Vault 32

Chapter 111 Nameplate
The jet engine is undoubtedly the crystallization of the wisdom of scientists from various countries in "Call of Duty".This kind of firearm amplifier made of 115 elements as the main material has almost brought the development of gunpowder weapons, which has reached a bottleneck, to another era.Any firearm equipped with this jet engine is almost as good as the Gaussian electromagnetic weapon of the same type!

The deepest darkness is condensed in the gun barrel, but the hottest brightness is born in it.With the pulling of the trigger, the muzzle flame has completely dispelled the darkness, and with the slight blue light, it spread eternal death.This light may symbolize redemption, but it is definitely not a compliment to life. This is the most beloved light of death, and it is also Liszt's most reliable partner-a century-old Winchester, M1887 lever-action shotgun.

This was the horror that the group of Soviet soldiers had experienced personally.The 20-meter effective range marked on the manual now seems absurd.But it is definitely not the lack of range, scattered accuracy, and extremely poor power, because the Soviet soldiers who were standing 40 meters in front of Liszt have fallen down like cutting wheat, and the blood mist bursting out of their bodies is also It shows that they are definitely not lying on the ground in pain covering their wounds because of tactical evasion.

There are 12 small round warheads placed in the standard 12-gauge shotgun. Under the power of the smokeless high-explosive-powder expansion explosion, the terrifying force will instantly destroy the plastic shell, and the twelve tiny round warheads will be destroyed. The circular bullet walked towards the space several meters in front of it.But with the slight blue light, these warheads spread within a range of three meters even after passing more than 30 meters.

As for the bodies of those Soviet soldiers, even if they were hit by a No. 12 warhead, a bloody flower would instantly appear behind them, and even a blood mist would rise.The power contained in the warhead will carry the hardness of steel, rotate and tumble in the human body, tearing the internal muscles, bones and internal organs, forcefully penetrate the human body, and then instantly cause a huge terror as big as a baseball behind the back. Cavity!
Miserable howls rang out from the mouths of this group of Soviet soldiers. They did not expect that a terrifying enemy would appear and open fire on them.They also did not expect that such pressure would erupt from just the old type of gun.Even up to now, they have not thought about who is the one who blatantly ordered the killer to them.But they didn't need to think anymore, because Liszt looked at their panicked and frightened faces, and the Winchester's fire in his hand was still rapid and continuous!

"Kill Soviet ordinary infantry × 1, get 200 points."

"Kill Soviet ordinary infantry × 1, get 200 points."

"Kill Soviet ordinary infantry × 1, get 200 points."

"Kill Soviet ordinary infantry × 1, get 200 points."

"Kill Soviet ordinary infantry × 1, get..."

A large number of metallic prompts have appeared in Liszt's ears, and even the flashing reminders have swept across his retina.Each one symbolized the loss of a life, and the prompts that almost filled the screen also showed how efficient Liszt's massacre was.That's right, this is a naked massacre. In the century-old Winchester with high penetration, high power, and high range, this group of Soviet soldiers was massacred!

Liszt's face was expressionless. Even though the system prompt sounded in his ears, there was no excitement in his eyes.His hand speed is still very fast, as if the most exquisite artist is painting his own work of art wantonly, and he has perfected the action of filling the bullet, and continues to use the slightly blue muzzle flash in Winches. Splashed out from Tete's muzzle.

And when he finally put the slightly hot Winchester down on his shoulders, a large amount of red liquid appeared on the ground in front of him.The corpses of the Soviets were already lying on the ground, and the neat military uniforms had become tattered, as if they had been harvested by light machine guns.But in fact, the powerful penetrating wounds and lacerations can only be caused by a smaller caliber heavy machine gun!
But the complete annihilation of these Soviet soldiers was not something worthy of praise for Lister.Although nearly [-] points have been earned, his face is still solemn.Turning his head slightly, Liszt looked at the corpses lying on the ground in disorder, and there was a little pity in his eyes. The blood flowed all over the ground and almost formed a stream, which was slowly dripping into the cliff. Among them, it is extremely shocking, making anyone feel uncomfortable standing here.

These were all young soldiers of the American Confederacy, and Liszt could even see their young faces looking at the sky with their eyes open.Their pupils have been dilated, and their godless eyes have already shown that they are completely dead.But Liszt walked slowly over and looked at these American federal soldiers wearing tattered clothes and covered with gun muzzles. He lowered his head slightly and sighed: "It would be great if the magicians were here. At least they can pray."

The God Stick is their combat unit, and it also serves as a part-time military chaplain. When soldiers feel uncomfortable, they will talk to the God Stick to express their inner distress.In fact, the compassionate heart of the god stick is also very suitable for the status of the military chaplain. Whether there are soldiers coming to talk, or praying to the fallen soldiers, he always handles it with the most serious and responsible attitude.

"May you ascend to heaven, Amen."

A cross was drawn on his chest. Although Lister sneered at Christianity, he looked at the group of American Union soldiers who died tragically and prayed a simple prayer for them.This may be the consolation of faith. Even if these poor boys are dead and no one can see them, at least it is the last bit of respect for them.While Liszt looked at the cliff not far away, he still took a deep breath and sighed slowly: "Although I can't send you back to the United States completely, I can also send your nameplate back."

More than 300 ragged American federal soldiers died here, so miserable that even after death, it is estimated that the American Federation would not be able to know their misery. 18 years later, there will be a nuclear war, so what if we know it?What's more, even Liszt didn't expect that these Soviets would directly execute more than 300 prisoners. This is unbelievable in the eyes of the United States, because the execution of prisoners by this shooting can cause large-scale military conflicts on both sides. Confrontation, causing changes in the international situation!
Liszt walked towards the American Union soldiers slowly, bent down and squatted beside a soldier, and looked at his wide-open eyes looking at the blue sky, but his eyes had been completely opened, lost The rhythm of the soul.And Liszt's eyes also saw a deep wound on his neck, which was still slightly oozing blood, and the neckline was completely stained red.

This smooth wound was undoubtedly a cutting wound, and it was cut directly at the neck without any hesitation.This was caused by the bayonet inserted into the AKM assault rifle. Liszt was very familiar with this kind of wound, because he had seen lonely American federal soldiers more than once on the Mexican battlefield, and his neck was finally cut open like this.This method of making up the knife when cleaning the battlefield originated from the Soviet Union is straightforward and extremely cruel.

"Wait, the nameplates have already been taken away?"

But when Liszt reached out and groped around the necks of these captives, he found that the nameplate that was supposed to be a necklace didn't exist at all.But he turned around and immediately came to another corpse, stretched out his hand to search for the nameplate, but there was still nothing there, even if Liszt touched the corpses of several American Union soldiers, he didn't find the nameplate.This made his face even more gloomy, and he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "This is going too far."

If the soldier died in battle, the nameplate can explain the identity of the soldier.The soldier's nationality, place of origin, age, height, etc. are written on it, and it is easy to tell where these soldiers come from.But once the nameplates of these soldiers disappeared, if they died in battle, they would not be listed as dead at all, but as missing.Not to mention the family's pension, even these soldiers will probably hide their humiliation in hastily built tombs forever, and no one will know about it.

As for the war between the two countries, no matter how fierce the exchange of fire on the battlefield is, how many people died on both sides, they will not be too obstructive when collecting the corpses.What's more, still take away all the nameplates that symbolize identity?This has almost become an unspoken rule that is acquiesced in the country, and it is also a common respect for the soldiers who died in battle on both sides!
His chest rose and fell slightly, and Liszt's face was extremely gloomy. The methods of the Soviets were too low-handed for anyone to bear.And Liszt slowly clenched Winchester in his hand, and when he wanted to curse a few words angrily, his expression changed instantly, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the sky above the dense forest.Although there was nothing, his ears trembled slightly, and Liszt's face immediately became serious. All the muscles in his body burst out in an instant, and he rushed towards the edge of the forest as fast as a cheetah.

"Helicopter!"

He barely used ten seconds for a distance of less than [-] meters, and this is nothing more than a national athlete.His ability enhancement played a sufficient role at this time. Almost when a Soviet Hind armed transport helicopter appeared over the dense forest, his whole body was already hiding behind a bush. Well camouflaged, completely hidden in this primeval forest.

PS: It’s another update, please ask for a monthly ticket~ Cough cough, brothers, I found that there are still [-] tickets in front of me that can explode the chrysanthemums of three people, if possible, we can get together...

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