Uncle Zhou's appearance in Mexico City, which has not yet been pacified, means that the entire Aurora Legion is pressing down, vowing to seize the strategic key points that affect the overall situation of Mexico.
Mexico City covers a large area and has a very wide urban area. Before the Catastrophe, there were more than 120 million people in Mexico, 20% of whom lived in Mexico City. After the Catastrophe, the city became even more concentrated
more than half of the remaining population.
Due to the special national conditions of Mexico, there are more than two million people affiliated with Diego's forces in Mexico City. Such a large group is an extremely unstable factor.
But not everyone in this group is willing to follow Suzano and flee to the north to endure hardships. They feel that they are still qualified to stay, and at most they are considering whether to be honest when facing the new government.
But the Aurora Legion had no intention of keeping these people, and Zhou Qingfeng didn't like the existence of a group of unruly people in his territory. When Mexico City caused chaos due to the evacuation, Uncle Zhou immediately ordered to capture the city in advance
, eradicate all gang members in the city.
Due to insufficient troops, Sun Shaoyang's unit was also pulled up. He took off with his infantry squad on an electric version of the Yunwu. After a transfer, he felt extremely excited when he arrived at the international airport in Mexico City. The regiment commander even
The review was conducted as soon as we got off the plane.
Then…….
"Damn it, you let us go to the battlefield after just reviewing. How inhumane!" When Sun Shaoyang said this, he was being suppressed by more than a dozen rifles at the corner of a street. He was hiding in a building opposite.
An armed mob was pouring firepower on his squad.
A few days ago, the entire infantry squad was looking for girls to socialize with in Merida. Everyone was living a happy life, but now they appeared in war-torn Mexico City. All nine brothers were lying on the ground, leaning against a pile of building ruins and suffering.
The occupied building opposite seemed to be some kind of government department building. It was a reinforced concrete structure and solid. I don't know how many people were hiding inside, but the firepower was so powerful that it could easily suppress the surrounding legion troops responsible for the attack.
"Squad deputy, may I ask when the tanks at the back can catch up?" Sun Shaoyang asked loudly.
The squad deputy grabbed the individual soldier radio from the back of an infantryman and called to the rear. After a while, he shouted to Sun Shaoyang: "Squad leader, we don't have many tanks here, and there are even fewer tanks elsewhere. The company commander asked us to think for ourselves.
Method."
"I can think of a trick." Sun Shaoyang pushed his helmet out, but within five seconds he was hit by the machine gun from the opposite side. "At least support us with a 60-gun."
Due to the rush, I didn't bring any heavy weapons. There was only one 60 gun in the platoon that was firing at the building opposite. It only hit more than ten artillery shells, but the power of the shells was too small and it couldn't break the enemy's turtle shell.
On the contrary, it caused the other party to resist even more crazily.
"Damn it, did you bring any explosives?" Sun Shaoyang shouted and asked.
"I've brought it, I've brought it, I have enough explosives," the squad leader replied.
"Tear down the wall, blow up the house on our side, and go all the way over." Sun Shaoyang was at a loss. The platoon ordered them to attack. They couldn't hide aside and do nothing.
The mechanized class that was originally conducting field training had to do street fighting. Fortunately, the brothers came out this time with a lot of things. A few simple pieces of explosives started to blast holes in the buildings on the street. The whole class was careful.
He approached the building occupied by thugs about a few dozen meters away.
Approaching from fifty meters away to a distance of more than twenty meters, Sun Shaoyang glanced from behind a collapsed low wall. A machine gun was firing desperately behind a window on the street opposite him. The sudden tongues of flames knocked out another
Ban was so suppressed that he couldn't raise his head, "Where did these grandsons get so much ammunition?"
In the smoke, the comrades in the squad followed one by one. Sun Shaoyang shouted to the shooter of the machine gun team: "Throw a grenade for me and kill those bastards."
Those carrying heavy machine guns were all strong and strong. The four-man machine gun team put down their Type 89 machine guns, each grabbed two Type 67 grenades from the ammunition bag, unscrewed the back cover and pulled out the match rope.
Speaking of these 67-style hand grenades, people really hate and love them. To practice this thing requires hand-eye coordination and arm strength. It is low-cost and very simple to practice. You can achieve some success in about a month.
After practicing, this thing is better than a gun.
After Sun Shaoyang was rescued by Zhou Qingfeng in Africa, he conducted militia training. When he went to Cuba to farm and build houses and work as an armed reclamation team, he also practiced this thing. His soldiers were not good at anything else, and they were most proficient in grenades.
Sun Shaoyang saw an opportunity and the enemy seemed to be changing ammunition, so he quickly shouted: "Get the rocket launcher ready for me and throw the grenades for me."
The four men of the machine gun team stood behind the low wall, throwing out two grenades each. Their movements were standard and their postures were consistent. They had been trained countless times.
Eight grenades were thrown more than 20 meters away. Half of them were thrown incorrectly and disappeared without a trace. Two of the other half hit the opposite window wall and bounced back. Only two of them successfully fell into the opposite second-floor window.
The grenade was delayed for four seconds, and it was almost time to fly thirty meters away. As soon as the grenade entered the enemy's window, it exploded, and a large amount of smoke and dust came out from inside.
Seeing that the machine gun on the opposite side had been suppressed, Sun Shaoyang immediately shouted: "Fire one more rocket launcher and the machine gun team will suppress it. The remaining people follow me."
The soldier carrying the rocket launcher stood behind the low wall, aimed at the smoking window, and fired one round. The explosion from the opposite window was even more violent, and the momentum was reduced by half.
Without waiting for the machine gun team to be ready, Sun Shaoyang and his men had already rushed out. Several soldiers jumped on the roadblocks on the street and quickly approached the building where the enemy was. When they arrived at the door of the building, they threw a few grenades in as usual to explore the way.
, waiting for the explosion...
The people hiding in the house were still able to resist from a distance, but when they found that they were being forced closer, the thugs inside began to fall into hysterical madness.
After Sun Shaoyang lost the grenade, he still wanted to enter the enemy's lair. Unexpectedly, the people inside were like a hornet's nest that was disturbed and began to rush outward frantically trying to break out.
With intensive gunfire and mindless impact, Sun Shaoyang was beaten out. Just when the thugs who rushed out wanted to kill him and fight a bloody path, the machine gun team deployed at the rear opened fire.
Although the Type 89 heavy machine gun is a bit poor, it can still shoot at a distance of 30 meters with guaranteed accuracy. The .50-caliber ammunition is extremely powerful. The projectiles block the enemy's escape exit, and a long burst of "boom" bursts can create a barrier.
Blood Alley, taking advantage of the situation, more than doubled the enemy's exit.
Sun Shaoyang's face was hurt by the splashing brick fragments. He bared his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, throw a grenade into it. If you can't kill these bastards, it's not over."
Waiting for another grenade to be thrown in, and after the explosion, I heard the thugs inside finally broke down and shouted loudly to surrender.
When the exchange of fire stopped, a platoon of people surrounded them, only to find that there were more than a hundred armed Diego men who had become thugs hiding in the building they surrounded.
After a break in the fighting, Sun Shaoyang, who had been beaten into a pockmarked face, was being bandaged by a health worker. The platoon leader ran over and patted his shoulder and said cheerfully: "Boy, you can do it! I just brought a heavy artillery here to prepare for the bombardment, but you have already been dealt with."
question."
"Heavy artillery?" Sun Shaoyang's mouth twitched, "If there are heavy artillery next time, please tell me earlier."