Chapter 18: A Dance That Topples a City

Long Jianhui quickly set up a high-magnification military binoculars. After being fired by the Xiaval Song Squad's light machine guns, the dual-purpose machine gun, with an effective range exceeding 2,000 meters, had already been moved 1,200 meters away by the terrorists. On the gunner's seat of the high-altitude and flat dual-purpose heavy machine guns piled high with bullet casings, the machine gunner readjusting the gun was none other than Zhanxiage!
Beside Zhanxia Ge, five or six terrorists he had killed with his saber lay scattered in all directions.
Long Jianhui shouted wildly, "Zhan Xia Ge, don't do anything foolish! There are nearly 1,500 terrorists in front of you, including experienced Afghan guerrillas and international mercenaries. When you empty your magazine, you'll be smashed into a mass of over a thousand automatic rifles with no visible shape!" ”
"Instructor, I've been with the Fifth Special Forces for almost three years now!" Zhanxiage desperately turned the handle of the Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun, slowly flattening the muzzle. He said softly, "When I was still in elementary school, I used the Xinhua Dictionary to finish reading the novel 'Red Crag.'" I can't tell you what it felt like for a ten-year-old child to hold a tattered book, laughing and crying at the same time. I can't tell you how deeply my soul was shaken by repeated baptisms! I am proud to be Chinese, a descendant of the dragon, and now I am even prouder to be a Chinese soldier! I can still clearly remember the arrogance and arrogance shown by those Communist Party members in the book when facing death. 'Facing death, I laugh out loud; the devil's palace shakes behind me.' Instructor, let me face death now, and laugh out loud like our martyrs! ”
Tears flooded Long Jianhui's eyes fiercely. He took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and his knuckles turned white from clenching his fists. On this brutal battlefield, in a world sealed by ice and snow year-round, the bright sun hanging over the iceberg seems to merge with the entire mountain, forging the glorious, heavy, and proud dignity of a republic!
Long Jianhui said in a trembling voice, "Alright, you go ahead!" Song of the Hero, I'm your instructor. Our Fifth Special Forces, our three million Republic soldiers, are proud of you! ”
Suddenly, behind the terrorists' positions, a wild, long, fearless laugh rang out—a lifelong laugh worthy of a life!
Zhanxiage gripped the Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun tightly, raised his head, and roared, "Brother Sun Jing, if you truly have a spirit in heaven, please accompany me through this last chapter of my life!" Two brothers lying in the Conxi Vallet Cemetery, please sing with me and watch me finish this last dance of my life! I want to see if my Song of the Battle Hero can really ...... A dance that captivates the city! ”
The war hero song pulled the trigger of the Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun!
The heavy machine gun, silent for a long time, suddenly roared. Its 23mm caliber could pierce through light tanks and armored vehicles, firing at a rate of thirty-nine rounds per second, accompanied by wild laughter of war songs, its unwavering military spirit, its dreams, its love, its hatred, all its emotions, all its spirit, all its hopes, transforming into furious dragons of fire that fiercely crashed into the enemy's position made up of more than twenty light machine guns.
The muzzle of the twin-mounted high-level machine gun suddenly shot out a fire dragon over a foot long. For a moment, Zhanxiage felt as if he had been thrown into a battlefield under barrage of artillery fire. His ears were filled with a continuous line of relentless bombardment, no pause, no ceaseless barrage, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. Faced with such a pure heavy machine gun, even the M134 Vulcan had to step aside!
The light machine gun position was less than four hundred meters in front of Zhanxiage. Before the gunners and ammunition handlers could figure out what was happening, the flames from the Gaoping dual-use heavy machine gun struck them hard. Those who have never seen a dual-purpose heavy machine gun fire flat would never imagine the terrifying consequences of a 23mm bullet hitting a person at just 400 meters!
Simply put, it's about breaking wherever you strike!
A chorus of screams echoed from the light machine gun position, with crimson blood mist rising and falling across the position, looking just like fireworks set off during a festival—beautiful, dazzling, yet utterly tragic!
When Zhanxia Ge operated the Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun and launched a thorough sweep of the entire light machine gun position, there was no living person left in sight. The ground was covered with broken limbs, red, white, sticky, and bloody cow and dog treasures.
"Clang!" Clang! Clang! ......
The lightweight bulletproof plates on the high-altitude and flat-use heavy machine guns were instantly hit by hundreds of bullets! Countless ignition sparks flew everywhere. Suddenly, Zhanxiage felt a wave of heat slash across his face. He tilted his head slightly, and a stream of blood shot from his face. No matter how small the machine gun lookout port was, facing such dense group fire, bullets still came through the lookout.
On the enemy positions, panicked shouts and furious roars erupted. After the panic subsided, at least two or three hundred automatic rifles aimed at Zhanxia Ge. Bullets coming from all directions focused on Zhanxiage's amphibious heavy machine gun. Suddenly, a loud boom rang out from the enemy position. Long Jianhui, who had been lying on the hillside closely watching the battle, shouted, "Watch out, it's a rocket!" ”
The rocket tracing a beautiful tailline in the air, so beautiful it could mark the limits of the universe, roaring with joy as it crashed into the Gaoping dual-purpose machine gun, which was killing lives. In this situation, the Gaoping dual-purpose machine gun twisted its muzzle slightly, and to everyone's stunned gaze, it managed to blast the rocket midair with an impenetrable bullet. The firepower of the Gaoping dual-use heavy machine gun stretched forward. An Afghan guerrilla fighter, already stunned and crazy with a rocket launcher, stood upright, only to be torn to pieces by a 23mm machine gun bullet.
The Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun could shoot down low-flying fighter jets, and dozens of them could strafe at once, with a chance of destroying visible cruise missiles flying at low altitude. But even Long Jianhui, an instructor from the Fifth Special Forces, had never heard of, let alone seen anyone use a Gaoping dual-purpose heavy machine gun to intercept rocket launchers firing at him from 400 meters away!
Yan Jun is really crazy!
He burst into tears, leapt up from the position, and shouted hoarsely, "Damn it, who doesn't know how to fight desperately?" Isn't it just about holding your head in your hands and dancing with the Grim Reaper? Brothers, charge with me! ”