Looking at the werewolf who were only arranged in a row but not moving, the ogre showed a hideous smile. It was already noon, and the ogres were already hungry and howling. How could they not be excited when they saw fresh food?

The ogre is strong and has amazing combat power, but also has a very large appetite.

"Front row aim!"

Seeing the ogres getting closer, several zombies ordered their subordinates to start preparing. The officer in charge of the middle position saw the ogres entering the shooting range, waved his hand and shouted: "Shoot, prepare for the second row."

The wereggar officers on both sides also watched the distance and shouted with gunshots: "Shoot, prepare for the second row."

Bang, bang, bang...

The dense gunshots broke the silence of the beach, and countless bullets with afterimages shot lightning-likely at the ogre team that was two hundred yards away. In just a moment, all the ogres in the front row were shot and fell to the ground with a scream.

"How is that possible?"

Countless people exclaimed, all of whom, including Orgrim, looked at the battlefield incredibly. Due to technical reasons, the effective killing of muskets is only within a hundred yards, and exceeding a hundred yards will greatly weaken their power. The same is true for bows and arrows. Due to the limitation of arm strength, the range is also not far.

This is very different from the earth. Only with the increase in the level or the stronger equipment can the effective killing range be improved.

Looking at the ogre who was charging forward frantically but kept falling down, Lothar was first stunned, then overjoyed. He really didn't expect that Brad had this trick hidden. As long as the gnolls could keep it and win the fifth game, the victory of the fight would belong to the league.

The human officers who had just suspected Brad looked at Brad with respect. The deputy coach was indeed the deputy coach, which was really not something that ordinary people could speculate. At the same time, they were wondering if they could buy this kind of hunting rifle in Jasper Corner. Of course, it had to see how far the gnoll could reach to determine the value of the rune hunting rifle.

Erin's face was gloomy. She knew the result at the beginning. Although she knew that the president would not care about this matter, she still had the responsibility of the president.

Brad imprinted the amplified runes on the shotgun, enhancing the quality of the shotgun and increasing the effective killing distance by nearly twice. However, the production cost of this kind of shotgun is high, so Brad only asked the arsenal to try to make 20,000 new guns to test the effect.

The damage caused by a weapon is also closely related to the level. The damage caused by different people using the same weapon is different.

The dense gunfire kept ringing, and the officers kept giving orders to coordinate the shooting of the three rows of werewolf. The shooting of the three rows just allowed the bullets to sweep at the ogres continuously.

Roar, roar. roar...

The ogre roared angrily, and the distance between two hundred yards from the zombie became the death zone of the ogre. The ogres had to pay a heavy price for every step forward.

Ogres are strong and strong, and it is difficult for a bullet to kill them. But this is not a bullet, but a rain of bullets.

They stepped on the bodies of their tribesmen, advanced, and then moved forward.

The ogres have low intelligence and do not know how to adapt or avoid. They still move forward wildly even though they know that there is a dead end ahead. In fact, most werewolves are similar to ogres, but because Brad did not hesitate to consume his faith and always maintained his magical skills to activate their intelligence, and through long-term training, the wolves are so well-trained.

The killing of firearms is not as fierce as the cold weapon, and the broken limbs and arms are as fierce as that of the firearms. Just a few bullet holes can kill an ogre. So the scene looks a bit weird.

Many ogres who fell to the ground did not die, but were seriously injured. But their companions didn't know how to stomp them directly with the word "Big Foot". They might not be anything, but they would die if they were seriously injured. The seriously injured ogres were completely trampled to death by their clan members.

This scene did not make people feel excited at all, but instead had a ridiculous feeling. The Azeroth natives were confused. Is the battlefield without blood still a battlefield? But looking at the ogres who were unwilling, angry, or fearful expressions, they also felt fear in their hearts. Even if their legions faced such dense bullets, they would end up like the ogres. The enemy was right in front of them, and they could not rush over. This powerlessness was simply crazy.

As a ranger who is good at using longbows, Aurelia naturally has a more thorough understanding of this battle situation. It is precisely this how she was shocked. Perhaps the elves pulled the bow and shot archery speed not weaker than a werewolf using a hunting rifle, but it takes physical energy to draw the bow. In terms of endurance and damage, hunting rifles are indeed more advantageous than bows and arrows. He suddenly thought that he had just arrived at the competition between Jasper Collar and Brad. After the high-intensity shooting, he felt tired even in an epic, but Brad was like nothing, and he didn't even breathe a lot.

At that time, she didn't think deeply. Now she couldn't help but feel a little excited when she saw the zombie killing the ogre so easily.

"My Rangers unit also wants this kind of rune gun." Aurelia said softly close to Brad.

Brad smiled and said, "The ranger doesn't need bows and arrows, is that still a ranger?"

Aurelia glared at Brad and said, "I'll ask you if you have any, what's the point."

"Yes, of course, I have to work overtime even if I don't have it." Brad smiled bitterly. Aurelia was indeed Aurelia. Through his memories, he found that the three sisters of Wind Walker were all very personal.

"I have no money." Aurelia said something that hurt Brad.

"Sister, you are my wife, mine is not yours. What money do you want? You are not sick." Of course, there was another thing in Brad's mind. Isn't your subordinates my subordinates? Since you come, you will naturally have to accept it. It is normal to equip your own troops.

Aurelia turned her head and looked at the battlefield, no longer paying attention to Brad, but looking at the corners of her slightly raised mouth, she was obviously very happy.

Compared to the relaxed atmosphere in the league, the tribe was silent. Orgrim would never have thought that a battle that was originally guaranteed to be successful would have such a dramatic change. It was absolutely true that he won the game, but this time he was sure to be successful, not an ogre that was much stronger than the one who was worth the gigolo.

"Get out, can't these guys turn their heads?"

No one dared to take Orgrim's roar, and even Gul'dan quietly stayed away from this rough man. He didn't want Orgrim to vent his anger on him for no reason.

The ogres couldn't rush up at all. The more they went forward, the more they were, the more difficult it was to avoid. In just a short time, six thousand ogres had fallen to the ground.

An ogre who was rushing forward was accidentally tripped. He angrily raised his companion's body but found that all the bullets shot were blocked by his companion's corpse. The ogre roared excitedly.

Although the intelligence of other ogres is not too high, they are not too stupid. They all mentioned their companions' corpses and blocked them in front of them.

The ogres' bodies are too thick and bullets can't penetrate them.

"Kill these damn foods."

Bang bang bang bang...

The bullets made holes in the ogre corpse, but only a few unlucky ones fell down, most of whom ran desperately with their companions' corpses.

The alliance was in a big uproar, and no one expected that the ogre could think of such a move. Could it be that the form was reversed? They were extremely anxious, hoping that the zombies could find a solution.

A light flashed in Erin's dim eyes, but it soon dimmed again. She had studied Brad's information. After Brad was injured, she created miracles, but she never thought Brad was just lucky. She disagreed with the president's comments that Brad was very scheming and far-reaching, and the president saw that she didn't believe her and just smiled meaningfully.

Until the gnoll used the tactics of the earthlings, a light flashed in her mind, and she understood that she was too arrogant and underestimated the world. At the same time, she also understood that the president's intention was to wake her up, but the price of awakening this time was so heavy.

The tribe burst into a shocking cheer, but I didn't expect that this method could be used to crack this desperate musket array... (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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