How many ghosts are there in the Yellow River?

There are really not many. There are only a dozen.

Yang Botao has very high requirements for everyone. In addition to being good at water, he also has to endure loneliness and not cause trouble.

The Yellow River ghost has always been unknown.

They have always been very low-key in their work.

If anyone likes to show off, he will definitely not be able to catch Yang Botao's eyes.

After joining, if you like to show off and act in a high-profile manner, you will be dealt with by Yang Botao. Other people's water ghosts will not agree.

Is it Yang Botao who doesn’t want to show off?

Of course not.

A man is a real man, who doesn’t want to become famous?

A seven-foot man, who doesn’t want to shine his ancestors?

The problem is not possible!

The situation is so complicated that no one can grasp it.

If you see the situation wrong, wouldn’t it be a disaster? So, you should be low-key and try not to attract attention as much as possible...

"Do you dare to attack?" Yang Yue said.

"Occurrence?" Yang Botao did not react for a moment.

Let's add you, there are only seven people in total and seven guns. How can you attack? The number of Japanese soldiers is dozens of times that of ours.

Now it's the Japanese attack. We wait for the rabbit and wait for the effort, and we can kill some of the Japanese. If we take the initiative to attack, the Japanese will defend, and then we will be the ones who will suffer casualties.

The situation is very clear now, whoever attacks will suffer.

"Yes! Attack! Those who are not afraid of death will follow!" Yang Yue said bluntly.

Then, he pressed on the Japanese.

It must create some illusion for the Japanese, making the Japanese think that the Eighth Route Army really has the main force here.

It is impossible to surround Wei and save Zhao. However, some of the Japanese troops can be attracted to Baiguan Village, thereby reducing the pressure on Xiaodongzhuang.

Releasing the six-tube Gatlin quietly.

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

A terrifying rain of bullets poured out.

The large-caliber bullets raised their waists and all the Japanese lying on the lie down were overturned.

All the weeds and plants were trembling in the face of the bullet storm.

At least three thousand bullets per minute!

Is there anything to withstand?

As long as you are hit by a bullet, you will be seriously injured if you don’t die.

That is a 12.7 mm warhead, which is enough to smash all fragile human organs into pieces.

If you hit the arm, this arm will definitely be gone.

If you hit the thigh, this leg will definitely be gone.

Hit the torso, and the whole person is gone.

If it hits the head...

"ah……"

"This is……"

Yang Botao and others were stunned.

Immediately, they all took a breath of air conditioning together.

sky!

What kind of weapon is this?

So terrible!

The lethality is so strong!

It was like digging out three feet of the Japanese.

Digging a hole on the ground can't stop it. As long as you are in the direction of bullet shooting, you will only die.

Too scary.

Too awesome.

How much does it cost?

Ah, no, how many Japanese heads are needed to exchange?

three hundred?

five hundred?

By the way, even if it takes five hundred Japanese heads to exchange it, it is completely worth it...

So powerful!

I like it very much!

Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to ask.

Yang Yue was burying his head and pulling the trigger. Where can I have time to speak?

However, at his feet, the yellow and orange shells began to accumulate like mountains. I don’t know how many bullets were poured out by this violent strafing.

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

Bullets swept through.

If you encounter it, you will die, and if you encounter it, you will die.

A Japanese lieutenant held his command knife fearlessly and tried to order the troops to fight back.

"kill……"

As a result, the bullet was broken before he finished speaking.

Well, it wasn't killed, it wasn't injured, it was just broken. Dozens of bullets hit him.

The Japanese invaders next to him were also broken and turned into pieces of meat and scattered on the ground.

The Japanese behind were also crushed.

“Baga…”

Another Japanese lieutenant stood up with a commanding knife.

As a result, a bullet hit his head.

In an instant, his head was like a watermelon, splashing around. Then he slowly fell backwards and became a headless ghost.

However, the other Japanese officers were not afraid at all and continued to stand up.

They will never take a step back.

"Kill Jiji!"

"Kill Jiji!"

A Japanese chief Cao successfully waved his commanding knife.

He took out the Japanese troops around him and ordered them to attack forward. He knew that a string of bullets flew over and flipped them all to the ground.

No one cares about their life or death.

Yang Yue didn't pay attention either.

The system has statistics on the results, but I don't bother to watch it.

The six-bar Gatlin strafing, no matter how much the battle record is, the final reward is ammunition.

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

While shooting, advance.

Yang Yue's methodical expansion of the living space behind the living space.

In fact, the six-barrel Gatlin has a very long range. It still has lethality even if it is 2,000 meters away.
To be continued...