The Maxim heavy machine gun, which the Celestial Dynasty calls, was invented by British American Maxim in 1883 and conducted principle tests. It was patented in 1884. It is the world's first truly successful automatic weapon with gunpowder gas as the energy.

These are not important, they are their historical glory!

In 1893, 50 Rhodesian infantry used four Maxim machine guns to repel the fierce attack of 5,000 Zulu people, and as a result, three thousand corpses were left on the battlefield. In 1895, in the Battle of Chitral and Sudan in Afghanistan, Maxim machine guns also caused the attacking enemies to be killed and injured.

In 1898, in the Battle of Entuman in Sultan, 20,000 Islamic dervies were massacred by British invading troops, and an estimated 15,000 believers fell in front of the position of the Maxim machine gun. During the Boer War that began in 1899, the Boer people were devastatingly hit by the Maxim machine gun while charging.

Because of its horror, there is a nickname called "Mechanical Death."

So when the black muzzle of this heavy weapon was crossed in front of everyone, the enemy who built a defense line at the door and was arrogant and domineering, all their bodies were cold. A stream of air conditioning came down from the Tianling Gai and the coldness reached the soles of their feet. The whole person seemed to have been beaten with a stick and his muscles were stiff.

God bless! Damn Oriental!

Prayer and curse were carried out almost at the same time, but no matter how pious or vicious the verbal words were, they could not help but act effectively. Just when Shu Yunpeng pulled the heavy machine gun, the enemy at the gate fled inside, and all the defense lines and bunkers became clouds in front of the machine gun.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast they run, they are not as good as bullets!

Shu Yunpeng and two big brothers were as enthusiastic as if they were injected with chicken blood. They roared at the escaped enemy and pulled the Maxim heavy machine gun. A fierce "tick" sound rang out. Two slow-moving enemies immediately screamed, and their thighs were covered with blood!

The machine gun bullets followed the enemy and flew over their thick backs or rubbed them against each other. Several bullets clearly exploded the enemy's heads. In addition to the black smoke, the blood and fragments of the corpse rose into the air.

In more than ten seconds, seven or eight enemies fell down.

The enemy upstairs was furious and wanted to fire a cold gun at Shu Yunpeng.

Nie Wuming, who had been paying attention, raised his hand and shot a few times, exploded the three enemies who had poked out of his head. His huge body fell from the building like a scale, splashing rain and blood on the ground. Then he organized a large circle of brothers to suppress the enemies upstairs, and at the same time, he had people climbed and attacked from the side.

In order to reduce casualties, Chu Tian shouted to Tian Health: "Kill the enemy of Tiantai!"

Tian Yangsheng nodded expressionlessly, then floated out like a ghost. Under Nie Wuming's cover, he quickly rushed to the edge of the building. His eyes were coldly swept over the sky, and his left hand pressed on the edge of the window to rush up with force, and his body kept jumping up like a big bird soaring into the sky.

The enemy upstairs found this strange black shadow coming, and couldn't help but feel shocked. So while refuting the fire with the big circle of brothers, he did not forget to send someone to kill Tianyangsheng. Unfortunately, when the two enemies rushed to the railing to look for him, they didn't even see the shadow of Tianyangsheng.

Just as they were stunned to see their opponent disappear, Tian Yangsheng hovered from above their heads, and the black knife in his hand drew the simplest and most fierce arc. The sword light flashed through the enemy's chest like a meteor, and the warm blood sprayed out instantly, making the enemy at close range blush.

The two enemies were too late to scream and fell into a pool of blood without moving.

The next second, the black knife shot forward again.

When the enemy turned around and wanted to deal with Tianyang, more than ten large circle brothers also flew up fiercely. The dagger used to climb with his left hand was the first to shoot out. While knocking down the enemy in front, the short spear in his right hand also began to shoot. The rain was hazy, but it still took away the opponent's life.

The heavy machine gun was still spitting out the flames, making rhythmic "tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-

But Chu Tian, ​​who was prepared, had already let Xu Xixi cut off the communications of the villa.

So when these enemies did not receive support from outside, their morale became depressed. When Shu Yunpeng and his friends carried the machine gun to the gate, they could only run around and occasionally fight back symbolically. Finally, they had no choice but to escape upstairs, but the upstairs were not at peace.

More than ten large circle brothers broke through the enemy's last line of defense with three casualties, and then followed Tian Yangsheng to attack from the rooftop into the third floor. The machine guns on the upper floor kept ringing, and more than a dozen guns on the upper floor were suppressed step by step. The remaining more than twenty enemies were completely in desperate situation.

Five minutes later, the second floor lobby.

In the end, the eight strong Westerners were surrounded by big circle brothers. In addition to more than ten guns aimed at their heads, Shu Yunpeng, who was blushing, also hugged the submachine gun and pointed it at them. The heavy machine gun had been dragged out by big circle brothers to prevent any enemy from launching an attack from outside.

Chu Tian slowly walked up from behind, took a gun from Nie Wuming casually, and then pulled the trigger at a white man with a breath on the ground. Bang bang! When the sound came, the white man who could breathe immediately turned into a corpse, his eyes wide open as a gong.

The whole hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's breathing became less. Chu Tian looked up at Shu Yunpeng and issued a cold command: "Take two brothers to add two shots to each corpse. Remember, blow your head off all of them. I don't believe that God can bless them to death!"

Shu Yunpeng nodded, leaving with a flash of heat in his eyes.

Chu Tian threw the gun back to Nie Wuming, looked at the enemy and said, "Who is Lucas?"

The front was a black man who roared in English: "F, your mother, have the ability to fight me alone!"

Chu Tian was slightly silent for a moment, then replied coldly: "You are not that beast! But you deserve to die!" He always remembered the guy who was talking to him on the phone, and it proved from his mouth that he was probably Lucas. He couldn't stop his anger when he thought of him chasing Xia Qiudi.

The black man threw the gun in his hand to the ground, then stared at his eyes that were blood-red due to anger, drew his sword and killed Chu Tian's upper body. Obviously, he wanted to support his last blood and courage to regain his dignity. Chu Tian's mouth cursed a hint of ridicule, and murderous intent gathered in his eyes.

Without waiting for the black man's knife to come, he moved his body gently to the side.

He flashed to the black man instantly and let out a cold hum. Before the black man could come back to his senses, his hard fist had already hit the black man's nose, and the black man's nose bleeding was splattering everywhere. Chu Tian then raised his right leg and hit the black man's belly hard.

The power of a thousand pounds made his stomach roll continuously.

The black man only now knew that his bullshit skills were vulnerable to Chu Tian's eyes, but the black man was also a strong and bloody man. After being knocked down by Chu Tian, ​​he still got up and rushed over with a short knife. Chu Tian's eyes condensed into a lightning, and his fist spirit was like lightning, like a snake's letter, but it was faster than lightning, and more brave than snake's letter. The black man didn't see his fist at all.

I just felt the darkness in front of me was like the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

But the black man did not faint because Chu Tian's fist hit his lower abdomen again.

He tried to hide back, but Chu Tian had already pounced on him.

He grabbed his short knife with his backhand and nailed it into his neck. Chu Tian's eyes shot out endless murderous intent again, and then he stroked forward with all his strength. The black man's head was suddenly cut off by him, rolling out two or three meters in the shock of everyone, and the black man's eyes were always open.

Chu Tian held the short knife and asked coldly again: "Who is Lucas?"

The enemy, who was already in a state of almost suffocation, felt aroused in his heart when he heard Chu Tian's words. A natural king's aura made them fearful. A white man with long hair fell to the ground even more tremblingly and spoke intermittently in English:

"Lucas, he is not here, he goes, goes to the Lian family."

Chu Tian looked cold and said with his hands on his back:

"Wu Ming, I want someone to send a message!"
Chapter completed!