Rise of the Wasteland - Chapter 1898

David Lawrence felt-I’ve been blood mold for eight lives!

The rigorous layout, loop by loop, gave up all the traps set by the face, and worked alone for the revival of the United States, but ran into the monster of Victor Hugo. Now the whole of Salt Lake City is messy.

The successive EMP bombs were the least anticipated by David Lawrence. In the 1960s, Eagle Sauce conducted a million-ton nuclear bomb test in the central Pacific Ocean, which resulted in the collapse of the Hawaiian power grid more than 1,000 kilometers away. Conventional EMP bombs are less powerful, but they are enough to cover Salt Lake City.

The tyrannical electromagnetic interference cut off the wireless communication in the city. The biggest impact on David Lawrence was not the disconnection between him and the army, but the prepared aerial and missile strikes could not identify the enemy or the enemy. The troops in the city are all mixed together and difficult to distinguish.

Regarding airpower, David Lawrence has the advantage of North America, which is much stronger than that of Zhou Qingfeng’s air force. But now F-35A rushes to Salt Lake City, and there is no way to drop bombs-the ground is constantly smoking, there is no way to contact, and only blindness.

Without air strikes, David Lawrence would have to fight with Zhou Qingfeng. Although it is difficult for both sides to command the troops, one side of the Aurora Corps has long been psychologically prepared, and it is not panic without communication. The Enclave was messed up.

And the most hateful is …

“President, we still couldn’t get rid of that dog.”

Yes, what really drove David Lawrence to command was actually the ‘dog meat’ scurrying on the battlefield. Zhou Qingfeng did not leave the dog in his identity, but sent him to hunt for high-value targets for hunting-naturally the highest value was David Lawrence.

When the guard informed that a dog was found near the headquarters, or a fast running dog, David Lawrence asked for a place immediately without a word.

Zhou Qingfeng has a mechanical dog, which is no secret to David Lawrence. “Dog meat” is fast, alert, extremely difficult, and extremely intelligent, which is likely to cause big trouble. In this age of ‘discovery is destroyed’, ‘dog meat’ is a target that must be hidden if it cannot be aroused.

Thinking of being run away by a dog, David Lawrence’s heart was really broken. On the contrary, he didn’t feel much about encountering a VT-5 tank on the evacuation road. After all, he was armed with an armored guard battalion, “Abrams” and “Bradley” on the water, and he was powerful.

However, the current situation can be said to be the collapse of the entire plan, and it seems pointless for normal people to stay in Salt Lake City. All David Lawrence could do was to bring the troops in Salt Lake City together and withdraw.

There is no armored troops to provide ground protection and no air defense forces to cover the air. His Excellency the President is afraid to flee with a small amount of guards. If he escapes alone, this elite main force trapped in Salt Lake City will definitely be finished. In all likelihood, he could not escape.

But David Lawrence actually refused to leave. Officers of the battalion urged him to persuade him to leave the helicopter immediately. After all, the main Enclave division in Salt Lake City has a very well-equipped air riding camp, and it is easy to retreat his president thousands of kilometers at a stretch.

“No, I won’t leave my troops alone.” David Lawrence rejected the proposal harshly. He stayed in the division’s communications command vehicle and refused to leave. Because he knew that if he left, it would probably not be a division, but the entire Enclave.

It was hard to lure Victor Hugo out, and if he didn’t do his best to hunt him down, he would never have the same chance again. Maybe there is still a chance to come back?

David Lawrence’s eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the electronic map inside the communications command vehicle. He kept sending people to contact his own troops trapped in various parts of the city, hoping to unite them to counterattack.

“The Aurora Corps explodes an EMP bomb every minute. The place where they deploy these bombs should be in the city center. We should find this place to destroy. As long as the communication is restored, we have a chance to win.”

David Lawrence’s words are not unreasonable, but the reality is … His voice had just fallen, and a sudden explosion near the communications command vehicle of the division led to a sudden explosion of a warning radar responsible for air defense. The sky-broken parts and the personnel who operated the radar were all turned into powder.

The sudden explosion surprised David Lawrence. But that wasn’t the end, and a few seconds later, another distribution vehicle dedicated to powering the air defense and command system was also hit. Without the power supply, backup power for many command devices will not last long.

David Lawrence’s temporary stop was an ordinary street on the outskirts of Salt Lake City. The urban suburbs of the United States have traditionally had no tall buildings. The headquarters stopped here, and it was very easy to attack.

Successive explosions panicked the officers of the division. David Lawrence himself could see a seemingly ordinary light tank firing at himself 300 meters away on the street.

That tank should be equipped with an autoloader. When a large number of enemy command vehicles were found, it seemed as if the hungry ghost encountered a feast of crickets and stopped at the place without interrupting the fire.

Slipping out to eat a big meal is really the hurricane father Huoluo. After mobilizing a large number of troops in the enemy armored battalion, he boldly interspersed into the opposing commander’s position.

This decisive and resolute interlude really hit the enemy. When Dave Julio, who was not afraid of death, commanded VT-5 to cross an intersection and saw hundreds of vehicles occupying two or three streets, he was excited to stop and fire.

“Don’t let us die, aiming at those vehicles with a large number of communication antennas and firing, there must be the enemy’s commander.” Father Julio shouted at the gunner forgotten.

The gunner of this VT-5 is also excited to play abnormally, and the gun muzzle is constantly firing, giving priority to destroying those valuable equipment.

One after another the shells fired steadily, and one command vehicle after another was detonated. In this unfortunate situation, David Lawrence was forced out of the car by his own guard.

Not long after he came out, the command vehicle with several whip and dish antennas was destroyed by a high-explosive grenade.

The parts of the sky fluttered and fluttered. David Lawrence was crushed to the ground by his guard and ate the mouthful of dirt. When he finally lifted his head ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~, he saw a slow-shot M1A3 blocking the VT-5’s shooting range and firing on the opponent.

Father Julio didn’t want to leave, but his driver immediately gasped and fled when he saw the huge outline of ‘Abrams’. The gunner who was aiming also shouted to Father Julio: “Daddy shrinks back, and the opposite side is going to fire.”

Father Julio’s team members could follow him to the Longtan Tiger’s Cave to the enemy’s headquarters, which was already brave enough to live and die. But the 105mm calibre tank gun of VT-5 can’t do the front of M1A3 at all. At this time, it is not brave to hide, it is silly.

But VT-5 slipped away, and Julio’s father retracted into the turret but took a slow step. The M1A3 on the opposite side was also anxious to kill the VT-5, aiming slightly and firing. The 120-caliber armor-piercing projectile passed by VT-5, hitting a house behind it.

The house seemed to have encountered a violent demolition team, which burst open after being shot. The blast of smoke and debris blasted at high speed, wrapping the VT-5 all over. A large amount of dust poured in from the turret hatch, and no one in the crew could see anyone.

The driver was desperately escaping without much attention. The gunner turned back and shouted, “Daddy, how are you?”

Father Julio was originally half-length exposed outside the turret, but he would not be able to fall into the captain’s chair. The soot that was poured in could not be dispersed for a while, but it caused people to keep coughing.

“It’s okay, I’m fine.” Father Julio coughed as he talked, and after a few coughs he suddenly felt bloody, and felt a wet trace of warmth on his chest.

For this result, Julio’s father had only a grin. He said to the gunner and the pilot, “Kids, keep fighting. The armored men are never afraid, they are always moving forward. And I … I’m sorry, I’m taking a break.”

The veteran did not die, but withered.