Rise of the Wasteland

"I hate this battlefield.?" Major Valena got out of the armored delivery vehicle and looked up at the dark city of Raka.

Not all cities have high-rise buildings made of reinforced concrete. Most of the towns in Laka are disorderly-planned bungalows. The environment in the urban area is complex and roads extend in all directions. But now after the war, the city has become a smoking ruin, and it has become a cemetery.

And now this cemetery still pops up a series of light chains from time to time, each red spot of light is a warhead that can kill human life. The citizens who live in it face death threats at all times.

The most annoying thing is the American plane, whether it is manned or unmanned, it is a great threat. Both fur bears and hawk sauce have invested their own military forces in Syria. Although the number is not large, it has disturbed this place of war.

There is no justice at all here, only interests.

"Get out of the car, disperse, and form an assault team." Valena led the team to the battlefield and immediately ordered an attack. Now all they have to do is to enter the urban area. The open area is not the home of T-45a, but the city lane battle.

At this time, an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft hummed through the sky with a buzzing motive, and Valentina's Mantis helmet immediately updated the current real-time map of the city of Raqqa. Rear drone operators even marked the enemy's location on the map based on light spot analysis.

"It feels good to have someone help." Valina lamented the timely and convenient information provided by the Huaxia drone, and lamented the backwardness of her domestic electronic technology. Mao Xiong's drone technology is lagging behind, and it is surprising that he wants to buy Saudi assembly goods.

The drone operator in the rear quickly alerted: "A truck coming out of the city along the highway may look like a self-exploding truck."

"Romanov, get rid of it." Valena, no matter what might be impossible, ordered the order to be crisp and clear. "Others keep pushing."

Romanov is a sniper in the team, using an osV-96 large caliber sniper rifle. He knelt down on one knee, holding a gun in one hand, a powerful mechanical arm and a heavy body to form a stable shooting platform. A digital helmet was connected to the scope on the gun. After simple aiming, it was a shot.

Alas ... the sound of large-caliber ammunition is dull and powerful. A bullet broke through the steel plate of the self-exploding truck. It was probably the motive that was hit. The truck had to stop, followed by several consecutive shots. The truck suddenly exploded, shaking the ground.

"Damn, how much explosives is in this car?" Major Valena was forced to stop, cursing a few times after confirming that she was in the way. "Keep away from the road, watch out for mines and roadside bombs. . "

The entire 'Thunder' squad continued its rapid assault. They came out of the Syrian government's position outside the city and were about 500 meters away from the city. For ordinary infantry, this distance is a bit far, but for the T-45a, it is indifferent.

However, the violent explosion scared the Syrian government forces outside the city to death, and the Is side in the city kept cheering. The mercenary York, who was just watching on the front, wasn't right. He shouted on the radio with a telescope in amazement.

"Eyeball No. 2, the rambler calls Eyeball No. 2. Are your drones still in area 11 of Raqqa?" York's voice was inexplicable panic and anxiety, because he saw this in his night vision Something I've never seen in my life.

After a while, the U.S. military drone platform responsible for all-weather monitoring responded: "I am Eyeball 2. There are no drones over Zone 11 now. Do you have any needs?"

"Take the drone over, you guys can't think of what I saw? I think there's something going on tonight. Hell, I want to remind Aidid that this guy is in trouble." York ran out anxiously from the front, anxious Hurry to find the commander on the front.

Did not find Aidid, York actually found several Is members who were swaying everywhere. He shouted, "Shoot the flare, fire the flare, and immediately attack the people wearing armor outside. Idiot, do as I say. . "

The members of Is stared at York running around, somehow they even joked York's panic. At this time, Valina and others who were running fast approached a distance of two hundred meters to the city. She loudly ordered on the radio: "No. 5, destroy the enemy's heavy machine gun position."

The T-45a can ignore small and medium caliber bullets, but large caliber machine guns can still penetrate its armor. After receiving the order from Valena, Liu Feiyue, who had been dragged out of the position 500 meters away, was already ready.

The 2B11's gun barrel has been removed from the No. 5 aircraft. The two-man gun group did not carry a base, but instead connected the gun barrel to the T-45a, using the kneeling power armor as the base.

Liu Feiyue's helmet display has completed all the calculations of the rangefinder gun sight. After the muzzle adjustment is completed, a powerful 16-kilogram detonation grenade is loaded. Alas ... the sound of the cannon sounded. There was no major movement in the imagination. The shell had already flew out.

"Assholes, I'll just ask you guys ?!" Liu Feiyue scolded while shelling. A few seconds later, the shell flew hundreds of meters away, tying it to a machine gun pickup.

The pickup truck was hiding behind a ring-shaped fortification. It was supposed to be safe with a building cover, but a large-caliber shell from the curve now hit it accurately.

The smoke of the truck that had just exploded had not yet disappeared, and a flash of dazzling light lit in the night, and an explosion blasted the pickup truck with several Is gangsters nearby into the sky. Vehicle parts and personnel's stumps fluttered around, and then fell sharply again.

"Cool!" Watching the target on the digital map blown up into the sky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Varina, who can understand, shouted on the radio, "Five, go on! Greeting me for these **** cool accurate?"

"Hahaha ...!" The Thunder team is very special, and there are many people who can understand this greeting. The T-45a in the high running was quite powerful, fast, stable and not tired. Some of the members of the morale quake shouted, "Five, go ahead! Greeting me this garbage?"

Fine-tuning the gun body, it is a kill grenade stuffed into the cannon ...

The shell went to the sky ..., it fell a few seconds later, and this time hit a broken wall with a 'Tao' 2 anti-tank missile launcher behind the wall. The recent shelling has alarmed its control personnel, these guys are operating the night vision on the launcher to search for targets.

The grenade fell and the smoke rose.

The ‘Tao’ 2 anti-tank missile blew up with two or three observers and control personnel nearby.

"Cool!" The unmanned reconnaissance aircraft responsible for support also sent new target instructions, and the Chinese military manipulator who controlled it also shouted by radio: "Five, go ahead! Greeting us these garbage?"

The new target is a tank behind the front. Several Is tankers are busy closing the tank door. From the shape of the tank, it should be the T-72 seized from the government.

Without waiting for the tank to start, the armor-piercing projectiles that descended from the sky invaded into the soul. The ammunition of the tank was detonated, the orange flames burst out, the turret was blown up, and several tank soldiers who had just entered were burned into coke.

The Sanquan Middle School is simply the possession of a blasting soul.

"Cool!" Seeing that the three targets that threaten their own on the digital map were destroyed one after another, the entire 'Thunder' squad shouted in unison, "Five, go ahead! Greeting these garbage for us?" 8