The T-72 has good maneuverability. The more than 700-horsepower diesel engine gives the car body surging power, allowing it to circle in the desert and push through layers of sand waves, as flexible and fast as roller skating.
A tank of more than 40 tons performing this kind of juggling act is simply a kind of violent beauty. The heavy machine gun on its turret sprays bullets wildly, like a raging beast speaking out for justice. The Nusra soldiers who could not avoid it were involved
Under the car body, the squeezed flesh and blood lubricates every link of the track.
With the desolate desert as the background, the flames of machine guns, the impact of armor, and the roar of engines, the combination is a shock that directly touches the soul.
Ordinary people who live in peace expect this kind of pleasure in their bones and blood, and now they see scenes on television that can only be seen in dreams.
Countless people are shouting wildly, countless people are screaming in shock, and countless people are excited! Whether at home, in a bar, or on a commercial street, as long as there is a TV screen, all kinds of shocked people will appear.
And just when the excitement of the audience was aroused, click..., the signal was turned off. Because the scene was so bloody and violent, it immediately aroused the anger of countless people.
Even Americans are cursing the female host who appears on the screen. The big breasts that used to attract them are now ignored by no one.
Young people who are looking for excitement are eager to see the bloody scene just now. They are scared to death while smoking marijuana and experiencing orgasm while trembling.
Inadvertently, Zhou Qingfeng appeared publicly as an invincible figure. Whether they liked him or hated him, he conquered the hearts of countless people in an instant.
Although his identity was not revealed, Zhou Qingfeng's image was fixed in the minds of countless people - wearing a ferocious skull helmet, leaning half of his body out of the turret and holding a heavy machine gun, fearless in the bloody storm.
A few hours ago, Fidel, the CIA's senior intelligence chief responsible for killing Zhou Qingfeng, had just finished his mission and slept peacefully. However, while he was sleeping soundly, he was awakened by a violent knock on the door, and his intelligence assistant was tearing apart at the door.
He shouted heartily: "Mr. Fidel, there is an emergency."
Fidel hurriedly got up, dressed, and opened the door. He saw his intelligence assistant holding a tablet computer, which was playing a video of a tank ravaging infantry. At first, he thought it was some kind of Hollywood blockbuster, but he could wait.
Look clearly at the man on the tank turret….
Vomiting blood, is this guy not dead yet? How serious is his desire for revenge? A few hours after being hit by the ‘Tomahawk’, he ran out to take revenge again, and he came in a tank!
"Go to the command room and call everyone back. Contact the Vulture Team on the front line. I want to know the specific situation." Cold sweat broke out on Fidel's forehead. He grabbed a coat and ran outside. He already felt that something was going on.
The worst aspect of development is completely out of control.
If possible, Fidel would have cursed. He could imagine how furious his boss would be when he learned of the situation. Thinking about it, even the President seems to be paying attention to this matter - hiss... it seems that the President even sent a message
Twitter. How can I get this face back?!
Anyone who has played games knows that a powerful enemy BOSS is not scary. What is scary is the kind of BOSS that is always unbeatable and gets stronger and more powerful the more you fight it.
Every time the BOSS appears with a new look, the tactics that were effective at first become ineffective later, as if the fighting will last forever. This will put great psychological pressure on people.
Fidel is now under this kind of pressure, and Lieutenant Sheldon is also under the same pressure. The 'Seal Platoon' he led was still responsible for the aftermath in Palmyra, but found four or five pieces of optical camouflage fragments.
When looking forward to more gains, who knows...
Fidel made a phone call, "Vulture 1, the target is not dead, he is still alive."
What?!
Lieutenant Sheldon had never seen the body of the target of this mission. This made Lieutenant Sheldon uneasy. Little did he know that his uneasiness had now become a reality. He asked about the situation and found out that the matter was urgent. He quickly led the team to jump on the armed pickup truck and approached Aidid.
The shooting scene where the accident happened was killed.
"Javelin, javelin, give me the javelin."
The armed pickup truck was speeding fast, and Lieutenant Sheldon, who was standing on the roof of the vehicle, shouted to his men. The heaviest weapon they carried on this mission was the Javelin anti-tank missile. There was hell before with the Reaper drone.
Fire', now that the 'Death' can't come, we can only rely on the 'javelin'.
After assembling the launch tube and aiming control device of the Javelin, and starting the infrared thermal imaging camera on the Javelin, Lieutenant Sheldon's attack range was within more than two thousand meters.
Lieutenant Sheldon glanced at the personal computer on his arm, used GPS to determine his position, and silently estimated the area and time where he might meet the enemy.
Thinking that the mission target no longer had the invisible optical camouflage and was driving an extremely conspicuous tank, carrying the 'javelin', he finally felt a little more confident.
Emerging from the ruins of the city in the dark night, three armed pickup trucks divided into one sector and searched forward. Only four people were left in the original six-man 'Seal Platoon', and they could barely carry out operations.
"Pay attention to the sand dunes on the left. There is the sound of a tank engine about three hundred meters away!" a "seal" radio call came from the pickup truck on the left.
The desert terrain is so annoying. The ground looks flat but is actually undulating. A sand dune two to three meters high cut off Lieutenant Sheldon's sight. He had just aimed the Javelin missile at hand and thought about ordering one of his subordinates to move towards it.
While conducting reconnaissance, a heavy tank appeared across the sand dunes.
"Damn it!" Lieutenant Sheldon yelled. Just because of a sand dune, the fighting distance between the two sides was shortened from a few thousand meters to a few hundred meters. Facing a tank, except for his 'javelin', his teammates
The weapons in hand cannot harm the opponent at all.
In a sudden encounter, whoever has armor has an advantage. The T-72 is the one with the advantage. Lieutenant Sheldon must calm down to operate the missile and cannot attack immediately.
The Javelin's fire control system begins to identify the target. After locking, the seeker head cools down and the fire control commander emits a short beep sound. The distance is too close and the direct fire mode is selected. The missile is ejected from the launch tube with a 'bang' sound and the rocket engine ignites.
...!
Lieutenant Sheldon completed this series of actions at an unprecedented speed, but he still felt that it was not fast enough. Because the T-72 flew out and hit the ground hard, making a huge noise and at the same time the heavy machine gun on the turret opened fire.
The armed pickup truck that issued the warning bore the brunt of the attack, and the SEAL team member who drove it was rendered useless even if he had superb combat skills. With no way to retreat, he could only rush forward to attract the attention of the tank, hoping to attract the attention of Lieutenant Sheldon behind him.
Locking the target provides a few seconds.
In just a few seconds, the unarmored armed pickup truck was shot to pieces by more than a dozen large-caliber machine gun rounds and almost disintegrated. The sacrifice of his comrades made Lieutenant Sheldon almost burst into tears.
Zhou Qingfeng on the turret was filled with murderous intent at this moment. He quickly finished shooting a magazine, and the depression of being hit by the 'Tomahawk' was slightly relieved. When he wanted to reload the ammunition, a bright spot appeared in the distance.
Suddenly it rose into the sky and flew quickly.
The millimeter-wave radar on the skull helmet quickly determined the target, and the laser on the back shoulder popped up and silently fired a powerful laser. The light path in the smoke was clearly visible, and the incoming missile was actively detonated dozens of meters away.
The exploding fireworks illuminated the night sky, the air waves in the air radiated boundless heat, and the flying fragments forced Zhou Qingfeng to lower his head and retract into the turret. And amidst the deafening noise, he seemed to hear a shrill and unwilling cry.
The cry came on the wind.
Zhou Qingfeng, who was excited to kill, suddenly laughed and said: "Hahaha...! Americans, you still want to kill me now? It's not that easy!"