Chapter 532 Buying Time
"That's good, it's not a big problem. Messenger, inform each team leader to organize the shooting again, still five rounds in a row!"
Hodge's order was quickly executed, and after the soldiers were ready, they stopped again and fired five shots in a row. This time their condition was slightly worse and their accuracy was not as good as last time, but Ash observed and told Hodge that they had successfully stopped the momentum of the bones' pursuit.
Hodge's frown also relaxed.
If bullets are useful, then there won't be any major problems. What the expeditionary force fears are problems that cannot be solved by bullets. The latter won't pose much of a threat.
But soon, Ash's words made Hodge feel like he was falling into an icy cave.
"They're coming after us again."
"What?!"
Hodge was stunned, his tone was full of disbelief: "Aren't there a lot of bones?"
"Not many indeed."
"Then why are they catching up again? And they are getting faster and faster. They were silent for a long time after the first round of shooting. How come they caught up so quickly this time?"
"Not sure. This batch of bones doesn't look injured. Maybe they were the ones that were in the back of the queue."
Hodge was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Keep fighting! We still have a lot of bullets, just one more round. Messenger! Convey my order!"
The shooting effect was still good this time, but there was no trace of relief on Hodge's face. He hurried on in silence, and when he heard Ash's voice, his whole body trembled.
"The bones are catching up again."
Hodge: ".How many?"
“Not much, just the same.”
Hodge took a deep breath and looked at Ash: "Lord Ash, could you please stay behind for a bit and help me keep an eye on what happened after the bones were defeated?"
"No problem."
"Please be careful. There has never been a survivor from a white disaster. Please stay away from the fog."
Ash nodded, and the speed of the snake's tail swinging slowed down. Hodge shouted gloomily, "Messenger! Convey my order and organize the shooting again!"
After five consecutive shots, the expeditionary force was already showing signs of fatigue. They had already run for more than ten kilometers and had to stop frequently to steady their breathing and shoot, which consumed a lot of their physical strength.
Soon, Ash caught up from behind.
"Well, what did you see, Master Ash?"
For the first time, Ash's tone showed a wave, and her words seemed to be heavier: "Those wriggling bones are actually monsters that keep running. They are made of bones, most of which are human bones."
"When the bullets came, the bones were shattered into pieces under the barrage of bullets. The strength of the bones seemed to be no different from that of ordinary human bones."
"but"
Ash pointed at the white mist in the distance: "Aren't those white mists chasing the bones?"
Hotch and Gwen turned around and looked into the distance.
It would be more accurate to say that the white mist was not chasing the white bones, but rather that the white bones were dragging the white mist forward, forcing the white mist to speed up a lot.
"The bones were smashed to pieces and stayed where they were, and the white mist soon spread over us."
"In the mist, the bones recovered quickly, then stood up and ran faster and faster until they rushed out of the mist again, dragging the mist towards us."
Hotch gasped.
Isn't this going to never end?
If the expeditionary army had unlimited physical strength and endless bullets, then these bones would not be difficult to deal with. But at this moment, the expeditionary army is already at the end of its strength, and the soldiers are in much worse condition. If they continue to run, a large number of people will probably fall behind! "Lord Ash, I need you to take action. The expeditionary army can no longer maintain the state of forced march. Next, I need to let the soldiers slow down and rest. Can you delay the bones for a while?"
"No problem."
Ash's voice did not hesitate at all. She nodded at Hodge and Gwen, then turned and walked towards the white mist. Hodge pursed his lips and called the herald again.
"Slow down, but don't stop. Tell the soldiers that they don't need to prepare to shoot. Drink some water and eat some dry food, but don't stop!"
The soldiers had already run nearly twenty kilometers in one breath, and they were also fighting in between. With their current physical exhaustion, they might not be able to walk anymore if they stopped.
Not long after, the sound of heavy machine gun fire was heard behind the expeditionary force. The soldiers who were stuffing food into their mouths slowed down and paused, looking at each other.
"That's the sound of a heavy machine gun!"
"Heavy machine gun? How can there be a heavy machine gun?"
"Could it be that some teams are carrying heavy machine guns?"
"Impossible, who could keep up with a forced march while towing a trailer? It must have been Master Ash who was leading it!"
"Lord Ash? Could it be..."
"She's buying us time. Why do you think we're suddenly able to slow down?"
"But, but that was a white disaster. No one survived a white disaster."
"If I were you, I would stop talking and concentrate on eating what's in my mouth and recovering my strength. Don't waste the time that Master Ash risked his life to buy!"
The expeditionaries soon stopped talking. They ate their food in silence, moistened their throats with water from their bottles, and then spontaneously walked faster.
Hodge listened to the gunshots behind him with fear in his heart.
"The interval between the two shots is getting shorter again." He looked at Gwen with a heavy expression. "The time it takes for the bones to revive is getting shorter and shorter. This is not going to work!"
"How long will it take for the train to arrive?"
"It should be soon. Hopefully there will be more good news."
However, there was no good news.
Soon, the scout in front ran over breathlessly: "Lord Huo Huoqi, white fog was spotted at the ten o'clock direction!"
Upon hearing this, Hodge rushed to the left side of the team. As expected, he saw fog approaching from afar. A bad feeling gripped his heart.
"Gwen, help me take a look."
"Yes, there are bones ahead of the fog."
Hodge felt his heart skip a beat.
"quantity."
“More than the ones that came after.”
Hodge was silent for a while, then asked with some difficulty: "Gwen, can you use a Gatling gun?"
It turns out Gwen doesn't know how to use it.
When it comes to learning this kind of thing, if you know how to use it, ... and if you don't know how to use it, you don't know how to use it. It took Hodge a lot of time to teach her the basics of how to use it.
The expeditionary force never thought that Gwen would need to go to the battlefield one day, so they never taught her how to use these advanced weapons.
After teaching Gwen, Hodge realized that he had overlooked something.
"Why do you only have one pair of hands?"
Gwen's eyes widened.
Gwen can only use a Gatling gun with one pair of hands, so no matter how strong she is, it will be useless. In other words, her firepower is at least two-thirds weaker than Ash's!
She might not be able to block the bones on the left side.
(End of this chapter)
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