In the extremely deafening gunfire, pieces of flesh and blood were spattered wantonly as bullets penetrated into it.
The tough outer skin that originally had good defense against cuts and contusions has now become tattered.
At first glance, it seems that there are not even a few intact areas, only craters and bullet holes exist in patches.
With the gravity of the earth, crimson viscous blood is dripping downwards, which is the same as the original bright red patch on the ground.
For the sake of oneness.
The friction and gunpowder embers caused by the bullet passing through the air created dazzling golden straight lines, almost as dense as a heavy rain, with no way to dodge.
The death claw's body was still covered in blood and flesh, and even the bones on some joints were exposed.
At the same time, small holes were broken out due to the impact of the solid warhead.
Although this Death Claw was huge, it could only slowly bend down and retreat in the dense metal frenzy like a rainstorm, roaring in a low voice to vent the pain and anger in its heart, but it had no choice but to Take shelter from the extremely ferocious metal storm for the time being.
Thirty 4a1 assault rifles and eight 249 light machine guns, as well as three Browning "2hb" 12.
The large-caliber heavy machine guns no longer care about accurate long and short bursts of fire.
Now these soldiers only know how to squeeze the triggers hard and aim at the narrow space in front of them to shoot, letting the violent and ferocious metal storm form a torrential downpour.
The death claw's front was beaten to a bloody pulp, and it actually managed to push back the brutal giant death claw.
But there was no relaxed expression on anyone's face.
Even if Old Bunar did not give an order, the surrounding soldiers quickly replaced the empty magazines.
Their faces were solemn and solemn, and even a certain sadness turned into anger in their eyes.
Because they have all seen the scene in the corridor, the comrades who used to get along day and night, and even half of the corpses not far from their feet, but the widened eyes only have dilated pupils and a desire for life.
Nostalgic.
In just three to five seconds, he was the only one left in the team led by Liszt.
He did not directly see how this huge death claw destroyed his team, but just by looking at the broken limbs and the fragmentation marks all over the wall, he could tell how miserable those originally heroic boys had been. attack.
Even on the wall, there are still traces left by the claws scratching the cement wall.
The nakedness shows the sharpness and hardness of the claws.
"Something's wrong, this is definitely wrong.
This Death Claw is almost the same as the Death Claw in the wasteland of later generations.
How could it be repelled so easily?"
The dense metal storm was still sweeping through the corridor, and the deafening gunshots even made Liszt's ears buzz.
Although his eardrums were gradually adapting to this fierce sound, Liszt's mind was also spinning rapidly, especially when he looked at the death claws that were slowly retreating, he retracted his body and quickly returned to the coffee Behind the cover of the machine and the table, there was a solemn look in his eyes: "Small-caliber firepower shooting will definitely not cause fatal damage to it, and the firepower of the three heavy machine guns is not enough to kill it.
Claws retreat in fear” The death claws do not represent biological weapons, but biological weapons that have been defined as military weapons since the time of research.
If small-caliber firepower can severely damage such biological weapons, then there is no need for such biological weapons to exist.
In fact, Liszt inferred from the death claws in the game that he already knew that this powerful creature did not care about the shooting of small-caliber gunpowder weapons.
Although the game is digitized and systematized, it still illustrates the success of the Death Claw as a biological weapon.
Even the more advanced cryoguns, laser guns, and Gauss rifles cannot kill a Death Claw with just a few shots.
Even the powerful legendary Death Claws and Alpha Death Claws in the game can withstand even Fat Man nuclear bombs.
This small-caliber gunpowder Even if the weapons are so dense, how can they defeat a real death claw?
In Liszt's opinion, if there are no hidden factors involved, it will definitely be impossible.
But Old Bunar and his soldiers didn't think so.
They had already seen this huge monster retreating under their firepower, and their attacks had caused all kinds of bloody scars on this huge monster. , and the roars that came from time to time in the deafening sound of firing, which further illustrates the deadly nature of their metal storm.
They also believe that the killing effect caused by such a large number of weapons salvos can even kill tens of thousands of ordinary humans in this narrow corridor in a short time.
Everyone's face was solemn, and everyone's back molars were clenched fiercely.
No one even said a word, they just gasped and mechanically quickly took out the magazine or bullet chain to replace the ammunition. , holding a firearm with sufficient ammunition, he fiercely pulled the trigger and fired fiercely toward the corridor ahead.
They were eager to kill this huge monster to pay homage to their comrades who died in this corridor and this small city.
Empty bullet casings were thrown to their feet one by one, and even the thick blood had accumulated in layers, like a yellow-orange floor, forming a different kind of beauty on the soles of their feet.
But their eyes were looking at the huge monster that was gradually retreating step by step, and there was a bit of fanaticism in their solemn and serious eyes.
Even without the fire support of the armored troops, they now believed that they could still kill this huge monster, maybe It doesn't even take a few minutes.
But a throbbing moment suddenly appeared in Liszt's mind.
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His eyes looked through the gap between the coffee machine and the table and chairs, and he had already seen the figure of the death claw slowly stopping and retreating.
The roar with irritability and resentment appeared in the throat, and the bloody head looked even more ferocious, and then the thick tail swept hard on the corridor walls on both sides behind him, and shattered in that instant The fragments of the wall suddenly took big strides as fiercely as before, and launched a frontal charge towards Bunar and the others.
"Damn" Liszt instantly kicked open the coffee machine and rushed into the corridor with his Winchester 1887 shotgun, wanting to remind Old Bunnar and the others to be careful.
But the dense metal frenzy pushed him back in an instant.
The intensive firepower not only formed a terrifying metal storm, but also formed ricochet bombs behind the death claw, on both sides of the corridor.
Rolling rapidly up, down, left and right, the trajectory without shooting is even more bizarre and deadly.
Even if he wanted to remind him, it was already too late.
When he realized something was wrong, the soldiers of Company E even pulled the triggers and fired wildly, hoping to continue to interrupt the charge of the death claw.
But the seemingly spectacular metal storm before could not stop the violent charge of this death claw.
The huge hind limbs moved forward, twisting and turning as if dancing, and the thick tail was also moving to keep the whole body balanced.
In almost a few blinks, the sharp claws of this death claw were all moving.
They were already less than ten meters away from Old Bunar and the others.
The 2 Browning heavy machine guns that had stretched out their tripods were still under the control of the machine gunner, shooting crazily towards the front.
The 12.
The armor-piercing effect of large-caliber hard-core armor-piercing bullets at close range is becoming more and more powerful.
The bullet as thick as a thumb easily penetrated the body of the Deathclaw, then destroyed any muscles and bones in front of it.
It rotated and caused a wound the size of a bowl behind, and at the same time, it cracked the cement wall in the corridor.
Several fist-sized craters.
But a high-pitched roar interrupted the dull shooting sound of the heavy machine gun.
The huge body had a different explosive power.
The same explosive speed was enough for this Death Claw to arrive in front of the heavy machine gun position in a few seconds.
Thousands of kilograms of weight and huge body brought absolute inertia during the sprint.
The three heavy machine guns and the three shooters seemed to be touched by the speeding heavy truck.
After being lifted up, the two soldiers who were caught off guard fell down.
He flew out and hit the wall behind him hard, spitting out blood, and soon there was no movement.
"roar" But this was not the end.
The death claw had already opened its thick arms, and its sharp and hard claws were already waving towards the chaotic soldiers in front of it as it roared.
There was also flesh and blood flying everywhere, but more of it was blood, residual limbs, and broken internal organs.
Its footsteps trampled heavily in front, and any broken limbs or soldiers who could not dodge were followed by a crisp sound of bones shattering, and a piece of fishy blood and visceral fragments were discharged from the soles of the feet, just like the original ones.
The corridor was as thick as blood, and they now knew what this corridor was about.
No soldier cares about this kind of thing, because they have changed from hunters to prey.
Their settings and the settings of this huge terrifying monster have changed each other.
And the consequences of this transformation are even more serious.
They are more like fish on a display board, with no chance to resist.
Even if they fire with the rifle in their hands, they will turn into several pieces of corpses with every wave of the claws.
Turned into plasma in the corridor "Get out of here, don't get too close to it.
Everyone retreat immediately.
Where are the damn armored vehicles?
Where are our tanks?
Call for armored support."
Old Bunar's roar was extremely hoarse, but a certain tragedy and despair also appeared in his voice.
The 4a1 assault rifle could only run towards its original direction.
Just behind him, the soldiers who tried to stop this terrifying monster were easily cut into pieces and then trampled into pulp by the big feet.
He did not expect this result.
This extremely reversal result made him not want to believe it at all.
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He just stared wide-eyed.
Even he did not know what order he was giving: "Call armor support to kill that monster and let our tanks come over."
Kill that monster":