The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse-Chapter 368 - 361: The Devil’s Palm

Three hundred meters is neither far nor near.

The "special" in special operations is mainly reflected in this closeness: most, mind you, most, not all, special operations aim to close the distance, using close-quarters combat to increase the likelihood of mission success.

Only an expert dares to shoot an enemy point-blank in the forehead — and more crucially, only an expert gets the chance to do so.

Whether Gao Yuan is an expert is up for debate, but he could do what those special forces experts could not.

Others rely on technique, Gao Yuan relies on speed.

Carrying a machine gun and sprinting, Gao Yuan wasn’t spotted by the enemy until he was less than fifty meters away — and by the time the enemy reacted, he was already upon them.

Fifty meters was merely one or two seconds for Gao Yuan. The enemy would take longer than that just to cock the gun and aim — let alone that they had just noticed an unidentified object rapidly approaching and hadn’t even realized what it was when Gao Yuan was already in their face.

Gao Yuan really pressed his gun against the enemy’s chest to fire, literally. The barrel seemed to poke into the enemy’s chest, making Gao Yuan feel like he didn’t even need to shoot.

It was a spectacle on the battlefield, a soldier running with a machine gun, its smooth barrel piercing directly into an enemy’s chest like a bayonet due to the sheer speed.

So in order to slow down, Gao Yuan had to slide to the side. Only after the barrel left the enemy’s body did he pull the trigger, or else the gun might have blown up right then and there from the close contact.

A burst of gunfire swept across the short distance, exploding three enemies in a face-to-face encounter, then Gao Yuan jumped and truly aimed a shot at an enemy’s head.

Now, Gao Yuan felt like a knife might be more useful than a gun, since he was right in the middle of the enemy crowd. Whether using a gun or a knife, there was little difference in distance, and a knife could be even faster.

But Gao Yuan still carried the machine gun without putting it down, because he found that shooting people caused much less psychological pressure than hacking them with a knife.

Although Gao Yuan wasn’t feeling much psychological pressure at the moment, he didn’t mind resolving his enemies in a more civilized manner.

The enemies were jabbering in panic, wanting to shoot, wanting to fight back, but Gao Yuan was already in front of them, robbing them of any chance to do so.

Finally, Gao Yuan stood in line with the enemy, and then he fired at an enemy less than two meters away in front of him. After the closest enemy fell, he didn’t stop firing but moved down the line, shooting continuously.

This burst of gunfire used up an entire belt of ammunition.

Then, there were no enemies left standing. There were about thirty men to begin with, but with Gao Yuan rushing into the group and using the machine gun to shoot wildly at close range, the fight could not possibly last long.

Five seconds to finish the battle.

Gao Yuan crouched down, placing the machine gun on his legs, but then quickly threw it away as it had burnt his legs.

The barrel of the machine gun, after having fired off a hundred-round belt, was not red-hot but almost there. It was no wonder Gao Yuan burned his leg putting it directly on top.

The enemies he had just killed were also equipped with standard infantry gear, and likewise, they used Russian-style weapons. There were several machine guns scattered on the ground, so there was really no need for Gao Yuan to stick with one machine gun to the end.

Picking up a machine gun once more, Gao Yuan looked towards the artillerymen who still hadn’t figured out what had happened within the last three seconds.

Right now, these artillerymen probably still didn’t know what had happened. Some were looking this way, but more of them continued with their work.

What was there to be polite about? Before more enemies arrived, it was time to be a tiger among sheep.

Gao Yuan charged toward the cannon closest to him, and with a burst fire, he gunned down several gunners where they stood. Then, he looked towards the scattering artillerymen.

Many artillerymen actually had guns, but artillerymen really weren’t the type to engage in close combat with firearms. Moreover, the vast majority of artillerymen didn’t have guns on them; even if they did, they wouldn’t carry them because during work, a gun would only be a hindrance.

Without time to count how many cannons there were, Gao Yuan instinctively fired at any artilleryman he saw. After short bursts killed each target, he immediately shifted to the next.

Gao Yuan had started to shoot the artillerymen, and at the far end from him, some were still firing off their last rounds. freewebnøvel.com

Chaos was exactly what Gao Yuan needed.

But there were quite a few artillerymen, and Gao Yuan quickly ran out of bullets from his one hundred-round link box.

The PKM has a one hundred-round chain, and also a two hundred fifty-round chain, but the two hundred fifty-round chain is mostly used when mounted on vehicles due to its heavy weight.

But in Gao Yuan’s hands, the weight of this machine gun was no different from that of a pistol, and its recoil was not much different from that of a submachine gun.

He knocked down each fleeing enemy, dropped the machine gun, then with a flick of his foot, picked up an AK74 from the ground, and pursued the enemies, shooting those in range and using the butt of the gun to bash heads if they got close enough. After all, in front of Gao Yuan, let alone a worthy opponent, there wasn’t even a person who could look him in the eye.

Gao Yuan now understood that in front of well-trained, well-equipped formidable foes, his speed was still useful, but the advantage it provided was greatly diminished. However, luckily for him, real experts were ultimately a minority, truly a rare breed.

In other words, Gao Yuan could indulge in overpowering the weak. When facing a real expert, it was still better to avoid confrontation because, after all, he was still flesh and blood. If an Armored Beast couldn’t withstand a cannon round, let alone his own body.

But for now, what Gao Yuan needed to do was to show no mercy.

The fleeing artillerymen indeed looked quite pitiful, but Gao Yuan firmly remembered a phrase from Wei Guo, "At any time, the operators of weapons are more important than the weapons themselves, especially for technical servicemen."

Shenzhou had been afraid of poverty for a long time, so indeed, for a long time, weapons were valued over human life. But when it really came to the battlefield, one would find that it’s people who make weapons effective, and the most important are always the people. So, as long as conditions allowed, the safety of personnel must be prioritized.

Without artillerymen, cannons are just scrap iron, and qualified artillerymen are not something that can be trained overnight. Those responsible for loading could be replaced easily enough, anyone could do that job, but those responsible for observation and positioning, they absolutely had to be eliminated.

With Gao Yuan’s speed, no one could escape his grasp, so very quickly, Gao Yuan dealt with every artilleryman he could see and catch without leaving a single one behind.

Leave someone to operate the cannons against the enemy?

Impossible, that thought didn’t exist because Gao Yuan had no time, nor did he dare to do so.

With the people dealt with, the cannons, of course, also needed to be destroyed. Thus, Gao Yuan discarded the gun in his hand, pulled out a hand grenade, and with precise aim from twenty to thirty meters away, he threw the grenade into the barrel of a cannon.