The m134 type 7.62mm ammunition machine gun is fired, and this machine gun has a maximum firing of up to 6, ooo per minute.

The power of a gun is not simply judged by the model of the bullet used. The power of the m134 machine gun can be said to know who uses it.

The power of the extremely high shooting down is extremely amazing. Any non-heavy armored object within a hundred meters will be penetrated. After ordinary flesh and blood, they can even be torn to pieces.

When this thing starts, it is a real rain of bullets. The sounds are continuous, and the dust on the ground is constantly bursting, and a large circle of dense bullet holes are instantly chiseled.

There is no resistance to stones in front of this thing. As long as the bullets are touched, countless pieces will be cracked and splashed everywhere.

Having never tried it, Zhao Fan didn't know if he could withstand this powerful bullet. The degree under his feet had been improved to the extreme, and his body was moving in an irregular and strange curve.

This thing was shot too high, and the bullets seemed endless. Even though his level had already reached the limit of humanity, he still couldn't dodge them all. With all his concentration, a bullet still swept his shoulder.

The huge tearing force moved his body backward, but his feet were flying forward. Under the influence of the two forces, one of them turned backwards.

It only took less than half a second to wait, and two bullets fell on him again, one hitting the calf and the other hitting the back.

He grinned in pain, but did not dare to stop at any time. He flew on the ground in a very embarrassing manner, continuing to avoid the bullets falling like rain.

There was a concentrated pain in his legs and shoulders. Without bowing his head, you could see that two warheads were embedded in him by exploring. With his defensive attribute of 1,400 points, he still withstand such a terrifying gun shooting.

This situation is almost unsolvable. The helicopter is in the sky, and the bullets are constantly pouring towards him. Not to mention that he can't fly anymore, even if he can really fly, he will have to be knocked down by this thing when he is in the air.

Moreover, the terrain here is relatively flat. Except for the place where the opponent set up a mortar position, there is no decent bunker at all.

Under such absolute suppression, even if he is given a rocket launcher, he will not have a chance to shoot.

"It's both an airplane and a tank, it's really rich and willful."

Zhao Fan cursed in his heart, but he didn't even have a chance to breathe. He endured the pain in his body and ran wildly again.

Because of this pursuit, he finally walked around the back of the mortar position. He didn't know whether the big guy in the sky would stop after rushing into those people, but this was the only choice at this time.

The weapons on the hands of these people were also amazing, and all kinds of bullets were instantly poured towards Zhao Fan like rain.

Zhao Fan is not a god. After all, he could no longer completely avoid such fierce firepower. During the flying impact, he didn't know how many more hits he was hit.

Most of the bullets could not cause much damage to him, only the two shots on his back were swept by a machine gun, which made him unable to help but let out a muffled groan.

When he approached fifty meters, the group of people had already given up the mortar position and fled. However, their level was incomparable to Zhao Fan, and he finally rushed into the other group.

Soon, Zhao Fan understood why these people escaped.

They were not necessarily afraid of him, but it seemed that because the helicopter that was about to fly to his face had no intention of letting go, they continued to shoot wildly without any difference.

The screams rang out instantly, and as long as someone was hit, there would be a burst of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

No one is immune to such things. As long as you are hit, even if you just hit your limbs, there is absolutely no reason to survive if you don’t rescue them immediately.

"What a fucking bunch of lunatics!"

At this time, Zhao Fan took a breath instead, because he saw the two main battle tanks that had rushed up the hillside.

There is a Т-type parallel machine gun on the right of the main weapons of these two steel giant beasts, and an anti-aircraft machine gun is also installed on the command tower, but because of this, he saw hope of reversal.

As long as it is a gun, there must be bullets to shoot. Although the m134 uses an off-chain ammunition supply machine, there are still times when the bullets are used up.

This may not be much time, but it is enough for Zhao Fan.

The machine gun on the T8o main battle tank had already fired, and Zhao Fan squatted slightly behind the rock wall, and the opponent lost his sight in an instant, and the gunshot paused for a moment.

This squat was also an extremely short-term process for him to accumulate strength.

The next moment, he rushed from the hillside like a cannonball, and rushed towards the nearest tank from the top of the hillside.

The machine gun sounded again, but Zhao Fan had already reached the side of the tank track. While jumping up, his hands slightly used force to adjust the direction on the side of the tank, and instantly climbed to the turret.

The unlucky guy who had his head out of control of the machine gun had just touched the melee weapon on his waist, but Zhao Fan pinched his neck for a second and threw it out.

The m134 on the helicopter started to fire again. After Zhao Fan was shot on the shoulder, he finally got into the shaking tank.

The T8o main battle tank has three crew members and the driver is located in the center of the front of the vehicle body.

At this moment, there were two crew members of the combat cabin that Zhao Fan entered. One of the unlucky guys was already pulled and thrown out by Zhao Fan. The remaining one only screamed and was cut off by Zhao Fan.

Both of them in the combat cabin were dead, so the driver in the vehicle naturally knew. After the tank rushed to the top of the hill, he stopped in a hurry and quickly took out his pistol and shot at Zhao Fan frantically.

Even at such a close distance, the pistol could not cause any damage to Zhao Fan. He had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and controlled the .7mm anti-aircraft machine gun on the turret, aiming at the helicopter that had already come close.

The helicopter, which was still rushing just now, instantly silenced, and the two people on the plane looked terrified.

After being pressed and hit for so long, it was finally his turn to swing, so how could he hesitate at all? The thud sound roared in his ears, and a row of holes left in the helicopter like a small cannonball.

Before climbing onto the tank, Zhao Fan had already practiced it quickly. When shooting, the purpose was very clear. The ultimate goal was naturally to destroy the helicopter. Even if it could not be done, he would have to kill the driver.

So the moment he fired, he aimed directly at the position of the helicopter cockpit, and the first bullet made the helicopter go west.

The extremely dense bullets followed and left countless holes in the helicopter's fuselage. At such a close range, the helicopter was completely unavoidable. Soon, like drunken, he hovered in the sky, screaming in the thick smoke and landed on the distant ground.

When the rumbling explosion sounded, Zhao Fan had already arrived at the cockpit of the tank. The driver looked at the monster that could not even be killed by the gun, and was completely desperate. He almost didn't resist and was pinched by Zhao Fan.

After throwing the man aside, Zhao Fan sat in the cockpit and was skillful in operating. The tank that had been parked for nearly a minute roared again, turned the direction extremely flexibly, and rushed straight towards another tank that was turning the turret and preparing to open fire.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, a shell accurately hit the turret of Zhao Fan's tank. The huge force almost resisted the advance of the tank, and even almost flipped the entire tank.

This is really a realistic version of the story of spear and shield. The front of the T8o main battle tank uses composite armor, and the front upper armor plate is composed of multiple layers. Its 125mm tank gun can fire three types of shells, such as shells, stable shells, armor-piercing shells and grenades.

I don’t know which kind of shell the other party was using in a hurry. Anyway, Zhao Fan’s exploration technique only saw that the armor in front of the tank had been deformed. After a moment of pausing, the tank tracks dug up countless sand and soil on the ground, they flew towards the other side again.

The distance was too close, and there was no way to find the shells fired from the second gun at all. They had only had time to drive forward dozens of meters away. The tank that Zhao Fan drove hit it with a bang.

He had no intention of having a tank battle with the other party at all. Before he could hit him, he had already climbed up to the turret and jumped out the moment he hit him.

The next moment, the same story was staged in this tank. The three crew members had no room for resistance in front of Zhao Fan, and they were all solved by him in an instant.

Zhao Fan sat in the driver's seat of the tank, feeling the scorching pain in his legs, shoulders and back, and his face was covered with fine beads of sweat.

It took a long time since I felt so painful. Although I failed to kill him in these few strokes, I also caused him a lot of harm.

The power of this thing m134 is indeed terrifying. The internal energy protects the body and the defense value of 1,400 points still cannot be completely blocked. After being shot four times, although it was not bleeding and could not be said to be bone-moving, it was definitely a thorn.

He grinned and looked at the wound, looking at the large area of ​​black green where the bullet hit, he was also a little scared.

The system still has thousands of skill points that are useless. He always felt that Zhuanxu's Junzhuo's Journey Control Step was not very important, so he never planned to upgrade this skill. But today if he was not killed by Zhuanxu's Junzhuo's Junzhuo's Journey Control Step, if he was hit by the bullet like a rainstorm, even if he was not dead, it would definitely make him dying.

At this time, there was not much time to think about these messy things. He just paused for a moment and decisively started the tank and continued to rush towards the direction where he was targeting.

The tank had just run a distance of several hundred meters, and two more tanks appeared one kilometer ahead. Before he could react, two whistles appeared.

These two missiles were almost in front of him the moment he saw them, and then a huge roar was heard in his ears, and the entire tank seemed to have been blown away.

The aT-8 songbird anti-tank missile has a range of 4,000 meters and a 150-meter-per-second meter. The assisted propeller can increase the missile's flight to 500 meters per second, and it only takes seven seconds to fly 3,000 meters.

A distance of one thousand meters was almost two seconds, and Zhao Fan's only reaction was to shift the tank a little direction.

The tank's turret was directly blown out, and another missile exploded a big hole behind the tank's body.
Chapter completed!