Call of Duty: This big brother is okay, he really does something

The cannon fired for three full minutes, blowing everything up on the other side into slag.

Cobras are not as easy to deal with as female deer.

The rebels only have RPGs in their hands, but they can’t hit the propeller so far.

Moreover, the cobra is also equipped with high-definition infrared thermal imaging, and the rear mount gunner can strike the ground beyond the line of sight.

“Uh… Number two, do you still see any living mouths? ”

“No, bomb that building and leave.”

After a conversation with helicopter two, the female pilot turned around and left.

“C7, the assistance is complete, we have others to help, good luck to you, see you on the other side.”

“Received, thanks for the support.”

The cobra was very manic, and even the load-bearing wall on the opposite floor was pierced.

Looking at the crumbling building that was about to collapse, SC Johnson knew there would be no more living people there.

By the time the C8 had settled the passing tanks, the area had been cleared.

After sending out a cordon defense, Vasquez brought the others together.

“The headquarters will launch a general offensive in four hours.”

“Sheffield is going to send everybody to the center, it’s going to be a big fight.”

“Tanks need at least half an hour to repair and we need to put up defenses here and here.”

“You have to hurry up, you won’t be able to kill Alassad when you’re late.”

Vasquez said, drawing a simple map of the tank’s armor in chalk.

“The others went to their respective positions to guard and buy time for the sappers to repair.”

“SC Johnson, you and Jackson can rest for a while and do a good job.”

The SC Johnson duo are undoubtedly the best players in this battle.

When the battle is over, SC Johnson may be able to get a medal from Sheffield himself when he returns.

With their backs to the tank, the two men sat on the ground with their guns in hand, smoking cigarettes, watching several sappers knock on the dismantled tracks.

SC Johnson actually learned to drive tanks for a few days, but he never had the opportunity to get started himself.

When the 141 base is trained, although the recruits are FNG, they have to learn everything, which is more special than the special forces.

To this end, Price deliberately got some retired tanks to simulate training for newcomers.

However, SC Johnson only stumbled and drove a few meters in the tank, and was bombarded by the instructor for a whole day.

Side.

The bandage-covered tank commander looked at Sc Johnson, saw him observe the structure of the tank from time to time, and smiled.

“Interested?”

SC Johnson nodded, what man wouldn’t like to drive a tank.

The heavy armored shell and the big guys stained with oil stains and dust, who looked unimpressed.

Moreover, SC Johnson has only flown light Scorpion reconnaissance tanks.

Now in front of him was a real Abrams!

Just listening to the roar of the fifteen hundred horsepower engines, SC Johnson was drunk.

The captain smiled and pulled out a small plastic bag from his pocket: “Take it, my gunner is dead, just missing someone.” ”

SC Johnson took the plastic bag and found two finger-sized earplugs inside.

Although the tank is energetic and looks very enjoyable, the occupants inside are not so comfortable.

Fifteen hundred horsepower engines, the movement of the operation can shock people’s internal organs and tremble with it.

Add to this the loud roar of the 105-line rifled gun as it fires.

If you don’t have an earbud to isolate the noise, stay in it for ten minutes and your ears will be deafened.

“Oh, what’s going on?”

Vasquez came over and stopped in front of SC Johnson and looked at the captain.

“When you see the cheap, you want to take advantage of him, he is my man, understand?” When you’re done, you have to give him a record, don’t even think about it. ”

The commander of the tank was higher in rank than Vasquez, and if it was someone else, he would let it go.

But SC Johnson couldn’t, and he did well within a few hours of joining the team.

This kind of treasure naturally has to be left in the hand, how can it be easily taken away.

The captain sighed and was about to negotiate the price with Vasquez, but saw Vasquez frown and cover his headphones.

“C7, received a signal for help, and the C3 squad of the front troops was besieged by the enemy.”

“A transport plane is coming near you, and you have to go and rescue your brothers.”

As he spoke, he saw a Chinugan flying in the distance, and Vasquez nodded, “Received.” ”

Wave after wave of unevenness rises again, and the battlefield is like this, there is no time for respite.

The tired C7 squad boarded the plane one by one, and sc johnson walked at the end of the line, skimming the mouth of the tank commander behind him.

“SC Johnson! You go and manipulate MK19! ”

The Mark 19 is an automatic grenade launcher mounted on either side of the Chinook.

The main purpose of this twin-propeller transport aircraft was to transport people, and the only firepower was these two cannons.

Although the rate of fire is slow, the huge lethality of the grenade can fill the gap.

In short, this thing is enough to fight.

Vasquez more or less made up for a little of SC Johnson’s little regret and gave him the best.

Go to the front row and sit in the firing position, grab the trigger with both hands and pull it back, the grenade clicking and loading.

Then, the Chinook took off, turned around and flew in another direction.

“HQ, we’re on the road, tell C3 to hold on, release friendly smoke flares and wait!”

“Get the C7, you have to hurry up, we’ll send a cobra to support you.”

“But alassad’s counter-offensive is getting more and more intense, and we think he’s in the capital at the moment.”

“Received, we won’t miss this good play.”

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