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The four Type 92 heavy machine guns on the side also began to fire wildly. Due to the huge size of the target, the machine gunner in charge of firing did not even need to aim at it. They just need to pull the trigger hard at the target. The 250-round standard link quickly spat out a deadly bullet flow as the machine gun was swallowed. The four heavy machine guns fired together at this time, which seemed particularly spectacular. However, the effect of this small-caliber heavy machine gun was no different from the Thompson submachine gun in the hands of the soldiers. It just made the tyrant's body blurry. Although it looked frightening, it did not have much effective effect. For the tyrant, this injury was just like an ordinary person accidentally cut his finger, which made people feel powerless.

The only one who can cause fatal injuries to the tyrant is perhaps the only two Maxim heavy machine guns that were ready to fire at any time.

The bullets of heavy machine guns were carved with a cross cut by soldiers with a sharp knife, so that the metal shell of the bullet did not completely wrap the bullets, revealing the lead core. These bullets with cross cuts had a notorious name, Dam Bullet.

This is a bullet that has long been banned. The tip of the warhead is removed by the armor and exposed the lead core. When Dam's ejection is shot into the human body, the lead core is gushed out of the armor due to inertia and flattened into a mushroom-like shape. The armor expands or breaks, quickly releasing energy and expanding the trauma outlet, making the warhead have a wounding effect similar to an explosive warhead. Specifically, the warhead is severely deformed or even ruptured, resulting in the human tissues having a trumpet-shaped or gourd-shaped cavity. The wound area is hundreds of times the cross-sectional area of ​​the projectile. When hit, it appears that the caliber appears more than ten times or even larger in a moment, which puts huge pressure on the human body's blood circulation system.

At this time, the Dam bullet made by the ritual technique had quickly shaken with the trigger that was not moving. The deadly warhead easily penetrated the tyrant's thick skin, stirring up the clouds and rains in its body.

Amid the extremely deafening gunfire, pieces of flesh and blood were drilling into the tyrant's head with bullets representing the killing power of humans, and they were splattering wantonly. The tyrant's tough skin, which could directly block the direct shooting of small-caliber guns, has now become ragged. At first glance, there are not even a few well-preserved areas, only the bumpy bullet holes exist in pieces. The viscous black blood dripping down with gravity has now soaked the entire entrance of the tunnel.

The friction and gunpowder embers produced by the bullets passing through the air brought up dazzling golden branches, almost densely pouring directly on the tyrant like a storm. The tyrant was almost unable to dodge due to his huge body.

The bullets hit the tyrant with flesh and blood, and even some bones on the joints were exposed. At the same time, small holes popped out due to the continuous impact of the solid bullets.

The tyrant's strength is unquestionable, but in this metal storm that is as dense as a storm, he can only slowly retreat, roaring in a low voice, venting the pain and anger in his heart, but he has to avoid the extremely fierce metal storm.

At this moment, the soldiers only knew to pull the trigger hard and shoot at the tyrant who almost blocked the entrance of the narrow tunnel in front of them, causing the fierce and violent metal storm to pour out like a rainstorm, smashing the tyrant's body into a bloody and bloody way, and successfully forced the tyrant into the tunnel.

It has to be said that these people were really lucky. The Dam bullet used by the soldiers by chance completely restrained the tyrant's terrible recovery ability. The damage caused by the Dam bullet in the tyrant's body is much higher than the damage caused by the shooting to the tyrant.

The T virus can quickly recover the injuries on the tyrant's body, but since the bullets are still in the tyrant's body, the efficiency of wound recovery becomes extremely low.

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In the laboratory, Long Jianqiang and Zeng Jian saw everything that happened through the monitor.

"I was actually forced back! This is a tyrant!"

Zeng Jian looked at everything that happened in a daze and said. As a Resident Evil fan, he certainly knew what kind of terrible power the tyrant represented.

And this World War II-level army actually relied on its position and coordinated combat to force the tyrant back! This made Zeng Jian even more frightened.

The terrifying metal storm reminded Zeng Jian, who was originally complacent, that he was still just a cannon fodder on the real battlefield.

Long Jianqiang pushed the glasses on his nose, turned his gaze to the blonde man and said, "Of course it won't end like this, right!"

The blonde man did not directly answer Long Jianqiang's question, but instead put his eyes back on the monitor.

Outside the tunnel, although the terrifying monster was forced into the tunnel again, there was no expression of relaxation on everyone's face. Even though the officer did not give any orders, the soldiers around him had already begun to quickly replace the magazines that had already been empty.

Their beams all showed a sense of fear and lingering fear. After all, the terrifying physique of the tyrant alone was enough to feel oppressed to the forefront of people. What's more, the volley shot just now failed to knock the monster into a sieve, but just forced it back.

Looking at the soldiers' nervous appearance, the blonde man finally spoke slowly: "How could the tyrant be repelled so easily! Small-caliber fire shooting will definitely not cause fatal damage to it, and the firepower of those two heavy machine guns is not enough to suppress the tyrant!"

You should know that the tyrants represent not ordinary creatures. Umbrella Company defined tyrants as biological weapons for military purposes from the beginning when it was researching. If small-caliber firepower can severely damage this biological weapon, then Umbrella Company will no longer need to continue to study biological weapons such as tyrants. After all, no brainless government would choose to buy such biological weapons that are useless.

While the blonde man said this, the dense metal storm continued, and the deafening gunfire even caused a brief deafness to several soldiers closest to the entrance of the tunnel.

"I'm trying harder! This thing is almost dead!"

The officer roared loudly at the soldiers. He was holding a military telescope and clearly saw the huge monster retreating in the soldiers' firepower. Their attacks had already left many bloody wounds on the monster's body, and the roars from time to time even showed the fatality of the metal storm.

The officer believed that as long as he could continue to maintain such powerful firepower, the monster in front of him would definitely be killed.

The soldiers who heard the officer's orders were full of solemnity on their faces at this moment. Everyone's back teeth were also biting tightly, either because of fear or excitement, and even none of them said a word.

The soldiers just gasped, mechanized and quickly took out magazines or chains from the side to change the ammunition, then picked up the firearms reloaded with ammunition, and fired wildly in the tunnel.

One of them had an empty shell that was thrown to the ground. The shell shells had even been stacked layer by layer at the feet of the heavy machine gun soldiers, as if a yellow floor was formed at the feet of the soldiers, full of a different beauty.

But suddenly, the figure of the tyrant who had slowly retreated stopped suddenly. His low head let out a roar full of irritability and resentment.

Zeng Jian, who had been paying attention to the tyrant from the monitor, suddenly discovered that the bullet that could have caused a little obstacle to the tyrant was now shot on the tyrant's tough skin!

This is another special feature of the tyrant. It can adjust the direction of its evolution according to the damage it is suffered. For example, in the face of bullet attacks, with the help of the T virus, in addition to the recovery of the wound, the already tough skin has grown a thick layer of bone armor, which increases defense while also increases the force surface to the maximum area, greatly alleviating the pressure on the tyrant.

After a roar, the tyrant moved! It completely ignored the dense metal storm, took fierce strides like before, and launched a frontal charge towards the bunker built by the soldiers, and crashed hard.

The soldiers who were guarding the bunker obviously found something wrong. The soldiers of the two squads even pulled the trigger and shot at the tyrant frantically, hoping to break the charge of the terrifying monster in front of them. However, the metal storm that had some effect before could no longer stop the tyrant's violent charge!

The tyrant's huge lower limbs moved forward frantically. In almost the blink of an eye, the tyrant had already rushed to the edge of the bunker. Its sharp claws were even less than one meter away from the soldiers.

The huge fear made the machine gunner frantically hold the Maxim heavy machine gun in his hand and shoot at the tyrant. The penetration of the Dam bullet at close range seemed to become more significant. The bullet as thick as a thumb penetrated the tyrant's bone armor, but it also stopped under the tyrant's tough skin.

"roar!"

A high roar broke the continuous dull shooting of the heavy machine gun. Although the tyrant's huge body was a significant target, its huge body also brought it a different explosive power. The speed brought by the terrifying explosive power was enough to allow the tyrant to come to the front of the heavy machine gun position.

The tyrant's weight of thousands of pounds and his huge body brought strong inertia in the sprint. The two Maxim heavy machine guns and the four Type 92 heavy machine guns were hit directly by a giant truck that was accelerated to 120 yards, and led a few soldiers caught behind them and flew out, fell to the ground, spitting blood in big mouthfuls, and then disappeared in a short while.

But this did not mean the end of everything. At this time, the tyrant had already spread its thick arms, and his right hand had sharp claws as sharp as a spike, waving towards the soldiers in a mess in front of it.

The bloody killing feast began again! The same flesh and blood flew everywhere, but more were warm blood and torn stolen limbs, and still wriggling internal organs. The tyrant's killing seemed more efficient than the licker.

Soon the position at the entrance of the tunnel became a hell on earth. Many soldiers who had no time to dodge were either torn in half by sharp claws or smashed into meat pie by iron fists like hammers. At this moment, there was no trace of a living person on the position. Apart from the smelly plasma and fragments of internal organs, only this terrifying monster was still moving.

The private soldiers who escaped from the position by chance no longer care about these things. They lost their positions, now they were like fish on the chopping board, without a chance to resist. Even though there were a few bold soldiers who fought to the death, they still shot monsters with Thompson's submachine gun in their hands, and as the tyrant waved its terrifying claws, they turned into pieces of corpses and turned into plasma on the ground.

"Retreat, let me escape all the damn thing. If you can run away, you will be counted as one!"

The officer's shouting at this time had become extremely hoarse, and a kind of panic and despair filled his heart.

He held the Thompson submachine gun in his hand and watched the terrifying monster chasing the scattered soldiers.

Like a mouse teased by a cat, soldiers cut into pieces one after another, and then were stepped on by the tyrant's lower limbs and turned into meat paste.

The famous Murphy's Law tells us that when things may develop in a bad direction, things will definitely develop in the direction of that trough.

If the soldiers on the scene were educated and could know this law, they would definitely be very impressed. Because everything on the battlefield at this moment has evolved from a bad situation to a bloody massacre.

The ugliness of human nature are exposed at this moment. Someone threw down the weapons in his hand and ran desperately, not asking how fast he ran, but asking himself to be enough before others.

Of course, there are also some people who have burst out unparalleled courage because their brothers who support each other on weekdays died in battle. They gritted their teeth and pulled away the grenades they equipped with. Of course, they had no chance of throwing them. They could only roar with the belief of dying and rushed towards the tyrant who was a giant tyrant compared to them, hoping to use their lives to die with this monster, and no matter how bad they were, they could exchange for other escapers to escape.

One after another, the explosion sounded one after another, and the escaped soldiers seemed to have woken up. He heard that he pulled the bolt again and shot at the tyrant.

But these soldiers with extremely courage were still doing useless work. Because they didn't even have a chance to fire for a second, they found that the terrifying monster, covered in blood, had appeared in front of them, either swung their thick claws and teared their bodies into pieces as easily as tearing paper, or danced the terrifying fists and nailed them to the ground like a groundhog.

The two panting soldiers stopped their running steps, and a coldness surged in their trachea that was burning like a fire. They didn't even have time to do extra movements, and the next second, a feeling of weightlessness made them fall to the ground involuntarily. They subconsciously wanted to support their bodies with their legs, but until they were hit hard on the ground, the severe pain in their waists made them realize that they had been cut in half.

The soldiers' internal organs were already crackling from the broken part of their body, mixed with blood all over the ground. This scene was like slaughtering pigs and sheep in a slaughterhouse. But no one cared about this, because the next moment, the tyrant's thick lower limbs stomped on it, trampling the internal organs and the upper half of his body that had opened his mouth and wanted to call for help under his feet.

"Crack~" a crisp and crisp sound.

As the sound of bone bursting sounded, a piece of viscous blood mixed with internal organ fragments appeared on the mud covered with weeds.

The terrifying tyrant completely demonstrated his strength as a biological weapon. The terrifying power has become powerful in recovery and allows it to reap the lives of the soldiers.

In just a few minutes, within less than 20 meters, dozens of soldiers' corpses were lying down, and the price paid by the tyrant was just some seemingly terrifying flesh and blood injuries. Even these injuries were healing quickly under the influence of the T virus.

A soldier who was temporarily gasping and not dead let out an angry howl. He struggled in the pool of blood on the ground, but his thighs were gone and were cut off by the tyrant. Under such injuries, even the best medical team of this era could not guarantee that the soldier could survive.

But all this is nothing. Because the tyrant had slowly stepped on him.

He reached out and took out a grenade with his hand tremblingly, struggled to break the lead with his teeth. As the faint white smoke came out, he seemed to smell the long-lost food in his hometown and saw his mother's old face.

"I'll go!"

"Boom~"

The violent explosion exuded a rising wave of air, and the scorching flames appeared instantly as the gunpowder expanded, rolling up pieces of blood and minced meat on the ground. The tyrant's huge body was instantly submerged by the sea of ​​fire.

The flames ignited the ammunition that had been piled up nearby, and a more violent secondary explosion began. The hot air waves and flames filled the land. Even the sticky blood on the ground evaporated due to the scorching high temperature, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

However, this is not the end. The flames come and go quickly. Just as the surviving soldiers finally broke down, a violent roar exploded in their ears.

Niu Tong, who was shocked, looked towards the center of the explosion, and a huge figure slowly walked out in the smoke of gunpowder. The boiling flames touched the tyrant's naked skin, making a sizzling sound.

Such a violent explosion could not kill this terrifying monster!
Chapter completed!