Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Chapter 138: Chapter 127: Cannon Fodder? I Have Some Too

Qu Hang did not hesitate at all, he rolled continuously, directly diving into the bedroom.

He suppressed his heartbeat and breathing to the lowest level.

After holding on for three breaths, the intense pain from his right arm and chest was like a bloody mouth savagely biting at him, even with training he couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.

Veins bulged on his forehead, waves of suffocation made him feel uneasy, he gritted his teeth and reached to touch the numbed wound caused by the pain.

His muscles twitched uncontrollably.

But he assessed his injuries, the bullet had entered from below his right arm, tearing through his right lung, fracturing his right arm, and the surrounding soft tissue was damaged to varying degrees.

He quickly sealed the chest cavity to stop air from leaking, then controlled the air to slowly fill his lung, restoring its pressure-depressed state to normal.

Though more blood spilled out, the suffocating feeling was greatly relieved.

Before bandaging the wound, he used his ability to send out one last piece of information.

”The enemy has electromagnetic anti-material sniper rifles, with arc paralysis effects, attack range over three kilometers, used by the leader Su Huan. Baiyang has been heavily wounded, retreating from the battlefield!”

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Zhang Tie heard the weak voice carried by the cold wind, his expression turned sullen.

He was still thinking about facing off against the enemy head-on, but they couldn’t even make a charge.

It’s one thing if that bastard He Jie is alive, but he’s also on the opposite side, suppressing the tanks with a heavy machine gun.

The 14.5 armor-piercing rounds almost match the effective range of anti-material sniper rifles.

Now the strongest sniper in the squad, the Tier One operator Baiyang, has been taken out with one shot, there’s no way to fight like this!

Although he was also a Firepower Hand, his caliber couldn’t compare to theirs.

Who seriously takes a heavy machine gun to the battlefield!

Even if he could lift it, he wouldn’t be able to carry many rounds.

But now the awkward problem arose, Zhang Tie didn’t dare to stick his head out. For Evolver like them known as ”Firepower Hands,” concerns about light and heavy machine gun recoil didn’t exist, they could maintain high accuracy even in rapid fire, especially since He Jie’s turret was hidden inside armor as solid as a tortoise shell, where the recoil was absorbed by a multi-ton train, he only needed to aim.

Zhang Tie glanced back at the still circling armed helicopter ten kilometers away, and shouted sternly.

”Let the remaining snipers aim for He Jie, get rid of him first!”

”Have five hundred Servant Soldiers flank from the front and intercept the train to create a breakthrough opportunity!”

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With the train moving along the tracks, He Jie constantly adjusted his attack angle, initially bearing some anger.

After seeing over twenty men being pinned down by his attacks, he felt ecstatic!

Their training on the island emphasized individual over cooperative combat; it’s not exactly animosity, but relations weren’t exactly amiable either, only a few had some camaraderie.

Thus, He Jie had zero psychological burden in assaulting his former colleagues.

Anyone daring to show themselves would be swept away by his bullets.

No matter if it’s thin-skinned small vehicles or concrete, when 14.7 armor-piercing shells sweep through, it’s like demolition, with explosions, shattering debris, dust billowing, and buildings gradually trembling and collapsing.

The kind of deterioration that typically takes decades happens in mere seconds after pulling the trigger.

The feeling is akin to being a god of creation controlling time.

”Whoosh——pow!”

A bullet suddenly surpassed the speed of sound, like tearing through thick water, heavily striking the armor outside the machine gun position.

He Jie instinctively ducked his head.

He knew that sound too well, his previous team had someone like that as anti-material snipers, usually called heavy snipers, using 12.7 armor-piercing rounds.

After regaining his composure, a thin layer of sweat covered his neck.

Surveying the surrounding armor, not even a dent, his entire being was energized.

The 12.7 couldn’t penetrate!

Now this is what war’s all about!

He finally understood why Su Huan was always smiling; the best armor and the largest caliber provided such a sense of security, anyone would be grinning ear to ear!

Those elite soldiers he once considered equals were being overwhelmed by torrents of bullets, hiding their heads without any means of fighting back.

”Bang Bang!”

The armor got hit twice more.

Still, nothing happened.

He Jie sneered, looking at his old colleagues sticking out, he sent out a steady spray of bullets.

Just like playing whack-a-mole, taking down one after another silently.

He resolved inwardly to kill Qu Hang here, lest he went back to mess with his daughter.

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Inside the compartment, Su Huan held the soft Yu Yue, but what he heard were the sounds of Qu Hang tightening bandages, even clearly hearing him injecting himself with adrenaline.

The intelligence transmitted by the wind did not escape his ears.

Su Huan squinted, this former superior truly is a pillar of the Steel Council, not only having survived four years, but thriving even more.

This level of vigilance is no joke.

”This gun’s effective range is five kilometers, capable of penetrating 150mm armor, but it’s useless through multiple layers of concrete walls, quickly find new valuable targets.”

Su Huan’s palm slid across her spine, giving her backside a tap, advising, ”The charging pack is in the reserve car, go get it yourself.”

Feeling the heat at her ear, Yu Yue’s cheeks blushed, ”Okay, I’ll get it myself.”

Seeing she was fine, Su Huan detached his hand from the gun and headed for the second level of carriage number three.

Compared to the chaos across the battlefield, Su Huan’s side could leisurely organize, such is the advantage of having the home ground in warfare.

On reaching the second level, Lao San had already positioned himself with Zhang Kai and others, guns in hand, crouching on the ground.