"Damn... have these bastards gone crazy?"
Inside a half-collapsed residential building.
Standing in an open-air bathroom with half the ceiling missing, Ye Shi held up his binoculars and stared dumbfounded at the street three hundred meters away.
It was five in the morning. The sun had not risen yet, but the sky was already faintly bright.
Around fifty raiders were tightly following alongside a truck welded with steel plates. Mounted on the truck bed was a—no, to be precise, four-barreled machine gun!
Perhaps because 12mm heavy machine guns were not enough for them, the raiders of the Tooth Clan had linked light machine guns together as well, using wire, steel bars, and screws to form a row.
It immediately reminded Ye Shi of the quadruple-mounted Maxim guns he had seen in movies. The principle was practically the same.
The only difference was that one was water-cooled, while the other was slightly more advanced air-cooled.
However, Ye Shi's instincts told him that these raiders had probably not learned it from movies, but from the Skeleton Corps' quadruple-mounted anti-aircraft truck.
"Using 7mm machine guns for anti-aircraft fire... which genius came up with that?" Fang Chang could not help complaining.
Old White, who was sitting nearby chewing on a wheat cake, chuckled.
"You know, if they can keep it supplied, the density of fire might actually be terrifying. Against Mosquito's wooden planes, it would take half a second to bring them down."
Gale rubbed the bridge of his nose with his index finger.
"...In terms of results, we may really have hurt them badly that night."
Watching the patrol disappear around the corner, Ye Shi lowered his binoculars and sighed.
"That may be true, but now that they're all sticking together, this is getting troublesome."
The AI in this game was smart.
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