Rise of the Wasteland - Chapter 1897

The wedding, which should have been celebrated with joy, became a battleground full of flesh and blood. The Aurora Corps, which had gained a little lead, cut off all wireless communications throughout the city, and then used heavy weapons to strike fiercely against established enemy targets.

Raphael was an elite infantry and commanded a platoon at the front. The two warring parties should theoretically have only one division in the city, but the Aurora Corps tried to find an additional reinforcement regiment. Where is Inkley? They aroused the cooperation of tens of thousands of police and police in the Mormon Church.

Neither of them is a good stubble, and they are veterans of multiple ways.

After the battle began, Raphael led the team from house to house. His task was to cover the flank of an infantry fighting vehicle assault forward.

“Bazooka, knock down the window fortification 200 meters ahead of the left.” Raphael beckoned and called a fire group in his platoon.

There is a fire spot on the third floor of a house two hundred meters across, and at least one squad of police inside is operating heavy machine guns. Not everyone in the Mormon Church likes the Aurora Corps, and there are not a few fanatics who are willing to marry for the United States.

Use a squad to attract the enemy’s attention, and then use a warm-pressure rocket to bomb the enemy’s firepower point. As a grass-roots officer with a wealth of practical experience, Rafael has already played with such small tricks.

The flames of the enemy’s fire-powered window glowed wildly, and the people inside could not survive. Raphael beckoned and led his men to leap forward, controlling a fairly wide street.

“The first class went upstairs to seize the commanding heights, and the second class advanced 50 meters to the next block,” Raphael ordered loudly.

The EMP electromagnetic bomb is still exploding, and the radio is completely useless. The command of the enemy and ours is paralyzed. Now the whole city is in chaos, and the quality of the grass-roots officers and non-commissioned officers is competing.

In fact, Raphael has lost contact with the main force at the moment, he has no idea where his superiors are. The order he received before the war was to fight there with gunfire.

The only thing that could give Raphael a little security now was the own infantry fighting vehicle in the street next door. However, the city’s combat buildings are too obstructed, and two troops often separated by more than ten or twenty meters cannot cooperate at all. This is very terrible.

The third squad went to help the infantry fighting vehicle. The second squad leader reported that there were temporary firepower points set up by the enemy across the road, and they could not get through.

Raphael hiding behind a bunker on the battlefield where the guns rang, had to shout, “Let the infantry chariots help.”

The three shifts responsible for contacting the infantry fighting vehicle never returned. Raphael only heard that the machine gun of the infantry fighting vehicle kept ringing, but did not know what was happening on the other side across the street?

If it were any other unit, it would be afraid that it would wait for the infantry fighting vehicle to come over, but as an elite Raphael, he could take the initiative to find a way.

Detours are the key in urban warfare, and look for weak links in the enemy to intervene—either be caught off guard or be caught in enemy siege. This will test the ability of the commander.

Without waiting for Raphael’s departure, a tank came out behind the street across. The enemy’s barricade fire was stabbed in the **** and collapsed instantly.

The tank didn’t have time to fire, and bumped into a barricade. In the dust all over the sky, several enemy soldiers who were unable to dodge were crushed to death by the tank.

Raphael’s platoon then breathed forward with his equipment for fifty meters, and when he came up to clear the chaotic enemies, he found that the commander of the tank turned out to be Father Julio wearing an army helmet.

Father Julio was half exposed outside the turret. The majesty was majestic, and Raphael opened his mouth and cursed: “Dad, we infantry soldiers ca n’t put a turtle shell on your body. If you have a turtle shell but do n’t use it, you are not afraid of Was the stray bullet killed? “

The pale-haired father Julio on the turret shouted, “I don’t know how to use electronic maps. I don’t know where other tanks go. But I caught a big fish. Come with me. “

Big fish? What kind of big fish?

Raphael quickly knew why Daur Julio ran out behind the enemy, because he didn’t catch any big fish at all, he was clearly a predator.

Due to the interruption of radio communications and the complex environment of urban warfare, Father Julio was out of touch with the troops. He rushed around and ran around, and found his own headquarters with David Lawrence with his super powerful fighting ability.

In theory, David Lawrence’s command should not be on the battlefield, but should be at least a dozen or even hundreds of kilometers behind the battlefield. But the special nature of this wedding made it impossible for David Lawrence to actually go more than ten kilometers away.

No one expected that less than half an hour of fighting, the tank commanded by Daddy Julio approached the headquarters of David Lawrence. His Excellency President Enclave’s armored guards suddenly exploded-on the one hand, they had to send their dad away, and on the other, they forced David Lawrence to evacuate.

And no one thought that Father Julio was relying on his VT-5 for good mobility and fast running. If the radio was n’t interrupted and the battlefield was in chaos, my dad called heavy artillery to make a big splash and quickly change the battle situation.

However, there is no war. Father Julio does not even know who he is following. He only knows that there is a quite powerful armored unit opposite that is trying to withdraw from the battlefield. Dad will now see Raphael shouting in exhilaration: “Come, follow me, let’s go eat meat.”

Dad was really distressed that his tank was roaming in the city. He wanted to find infantry to look at him ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ Otherwise, he didn’t know how to rush into the encirclement of the enemy stupidly.

Raphael promised to be very happy, but he regretted it soon-his own infantry fighting vehicle was hitting the streets next door, but after the enemy ‘big fish’ came on, the infantry fighting vehicle was there There was no sound in the sound of several shellings.

The sound of tank guns is too special. When such high-bore artillery guns fire, they are often shocking, and being too close can shake people alive. He heard a series of cannon sounds, and Raphalton’s face turned pale. He had only one infantry platoon and one less class.

But Father Julio was excited when he heard the voice. “This is M1A3, I know I didn’t lose it.”

Hearing “M1A3” Raphael’s face turned whiter. He stood in the rubble pile of a broken street, looked up at the hulk of the VT-5 turret, and said: “Daddy, you are crazy, you are a light tank, and the nearby is a heavy tank. You can’t even wear frontal armor. “

“Don’t talk nonsense, I can just wear ‘Abrams’ side armor.” Father Julio didn’t care. Seeing Raphael’s discomfort, he still shouted, “I have a higher rank than you, and you have to obey orders. Go, fight tanks with me.”

What Raphael can say, can only do it bit by bit. Father Julio is very ghostly. He didn’t use his VT-5 to hit M1A3, but he hid and let Raphael seduce the enemy. “Go to the street to see the situation, it is best to attract one A tank came over, and I carried it from behind. “

It’s really blood mold for eight lives!

Raphael really didn’t want to be the bait. You should know that if the infantry is not ambush by default, the puppet tank has no advantage. Active attack is no different from killing. The loss of tanks in street fighting in the past was caused by the lack of training of the tank forces.

The King of Marines is not so easy to deal with!