Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

In the veins of divine gold shrouded in darkness.

The sound of the gunshots seemed to never stop. It was only two minutes before the machine guns were covered with yellow bullet casings.

The bullets shredded the air, and in the high temperature friction, a terrifying big net was drawn in the night, pouring down on the dead men running from all directions.

But even so.

The dead men still held the corpses of their comrades and ran wildly. The bullets hit the "shield" of the corpses, and a burst of sparks broke out, piercing the golden steel plate, but they couldn't pass through the already cold body.

It seems that the kinetic energy of these bullets is perfectly offset after a precise calculation.

The rushing speed of these dead men is no longer as full as before. After all, the 20 cm thick divine gold steel plate the size of a human body is not a small weight, plus a dead body, it is even more impossible for them to stand up. Running around in a hail of bullets.

But the same.

Machine gun bullets are already difficult to damage them, only rpg and grenade singles, as well as snipers equipped with armor-piercing singles, can kill them with this perfect shield.

Some people have calculated that in war, the weapon that kills the most enemies is not a rifle, nor a large number of hand buds or high-explosive bombs.

But heavy machine guns.

Although lethality is not the limit of hot weapons, it can even be said that there is almost no technological content, but there is no doubt that when the roar of the machine gun sounds, even if there is a group of enemies rushing in, you will feel terrified.

This represents absolute suppression.

However, the dead soldiers who have "shields" enough to resist machine gun bullets, facing the firepower network formed by this circle of machine gun bunkers, the rate of casualties has begun to decrease rapidly, and a single machine gun can no longer effectively kill them. The machine guns in the two positions were fired from different angles at the same time, so that the dead men holding human shields could not be resisted.

In the next 400 meters, the number of these dead soldiers was reduced from 15,000 to 10,000.

"If it goes on like this, I can't resist it any longer." The believer officer next to Situ Jue looked at the tragic scene outside the observation window with complicated eyes.

"Yeah." Situ Jue nodded.

Because this is the God Gold Mine, in addition to the troops stationed there, there are countless workers and drivers here to mine God Gold and transport it out, as well as various prospectors, so Situ Jue did not lay buds on the periphery.

Now, with only the explosions caused by RPGs, hand buds, and grenade singles, as well as the armor-piercing singles that the snipers only shot every few seconds, it is impossible to have only the next 200 meters left. From all directions, the distance was drawn, and 10,000 dead men were scattered and destroyed.

In a large-scale frontal battlefield, especially for defensive positions, the suppressing effect of machine gun fire is self-evident.

Countless years ago, wars broke out between the new gods who developed hot weapons and the old gods who cultivated slash and burn. Although the new gods have developed firearms, the old gods still rely on bows, slings, kerosene and other weapons to compete with the new ones. The battle of the gods was inextricable. Although the old **** suffered heavy casualties, he still had no intention of surrendering.

Until the first heavy machine gun came out.

In the face of the gods, a heavy machine gun made by the fifteenth-order **** of war roared, and the terrifying bullets were like raindrops, mercilessly harvesting life.

That terrifying deterrence not only determined the victory of that battle, but also completely determined the pace of the times. Even the gods, when faced with a roaring heavy machine gun, still have the fear of death in their hearts.

"Do you need to use firepower to cover it? The angle of each muzzle has been adjusted." The believer officer suddenly frowned.

Situ Jue frowned: "Forget it, if the firepower covers it, it will inevitably hurt us. At this distance, the believers and soldiers in charge of the first line of defense machine gun bunker will be affected, and we have to explain everything inside."

"Play as much as you can, as much as you can."

"When they rushed into the position, the first line of defense stopped attacking to prevent accidental injury to comrades."

"Notify the **** army of the second line of defense, prepare to slaughter, and rush up with the believers as soon as the firepower of the first line of defense stops, don't let these guys live in the position for more than two seconds."

Situ Jue said coldly.

He had an instinctive hunch that these special soldiers, who seemed to have no emotion and fear, cultivated by Situlan, even though they did not carry any weapons, would have a terrifying effect as long as they entered the position.

The machine guns roared.

The dead are still advancing.

900 meters, 8,000 people left.

Nine hundred and fifty meters, there are seven thousand five hundred people left.

They have come to the edge of the firepower network. At such a close distance, due to the angle of the shooting port, it is difficult for the machine gun bunkers to fully exert perfect fire suppression.

The death speed of these dead soldiers also dropped rapidly, and the last fifty meters were destined to be passed by them.

At this time, in the machine gun bunker.

Looking at the dead soldiers who were braved by bullets, but did not have any emotional fluctuations, and even their faces did not change in any way, but just as always indifferently rushed over with the bodies of their comrades in arms.

Situ Jue's followers all widened their eyes and felt a different kind of beauty.

These dead men who have lost their feelings and fears and are like machines are like ice, advancing slowly on this battlefield where gunfire is roaring and explosions are hot, paving a path with their lives, making people even wonder if they even belong to them. Blood is cold.

The hot gunfire is in stark contrast to the coldness of human nature.

"Damn, these guys, how can even the corpses of comrades be used!"

"Is there still humanity?"

"Reload! Reload!"

"Change the barrel, my barrel is melting!"

"Bombloader, don't go to bring the cooling water, just pee directly on the barrel, and quickly lower the temperature!"

The machine gunners roared wildly. In front of these icy dead men, it seemed that even the machine guns they were proud of could not match. Start to redness and melt.

This is the indifference of human nature that even hot weapons can't compete with.

Those dead soldiers not only used the corpses of their comrades as shields with no bottom line, but they were also extremely cruel to themselves. A dead soldier whose thigh was interrupted by a sniper fell to the ground, but still did not let out a wailing, just silently slammed his comrades. The corpse was carried on his back as a shield to protect himself, and then he crawled on the ground with his only remaining hands and one leg, leaving a **** and muddy trail like a snail.

Unless they blast their heads and smash their bodies, these dead men will not stop at all.

These dead warriors, under the cultivation of Situ Lan, lost their blood, their fear, and even their humanity. Like a precise and efficient machine, it unconditionally executes any command given by the Lord God.

The successive explosions and gunfire at the foot of the mountain set off the immature face.

Situ Lan quietly watched his followers advance step by step, falling down one by one, listening to the roar mixed in the gunfire, trembling slightly from fear, and calmly observing the layout of the position.

"Useless emotions, in war, have no effect."

"Dad, it seems that you still don't understand. Why not sacrifice the first line of defense and carry out indiscriminate fire coverage?"

Situ Lan, who had been criticized countless times by Situ Jue for being disrespectful in the battle because of his unwillingness to let his followers die, is now a completely different person, so he turned to educate Situ Jue.

at the same time.

The dead men finally rushed to the surroundings of the machine gun fortress.

When they approached the moment, the machine gun fortress instantly misfired.

This is a rule that any machine gunner on the battlefield will abide by. When the enemy has rushed into the position, even if the enemy can be killed with a single shot, the machine gunner must not pull the trigger, otherwise the teammates around him will be accidentally injured. .

And at the moment when the machine gun fortress stopped shooting, the army of the gods who had already received Situ Jue's order and had been prepared for a long time rushed forward.

As soon as every dead man who used his comrade's body to pass through the hail of bullets arrived at the position, he was greeted by a full company of gods. Powerful believers who have been carefully selected and cultivated by themselves.

This is an absolute power gap.

Although these dead soldiers are fourteenth-order believers trained by the war **** Situlan, they are only believers in the end. Their most powerful ability is the control of firearms, but now... they don't have firearms on them!

With only the melee ability left~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Facing the siege of the gods, how could there be room for counterattack?

This is General Situ's own words, and these believers must not be allowed to live for more than two seconds, and these gods' troops will be so fiercely prepared by the enemy.

"Dead man, inhuman."

A company commander of a deity's army walked over and looked at the blood-covered dead man with a broken leg at his feet. He snorted coldly, and then the war sword around his waist came out of its sheath without any wind. .

Wrapped in a sharp sword glow, he slashed directly towards the dead man's neck.

This is impressively a tenth-order sword god.

Behind him, hundreds of gods also shot without hesitation, and various elements condensed into terrifying attacks, smashing at this believer one after another.

Disdain in their eyes.

Not only is the noble gods disdain for believers, but also disdain for these walking corpses that have lost their emotions and humanity, like cold machines, and even the corpses of their comrades fighting side by side can be used.

as a soldier in the military.

Since they entered the army, they have received only two educations.

Rule 1 - Absolutely obey the orders of your superiors.

Rule 2 - Protect your comrades around you and give them your back with confidence.

Facing these dead soldiers who seem to have lost their souls and use the dead bodies of their comrades without bottom line, they have a kind of disgust from the bottom of their hearts.

"boom!"

Under the terrifying attack, under the siege of hundreds of gods, the fourteenth-order believer soldiers who had been seriously injured instantly died, their necks were cut off, and even their heads were smashed by magic.

but.

At this moment, the captain of the **** who was the sword **** suddenly froze for a moment, as if he was a little puzzled.

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