When leading his squad forward, Augustus was still the first person to rush to the front.
As Augustus moved forward, he counted the number of shops he passed and estimated the distance. After the pedometer on the HUD display showed that he had run about seven hundred yards, he walked into a fashion store on the left.
Clothing store, go straight through the counter and collapsed clothes racks, and arrive at the door of the clothing store facing A-220 Commercial Street.
At this time, looking back at A-220 Commercial Street from the direction he came from, Augustus could see behind the barricade, a dozen Camorian soldiers with their backs turned to them and focused on shooting forward.
"Hanak, follow me, Zander, prepare grenades. The second fire team changes to grenades and uses grenades to kill the Kemorian Rippers." Augustus said: "Rick, kill the responsible one among them.
The person who gave the order, Lyrid, you and your men started charging immediately after I gave the order."
"do you understand?"
"Understood." A response came from the channel.
"Just watch it, boss."
"Yes, sir."
"Follow me!" In a few breaths, Augustus was the first to walk out of the store and onto the street of A-220 Commercial Street, followed by eighteen heavily armed marines.
At this time, Augustus was only a hundred yards away from the Camorian barricade position. The sound of power boots stepping on the brick ground was particularly different from the clicking sound of the electromagnetic gun, which immediately aroused the enemy's attention.
military attention.
Frightened, the men immediately turned and shot at Augustus' troops, but it was too late.
"Zander!" cried Augustus.
With the power of the power armor servo system, Zander continuously threw two C-54 electromagnetic grenades onto the barricade eighty yards away from him. The bright blue pulse emitted by the detonation of the grenades killed several Kais in the blink of an eye.
The Morian Labor Auxiliary was thrown away, and minced flesh and blood rained down on their comrades.
In the first salvo fired by Augustus and others' Gauss rifles, all the Labor Auxiliary Army soldiers without powered armor fell down, leaving only two Rippers wearing pitch black powered armor who were still fighting back.
The bullets clanked against Augustus' armor, but they only added more scratches to the surface of the armor that did not need to be repaired.
With a loud bang, a grenade launched by Renault hit the breastplate of one of the Rippers. The grenade that exploded against the breastplate instantly tore the stainless steel armor, and the hot and twisted metal tore the man apart.
The Ripper's belly burns and churns.
Sniper Rick fired almost at the same time, and a white mark appeared on the helmet of the last Ripper, but the impact of the bullet still made him stagger, and the second bullet of the Bosun's sniper rifle penetrated
He took off his helmet, ending his suffering in an instant.
A soldier of the Labor Auxiliary Army whose legs were blown off by a grenade fell to the ground screaming and wailing. Blood flowed uncontrollably from the wound. The blood loss would take away his life in a few minutes.
Augustus walked up to him and frowned at the heart-rending wails and hateful eyes. Then, he shot the Camorian soldier through the chest, and a huge and hideous wound appeared.
, the whining stopped abruptly.
The battle ended in a short time, and many of Augustus' previous arrangements were not used in time.
Then Corporal Hoppe from before also came with his soldiers to join Augustus.
"Go on," Augustus said to him.
"I listen to you," the corporal said.
So, gradually, the troops led by Augustus exceeded forty people, almost catching up with the recruit platoon during the boot camp.
Augustus led this mixed force to continue heading north along the A-220 Commercial Street. He estimated that there were a large number of Camorian troops hidden in this commercial area, because just two minutes later they were confronted by another group of troops.
Two units of Rippers collided head-on.
A team of Kaimorian Rippers who were also running fast on the streets appeared almost suddenly. The number of this Ripper team was approximately equivalent to a full squad of the Federation Marine Corps, and they were all covered in black.
CMC Powered Armor.
Within a distance of about two hundred yards, the Rippers and the federal army who met on a narrow road began to exchange fire. They neither looked for bunkers nor lay down to avoid bullets, just like two lines of infantry in the 17th century on the Middle Earth using muskets to shoot at each other.
When two teams of soldiers wearing power armor stand on the street and shoot at each other, any shooting skills and tactics are irrelevant. The only competition is whose armor is stronger and who can stay safe before the other party falls.
Stand steadily.
The bullet ricocheted off Augustus' breastplate, the clanking sound and the possibility of death at any time made the adrenaline in his body extremely high.
The ammunition capacity displayed on the HUD display on Augustus's helmet visor dropped from the initial 360 to zero in a few seconds. When he was changing ammunition, two of his own men fell, and the Kemorian Ripper had already
Lie down for five or six people.
The Rippers did not retreat. The remaining people continued to reload at the same frequency as Augustus, then shot and fell silently. Augustus could not imagine the faces behind those black masks.
So far, he had never seen a single Kemorian retreat or surrender.
"Report casualties." Augustus naturally assumed temporary command of the mixed force, and the other two squads seemed happy to follow his command.
"One person from the fourth and fifth squadrons of the third platoon of the fifth company was killed each," Corporal Hoppe sighed.
Augustus looked around to confirm that no injured person had been left behind.
"Go and see if any of the Camorians are alive," Augustus said to them.
Almost none of the Kemorian Rippers who fell on the ground died because their armor was directly penetrated by bullets. Most of the spikes that killed them bounced off the armor and then shot into the armor from the seams, and the rebound
As long as the angle of the bullet is right, it is enough to kill a person.
After counting the number of people, Augustus passed over the corpse of the tearer and continued forward.
At this time, according to the satellite map, Augustus' troops were only 500 yards away from the exit of A-220 Commercial Street. As long as they walked out of this street, they could re-enter an east-west road and meet other
Troops converge.
But when Augustus and others were getting closer to the exit and could already see the bright light at the exit, a huge shadow suddenly rose from their left.
To the left of Augustus is a more than 40-story building. Below the building is a private parking lot, which is connected to the underground through a steep slope. The entrance to the parking lot was obviously widened using explosives.
It was just a black spot at first, but soon, two rows of rising missile launchers appeared in front of Augustus, followed by a T-shaped cockpit that resembled the head of a Camorian tractor.
It was a Camorian Goliath armed robot, a bipedal walking mecha made of steel.
"Left! Goliath!"
At the same time, the Marines who reacted immediately turned their guns and fired, but Goliath fired before them.
Before stepping out of the parking lot onto the street, the two 35mm cannons of this Goliath mecha swept across the entire street, and the gun barrels rotated at a frightening speed. Protruding from the mouth of the cannon barrel
The tongue of flames was one meter long, and the bullets caused two rows of craters on the ground that extended forward at extremely high speeds.
At least three men in Augustus's army were swept down, and he had no time to think whether there were any members of his own class among them.