Chapter 362 Fire! Fire! Fire!

One step, two steps, three steps!

Su Mo ran very fast, but the flying aliens who had been watching from behind were faster and more responsive than Su Mo after the tornado disappeared!

The flying aliens in the miscellaneous troops only accounted for 5% in terms of number.

But under the base of 8,500, there were as many as 500!

At this time, as the airflow returned to normal, they rushed over like hungry vultures!

It was dark and dense, like a black cloud.

They were not worried that the mysterious lion warrior Simba would counterattack at this moment.

They saw with their own eyes that the tornado disappeared because of the lack of energy, and they saw with their own eyes that Su Mo was "panicked" running on the deck holding Connie.

The knowledge system of the aliens told them that this moment of energy exhaustion is when the enemy's defense is the weakest and the easiest to break through.

So, they rushed!

They rushed ten times faster than other aliens. They wanted to rush to the deck of the Hope and have a good meal!

[Gonggong reminder 18 seconds]

[Gonggong reminder 13 seconds]

When the Gonggong reminder sounded at the 9th second, in the sight of all the flying aliens, Simba, the lion man incarnated by Soma, successfully "escaped" to the door of the cockpit.

Seeing this, the leader of the flying aliens could only shake his head with regret, watching Simba, the lion man, and Connie, get into the iron house that seemed very safe and hide.

At the same time, they also saw clearly those little people on the deck who looked like food in the distance.

Hmm?

The skin can reflect luster, and the appearance is somewhat similar to that of humans.

This doesn't look very delicious!

With such dissatisfaction, they made sharp cries and rushed down, wanting to tear the delicious flesh and blood as soon as possible.

But

What greeted them was a death metal storm!

Dada da da da!

It was like a symphony played by the top musicians, and it was like a heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time and finally poured down.

When the flying aliens saw these little men controlling the black weapons in front of them and slowly raising them, their instincts made them feel something was wrong.

But they didn't have a chance to react.

The body was overwhelmed!

The flesh and blood shattered!

The wings and the head flew together, and the black blood and the sky were the same color!

In front of the real bloody weapons of mankind, they were as fragile as paper!

The maximum firing rate of each Type 80 general-purpose machine gun was about 800 rounds per minute, which is 13 bullets per second when converted to seconds.

There were four at the bow and stern, plus two on the port side. When facing the flying aliens, six machine guns could pour out 80 bullets in one second!

And with the help of the Gonggong fire control auxiliary system, all the agents' bullets were not randomly fired aimlessly, but at the maximum firing rate, they could still control the "range sweep".

What is this concept?

Imagine if there were 80 bullets that could be fired at one place, ensuring that there would be no mistakes, and each bullet could hit this point continuously in rhythm.

In this case, even the solid tank armor could not withstand such continuous kinetic collisions, let alone these aliens who were almost like delivering food.

These flying aliens did not have a solid shell, nor did they have special abilities to increase their defense.

Under the baptism of 62-caliber bullets, in almost four or five breaths, large blood flowers burst out in the sky.

Some aliens were even beheaded by bullets before they could react, leaving only their bodies helplessly flapping in the air twice and falling into the sea below.

Eight seconds?

Five seconds?

Su Mo, who was standing in the cockpit, did not count, and these flying aliens had no intention of counting.

One contact, without any resistance at all, the leader of the flying alien died in the air, and even the warning message could not be sent out.

This massacre came too fast.

When all the aliens in the sky were almost wiped out, the force troops and soldiers in the distance were still on their way anxiously.

The aliens in the sea below were still enthusiastically attacking the bottom of the Hope with their weapons.

"Damn, this boat is so hard, it can bounce back from time to time, it hurts my hand!"

"It's just a hedgehog, my knife only leaves a little mark on it, it's hard to resist"

"The strength of the Ao people is not good, they only know how to make a turtle shell, when I get their heads, I must ask for credit from Lord Zhuhu"

"Wait, buddy, don't rush to kill them, they are going to die anyway, it's better to let me be a real minotaur, go up and catch this golden lion king, and have a good time"

"Oh my god, your idea is good, wait, what's the sound above!"

"What? Isn't this the sound of us attacking the ship? Could it be the counterattack of the Ao people?"

"That's right, never mind, keep chiseling!"

""

Ordinary aliens don't have a core. At this point when the night is still thick, staying in the sea basically means giving up the vision 15 meters away.

And these poor people who are chiseling the boat under the sea, once they are away from the leader, are basically fighting alone.

They didn't care about the sound of machine gun fire from above.

There were too many aliens!

There are many weird abilities. If it makes some noise, that's normal. But if it's deserted, that's a big problem.

Even some stubborn aliens started to beat the bottom of the Hope very rhythmically in response to the sound of machine gun fire.

It’s not about playing, it’s better than playing!

No one would worry about whether these two lion men who suddenly jumped out of the cracks in the rocks would be able to fight back.

With more than 20,000 alien races, these alien races are more concerned about

Who can seize the ownership of the Hope!

"Charge and kill. Whoever can be the first to board the deck of the Lion King will be rewarded with five hundred kilograms of meat!"

"Whoever can chop off Simba's lion head will have all the glory and wealth in this life, and the five royal families will guarantee it to you!"

"Kill Simba first, then Su Laomo, charge!"

"Simba, accept your fate!"

"Golden Retriever Lion King, I'm going to tear your rotten mouth apart!"

""

Relying on the high-definition night vision cameras at the bow and stern of the Hope, as well as the upgraded sky eyes.

In the picture analysis system, Sumo could see the undisguised madness in the eyes of these aliens from any angle!

They are like hungry wolves who have smelled the smell of blood, and they can't wait to come up and eat the meat!

Even the machine gun on the bow of the ship was still firing.

They were not afraid, as if they did not see or hear, they continued to launch a death charge against the Hope.

During this time, the powerful troops from behind also quietly surrounded them.

Unlike the miscellaneous troops in the front, these powerful troops seemed a little tired at this time due to the rapid march.

They did not choose to attack immediately like the miscellaneous troops, but stayed quietly on the water to recover their strength.

At the same time, the fire and loud noises on the deck of the Hope also attracted their attention.

The force was aimed at the starboard side, and no fire was fired from this side.

All the firepower was concentrated in the front, so after a brief hesitation, the top leader of the power force did not pay attention.

After eating the special dried meat in his hand to regain his strength, he took a break from his busy schedule to open the game panel. After checking the anxious inquiries from the five royal families, he sent a message to Cursed Tiger Clark as if to comfort him.

"The battle is going well. We have successfully surrounded the Austrian tribe. They have no way to escape."

"Moreover, the mysterious lion warrior Simba has lost his energy and now he doesn't know where he is hiding."

"It only takes half an hour for our troops to successfully capture this bastard shell!"

Three messages were sent one after another. Before Clark could reply, the leader of the Power Alien clan confidently closed the core game panel.

This approach made the five royal families once again want to connect to the video and see the battle situation but failed.

"Brothers, it's finally time for us to make a contribution. It doesn't matter if we can't defeat Old Mo Su. As long as we finish this task, we can also get the huge amount of materials rewarded by the royal family."

"These materials will allow us to have more development time than other races after we go to the New World."

"At that time, it will be a great time for us, the outcasts in the family, to become famous!"

"Make a name for yourself! Kill Simba! Take the title of Lion King!"

Seeing tens of thousands of aliens shouting loudly one after another, with high morale, the leader of the powerful aliens excitedly picked up the battle flag next to him and activated the command.

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Finally rushed!

At this moment, whether it was the miscellaneous troops in the front or the powerful troops in the rear, all the aliens made a desperate move and put all their troops forward.

They are afraid that if they take a step too late, their "teammates" behind them will take away the credit.

Therefore, compared to their extremely terrifying rapid march when they came here, they were faster during this wave of attacks!

"Captain, Moore is requesting attack, Moore is requesting permission to attack!"

Moore, who was sitting in the gun room, could see the crazy influx of aliens clearly.

At the same time, Moore also turned on the safety button, and his furry bear hand was placed on the launch button.

As long as you press it, this destructive main gun will burst out with a terrifying firing rate of up to 140 rounds per minute!

As a terrorist weapon with a single shell explosion range of more than 300 meters, when there are enough shells.

There is no difference between 20,000 aliens and 200,000 aliens!

"Wait, wait, put them within 500 meters, and then fight, hit the ones farther away first!"

In the cockpit, Sumo had taken off the hood of Simba's suit and stared closely at the data returned in real time by the fire control radar.

At this moment when he was about to take action, Sumo's lips were already stained with blood, and his face showed an abnormal flush!

At present, the alien race's front is extremely long. Their front line has reached within 300 meters of the Hope, but their back line is still hanging 5 kilometers away.

When the cannonballs at sea are used one less and the cup cannot be refilled, this wave must not only be beautiful, but also economical!

"Gonggong, overclock the fire control radar for me."

"I want to get the position change information within half a second!"

There was a loud shout. Under the control of Gonggong, the fire control radar located above the captain's cabin was as if it was out of breath. Not only did it turn on full power scanning, it was also overclocked by the Hope.

Every half second, the location information of nearly 20,000 aliens will be faithfully reflected on the display by the radar, and then received by Somo.

"Come on, come on, come on, little darlings!"

"Yes, yes, that's the speed. Get within one kilometer!"

Clenching his fists, Su Mo's eyes were bloodshot and his blood boiled as he looked at the message on the attribute panel of the Hope that only 5% of the durability was left.

The red dots were gathering, and the red dots were also charging!

The green dot of the Hope, located in the center, was like a small boat in the ocean, and seemed to be at risk of "dumping" at any time!

In the eyes of the aliens, the Hope was a treasure and a great opportunity to make achievements.

But in Su Mo's eyes, they were also

so!

"05, 03, 01, 99!!!"

"Now! Moore! Where's your fucking main gun of destruction!"

"Fire for me! Fire! Fire!"

"Hit them hard for me, bomb them for me!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Faced with Su Mo's roar that was almost like a roar, Moore did not respond.

What came back to Sumo was a cannon.

It was a 130mm caliber destructive cannon!

It was a 40-jin psionic TnT shell!

It was the deafening roar of artillery fire!

It was the Hope, which kept tilting left and right under the waves of shells hitting the sea surface!

It was the desperate cry of aliens!

It was the bloodshed of human weapons in the wasteland continent!

It was the release of forbearance that had been dormant for nearly a month!

It was the eve of the dawn of harvesting fruits!

It was the hot tears that overflowed from the corners of Sumo's eyes because of the excited roar!

It was also the first step that the strongest human being would take out of the wasteland!

In this extreme noise and extreme explosion, even though Sumo's physical fitness was already extraordinary, his eardrums

went on strike at this moment!

After the extreme explosion, there was extreme silence.

It was so quiet that the world seemed to have lost all sounds and turned into a pantomime in the movie.

The camera sent back a scene like hell. With the buzzing tinnitus, Su Mo could not see it clearly.

All the aliens wanted to escape, but were vaporized by the bombs on the spot.

In the high-definition display of the lens removed from the modular shipyard, Su Mo could even see the faces of the closest aliens when they saw the boxes floating on the sea.

Surprise?

Shock?

Puzzle?

Helplessness?

No fear on their faces?

Yes, they had no fear at all!

In the face of this destruction like a divine punishment, they no longer knew what fear felt like.

They didn't even understand what was going on.

Like Su Mo, who was already deaf in the cockpit, they were also deaf, completely deaf, and completely deaf.

At 6:18 when the sun was about to rise.

On the eve of the light,

The dawn here was quiet.

The long night here was just dawning!

Replacement in an hour, you know~