Chapter 118 The Big Killer
Chapter 118 The Big Killer
Zhao Jingtao's shooter was at a loss for a moment, while backing away in panic, he aimed desperately at Zhou Xiaoyu in the transparent protective cover.
But the transparent protective cover is also bulletproof, and the bullet cannot hit it at all.
chug chug chug...
As the speed of Gatling's six barrels reaches the extreme speed, endless red flames that urge death are instantly ejected from the cannon-like barrel.
All rifle sounds were suppressed.
Bullets poured down on the battlefield like a storm.
In the face of the 7mm caliber heavy machine gun bullets, most of Zhao Jingtao's gunmen were not even qualified to keep the whole body, and were directly beaten into blood and flesh splattered all over the sky.
A small number of gunmen were terrified to the extreme, screaming frantically, running for their lives in all directions.
But the terrifying rate of fire of the Gatling cannon, which was as high as [-] rounds per minute, made their escape meaningless.
In an instant, the fleeing gunman was beaten into blood mist.
In just a few minutes, dozens of gunmen were wiped out.
Zhou Xiaoyu pointed the barrel at the other Zhao Jingtao's men who were hiding behind the convoy.
These people think they will be safe by hiding behind the car, but it doesn't work at all.
chug chu...
Almost instantly, the Gatling cannon exploded the vehicle and the people hiding behind it.
boom!boom!boom……
The vehicles on Zhao Jingtao's side exploded one after another, and countless mechanical parts and human flesh and blood were scattered all over the sky.
No screams, no running for life, no shouts of killing...
Nothing at all.
Only Gatling's terrifying strafing sound resounded through the wilderness.
At this moment, Gatlin is the scythe in the hands of the god of death, mercilessly harvesting life.
Tie Long and the others stood up from the back of the car one after another, watching this scene in shock.
Compared with such scenes, their previous battles felt like play games.
"Brother Long, is it Instructor Zhou who controls Gatling?"
Ah Qiang opened his mouth wide and asked blankly.
Tie Long was full of excitement: "That's right!"
Even though he knew that Zhou Xiaoyu could deal with Zhao Jingtao's shooter, he couldn't help jumping up and shouting the moment he saw Gatlin appear.
It's so arrogant!
"Ahhh... the instructor is too violent, too cool, I like it so much!"
"It's blood boiling!"
"I really hope I can go up there and control this big killer like an instructor. I feel excited just thinking about it!"
……
Everyone excitedly discussed.
As a man, most of them admire power. Who doesn't like such a powerful and hot weapon as Gatling?
Ah Qiang suddenly thought of something: "Brother Long, let me say something more, is what Zhao Jingtao said before the decisive battle true? Is the person behind you just... Young Master Zhou?"
Tie Long was startled when he heard the words, and then found that other subordinates also showed curiosity.
Obviously, everyone heard Ah Qiang's question.
Tie Long thought for a while and said seriously: "I can only say this. I am your leader, but Zhou Shao is the benefactor of all of us. We can have today, everything is given by Zhou Shao. So, no matter what At that time, no matter I was there or not, you all had to respect Young Master Zhou unconditionally and obey his orders, understand?"
Although he respects Zhou Xiaoyu's wishes and will not say anything about submitting to Zhou Xiaoyu, it is necessary to strengthen Zhou Xiaoyu's authority, and there must be no situation where Zhou Xiaoyu cannot command others when he is not around.
"Yes, Brother Long."
Everyone understood in their hearts and responded in unison.
After a while, the chug of the Gatling cannon finally stopped.
Most of Zhao Jingtao, Yang Jinbao, and Li Zhong's convoy were blown up, turning into piles of ruins, burning blazingly in the dark night, making crackling sounds.
As for the men of the three, except for a very few who escaped, the others turned into corpses and pieces of flesh and blood all over the ground.
"Tie Long, send someone to capture Zhao Jingtao!"
Zhou Xiaoyu said in the headset.
He didn't kill Zhao Jingtao, so it's still useful to keep this guy.
"Yes."
Tielong waved.
After a while, everyone escorted Zhao Jingtao, who was covered in blood and in a panic, back.
"Zhao Jingtao, you didn't expect that you would lose so badly, did you?"
Tielong sighed.
The Zhao Jingtao he had seen before had always been aloof and mighty, but he didn't expect to become a prisoner in disgrace now.
"I lost badly?"
Although Zhao Jingtao was embarrassed, he was not discouraged at all. Instead, he smiled proudly: "On the contrary! Tielong, you killed all my men, and this is the beginning of your nightmare. You are about to die, and the end must be ten times worse than mine It's more than a hundred times, if you don't believe me, let's wait and see!"
"If you say that, you are relying on the Ning family, right?"
Tie Long sneered, but his heart trembled.
Zhao Jingtao was controlled by the Ning family, and his people were equivalent to those of the Ning family. Now that they were slaughtered, the Ning family must be furious.
I don't know how Young Master Zhou will respond.
Zhao Jingtao let out a huff, his face full of disdain: "It's as if you can deal with the Ning family."
"When you ran away just now, you already called the Ning family. When will they come?"
Zhou Xiaoyu's faint voice came.
Saying that, Zhou Xiaoyu opened the protective cover, jumped off the carriage, and walked closer.
Zhao Jingtao looked at him with hatred on his face: "You are the person behind Tielong, right? Who is it? At this moment, why do you need to cover up and dare not face me?"
Zhou Xiaoyu said: "You don't know me, why don't you dare to face it? Besides, you are just a small person, why should I show my true colors to you?"
"Little people?"
When Zhao Jingtao heard the words, his lungs exploded immediately: "When I was running across the south of the city, you were still wearing crotch pants! Come, come, big man, tell me about your style, let me experience it."
"Didn't you just experience the lesson? Is this considered elegant?"
Zhou Xiaoyu pointed at the Gatling cannon on the truck, and said calmly.
Zhao Jingtao's face suddenly became ugly as if he had been punched.
Ah Qiang took a step forward and said loudly: "We used to be ordinary people like Yang Jinbao and Li Zhong's subordinates, but now, we have defeated your experienced and powerful subordinates and elite teams one after another. Why? Because we It was trained by Young Master Zhou! Moreover, Young Master Zhou has trained us for less than a month, so is this considered elegant?"
"Young Master Zhou personally commanded us just now, and killed your elite team to the brim, is that counted as a demeanor?"
"Our small team, which was once inferior to Yang Jinbao and Li Zhong, under the leadership of Zhou Shao, defeated you who have developed for many years in less than a month. Is this considered elegant?"
……
The triangle team members stood up one by one and said loudly.
Zhao Jingtao's face was livid.
"Good style, really good style!"
After a while, he resentfully said, "I'd like to see if you can maintain such a demeanor when the Ning family arrives!"
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