shot.
Gao Qi aimed at the chest, but he hit the head. It wasn't that he missed, but that the person he aimed at was shot when he squatted down. That was all.
Luck. Gao Qi was lucky, but that desolate person was unlucky.
Gao Qi took a breath and stood up again. After waiting for a while, he saw a desolate person who was fighting and running in the tobacco field.
Gao Qi opened fire again. He kept his finger on the trigger, but only one bullet was fired. The bullet brushed past the running desolate dweller, causing the desolate dweller to fall to the ground in fright. Only then did Gao Qi react and pull the trigger a second time.
Both bullets didn't hit the enemy, but Gao Qi wanted to fire consecutive shots. He didn't have the confidence to hit the running enemy with one bullet, but he didn't fire consecutive shots.
Gao Qi squatted down again and found the problem. In a panic, he turned the safety to the semi-automatic single-shot shooting mode, instead of the full-automatic shooting mode that could fire consecutive shots.
Gao Qi pushed the safety to the full-automatic mode with his thumb. He stood up again and looked at the tobacco field.
The heavy machine gun was still firing short bursts, so the desolate people couldn't rush over immediately. However, the desolate people in the distance could still shoot to suppress Gao Qi's group. Although the farm was caught off guard, they still had the absolute advantage in terms of firepower and terrain. The desolate people's firepower was fierce at the beginning, but now they were firing one shot at a time. They seriously lacked suppressive firepower, so the desolate people who were lying in ambush in the tobacco field couldn't get close to the wall.
This was a typical small-scale battle. If the Desolate Dwellers could bring out effective weapons, such as mortars, rocket launchers, or machine guns, then the Desolate Dwellers would have a chance of winning.
However, it was obvious that the desolate people didn't have any weapons that could change the situation of the battlefield.
The desolate people lacked continuous firepower and didn't have any heavy firepower, so they couldn't end the battle in an instant. On the other hand, the farm's firepower was fierce, they had enough bullets, and they had the advantage of high ground. Although they had fewer people, the result of this battle was destined to be the desolate people's defeat.
But if the desolate people really had superpowers, then it would be different.
Gao Qi was still very nervous. He looked again at the desolate people who had fired but missed. Under his gaze, one of the desolate people wobbled his tobacco while crawling on the ground.
Gao Zi pulled the trigger at the position where the tobacco was swaying. He fired continuously. When the muzzle of the gun jumped up too much, he released the trigger and the tobacco stopped swaying.
At this moment, Gao Qi saw another target. A thin figure stood up from the tobacco field and ran towards the wall.
For the first time, Gao Qi aimed at the enemy. Although it was a running enemy and it was difficult to aim, the person was running in a straight line. So Gao Qi still pulled the trigger.
When Gao Qi saw a continuous stream of blood spurting out from the back of the thin person, he immediately crouched down.
He had killed two people in a row. This was something that could be seen and confirmed. Gao Qi didn't feel anything special about it. His heart was beating fast, not because of fear, but because of excitement and excitement.
Some people weren't born cold-blooded, they were just born to kill.
At this moment, Wang Zihao shouted, "Pay attention to the back. Don't let anyone outflank them. They can't hold on for long. Take them …"
Wang Zihao's voice stopped abruptly. Gao Qi didn't know what was wrong, but he knew something was wrong. So he stood up abruptly. Then he was shocked to see a figure jump over the wall and enter the yard.
Without hesitation, Gao Qi held his rifle and pulled the trigger at the swift figure.
The gunshot stopped after a few shots. The bullets hit the figure's back. The figure jumped up again and landed directly on a roof. He waved his arm and something flashed out of his hand.
But the worker to the right of Gao Qi let out a very shrill scream. He stood up, and blue flames suddenly appeared on his body. After a very short scream, the worker quickly turned into a human-shaped torch.
The superpowered man had a thin iron chain in his hand. The iron chain was covered in blue flames, connecting the burning worker and the superpowered man together.
The superpowered man didn't stop. He ran on the roof and waved his arm. After the burning worker's neck was broken, the superpowered man took back the iron chain in his hand.
The rifle ran out of bullets. Gao Qi didn't panic or be shocked. He just threw away the rifle in his hand and pulled out a pistol from his waist.
Raising the pistol with both hands, Gao Qi fired at the superpowered man again and again.
The superpowered man was too fast. He fell from the roof and jumped up from the ground again. He swayed left and right and ran in a curve, making all of Gao Qi's bullets run out.
Then the superpowered man jumped up again and waved his arm at Gao Qi in the air.
Gao Qi was born to be a gunman. Most people relied on their skills, but he relied on his talent.
Gao Qi's pistol finally hit the target. He raised his left hand in front of his body and continued to fire with the pistol in his right hand. Then his left arm was suddenly pulled by the iron chain and couldn't strangle the superpowered man's neck.
He couldn't hit the superpowered man at all if he was a little farther away. But after the superpowered man rushed straight at Gao Qi, he finally saw blood spurt out of the superpowered man's body. He finally hit the superpowered man who was still in the air.
The superpowered man's feet landed on the roof. Gao Qi hit the superpowered man a second time.
The superpowered man roared with a ferocious face, "Die!"
Less than three meters away, Gao Qi fired a third shot. Blood spurted out of the superpowered man's chest again.
Three consecutive shots hit the superpowered man, but it seemed to have no effect. Gao Qi pulled the trigger again, but found that the bullets were empty.
The superpowered man's eyes were extremely surprised. Even at the critical moment of life and death, Gao Qi could see how incredible the superpowered man in front of him was.
He threw away the pistol with his right hand and pulled back with his left hand. Then, the superpowered man subconsciously pulled back the iron chain and stretched out his left hand that was burning with blue flames.
The iron chain in the superpowered man's hand fell to the ground because of the rapid shortening of the distance, but the superpowered man was already face to face with Gao Qi. His burning left hand directly grabbed at Gao Qi's face.
Gao Qi reached into his clothes and grabbed the shotgun. When the superpowered man's hand was almost touching him, Gao Qi pulled out the shotgun, turned sideways, pushed the safety, and fired the shotgun at the superpowered man's waist.
He pulled out the gun and fired in one breath.
Gao Qi's right hand was thrown directly behind his back by the huge recoil. Because the superpowered man in front of him was too close, Gao Qi could only see blood spurting out from the superpowered man's back like a spray.
Gao Qi stood in the circular position, and the superpowered man stood outside the position. The two of them were separated by waist-high sandbags. Then, the superpowered man put his hand on Gao Qi's shoulder. After being subconsciously pushed by Gao Qi, he fell back on the roof.
The superpowered man lay motionless on the ground. He didn't even struggle. A puzzled expression was frozen on his face.
Gao Qi shot the superpowered man three times with a 9mm pistol, but it didn't hurt him at all. However, with only one shot from the shotgun, only one bullet, the superpowered man was instantly killed.
Gao Qi raised the shotgun. He shook off the iron chain wrapped around his left arm and reached into his pocket to take out a few rounds of shotgun. His right hand turned the shotgun on, and he tried to put a green plastic shell into the chamber.
His hands were shaking too much. Both of them were shaking, but the shotgun couldn't be put into the chamber because the shell was still inside. So, Gao Qi had to bend down, clamp the shotgun with his legs, and take out the empty shell with his right hand. Then, with trembling hands, he put the bullet into the chamber.
Gao Qi suddenly closed the shotgun and took a deep breath with great satisfaction. Then, he sat down, leaned against the sandbags, and exhaled a long breath.
Both of his hands raised the shotgun and looked at it. Gao Qi closed his eyes and sighed softly. "Sure enough, the caliber is justice. The ancients didn't lie to me. I'm lucky to have this thing. Lucky, very lucky!"
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