The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 130 Damn it, they're demons in human skin!
"Q Barbie's Cow Pinch! Cow Pinch!!!"

During the charge, some players excitedly provided their own voiceovers. Although the sound effects they played were the "Ura!" war cry of Cambrian soldiers charging, the voices they provided for themselves felt more familiar to these veteran Battlefield players.

That's rare, truly rare!
I never expected that after taking a train ride, this game would not only release new skins, but also the new "Poop Pulling Treasure" skin!

Although this thing is not the best anti-armor weapon, and most serious players don't actually like to use it.

But I have to say, this thing is incredibly effective at creating fun and an absolute joy to use!

When the Japanese officer's "happy stick" successfully pierced the enemy's frontal armor, a huge explosion resounded.

Just like in Battlefield, the player who operates this weapon here is also blasted backward by the impact of the explosion, falling heavily to the ground, almost to the point of death.

At the same time, the metal jet that erupted from the front of the piercing mine easily blasted a small hole in the front of the Steadfast Armor, and the scorching hot metal instantly killed the only pilot sitting inside.

Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Andrei couldn't help but cover his eyes. The sight was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to look at it.

These players are really something else. Those two armored vehicles weren't heavily armored; their frontal armor was only about ten millimeters thick. They could have easily taken them out with an AT gun.

However, it seems that perhaps because their previous bayonet charge ended in disappointment, the players were dissatisfied, so this time they switched their bayonets to darts and used the "Taijun Happy Stick" to continue their charge.

Although Andrei couldn't help but want to complain, from the perspective of the Black Hawk soldiers, they were simply stunned by the scene before them.

The Fear Knights, who were originally preparing to charge forward with the mechs, were now completely blank-minded. They still couldn't figure out what weapon the enemy had used to blow up the mechs.
"Damn it, did they tie cannonballs to their spears and charge in?"

One of the Fear Knights couldn’t help but ask, without even realizing that his voice was trembling and his lips were dry.

"They're insane! They're absolutely insane! Aren't they afraid of blowing themselves up too?"

Having never seen such a desperate fighting style before, these Dread Knights had to admit they were terrified.

What horrified them most was that the soldiers who had charged forward earlier and were then blown several meters away actually struggled to their feet again, covered in blood, picked up their guns, roared, and continued their bayonet charge at them!

At this moment, they truly understood what a beastly warband was; these soldiers were simply devils crawled out of hell!
"...Retreat, retreat!"

Captain Meyer swung his greatsword and slashed down a man charging at him, then shouted to his companion beside him.

His voice trembled involuntarily, and his heart pounded wildly.

He felt that the enemy he was fighting was not human, but some kind of evil spirit in human skin, something indescribable!

Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!
Upon receiving the order to retreat, the Dread Knight began running backward without hesitation, showing no awareness whatsoever about being clad in heavy armor.

They slowly retreated, providing cover for each other with submachine guns.

Although they knew they shouldn't retreat, as doing so would only allow the enemy to continue to shrink their space, their fear made them subconsciously unwilling to stay any longer!

boom!
One player lay on the ground, set up an AT rifle, and fired at the Dread Knight, instantly taking down one of them. But then, he was riddled with bullets by another Dread Knight's submachine gun.

Some players, bayonets in hand, continued their fierce charge, displaying a fearless and resolute attitude. Although the enemy's firepower was intense, the sense of accomplishment from killing such a heavily armored soldier with a bayonet was quite satisfying.

Moreover, bayonets are free and can be obtained without spending any merit points, which is much better than using anti-tank weapons.

Even if they don't kill the enemy and are killed by the enemy in return, they won't lose out. If they manage to kill one, they'll be making a pure profit.

However, the player's continuous bayonet charges had already caused the enemy to become somewhat nervous.

They used to take it lightly, thinking that the so-called elite troops were nothing more than a bunch of reckless brutes who liked to charge with bayonets.

But when they actually got to this point, they realized how terribly wrong they had been.

This isn't just a reckless fool; this is a madman who doesn't care about his life!
Faced with such madmen, the troops with any semblance of reason are simply no match for them; only equally insane madmen can fight them to the death!
They even suspected that these guys might choose to strap themselves with grenades and detonate them as soon as they rushed up to them.

Believe it or not, even now that the war has raged on, some players have actually considered using this tactic.

However, players don't seem to have this option when using grenades; they can't strap all the grenades to their bodies and pull the pins directly, so they can't use this suicide bomber offensive.

Otherwise, given these players' penchant for creating interesting scenarios, they would never have let this kind of gameplay slip by.

The Fear Knight retreated again and again, and soon reached the entrance of the factory.

They also knew that they shouldn't retreat into such a building, otherwise, in such a narrow, enclosed space, the enemy could easily take them out by simply throwing grenades.

But they couldn't suppress their fear. Faced with the group of guys who kept charging at them, they seemed to have no choice but to retreat.

"No, we can't back down any further! Everyone, hold the line!"

"If we keep retreating like this, we'll all die! From now on, let our enemies know that not only are they willing to risk their lives, but we are too!"

Captain Meyer brandished his two-handed greatsword, roared at the other Dread Knights, and smacked a few of them hard with the blade.

Only then did he realize his mistake and feel incredibly ashamed of his previous behavior.

Damn it, he's an elite of the empire! How can we let a guy like that scare us away?
As long as they take advantage of crossfire, the enemy will never be able to break through, and victory will surely be theirs!

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a series of extremely heavy footsteps behind him.

Seeing that things were going badly, he turned around and looked back, and immediately opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Because, without anyone knowing, a Hunter mech that originally belonged to their Black Hawk Empire suddenly roared over here.

The Black Hawk armored vehicle, bearing the Cambrian Empire's insignia on its chest, extended two massive mechanical arms towards them, pointing its guns at them.

(End of this chapter)