Darlin's Rotary Cannon was a purely mechanical retro design. Its six large caliber barrels were semi-automatic, and its weight and ammunition capacity were extremely shocking. Because of its terrifying killing power and the area it covered, it was known as the "King of Reapers". Every time it began to roar and spin, countless people would die in front of it.
Its power was shocking, and its weight was shocking as well. Even after the highest efficiency of shock absorption, the recoil was still able to shake the earth. Therefore, other than the M-series mecha that used Darlin's Rotary Cannon as a standard, only all-terrain fighter jets and assault helicopters would use it. Very few ground troops used it. If they couldn't even lift it up with all their might, how could they use it in battle?
There were always legends on the battlefield. Xu Le had heard rumors before that there were some abnormal people in the Federation's military camp who could carry Darlin's Rotary Cannon onto the battlefield. Only after seeing Xiong Linquan did he know that these legends were right beside him.
But at this moment, seeing Xiong Linquan holding Darlin's Rotary Cannon and crazily spitting out fireworks for the first time, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken.
The muscles in his arms were tight. When he fully displayed his strength, they were even thicker than a woman's thighs. The heavy and cold Darlin's Rotary Cannon continued to roar. Xiong Linquan's entire body trembled along with it, causing the ground to tremble as well.
Amidst the loud and muffled gunshots, Darlin's Rotary Cannon's bullet shells were exceptionally delicate compared to the gunshots. They densely packed and rained down on Xu Le's body. His face burned with pain, but he didn't follow Xiong Linquan's instructions and immediately change his shooting position. Instead, he roared, "You're f * cking crazy!"
Xiong Linquan was currently standing on top of the slope like a god, but he was also the most obvious target. Xu Le's muscles tensed up, and he was prepared to jump up and push him down. But from the corner of his eyes, he was shocked to see that the dense rain of bullets from the Rotary Cannon in this man's hands had temporarily suppressed the firepower of the entire Empire's armored squad!
Muffled noises of guns entering and exiting echoed nonstop. The entire haystack fell apart. Countless sharp, high-speed bullets spurted out of the six barrels that were rotating at a high speed and shot down from high above, hitting the armored vehicles, the rocks in the meadow, and the bodies of the soldiers of the Imperium heavily. It was like the line of an axe that was extremely sharp and chopped down from the west!
Da, da, da, da. The rocks were shattered into white powder, and the pond was cut into two muddy pieces by the shrapnel. The grass and leaves did not shatter but were directly blown into fine powder. Sparks flew from the Imperium's armored vehicles, and so did the ground. From the haystack to the pond in the distance, there was a terrifying straight line that was so deep that one could see the bones of the planet.
In this perfectly straight line, there were more than ten Imperium's soldiers. Their bodies exploded into countless smoke and dust in an instant, followed by blossoms of blood that gushed out. Then, they exploded and collapsed, covering the deep ditch below their bodies with the smell of blood.
In the hands of Xiong Linquan's thick arms, the incomparably heavy Dalin rotary autocannon was like an unstoppable axe that could split open the heavens. However, he was still able to valiantly maintain the accuracy of his shots under the immense recoil. This was equivalent to using meticulous brushwork to create a large ink painting of mountains and rivers.
How ferocious.
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Almost at the same time that Xiong Linquan shattered the haystack and unleashed his explosive attack, Bai Yulan's calm voice rang out from the battlefield infantry command system.
In the short stream by the pond on the east side of the gentle slope, which had remained abnormally silent throughout the battle, there was no way to discover the existence of people at all. With a whoosh, a shoulder-fired rocket carried a trail of smoke as it blasted towards the Imperium's armored vehicle at the furthest edge.
Xiong Linquan's Dalin Rotary Cannon's berserk firing in a straight line, instantly suppressing the majority of the Imperium's armored squad's firepower. Those high speed shrapnel rained down on the armored vehicles like a torrential rain. The crisp sounds of the shrapnel ringing out were actually shocking to the Imperium's soldiers within the armored vehicles to the point where they didn't dare to raise their heads, forgetting to counterattack. Only the few armored vehicles at the furthest east were outside of the attack range. They were currently calibrating their cannons at high speed, and this silent rocket that seemed to have come from nowhere was precisely aimed at them.
That rocket accurately and fiercely struck the armored vehicle, but the officers within the Imperium's armored vehicle coldly continued with their operations. This was because they firmly believed that if the Federation's standard rocket couldn't penetrate the armor and strike the vehicle's engine, then there was no way it could deal fatal damage to themselves.
However, what shocked most of the people on and around the gentle slope was that not only did that rocket not destroy this armored vehicle, it didn't even explode. It was like a delicate little knife that was stabbed into the deep fertile plains, nailed into the armored vehicle's outer shell. It was so strangely silent.
About twenty meters away from the short stream by the pond, the dust-covered Gu Xifeng narrowed her eyes. Amidst the smoke and dust, she stared at that proud Imperium's armored vehicle. Her fingers quickly jumped and pressed on the electric contact device beside her, as if she was dancing or playing the piano.
The electric contact device made a light beep sound.
The outer shell of the rocket sizzled. Metal shrapnel flew into the air. One could vaguely make out some type of device that was quickly shaving off the armored vehicle's outer shell like peeling a potato.
Immediately afterwards, the rocket's core separated, and the second level engine at the rear reactivated. With a muffled crack sound, it actually drilled a hole into the Imperium's armored vehicle, and then drilled in!
Amidst the hail of bullets and the ear-piercing noise, the quagmire seemed to have become quiet for an instant.
A muffled noise sounded.
The interior of the Imperium's armored vehicle exploded. It was fiercely shaken off the ground, but after just a short distance, it fell down heavily again. It was like a fragile, dark-colored cardboard box, twisted and deformed by the destructive force within. It was incredibly wretched.
Countless strands of light pink smoke poured out from the cracks of this armored vehicle. The Imperium soldier inside should have been completely dead. The previously swaggering vehicle could no longer move, and it died on the spot.
At this time, Gu Xifeng had already carefully crawled back under the cover of the hail of bullets from his comrades. His entire body was covered in mud, and he had long blended in with the ground beside the quagmire. Only his fingers were still rapidly operating the area's electric control system. The enemy was too sudden, and the time to set up the defense was too short. He had to use infrared methods to detonate the devices his comrades had hurriedly set up.
As he crawled, explosions sounded behind him. A cloud of smoke rose up like a cute mushroom. The handsome man crawled in panic, his fingers moving quickly, detonating the anti-infantry mines that those bastards had irresponsibly thrown behind him one after another. For some reason, there was a happy smile on his face.
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From time to time, there would be the sound of bullets whistling through the air. From time to time, there would be Federation soldiers poking their heads out from the mud of the simple fortifications, coldly and silently firing accurately. Below them, a Imperium soldier would fall to the ground, dead or heavily injured.
The berserk Xiong Linquan, the handsome and ruthless Gu Xifeng, and Magnolia Bai, who had been calmly commanding the battle but had never fired a single shot, hid in the environment to preserve the crisp sounds of gunfire that killed the enemy. Together, they formed the Shell Motor Company's Seventh Combat Team.
This team, which had almost all of its luster stolen by Supervisor Xu Le, had finally displayed its experienced combat strength in today's battle.
With his hand on the ground, Xu Le used his naked eyes to observe the situation around the gentle slope. His palm was a bit uncomfortable from the scalding hot bullet shells, but he couldn't bring himself to smile.
The Seventh Combat Team's hastily set up anti-infantry mines seemed to be very powerful, but their effective killing power wasn't great. They had indeed suppressed the Imperium soldiers to the ground, but they couldn't truly destroy those armored vehicles.
Beside him, Xiong Linquan roared as he fired a torrent of bullets. The bullets hit those armored vehicles, and the shells were horrible to look at. However, because the range of the bullets was gradually expanding, they couldn't cause a decisive destruction.
Although the Seventh Combat Team displayed powerful combat strength, they still lacked heavy equipment. The Imperium's armored vehicles were getting closer and closer.
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At the side of the simple fortification and the quagmire on the gentle slope, there were about 30 members of the Seventh Combat Team defending. In the grassland behind them, there were still no signs of the Federation's fighter jets. Instead, what was worrying was that the backs of the soldiers who were the first to retreat were still so clear.
Could they hold on for two minutes? If the Imperium's armored vehicles were allowed to directly charge past the gentle slope and enter the grassland where the armored vehicles could display their high mobility and power, then the Seventh Combat Team would be doomed.
The density of the bullets around the grassland decreased slightly. Of course, the heavy rotary cannon in Xiong Linquan's hand was still roaring. No one could understand how much ammunition this fierce gunner had brought with him to be able to maintain such suppressive fire for so long.
"Xiong Linquan, to the right!"
Xu Le's squinted eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light. He noticed that five Imperium's soldiers were silently taking a long detour to avoid the violent shooting range of Dalin's rotary cannon. They silently and quickly approached from behind and were attempting to open fire.
As the commander of the Seventh Combat Team, when faced with an enemy, he did not hesitate to hand over command to Bai Yulan. That was because he had an excellent quality. He knew what he was good at and what he should do. Therefore, when he stood under the rain of bullets, he did not have the intention to stand up and open fire with Dalin. Even when he noticed that there was movement behind him, he only shouted, "Big Bear."
"What, Boss?"
Xiong Linquan's tanned face was flushed red. The veins on his thick arms bulged, as if they could explode at any time. He had a heavy expression on his face as he painfully maintained the suppressive fire coverage. Even with his physical strength, he was probably reaching his limit. After hearing Xu Le's words, he did not even look in that direction.
This man ignored the fierce bullets and dust that flitted past him from time to time. He ignored the Imperium's vanguard soldiers that crept over from the side. He continuously pulled on the trigger, his thick lips continuously muttering certain words.
"ACW, I want ACW."
"F * ck, I want ACW."
"ACW …"
"Who can give me an ACW?"
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Xiong Linquan did not respond. Xu Le learned one thing in that instant — the battlefield only required teamwork and iron-like military discipline.
In order to cover the retreat of the recruits and hold on until the Federation's air support arrived, the suppressive fire coverage of Dalin's rotary cannon in Xiong Linquan's hands was the most crucial part. Even if he died, this man would probably continue to pull on the trigger.
His mind worked quickly, but his body's reaction was even faster. With a whoosh, he flashed out from behind Xiong Linquan and stepped on the dirt of the simple fortification. He crouched down and stuck close to the ground as he charged forward at high speed, pouncing towards the Imperium's soldiers that crept up from the side.
In that instant, he, who was wearing a gray military uniform, was like a leopard moving unhindered through the blazing wilderness.
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