The ammunition issued by a Type 95 automatic rifle is 90 rounds, which happens to be three full magazines.

The dark warriors were temporarily in debt and directly reimbursed nearly one-tenth of their ammunition reserves. They dropped the scorching shells all over the floor, and even the oily skin of an enemy was not rubbed.

It’s not that there is no gain, but instead it scared the Morudhi tribe who was hiding in the jungle.

There was a lot of noise in the manor. It seemed that at least dozens of automatic weapons were fired. It was obvious that it was not a soft persimmon as I thought at first, but it was very hard and very difficult to pinch.

Letting the bullets scurry above his head, Chaganma, the leader of the Morudi tribe, calmly held up the telescope and continued to observe the movements in the manor.

The blue low wall is a bit unpredictable.

In his opinion, such a height is too ridiculous. It only has a psychological comfort effect. Perhaps a large section of such low-quality walls can be easily scrapped with just a slight push. Can't it be built higher or thicker, even if it is a layer of sandbags on the back!

However, through the telescope, you can clearly see the wall shaking slightly with the wind. What makes people shake their heads is that the back of the iron sheet is empty and there is no sandbag reinforcement. This circle of low walls is simply like a piece of goods, and it is completely impossible to stop the warriors of the Morudhi tribe.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Chaganma put down his telescope and shook his head.

The goalless waste of ammunition, the iron-skinned wall that cuts corners, and the opponent's weakness makes him almost feel no sense of accomplishment. It's impossible to win!

"Chaganma, the people in the manor refuse to surrender!"

The person who went to the manor to persuade the surrender came back.

Surprisingly, facing the fierce army of the Morudi tribe, the people in the manor were not only not afraid, but also seemed to plan to continue to resist to the end.

It's already like this, what else can I stick to?

"Hmm? Don't they know they'll die?"

Chaganma did not see the people in the manor's firm resistance from the fragile blue iron wall.

However, the people who persuaded surrender not only failed to get it, but brought back completely opposite news.

"Those guys just don't know how to live or die. Leader, order the attack!"

The people who came back were very determined, after all, the attitude in the manor was also firm.

Surrender is impossible.

The Chinese will not surrender. Without this tradition, it is too embarrassing to surrender to Tuhezi. These Tuhezi are worthy of it?!

Ahhhh! ~

So I would rather die than surrender.

The European and American people in the animal protection organization will not surrender. Once they surrender, they will most likely live or die in their identities. The turtle spies in Africa like to kill white people and black people from civilized worlds the most, and gain a sense of superiority from the former and the latter to eliminate aliens.

There are also civil and military officials of the Congolese government. They are naturally in opposition to rebellion. Once they surrender, they will be dead.

If the other way around, the Congolese government will not let go of these rebellions. Surrender is impossible, so let’s fight to the end!

There may be some refugees who want to surrender, but unfortunately they rely on others and have no say at all. No one cares about the opinions of these refugees.

Since there is nothing to talk about, then we can only start a fight!

In the first wave, three hundred indigenous soldiers of the Morudy tribe pulled the scattered line and staggered towards Langton Hockville Manor.

Bang! ~

Gunshots were the first to be heard in the manor.

The one who shot was Wills Black, the leader of the animal protection organization. He shot four hundred meters away with a shot, and a guy who looked like a little leader made his head explode.

The bullet that pierced the back of his head and also broke the right elbow of another unlucky guy's right elbow five or six meters away. The next second, screaming sounded, and he didn't care about being covered in brain mass.

The Morudi tribe warriors who saw this scene nearby were panicked and their formation was in chaos. It was so scary.

Gunshots outside the manor rang out, and a pouring rain of bullets hit the face.

"If you are closer, no one is allowed to shoot without authorization."

Major Barto lowered his body and kept wandering around the position in small steps.

He was responsible for staring at the soldiers selected from the refugees, so that they would not let themselves go again and waste their limited ammunition quotas without target.

A box of 30 bullets can all whistle out in up to three or four seconds.

With the shooting skills of those indigenous tribes, it is even more unreliable than Li Xiaobai's probability of learning shooting skills.

"Five!"

Wells Black pressed against the stock, stating in his mouth, and slowly locked the next target.

The Type 95 automatic rifle is very easy to use and can also ensure the shooting accuracy, allowing him to quickly regain his former gun feeling. He kept knocking off the warriors of the Morudhi tribe one by one, creating new casualties for the other party.

What can I do if I have thousands of warriors? If I replace one bullet with one, the Morudhi tribe will definitely not be able to withstand such consumption.

The attack lasted only two minutes. The soldiers of the Morudi tribe retreated faster, leaving behind more than 30 corpses and more than ten wounded men, and lay helplessly on the ground and struggling to death.

There were more than a dozen bullet holes the size of fingers on the color steel tile wall surrounding the warehouse and dormitory area. Under the protection of sandbag bunker fortifications, there were no casualties in the manor, and only a few ammunition was consumed.

The Virgin Mary, who had no sympathy in the manor, tried to come out to treat the wounded people of the Morudi tribe.

The Morudi tribe did not have the idea of ​​sending people to take back the wounded, and allowed them to step into the gates of hell and go to death.

In the distance, all the indigenous tribe warriors who failed the first tentative attack were sad.

Even if they are saved, they may not be able to save the lives of these wounded people.

There is a high probability that the injured will not be able to survive the medical treatment and medicine, coupled with poor sanitation conditions and wound infections.

"Roar all over it!"

After the first test failed, Chaganma, the leader of the Morudi tribe, did not intend to make another second attempt, and directly abandoned the tactic of adding fuel. Instead, he was like a red-eyed gambler, unable to wait to bet on all his chips and launch a blow with all his strength.

Thousands of people appeared in the eyes of Chinese, European and American and Democratic Republic of the Congo.

Wells Black said in a furious manner: "Is this Chaganma crazy?"

This is just a disagreement and plays the cards completely inconsistently.

Seeing the full out of the Morudi tribe, the warehouse manager of the China Construction Group looked at each other with the human resources director. The former shouted at Ye Tong: "Comrade Ye, hurry up and notify Dr. Li Bai, we can't hold on for too long."

"knew!"

Ye Tong held the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Li Bai, the second plan is launched!"

Just the next second, fear that could not be described in words enveloped everyone's heart without warning. Not only the people in the manor were affected, but even the people from the Morudhi tribe were not spared. They slowed down and looked around in great anxiety.

It's like there's a big fear that will appear in their sight at any time.

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Chapter completed!