Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Brother Centipede, don't tell me that this is a Gatling Gun?"    

"Hahahaha..."    

The village ruffian subconsciously recalled the image of the Gatling Gun that he had played in the internet cafe when he was playing Crossing Flames.    

However, this guess was immediately rejected by the little thug. At the same time, he was amused by his ridiculous and ridiculous guess.    

"Gatling Gun?"    

"How is that possible? Are you kidding me?"    

"This is not like Crossing Flames. As long as you pay, you can become stronger!"    

"In China, where the gun control is so strict, it is already very awesome to have a gun. Where can I get you a Gatling Gun to play with? Dream on!"    

"If this were to be known, I'm not afraid that others would laugh at me!"    

Of course, some of the more powerful forces actually had heavy machine guns as their trump card.    

For example, the Nine Dragons Gang, one of the three great forces in Jiangnan, and the forces under Ma Wanchuan's command. Naturally, they had heavy machine guns as their trump card.    

However, whether it was compared to the Nine Dragons Gang or the forces under Ma Wanchuan's command, the Giant Sand Gang was obviously not comparable.    

Furthermore, Fourth Master Liao was only the general manager of the Giant Sand Gang in Fenghai Town, and he only occupied a small piece of land in the vicinity.    

A heavy machine gun was a trump card that could kill. For them, it was only at the level of First Person Shooting Game.    

"Buzz… Buzz… Buzz…"    

The roar of the engine resounded like the roar of a wild beast, and the heavy trucks filled with gravel were like horses that had escaped from their reins.    

They crashed into the road barrier one after another, falling into the deep valley below.    

The trees and thorns on the cliff were also snapped. The gravel and sand fell from the trucks one after another. How could it be so powerful?    

"What… What is going on? What happened?!"    

After seeing what had happened in front of him, the centipede man was so scared that his entire face turned white, and his face was completely pale.    

Because, in his field of vision, he could still clearly see what was happening in front of him. The heavy trucks were falling into the deep valley on the side of the road like hot pot dumplings.    

Furthermore, this kind of situation was not an isolated one. There were many similar situations. Even those who were driving the heavy trucks were the Death Servants of the Giant Sand Gang.    

Even so, these Death Servants were completely stunned by the shocking scene in front of them. They were so shocked that they stepped on the brakes and forced the heavy trucks to stop.    

"Da... Da... Da..."    

The sound of the heavy machine gun firing gradually stopped.