"Ding! Ding!"

The 7.62mm and .50cal armor-piercing bullets only make a clanging sound on the skin of the target, and cannot hurt a single cent.

"Boom! Boom!"

The 40mm caliber grenades hit and detonated one after another, only to emit thick black smoke and leave some dents and "scratches" on the target's skin.

Unless it is an armor-piercing cannon with a diameter exceeding 100mm, the firepower of an infantry tactical platoon alone will not be able to fight against the critical strike level of a heterogeneous armored unit.

There are more and more half-human scorpions that are trying to attack the reduced red version, such as "chariot class", which are constantly pouring out of the gap and charging towards the simple position formed by the tactical platoon.

"Ah!! Die! Die!!"

Yang Lin, who was standing next to the engine of a scrapped SUV, raised his pole gun and yelled to release his emotions, while firing long and short bursts at the head of the scorpion that was about to be destroyed.

However, everything the soldiers, including him, did was only a drop in the bucket.

The tank class can be eliminated by their firepower, but they are helpless against the behemoth critical strike class.

There is no gap of more than ten seconds.

As soon as it hit the level, it had already rushed to a distance of more than 30 meters from the positions of Class 1 and Class 2, and this huge and ugly guy also took advantage of the situation and swung its giant pincer extremely quickly...

"Bang!! Bang!!" Both the body and the vehicle exploded.

The vehicle fell apart, and glass shards and parts of the vehicle body began to splash around like fragmentation grenades. Soldiers within the critical attack range also suffered the same fate, even more tragic...

Bloody and bloody.

Even though it is protected by mechanical skeletons and thick armor, when faced with the impact of a giant pincer that is as powerful as a bus, everything is like paper and has no effect at all.

Moreover, even if the soldiers standing at the front reacted, they had no time to retreat immediately, so they had no choice but to grieve on the spot.

"Xiaotian! Xiaoli!! Damn it!" The platoon leader whose helmet fell to nowhere was furious, his eyes were red. He lost a squad of subordinates in an instant. How could he accept this?

But the platoon leader was not swayed by his emotions. He looked back and confirmed that Hiramei had gone far away before giving the order: "Everyone takes over and retreats. Don't stop the fire and continue to block!"

"yes!"

Yang Lin and a group of remaining soldiers immediately took over and retreated, pouring firepower on the attack and tank levels without stopping.

As a member of the third squad, Yang Lin and his comrades did not leave immediately because they were in a rear position. They waited for the remaining comrades of the first and second squads to pass them by. After waiting for a few seconds, they began to turn around and evacuate.

"Da da da!!"

As a machine gunner, Yang Lin needs to be the last man.

"Safety!"

The signal from his comrades came through the earphones. Yang Lin finally removed his right index finger from the trigger and prepared to turn around and run wildly.

"Save my... child..."

However, before he could completely turn around, he heard a faint cry for help not far away diagonally in front of the alien species.

?!

Upon hearing this, Yang Lin stopped turning around and turned his head to look in the direction of the source of the sound.

!!

I saw a station wagon that had been smashed by a critical strike before, flew more than ten meters away, and rolled to not far from their third squadron position. The body of the station wagon was twisted and deformed. There was actually a father and son inside?

Moreover, the father who was sitting in the driving position was seriously injured, and blood had seeped out along the gaps and pooled on the ground.

This amount of bleeding...

Hopeless.

In the child seat placed in the back, there was a several-month-old baby who was completely wrapped by the airbag, but for some reason did not make a cry.

What's going on?

Could it be that when the attack came, the father was reluctant to leave the vehicle and escape on foot?

How is the baby doing?

Dead or alive?

Also, why didn't he and his comrades notice this father and son before?

In an instant, countless confusions and speculations poured into Yang Lin's mind, but his body had already started to take action and immediately rushed towards the dilapidated vehicle.

The teachings and training Yang Lin has received since he was in the army tell him that what is higher than orders and his own life are the people.

With the increase in strength and speed provided by the mechanical skeleton, a distance of more than ten meters can disappear in an instant.

"Bah!!" A voice came out.

The twisted car door was like a piece of A4 paper, and was easily torn open by Yang Lin's free hands. Then, he got into the back seat of the car with his upper body, then pulled open the child seat, and carefully hugged the baby who seemed to be no longer breathing.

Get out of the car.

Seeing the normal rise and fall of the chest from a close distance, Yang Lin's heart finally dropped.

"Still alive!" Yang Lin expressed his emotions and said to the dying man.

“…”

After confirming that his son was still alive, the father seemed to realize his wish. He exhaled his last breath, his head tilted to one side, lifeless.

but.

Yang Lin didn't notice the father's condition, but held the baby with his left hand and pointed the gun at the incoming tanks with his right hand.

Just about to pull the trigger.

!

But Yang Lin suddenly pulled back his index finger and glanced at the baby in his arms.

"Xiao Yang! What are you doing! Get back here!" At this time, the platoon leader's roar also came from the earphones, "Forget it! Hurry up and cover Xiao Yang! Hurry up!"

The voice fell.

"Da da da-!"

Comrades who were already in position in the distance launched fire support.

"Pfft! Pfft!!"

The running speed was fast, and all the tanks that wanted to besiege were beaten into pieces.

One of the guys jumped up suddenly, opened his human-like mouth and rushed towards Yang Lin, so this guy became the target of the soldiers' fire, and was shot and exploded in mid-air.

At this time, Yang Lin did not hesitate, turned around and ran away, but...

"Rou~--!"

But when he turned around, he also heard violent roars and piercing the air behind him.

This means that he has fallen into the critical attack range, and that ugly giant scorpion has already wielded its bus-like giant pincers.

!!!

Realizing that this blow could not be avoided, Yang Lin immediately reacted with the fastest reaction speed in his life. He closed his eyes, curled up, and held the baby tightly in his arms, preparing to press everything on the mechanical skeleton and armor.

Of course, he himself can also act as a "meat pad" as a buffer. Even if there is even the slightest possibility, he doesn't want to miss the opportunity to keep the child alive...

Even if it means surviving a few seconds longer than him.

"Buzz~!!! Chi...bang!!"

But suddenly, a violent chain rotation, like the violent sound of a chainsaw making when cutting hard objects, resounded throughout the street.

"boom…!!"

The next moment, something huge and heavy hit the ground.

??

Yang Lin, who curled up and fell to the ground, couldn't help but be stunned. Logically speaking, he should be dead at this time?

Moreover, why did the gunshots of the comrades stop?

Confused, he opened his eyes.

First, he looked up to the front and found his comrades looking behind him with their mouths open and disbelief on their faces.

Immediately, Yang Lin also took advantage of the situation and looked back...

!!

He also joined the astonished team.

I saw that within a distance of more than 20 meters between him and the enemy, a blue "tin can" with a height of at least 3.6-7 meters appeared at some point!

Moreover, the armor of this iron can is thick, especially the shoulder pauldrons, and there is a pair of thick mechanical arms on the back, holding a missile launcher and a rotating machine cannon of unknown caliber.

The red mane of the helmet, as well as the waist chain and various strips of cloth (purity mark) decoration, give it a sense of familiarity with the ancient Roman Praetorian Guards.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is a huge "chain saw" with a double-edged shape and a length of about 1.8 meters under the left arm of this iron can.

With the giant pliers falling on both sides, Yang Lin also guessed that it was the tin can who helped them block the fatal blow just now, and also used the chain saw to cut off the pliers that were about to hit.
To be continued...