Data Wasteland

Dr2617-12-27, am 4:35

Silver Claw Principality border, Cupronickel Town.

The expeditionary army left army, the first squadron of the ninth squadron of the second infantry brigade of the 23rd brigade.

"It seems to be gone." "Really?" "It should be right."

There was a small voice from the dark window. The glass of the windows was all shattered, leaving only the rusty window frames.

Looking through the dim moonlight, this is a half-collapsed small building. The roof was overturned by cannonballs, a large hole was broken in the second floor, and the ground was full of rubble, a couch and a few broken cabinets blocking the door. , Used as a cover.

"There is already a fire over there." "You're so brave."

A blaze of light lit up in the same dilapidated building in the distance. Before confirming that the ghost attendant left, no one dared to light the fire easily.

After observing for a while, nothing seemed to be happening there, and the kerosene lamp was lit in the hut here.

The faint light of the fire spread, and six people in the house could be seen vaguely guarding different positions.

"Finally it's gone for a while." "Come on."

A soldier with a small flat head took out cigarettes, took out a few, and threw them to his companions in the house.

"Little nobleman, come one too."

Xiaoping smiled and threw the cigarette to a soldier leaning in the corner. The opponent is different from the others, wearing a red armband on his arm, showing the identity of the military police.

The cigarette fell on the bulletproof helmet in an arc, and then bounced off the ground.

"If you don't want to be punished, it's best not to use this name." The military police said with a cold face, then picked up the cigarette and threw it back. "You better keep it for yourself."

"What's that called you, Xiao Bai Lian?" Xiao Pingtou smiled even more happily.

"Crack!"

Without a word, the military police drew out his gun, pulled the bolt, and pointed at the opponent.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Xiaopingtou quickly raised his hand to surrender.

"If I let you hear that word, you will be done." The military police warned. In the past few days, living and dying together, everyone has become acquainted, and without the sense of distance of the military police, they have begun to make fun of him.

The term "little nobleman" is somewhat ironic, because he is not a real nobleman, but his skin is whiter than them, and he was born in a third-tier city. Their family is a vassal of the Yeyang family in Grayhorn City, but they don't have a noble title, they are just vassals.

If it were placed before the cataclysm, it might still be considered a low-level noble. Under the baron, there are three levels of aristocracy, namely, the slave baron, the jazz, and the squire.

"Don't mind, he just watched everyone get tired, just joking, relax, nothing malicious." An older soldier persuaded.

"Hey." Xiaopingtou smiled flatteringly. The military police glared at him before putting away the pistol.

The house was quiet again, and the flame of the kerosene lamp was burning quietly.

Xiaoping leaned his head under the window, finished smoking a cigarette, and sighed, "I feel that as long as I close my eyes, I won't wake up again."

From the day before the Harvest Festival, that is, on the morning of the 25th, he hasn't closed his eyes for nearly forty-eight hours until now.

First, the firepower is covered, the ghost servant sneak attacks at night, the full-scale attack during the day, and then the ghost servant sneak attack. I feel exhausted physically and mentally, and I feel close to the limit.

No one answered him because he was so tired that he didn't want to talk. But no one dared to sleep. It was about to dawn, and a new round of battle was about to begin.

No one knows how long they can hold on under such wheel warfare, maybe they will fall down in the next moment, and they will never wake up again.

The situation of the expeditionary army was very difficult, and the left army commanded by Viscount Ramon was even more difficult. The highest combat power of the left army is only a large guard, and lacks effective means to the ghost servant, and can only fill it with the lives of soldiers.

"I really don't understand, we are all up to now, why doesn't the upper side retreat?"

Facing Xiaopingtou's complaints, the military police chose to remain silent. If it were in peacetime, he would definitely speak up, questioning Shangfeng, disturbing the military's mind, but now, even he himself is a little confused.

"Perhaps it is waiting for reinforcements?" guessed a recruit with a childish face.

"Reinforcement, are you kidding me, where did we come from?" Xiaoping turned his head to look at the recruit, his eyes looking like a fool.

Probably feeling despised, the recruits flushed their necks and argued, "How come there are no reinforcements? The Red Dragon First and Second Army Groups are near us."

Xiaopingtou sneered, turned his head and looked out the window, seemingly unwilling to answer such a stupid question.

The recruit looked at the veteran as if asking for help, "Old Huang, don't you think?"

They were originally a twelve-man team. The captain and several teammates were killed. Now they are led by the older deputy captain and supporter.

"Well..." the veteran thought for a while and said, "I heard the squadron leader say that the people above don't seem to like us, Commander Chen, so there should be no reinforcements."

"Ah!" the recruit exclaimed, "How could this be!"

"I heard that it was Commander Chen and the princess who had some grudges from the past..." the veteran said uncertainly.

"You mean the eldest princess, you have a grudge with our commander Chen!" Hearing the eldest princess, the recruits immediately became excited, "what else do you know, tell us!"

Several other young soldiers also pricked their ears to follow. This glamorous and noble Allure Princess is the dream lover of all young people. Whenever hearing about her, even a little bit, it will make people think about it.

Any magazine that Lacey does on the cover will be out of stock at the first time and will be republished several times. There are even a large number of orders in the outer continent. The popularity can be imagined.

"What kind of grievances can there be between men and women?" The veteran looked like a person came over, as if his face was covered-isn't it just that little mess?

The young soldiers nodded knowingly, and then an inexplicable sorrow and grief appeared in their hearts.

What came to their minds wasn't the **** plots such as "have a big belly", "because chaos and finally abandon", "pull up mercilessly" and "hate because of love".

Two things men like to talk about most, politics and women. When talking about women, she is still the best woman in the world, and time naturally flies quickly. Unknowingly, a touch of whiteness appeared on the horizon.

Seeing the dawn, everyone became nervous, even the most exciting topic could not keep them going, and the atmosphere became silent and depressed.

Daybreak means that the battle is about to begin.

At this moment, in the block where a large number of buildings collapsed 500 meters away, several small groups of Silverclaw soldiers are moving slowly toward this side.

Walking in the front are two shoulder-mounted guns. Although it is a long-range artillery, it can also play an important role in street fighting. Thick enough steel can withstand most bullet damage and reduce the casualties of soldiers.

The soldiers were scattered behind the mecha, keeping a distance of more than 30 meters. A sand camel followed the soldier, its slender mechanical legs raised and fell cautiously, walking silently among the rubble.

The house in front was swaying from side to side. Under the cleaning of artillery fire, it was originally

The very old houses are even more dilapidated and riddled with holes.

The whole block was quiet, as if there was no one. But everyone knows that there may be a squadron or even an enemy of a squadron hidden inside. The result of rash advancement is to be beaten into a sieve.

"There."

The captain made a gesture, a shoulder-mounted cannon stopped, and the muzzle moved to the house indicated by the opponent.

"boom!"

Cannonballs penetrated the walls and exploded inside the house. The crumbling house suddenly fell apart, causing a large amount of smoke and dust.

"Safety!"

The team continued to move forward, and wherever the enemy might be hiding, a shell would come first.

About half an hour later...

When the silver claw soldier entered an unfamiliar neighborhood, in an inconspicuous corner, only the frame of the window was left, and the small lens was quickly retracted.

"someone is coming!"

In the half-collapsed house, a few soldiers who were in a daze were shivering, quickly grabbed the guns next to them, threw them to the ground, and then climbed to the shooting port on the side of the wall little by little.

After reminding his teammates, the little flat head by the window continued to observe the outside.

"Two shoulder-mounted guns, four, eight, fifteen, twenty, at least two infantry squads, etc., and one sand camel..."

The muzzle of a black hole suddenly appeared in the lens.

"My grass, little..."

Before the word "Caution" was spoken, his eyes vibrated violently, and then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness for a short time, as if it were fragments.

The ears buzzed with tearing pain. He shook his head abruptly, and the scene before him regrouped.

The ground was in a mess. The couches and cabinets that had been blocking the door were torn apart, and wooden pieces were scattered everywhere.

"Cough cough cough..."

The choking smell of gunpowder came over, and the cough of teammates came from the thick smoke.

After a while, several people in the house recovered.

"Me, my feet!"

The recruit made a cry of pain. Several teammates hurriedly crawled over. The opponent's foot was crushed by the concrete slab.

"One, two, three, get up!"

Several people worked together and lifted the board. The recruit's legs were severely deformed, and half of his pants were soaked in blood.

"It hurts, it hurts!" "Give him an analgesic injection!"

The military police took out the injection from his jacket pocket, hesitated for a few seconds, did he pull off the lid, and plunged it into the recruit's neck. He originally wanted to keep it for himself, at least not too painful when he died.

The recruit's expression gradually calmed down, leaning against the wall, his eyes a little dull. Everyone knows that if you break your foot at this time, you will definitely not be able to survive.

"Hide all and don't shoot lightly."

The veteran made a few gestures, and the soldiers hid back to their corners.

After a while, the mecha's footsteps came from far to near. The veteran put his index finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture. The soldiers nodded, expressing their understanding.

"Kang-bang-bang..."

The mecha passed by the side of the house, the head of the detector turned around, no abnormality was found, and it continued to push forward.

It didn't take long for the soldiers of Silver Claw to appear outside, searching and looking around. But just got a shot here and left after just a few glances.

"Wait for them to pass, we will come from behind..." The veteran said in a low voice while gesturing.