Fatty Davis' reply made Levi somewhat surprised!
Because he was already used to this fatty saying that he knew everything. As he reloaded the heavy machine gun, he scolded, "You f*cking brag and do this and that every day! Why don't you reload the heavy machine gun?!"
The sudden rebuke made Davis feel very wronged. He clumsily opened the heavy machine gun's magazine and smiled bitterly. "Young man, you are too harsh. I am not an omnipotent ancient god!"
Rayen was reluctant to say more. With the possession of [power], he knew all the weapons he had touched like the back of his hand. A heavy machine gun was not difficult for him.
In less than ten seconds, the ammunition of a heavy machine gun was reloaded by him.
Davis and Powell followed suit and finally finished a heavy machine gun when the Vulture soldiers returned to the machine gun position.
As a veteran, the sergeant could tell at a glance that Rayen was familiar with weapons.
"Good job, young man!"
Following that, he grabbed the handle of the gun, and the roar of the heavy machine gun rang out once again!
The Atlantean soldiers who had been sent flying had all stood up by now.
From the undulations of the armor on their chests, one could see that they were rather angry.
The person who looked like a commander shouted, "Attack! Kill all of them!"
Thus, they gathered together again and prepared to charge again before the machine gun firepower had fully recovered.
On the machine gun base where Rayen was, soldiers were doing their best to reload their ammunition because they did not want to experience another hand-to-hand battle.
However, in the battle just now, they were more or less injured, and their movements were not as fast as before.
Especially that sub-machine gunner.
Due to his large movements, the wound on his abdomen had already been torn open, and fresh blood had dyed the silver mecha's thigh red.
He was in charge of four heavy machine guns! If he could not continue reloading, then he would be in big trouble!
"Damn it!" Rayen gritted his teeth and immediately rushed over and shouted, "I'll be the sub-machine gunner!"
In this situation, no one could despise him as a private and could only let him operate.
Rayen did this not due to bravery or honor but because he wanted to survive!
So no matter what, he could not let the Atlanteans get close!
Driven by the desire to survive, Rayen's speed became abnormally fast.
The speed at which he took turns loading the four heavy machine guns surprised all the veterans around him.
"Ancient God, is this kid a recruit?"
"His loading speed is not bad!"
"He's much better than my sub-machine gunner!"
"You're a qualified soldier!"
Facing the compliments of the soldiers, Rayen smiled wryly. Unfortunately, he was not in the mood to show modesty and smile at all!
He pointed at the Atlanteans who were less than 50 meters away from the trench and shouted, "Don't worry about me, open fire!"
After a few soldiers took a deep breath and adjusted themselves, they roared, "Go to hell, you bastards!"
Da da da...!
A sound that was enough to make one's eardrums hurt roared!
The tongues of fire of more than a dozen heavy machine guns kept jumping!
Countless bullets slanted out, firmly fixing the group of Atlanteans on the spot like nails.
"F*ck!" Their commander brandished his broad-handled twin axes made of 'dark steel', trying his best to block the endless bullets.
However, after the armor of the three soldiers beside him was finally penetrated by the persistent bullets, he knew that he could no longer act tough. Now, he had to attack the enemy's firepower. Thus, he shouted through the communication device in his helmet, "Archers! We have to get rid of those machine-gunners!"
This order from the commander received a response within a short five seconds.
A burst of arrows containing miniature concentrated explosives, which could not be judged in quantity, shot toward Rayen's machine gun formation!
Looking at the dense rain of arrows, the highest-ranking sergeant at this position hurriedly shouted.
"Raise your shields!"
Very quickly, dozens of soldiers immediately raised a rectangular shield placed beside them!
When they squatted down, they tried their best to cover their bodies!
Naturally, the targets they were protecting included Rayen and the other two!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of arrows colliding with the shield kept ringing above everyone's heads!
Following that was the sound of explosions!
While defending, the sergeant was the first to curse, "Damn it! These primitive people have forced us to become primitive! Every time we fight with them, we have to bring an extra shield! How troublesome!"
The other soldiers also shouted.
"Don't worry! This thing is quite powerful!"
"Hold on! Don't let the explosives leak in!"
"Fatty! Put your stomach in! No one here wants to eat trash soup!"
After about fifteen seconds, the explosion finally stopped.
Fortunately, because of the sergeant's command, only a small number of people were injured.
However, these veterans did not look happy at all. On the contrary, they quickly put down their shields and pulled the trigger of the heavy machine gun again without even looking at it!
They had fought so many times, so they knew the enemy's tactics too well. Therefore, they did not need to look to know that the enemy must have taken advantage of the rain of arrows to advance another 20 to 30 meters!
As expected!
That group of guys was getting closer again!
Rayen and the other two did not sit idle either. Instead, they switched their automatic rifles to 'continuous firing mode' and began to shoot at the enemy!
First, they had the background of a weapons merchant. Second, his and Davis' marksmanship was barely passable. The two of them worked together to nail a spear-wielding Atlantean to the ground.
Only Powell's every shot would miss. This kid was really not suitable for the battlefield.
Under the dense bullets, the armors of the few Atlantean soldiers finally showed signs of being damaged.
Their bodies, which were hidden inside, also began to feel pain.
Their charging speed became sluggish.
The Vulture veterans' eyesight was also very good. When they discovered that the armors on the chest of a few more Atlantean soldiers were beginning to shatter, they began to focus fire in a targeted manner!
After a round of shooting, they finally finished off a few of them!
Compared to their comrades who had already lost their comrades, the other Atlanteans were not much better off.
Under the formidable firepower of the Vulture soldiers, the defense of this team began to gradually collapse.
When Davis saw that the armor on the legs of the enemy commander had been broken, they realized that the battle at this position was about to end. Hence, they shouted excitedly, "We can stop firing now. They can't hold on any longer. They will definitely retreat!"
However, all the Vulture soldiers on the battlefield did not have any intention of stopping firing. Instead, they kept urging Rayen to reload.
"Don't you want to save some bullets?" Davis asked loudly as he reloaded.
The sergeant shouted, "What do you know? These guys won't stop!"