The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Not dead pests, confirm the status of the unit."

The sound from the microphone filled little Rusper's ears.

"Close to the waypoint."

He replied, staring at the ornithology screen.

"No enemy was observed."

"Attack formation one, confirm."

"confirmed."

Little Ruspel's voice was low and steady.

"We have entered the attack position."

"good luck."

He didn't respond with the concluding remarks, the roar of the machine filled the silence that followed.

The interior of the car body was very dark. His breath cast a layer of mist on the lens of the periscope. He stayed in this enclosed cabin for six hours, breathing filtered air, and moving less than a few inches. Everything was so familiar. It is hard to imagine other forms of warfare.

His full name is Heisen Ruspel, but because of his father, Colonel Kent Ruspel, people generally call him Ruspel the Younger. (You can look back at Chapter 91)

His father was a tank soldier, and naturally, when he became an adult, he was also thrown into a pile of steel and rough men.

Ruspel Jr.'s father has served in the battle group for nearly forty years. Before he retired, his position was the commander of the Fifth Armored Assault Regiment. This also made Hesen Ruspel a little embarrassed when getting along with his colleagues.

After all, he didn't want him to treat him as a relative, so he even used a pseudonym when he first entered the barracks.

In the end, he won the respect of everyone through his personal charm and trustworthy fighting ability, and became an honorable captain—

His machine is an old Markado heavy tank. This model is said to be named after a core courtier when the emperor was not yet paralyzed.

There is no doubt that this adult must be a model with all-round features.

However, unlike the name, this tank is actually a brutal guy.

Its name is Undead Pest, a large ugly cube made up of tracks, armor, and protruding barrels. A combat cannon protrudes from a high turret, and a large-caliber smasher cannon is installed. On the front of the body, two laser cannons are located on the side gun positions on both sides of the tank.

Generally speaking, there are a total of six members in the car. The main gunner and his companions are all squeezed in a little space in front of the commander’s position. The drive unit and ammunition inventory of the machine occupies most of the space of the car body. The side gunners are separated by crawling **** on both sides of the narrow central compartment. The front gunners and pilots are shrunk in the wedge-shaped space behind the front armor plate. So that they will not be killed by the recoil of the Smasher cannon.

It is worth mentioning that his father was the captain of this car.

This thing is similar to their heirloom in a sense.

Although the fact that a tank has been passed down to two generations sounds a bit weird, in any case, it is still a reliable, but bad-tempered guy.

Moreover, its design also has such a missing problem. Although the Makado’s shooting range has been improved after long-term improvements, the front horizontal shooting angle is still not as good as that of conventional tanks such as Riemann Rus, and the side artillery cannot cover. The area behind this machine.

Once the enemy comes to its rear, the armor loses its meaning. There is a joke among the officers that the Makado is actually a type of "assault tank" because no one can think of this kind of all weapons that can only move forward. The shooting machine can also have other uses.

But to Ruspel Jr., it was nothing.

The Undead Pest allowed him to survive the war of Armageddon. In the process, he also got a few kills, and even combined with other vehicles to overturn a green mecha, although it was old and had various flaws. , It has never gone wrong.

If he still had a home after leaving Nathan 4, that would be the crowded and rusty cabin of the Undead Pest.

"This is the latest combat command from the battle group commander."

Little Ruspel blinked, removed a drop of sweat in his eyes, and checked the unit icon on the screen again.

He is now a company commander, and his three tanks are there, rolling forward in a line two hundred meters wide.

From a more macro perspective, the armored forwards of the entire Astral Knights formed a battle line nearly one kilometer long, Riemann Russ, Chimera, Rand Raiders, Sikaran battle tanks, and all other miscellaneous Type that makes up a terrible metal fist

Afterwards, he pressed the unit microphone and shrank when it made a sharp noise in his ears.

"All units of Erlian, here are the undead pests. We are on the offensive line. The enemy unit time is estimated to be two minutes."

Confirmation replies came one after another, and little Ruspel watched the ornithology as he listened.

Even if a machine is still on the move and displays an identification signal, it does not mean that it will be in good condition.

Sometimes the tank will have various problems, such as breakdown, line failure and so on.

"How many people can there be here this time?"

The dark-skinned gunner who looked like a green skin was leaning his head on the breech of the battle cannon. Ruspel did not look at him. The screen in front of him was much more important than the gunner's need to use chat to relieve his tension.

"Just counting this wave, how many machines are there? Throne, I also heard that the Titans have also been dispatched. So many iron guys can roll the ground up to the sky. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

The gunner then laughed nervously.

"Knight Mechas are not Titans, Titans are much bigger than them."

Suddenly, the correspondent turned his head and corrected the gunner's statement.

The gunner then reached out his hand and slapped the opponent's head, almost flying his hat.

"It's as if you have seen a Titan!"

"Hey! What are you doing! I really saw it, in Armageddon—"

Ignoring the chatter of the car crew, Ruspel was watching the countdown of their journey from the waypoint on the ornithology screen, and then pressed the external microphone.

"All units—"

"I said, are those heretics stupid, just flying straight down from the sky, do you think we can't see them?"

"Activate the weapon, fire freely. Anything without a friendly logo is a target. Repeat, activate the weapon and fire freely."

"If they are not stupid—"

"Shut up!"

Little Ruspel said, leaning forward, his eyes on the front observation window.

"what?"

"Load the artillery, then keep quiet."

A second later, Ruspel Jr. felt the sound of a heavy blow from the breech of the gun.

He didn't have to confirm whether the gunner had memorized the mission briefing, and his inability to keep his mouth shut did not affect his memory and the skill of operating the main gun.

This is why they have been able to cooperate for so many years.

"The smoke hasn't thinned out, these Cardians... they are frightened. They shouldn't release smoke bombs so early, which will cause them to lose sight of them before the enemy."

Little Ruspel glanced at the rotating green light on his sight and pressed the regiment microphone switch.

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