Chapter 253 The sea water is coming up!
Kyle held the gun, shivering and leaning against the rough concrete wall, breathing heavily.
Although he looks as strong as a bear, he is actually very timid. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to work in a factory when he was in Rhine, instead of joining a gang and becoming a thug like others.
He was originally from the Rhineland, but was implicated by a worker named Hughes, and the Candlelight Society exiled him here. A month ago, he was still working in the factory, redeeming a sin that he could never redeem, and he thought he would spend his whole life like this.
But now, he actually went to the battlefield.
"The fishmen are coming again! Get ready! Quick, quick!"
The squad leader pulled him hard, and Kyle hurriedly took out the bullet from his waist. His trembling fingers slipped and the bullet fell to the ground again.
"Young man, use this one." A voice came from the side. Kyle turned his head and found another gun handed to him. A middle-aged man was standing there. He was the political commissar of the team.
Seeing that Kyle was still in a daze, he stuffed the rifle into Kyle's arms, picked up the bullets, and took away his empty gun.
Kyle subconsciously pulled the bolt of the gun, and the bullet was already loaded.
The captain dragged the new recruits to the shooting hole and yelled at them to fire. Although many of them were frightened, they still fired the bullets according to the training procedures.
Just shoot the bullet, that's enough, there is no need to aim. No matter where the bullet flies on the battlefield, it will hit at least one enemy.
The fishmen rushed up one after another, and fell down like wheat being cut. The sound of machine guns firing from various fortresses rang out, and the bullets fell more densely than rain.
The arm monster was like a ball of meat rolling in mud, crushing the flesh and blood of living or dead monsters along the way, rushing towards the fortress madly.
Kyle shuddered, closed his eyes, and pulled the trigger.
The gun in his hand trembled, and the sound of gunfire was almost inaudible in the noisy battlefield.
Pulling the bolt, loading the gun, firing, the muscles moved more and more skillfully, the bullets fired became more and more accurate, but the battle line was gradually pushed towards the fortress.
The flesh and blood body cannot withstand gunpowder and bullets, but before our eyes is a sea of countless flesh and blood.
"No, no, we can't hold on." Kyle was so scared that he dropped his gun and tried to run away.
After taking a few steps back, he felt his foot trip, and then his entire vision reversed.
The political commissar of the team grabbed him and threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
A bottle of liquid was poured into his mouth, choking him and causing him to cough twice. Then someone lifted him up by the collar, dragged a few steps to the side, and gently put him aside.
He just sat in the corner, watching the men in front of the shooting hole continue firing.
They were several of his companions who were captured together from the Rhine. Strangely, although their legs were also trembling, they still stood still as if nailed to the spot, gritting their teeth and firing continuously.
The political commissar took his place, holding a few bullets in his mouth for easy reloading, and his firing movements were efficient and accurate.
Except for the political commissar who raised his eyebrows when he took the time to glance over, no one paid any attention to him. Everyone was firing desperately.
His sluggish brain gradually began to work. He looked down at his hand. It was a metal wine jug that the political commissar had stuffed into his hand. There was still half a jug of sweet fruit wine in it.
Kyle tried to stand up, but his whole body was shaking. Damn it, how did everything turn out like this? At the beginning, they could barely resist the monster's attack with rifles, and the heavy machine guns easily stopped the monster's steps.
But slowly, everything changed.
The number of monsters increased. Even though they changed their weapons and the Banshees joined the battle, the battle was still becoming more and more difficult.
There were too many monsters, too many to be believed. The corpses of the fishmen could even pile up into a small hill on the flat ground, blocking their shooting range. The Banshee Squad had to rush out of the fortifications and use explosive packs to blow up the pile of corpses.
There was a loud explosion. It was the explosive pack thrown by the Banshee, which meant that the enemy was approaching.
Kyle finally came to his senses. He stuffed the hip flask into his clothes, grabbed the gun, stood up, squeezed to the firing hole, pulled the bolt and fired.
Looking through the shooting hole, the scene outside startled him.
The ground was littered with the corpses of monsters - he was used to seeing this kind of thing.
But outside the monster's corpse, he vaguely saw something wrong.
water.
The sea water, the gradually rising sea water could be seen in the fortress without him noticing. Kyle felt a chill in his heart. This was the core area of Castel. The machine guns of the cathedral could even hit the battlefield here.
The seawater has flooded here, and behind them is the cathedral! "The monsters on the west side are rushing to the fortress!" The short Hodge screamed, and Kyle turned his head and found that the fortress wall on the west side was indeed covered with monsters.
From time to time, explosive packs were thrown down from the roof. The loud explosions were like thunder, and the sound of them piercing through the rain of bullets.
But there were too many fishmen, and they rushed up faster than the fuse burned.
Those ugly and disgusting fishmen rushed to the concrete fortress, and then -
They actually started gnawing at the walls!
Even if a bullet hit the reinforced concrete, it would only leave a white mark and a shallow dent, but the fish-man monster took a bite and a large piece was missing!
Kyle was stunned and stood there with his mouth open.
Damn it, Kyle had no idea how many fishmen he had killed. He had also seen the corpses of fishmen. Although they looked a little more hideous and disgusting, they were still flesh and blood and could be easily penetrated by bullets. But this flesh and blood body actually chewed through the concrete! ?
A team of heavily armored banshees jumped down from the wall, holding several long swords in their hands, dancing in a ball of white sword light, and pushed back against the attack of the murlocs like a steel wall, crushing all the murlocs that blocked their way.
The banshee in the lead was exceptionally tall. Kyle had heard of her. Her name was Ash, and she was Caster's most powerful warrior.
The crusaders in the fortress began to cheer, and the more devout ones even recited prayers.
The banshees rushed forward for a while and then stopped. They did not want to fight anymore. After clearing out the corpses near the fortress, they quickly left to make room for the fortress's shooting holes to attack.
The collision between bullets and monsters began again, the battle line advanced back and forth, leaving a field of corpses in the middle.
Gradually, Kyle felt something was wrong.
"Captain, these monsters are getting harder to fight!"
"Yeah, how come it takes several bullets to kill a fishman?!"
The captain frowned and looked outside for a while, his expression somewhat puzzled. However, Hodge was sharp-eyed. He pointed at the ground and shouted, "It's sea water! These monsters become stronger when they stand in the sea water!"
(End of this chapter)
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