22: Despair

"Did you hear something? It sounds like it's getting closer to us."

One of them couldn't help but poke his head out of the hidden pit to check, but his body suddenly froze.

"You... look outside..."

"Look at you, you coward. Even if someone came outside, there's no need to be this scared."

One person glanced at him disdainfully, thinking how his appearance didn't resemble someone who had killed before.

However, when he also slowly raised his head to look outside, his body instantly stiffened.

He made an indistinct sound, as if his soul had been scared away.

"Tan... tank?"

"What?"

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone disregarded their composure from just now and rushed to poke their heads out to see.

They saw a tank rapidly approaching from the distance, kicking up dust everywhere.

Its black muzzle swayed left and right, like the death knell ringing.

Its massive body was like a charging giant beast, instilling despair and rendering resistance impossible.

"Qin Liang, you've screwed me over! Didn't you say there was no army?"

Lao Mo was so scared he quickly shrank back into the pit, curling up even tighter, while angrily scolding Qin Liang.

"How the hell would I know! You came with me to check the last two times too, did you see an army?"

"Also, when I went to the black market to buy information, you were there too. Didn't that information seller claim to be your good brother?"

Qin Liang couldn't help but lose his temper.

He also started to wonder if he had been tricked again. How come even the black market was selling fake information now? It happened last time, and it happened again this time.

Why am I always the one being screwed over?

Being scolded by Qin Liang, Lao Mo was momentarily speechless.

Indeed, at the black market at that time, he had called the information seller his brother, and he had also vouched to Qin Liang that the person was his brother and absolutely reliable.

"Damn it, when I get back, I'm definitely going to kill that bastard who sold the fake information!" Lao Mo cursed angrily.

"Everyone shut up, hurry up and squat down! If that big guy spots us, one shot can send us to heaven!"

Qin Liang urged anxiously, and everyone quickly squatted down, concealing themselves.

Recalling how they had been boastfully showing off their weapons just moments ago, they now couldn't help but tremble.

...

At this moment, Xu Ning was skillfully controlling the tank through the display screen, secretlyRejoice that the effort he had put into the power system was not in vain.

The 150HBV 12-cylinder twin-turbo intercooled diesel engine unleashed a powerful 1500 horsepower, allowing the tank to move over the rugged target range as if on flat ground, displaying unparalleled dominance.

"Factory Director, how about we test the power of our artillery?" Xiao Chen suggested expectantly.

Xu Ning nodded slightly, "Alright, let's start with the auxiliary weapons then. Prepare the anti-aircraft machine gun!"

"Understood!" The two replied in unison.

"Fire control system activated!"

As Wang Shuo quickly picked up the walkie-talkie to notify that the anti-aircraft target was ready, the QJC88 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun instantly locked onto the target.

"Da da da..." The machine gun roared, fire spitting out, directly shooting towards the sky.

In just one second, the anti-aircraft target was torn into countless fragments, raining down into the pits on the ground.

The fragments gently fell on the faces of the desperate men, and that slight touch made them scream in terror.

"Woo woo woo..." They desperately covered their mouths, afraid to make any sound, but tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of their eyes.

They had just looked up at the sky and witnessed the spectacular scene of the high-altitude target being torn to shreds.

When a larger fragment fell on one of their faces, his face, which was originally distorted by fear, suddenly showed a strange smile.

A light yellow liquid quietly soaked his pants—he had actually wet himself out of fear.

The machine gun's roar had stopped, and they quickly stopped their whimpering, afraid that any movement would be noticed outside.

"Next, we'll test the remote electric firing and belt feeding system of the Type 86 machine gun."

Xu Ning looked at the fragments with satisfaction and nodded, continuing.

"Yes!" Chen and Wang replied in unison again.

"Type 86 7.62mm coaxial machine gun ready!"

"Remote power is ready, belt feeding system is normal."

"Very good!"

The coaxial machine gun personally designed by Xu Ning was about to show off its power.

This time, he didn't set up a target, but directly aimed the muzzle at the small woods in the distance.

He pressed the button to activate the sweeping mode, "Buzz buzz buzz..." The machine gun's roar echoed across the sky, and bullets like a meteor shower streaked across the long sky, pouring into the small woods.

Leaves and wood chips flew and danced in the air, as if performing a tragic dance.

And the audience in the front row of this dance were precisely the desperate men hiding in the pits.

Even Lao Mo, who had always been bold, put down his tightly gripped hunting rifle, his eyes filled with despair.

He seemed to see his own miserable state, running around in the woods, riddled with bullets.

"Let's just fight it out!" A desperate man holding a homemade cannon suddenly roared, and actually took out a match to light the cannon.

Everyone looked at him as if he were a madman, because they knew that even if that homemade cannon were aimed at the tank, it wouldn't hurt it in the slightest.

The tank's thick muzzle, thicker than a person's fist, was slowly aiming at the homemade cannon set up by the desperate men at this moment.

"Boom!" A roar exploded in their minds.

A desperate man was about to aim, but was suddenly kicked back into the pit.

"You want to die, don't drag us down with you!" The angry roar echoed in the pit.

The person who was kicked didn't talk back, only groaned softly, revealing deep pain and helplessness.

"What should we do now..."

Everyone fell into a deathly silence. At this moment, their mindset was completely different from when they first arrived.

If they had just arrived here, they might still have carried a bit of arrogance and killing intent, revealing their disregard for life while talking and laughing.

However, after witnessing the artillery's fury and the bullets' sweep, their only thought was how to escape this battlefield that felt like a ghost.

Money?

Although they were desperate men, they were not ignorant.

Under such firepower suppression, who could break into the treasury and seize the so-called wealth?

"How about we call the police?" One person suddenly suggested, shaking the 'Big Brother' phone in his hand, "I have this."

Everyone's eyes focused on him simultaneously, their eyes revealing helplessness and bitter smiles.

That person lowered his head somewhat shamefully and mumbled softly, "At least, in prison, I can still have a whole body..."

"If that shell really lands in the pit, what will be left of us..."

This sentence made the atmosphere even heavier, and everyone fell silent again.

"Did it find us? Why are all the bullets flying towards us?" One person asked in panic.

"Probably not yet, otherwise it would have already demanded our surrender."

Another person tried to calm everyone down.