Five minutes later, the commander's communicator rang again.

The commander quickly connected, and a quick voice came from the other side.

"Sorry, our logistics here are in trouble. The logistics will be here in two hours."

The commander frowned.

"I understand your logistics. That's what I said to the chief on the phone five minutes ago. If there is trouble, I can send troops to respond close to us. Now we are in urgent need of weapons."

It was quiet for a while, and then the steady voice of the logistics hand came.

"As we were about to arrive, the logistics support was robbed, and several people got in."

The commander shook his hands and shouted.

"As long as people are fine when necessary, has the murderer been caught now?"

"No, but my identity was found out. He is a soul-eater from the northwest."

The voice over there was slightly trembling.

The commander clenched his fists tightly.

"These days, Bodhisattvas close their eyes, immortals and Buddhas lower their eyebrows, and demons run rampant. You should also express your condolences. It's best if most people are fine."

There was silence for a while, and then the voice sounded again.

"I know all this, but no matter what, it's the most important thing for you. You must persist for two hours. I will definitely send the weapons over. I wish you good luck."

The commander looked at the communication in his hand that was later hung up and shook his head helplessly.

Then the commander's voice came from the earphones in each position.

"Be prepared to kill the enemy's important targets with good marksmanship. Change the defense in each position. Put the remaining weapons aside to cool down first. Use grenades when you reach a certain position. If you are closer, you will find someone with better combat effectiveness to fight."

With the sound of the sound, the already shaky firepower dropped to another level.

After the Western creatures discovered that the threat of firepower had become smaller, they became more aggressive and began a full-scale attack.

And in a certain area of ​​​​the sea, a huge turtle stretched its head out of its shell.

After a while, after giving a few orders to his subordinates again, he became alert and immediately retracted his head.

boom.

Then, a huge and dull gunshot suddenly rang out from a place on the sea 3 kilometers away from here.

The turtle's head was blown into a ball of flesh in the next moment.

"Mission successful."

He whispered, and then a figure wearing a black combat uniform stood up from the sea and ran away in the eyes of countless sea beasts.

During this time, a paper man popped out.

As a result, before he could even take two steps, he was caught up by several sea beasts and torn into pieces.

But there was not a drop of blood there, and he had not resisted since he was caught.

While they were stunned, there was a sudden splash in the seaside waters, the sound of falling water, and then another figure that was exactly the same as the original torn figure appeared, and then quickly rushed towards their side's defense line.

This kind of thing gradually became more and more frequent, and people below the third level peak could not withstand a blow from a hot weapon, so they committed suicide again and again, causing the Western camp to quickly lose its lower-level commanders.

The sudden loss of a leader caused the attack formation to be thrown into chaos, giving our defense a little chance to buffer.

Li Wuya kept observing the opponent's attack, and when he saw that the opponent was temporarily down, he sat down with peace of mind.

"Holy crap, is there something serious?"

At this moment, Pangpang's vague curses could be heard vaguely in the bunker next to him.

Li Wuya hurriedly bent down and covered his body with a bunker to stand up.

"Are you all okay? Are you not injured?"

Silent sounds came from various bunkers, and they continued to sound, which made Li Wuya's constantly heaving heart feel a little relieved.

But he just stayed there for a moment before Fatty's voice came again.

"It's true that we weren't injured, but what happened to this weapon?"

"What's wrong?"

Li Wuya secretly looked outside, and then jumped from his bunker to Fatty's bunker at an extremely fast speed.

Only then did he realize that Pangpang was lying on the ground, rummaging for something among a group of equipment.

Seeing Li Wuya coming, he immediately waved.

"Come on, I feel something is wrong."

Li Wuya squatted on the ground and dug twice into a group of equipment.

"You're just a little old, what's wrong?"

Li Wuya rummaged around in confusion as he spoke.

"No, haven't you noticed that not only is the equipment bad, but it also heats up very quickly?"

Pangpang replied, and finally put a gun barrel wrapped in cloth into Li Wuya's hand.

Li Wuya twisted his eyes.

The fat gun barrel was also deformed and burned red.

"How's Big Brother's?"

Li Wuya observed it and asked quickly.

"I've looked at them all. Not only have they transformed easily, but almost everyone who has been shot has transformed."

Li Wuya's face slowly darkened.

"Look at the bullet."

Pangpang nodded, picked up a box of bullets and shook it.

"A little lighter."

Then he threw the box to the ground.

"Someone wants to ruin the current war situation."

Li Wuya shook his head and said something, and sat down on the ground.

It couldn't be more obvious now.

First of all, a rich young man like Pang Pang will have many opportunities to play with guns, but Xiang Leng easily has never done it before with almost no training. If he wants to heat the barrel of the gun and twist it, he will definitely need a lot of bullets.

You can only do it if you go out. If Pangpang can do it, he can do it. If he is cold and relaxed and doesn't like hot weapons, he definitely can't do it.

Once you do it and others do it, it will become apparent.

Moreover, Pang Pang's kung fu is good. He said that the bullet is lighter, which must mean that the gunpowder inside is reduced, and the power and weight are also reduced accordingly.

All in all, this batch of equipment is tampered with from every angle, and the tampering is invisible.

The people who took action not only wanted to use this firepower to kill the Westerners, but also wanted to consume all Shenlong's elite soldiers on the seashore with huge losses.

This move cannot but be said to be ruthless, nor can it be said to be foresighted and profit-oriented.

Compared to people fighting desperately on the front lines, they live more like chess players strategizing.

Coupled with the principle of breaking the drum and breaking the wall, everyone wants to carve out a big piece of the cake for themselves, so the current situation is inevitably born.

This is not a conspiracy, but a complete conspiracy.

How can we defeat the enemy without equipment? How can we tilt the balance of war without death?

You have to walk even if you know it is a dead end, you still have to jump into a pit of fire even if you know it is a fire pit.

You have to eat this lesson whether you eat it or not. If you eat it, some people will survive. If you don't eat it, no one can escape.

We can only settle accounts after the fact, and only when we have the strength can we raise conditions.

Thinking of this, Li Wuya gritted his teeth and raised his head, his eyes met Pangpang's eyes, and both of them understood what the other meant in the blink of an eye.

Li Wuya pointed directly at the grenade on the ground to remind Pangpang to defend himself, and then jumped back to his bunker without saying a word.

He understands that anger is a sign of incompetence.

The most important thing now is to break the situation, and break the situation before the surrounding informants notice that the matter has been exposed.

I will keep this grudge in mind. I have never been a kind and righteous person. If you give me a scheme, I will continue it, but I will not make it easy for you.
Chapter completed!