Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

On the flank, the exchange of fire took place as the figures headed for the detour.

The opposing Shalian people also sent two squads for a surprise attack, and they ran into the Iron Cross squad head-on in the woods - neither side had much time to react, and they jumped into the bunker and started shooting.

Da da da da—

The first to open fire was the MP40. She leaned over from behind the slope and fired a burst of bullets before the enemies dispersed, knocking down two targets.

The enemy's counterattack soon followed - they lay down on the ground almost at the first shot and determined the enemy's approximate position...

The PKM's ammunition belt began to roar, and bullets rained down like dense raindrops, pinning the MP40 firmly against the slope of earth, so that he dared not look up.

But in this close-range firefight environment, the humanoids won't let the machine gunner live for too long...

There was a crisp gunshot "bang" and the opponent fell limply to the ground - the G43 opened fire.

She was following behind the team, and when she heard the gunshots, she immediately climbed up the tree trunk to look for high-value targets.

But she still underestimated the combat capabilities of the enemy scouts...

Before the G43 had even fired two shots after climbing up the tree, the blue smoke produced by the burning gunpowder was as conspicuous as white paper under the morning light, forming a sharp contrast with the dark green leaves behind.

Then, bullets from other enemies started to come at him. G43 used his hands and feet to crawl down in panic, but he fell down under the tree.

"Are you not hurt? Let's get out of here quickly!" MG42's previous position had been exposed, so he came over, picked up G43 and ran to the side.

Sure enough, the two had just run a short distance when the enemy's rifle grenade hit them... It hit the tree trunk accurately, and a lot of fragments exploded from top to bottom.

In an instant, dust and smoke rose up.

They floated in the warm sun of the late summer morning and attached to StG44's clothes...

“Scheisse”

The latter's brows were instantly furrowed - the idiot who provoked the grenade was fine, but his clothes were soiled.

"Hey! We're at war, don't slack off, okay?" MP41 on the side joked cheerfully.

She took out the wooden-handled grenade from her body and combined it with several "small cloth bags" in her bag: "Shall we throw a few smoke bombs and decoy mines to the side of the enemy?"

"Tsk, OK"

StG44 did as he was told and blocked the enemy's right side with smoke. Then he asked, "Do you want to get around it with the smoke?"

"Right side? Only a fool would go there."

MP41 shook his head, assembled the last "grenade", and then waved and said: "Let's go to the enemy's left side!"

Under the cover of the fire team, the two men bent down with their MP40s and groped through the blind spot...

This was impossible. However, due to the smoke on the enemy's right side and the sound of the decoy mine, the enemy thought that the humanoid was trying to go around behind the smoke.

So now there was only one enemy soldier on guard on the other side... G43 shot and killed the unlucky guy, and the assault team quickly moved up.

Looking at the defenseless buttocks of the enemies, MP41 laughed slyly, and then threw the special grenades over...

Boom—, boom—!

One after another, they exploded among the enemy, mercilessly releasing the iron sand wrapped in the cloth bags.

These fine iron sands have irregular shapes, and under the influence of the shock wave, they densely penetrated into the enemy's skin... Soon, several scouts covered their skin and wailed.

This was not the end, the MP40 and StG44 also opened fire: one sprayed water and swept the enemy, making them too panicked to raise their heads under the rain of bullets; the other fired a single shot, killing all the opponents who tried to fight back one by one.

Under this combination of bullets and "hand grenades", the enemy's firepower soon weakened. The FG42 firepower team also found an opening, set up their guns and started shooting.

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"Miso miso miso——"

The rip machine fired long bursts of rapid fire, and the MG42 killed the last enemy - this guy was unlucky, the bullet penetrated his bulletproof vest and cut off his spine, causing his upper body to bend in half in a strange posture after death...

"Clean up the battlefield, and shoot anyone who is not dead yet and cannot be saved"

FG42 gave orders to the humanoids in Hansic.

At this time, a little green man lying on the ground pretending to be dead also heard this...

——His name is Dupikin, and he is a member of the “Bald Party” of the Sand Federation.

This guy has been worshipping "Mr. Mustache" since middle school. He believes that his theory of bloodline is the "truth of the world", but the "excellent nation" should be the Oroshia people...

In order to put this into practice, Dupikin chose to lie down and pretend to be dead at the right time, and at the same time he pulled out two grenades and hid them under his body.

The pin of the grenade had been taken out, which meant that no matter whether the sneak attack was successful or not, he would not survive - his arm had already been smashed by a stray bullet just now, and he was unable to throw the grenade out of the killing distance.

Finally, let’s feel the morning in the world...! The air in the forest is so sweet and the sun is so warm.

Squinting his eyes and holding his breath, Dupikin finally saw the attackers through his tiny eyes. His heart couldn't help but tremble violently...

This must be a lie, right? How could this be a group of girls?

He was so shocked that he almost opened his eyes.

Before he could calm down, the next scene made it impossible for him to pretend to be dead...

——A short-haired girl holding an MP40 looked at him. She noticed something strange and began to call her companions over in Hansi.

Oh no, I’m going to be discovered!

Dupikin's adrenaline began to surge, and his brain could no longer calmly make decisions... Finally, he made up his mind, turned over and stood up:

"Die!"

Da da da da da——

MP40 raised his gun and shot him down, then quickly rolled over and hid in a ditch.

“Boom! Boom!”

Finally, it was quiet.

Dupikin's consciousness began to fade. In a daze, he seemed to see "Mr. Mustache" waving at him. On both sides of him were a group of faceless soldiers wearing steel helmets and black straight uniforms.

The shadows of the helmets made the soldiers' eyes dark. They walked towards him step by step in their long military boots...

At the end of the hallucination, Dupigin dreamed that he was made into soap.

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"The battlefield has been cleaned up." MP40 fired a few more shots at Dupikin's body and then reported to the deputy captain.

Just as the latter was about to give the order to continue advancing, a burst of artillery fire was heard from the stream in the distance.

FG42 quickly picked up the telescope to look - ha, it turned out that it was a Sherman tank that found the path and drove in.

At this time, on the other side of the stream, the scouts of the Saudi Union were confused: What is that? A tank! A tank from World War II! How did this thing get into the forest?

boom--!

Without waiting for the other side to be stunned, the Sherman tank's 75mm short gun turned its gun head and fired a high-explosive bomb at the enemy in the forest.

In an instant, one unlucky Shalian soldier expanded his team from “one person” to “five people”.

Captain Sadykov, who was in charge of the operation, was not happy about the increase in his troops. He shouted to the rear: "Where are the rocket launchers? Come over here!"

"Here we go, Captain," a little green man came over carrying a gun, "We don't have any armor-piercing shells, we only have anti-personnel high-explosive shells..."

"High explosive is high explosive, aim at the tank tracks!" the captain answered him angrily.

What else could the soldiers do? They just did as they were told...

Panting, he ran behind a bush, adjusted his breathing, and then leaned over to aim at the Sherman tank.

Unexpectedly, the tank was almost facing him at this time - and was constantly moving back and forth, making it difficult for him to aim at the track part.

call out--!

The soldier lost his patience and finally pulled the trigger when the tank stopped and seemed to be switching to reverse gear.

However, the tank did not switch to reverse gear. It just stopped for a moment and continued to move forward, just in time to use the front armor to receive the high-explosive shell...

"Suka!" The soldier cursed in a low voice when he saw this scene, but he did not stop his movements and began to load the next round of ammunition.

But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than the tank's "buzzing" speed of turning its turret...

With a loud bang, the Sherman tank responded with a high-explosive shell. Instantly, smoke came out of the muzzle and the soldier flew into the sky.

The shell was fired by a Colt revolver, and even though the tank was moving, it still hit the target accurately.

The Sherman was one of the few tanks in World War II equipped with vertical stabilizers, which allowed it to fire at the enemy while moving, as we just did.

Of course, since the early technology was not mature enough, it could only guarantee a certain hit rate when the distance to the target was not far away.

A moment later, another burst of gunfire rang out from the other side of the enemies.

"FG42, can you hear me?" Garland's voice came from the communicator:

"This is the Pacific Squad. We have arrived at the north side of the enemy and started a firefight. We expect to defeat them within ten minutes. There is an open area to the east of you. The enemy will most likely pass through there when escaping..."

"Got it, we'll set up an ambush now," FG42 responded, and then led the team members to run to the designated location. The bodies of the Sha army were left behind...

While running towards the ambush site, G43 glanced around and suddenly realized that the corpses on the ground and the beautiful morning scenery were so inconsistent.

"Tranquility" and "peace" were once synonymous with this beautiful forest.

Now, they are slowly being replaced by "flesh and blood" and "fire"...

Beneath the surface of these two "new pronouns" lies their sad essence:

Dictatorship and ambition.