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Chapter 1844 Before Victory

The core position of the Baath Party headquarters, San Antonio Museum of Art.

An M1A3 with a broken track was stuck between two tall buildings. The fierce firepower made Sun Shaoyang, who was attacking the area, scream in pain. At this moment, he was lying behind a pile of building ruins and shouting loudly into the individual radio station, asking for support.

Amidst the rumbling gunfire, Sun Shaoyang's entire mechanized infantry squad was unable to move forward. The terrain around the ruins of the building where they were located was open and unobstructed. If they wanted to run, they would risk being killed by the tank on the opposite side. The enemy could not move now.

They dare not move.

At this moment, the battlefield with flying bullets fell into a kind of stalemate. After the first wave of laser-guided bombs and shells landed, the rising smoke prevented the subsequent precise firepower from continuing to strike. Several Q-5s in the sky were already flying around this killing field.

After waiting for a long time, I couldn't find any opening to drop bombs.

After Zhou Qingfeng issued a declaration of war, the Aurora Legion's attack speed and momentum were quite fast and powerful. Several Guards brigades and Mexican motorized infantry divisions arrived on the battlefield as planned to launch the attack, and the Baath Party troops either surrendered or withdrew.

However, when many important locations in San Antonio were taken down one by one, there were always a few hard bones to gnaw on. After the airport, which was an important position of the SS, was taken down, the Municipal Art Museum, which served as the central control residence of Dr. Osborne, became

The final battlefield.

Since the threat of the Aurora Legion has increased day by day, the Baath Party has begun to strengthen its defenses, and the museum as the seat of the party leader is the focus of strengthening. There are so many strong fortifications here that the Third Guards Brigade launched an attack for half an hour without success. The commander immediately called for frontline troops

Take it down first.

"What a damn unlucky person. If I could have evacuated, I would have evacuated a long time ago, but now I can't evacuate?" Sun Shaoyang yelled at the individual radio station for a long time before he realized that the battlefield contact was suddenly interrupted. The radio seemed to be interfered with.

No one can be contacted.

At this moment, Sun Shaoyang was standing behind the ruins and didn't even dare to raise his head, because the 'broken leg' M1A3 on the opposite side was aimed in his direction - the tank gun was no better than ordinary firearms. If it felt the need to fire, it could hit it with one shot.

Through the ruins where he is.

At that time, there is no need to hit directly, just the various fragments flying can kill everyone in Sun Shaoyang's class. In fact, he has already suffered this pain, the corpses of three soldiers in the class are not far away from him.

He was lying twenty meters away.

The three T-45Ds fell to the ground like broken toys. Various parts were violently unscrewed, and blood flowed out from the gaps and openings in the individual armor. Inside the armor were all the brothers Sun Shaoyang spent time with, including his deputy.

monitor.

"Damn it! This is going to be a disaster. The sky won't respond." Sun Shaoyang had no time to be sad. He crawled and crawled to take a detour from another direction. Now that other comrades who were attacking together had withdrawn to repair, he didn't want to rush.

You went up there to be a hero, but now you have to find a way to bring the remaining brothers back alive.

"Squad leader, the enemy seems to be breaking out." The soldier on guard at the other end reported.

Many of the buildings on the battlefield were damaged, and the roads were either full of potholes or piles of ruins. Sun Shaoyang looked in another direction and saw at least a hundred enemies running vaguely out of the ruins filled with smoke.

Those are the Baath Party's SS and Osborne's fanatical supporters. It is said that they are all third- or fourth-generation mutants who have been transformed by taking drugs. They have great strength, good endurance, strong will, are very sharp, and are extremely difficult to deal with.

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"Brothers, we are afraid that we will have to explain here today." Sun Shaoyang wanted to retreat, but his retreat path was blocked by the M1A3 with a "broken leg". They were waiting for him to show up, so they could kill him with one shot.

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Parked on the street at the other end was a smoldering heavy infantry fighting vehicle, built on the site of the old '59', equipped with a short-barreled, low-pressure howitzer. Sun Shaoyang's entire squad used this tank to launch an attack on the enemy.

Hit the iron plate.

When the enemy and the enemy met on the battlefield, this infantry fighting vehicle interrupted the tracks of the M1A3 with one shot, and then the opponent counterattacked and destroyed the vehicle body.

Sun Shaoyang had just led the team out of the vehicle at that time. He still remembered the fear of the commander of the tank screaming when he suddenly encountered the M1A3... and the courage to die with the enemy.

"Fuck, our class has fought so many times, and we have never suffered such heavy casualties today." Sun Shaoyang cursed fiercely. He had already exchanged fire with the enemy infantry that surrounded them. The sound of armored tanks' tracks was heard rumbling from the opposite side. It seemed that the enemy was indeed

It's about breaking through.

The booming gunfire quickly attracted the attention of the 'broken leg' M1A3. The other side simply fired at the ruins where Sun Shaoyang was. The debris of the ruins that exploded directly hit the two mechanized vehicles hiding behind.

The infantry was buried in - without any warning, it was over.

"Fuck, am I going to die before victory?"

The few remaining soldiers had no choice but to retreat and could only fire desperately. Sun Shaoyang, on the other hand, calculated that it would take a few seconds to reload the M1A3. He gritted his teeth and summoned his last few men to charge, and ran out quickly.

The bunker where he was located crashed into the SS soldiers who were surrounding him from the opposite side.

They're all going to die anyway, so if you kill one you won't lose, but if you kill two you'll gain. If you're lucky, you can't beat the enemy back.

This thought stimulated Sun Shaoyang to fight to the death, but just as he rushed out, he was hit hard - it was the M1A3 with a "broken leg" again, and the automatic weapon station on its turret easily locked onto him.

A string of heavy machine gun bullets flew over, directly knocking down the running Sun Shaoyang. One of his thighs was hit, and his forward momentum was forcibly stopped, and the entire T-45D hit the ground with a clang.

, sliding out a long distance.

Pain, severe pain, so painful that even if you want to faint, you can only scream miserably. Sun Shaoyang subconsciously wanted to hug his thigh, but he couldn't find it when he touched it down, "My leg, my

leg……."

Sun Shaoyang's thigh and armor were broken. The skin and flesh were torn, the broken bones were exposed, and blood was pouring out. The power of the .50 heavy machine gun was so terrifying. The blood that flowed out left a long trace on the ground, and quickly touched the ground.

The sand was mixed with and soaked, and was covered with more dust.

Sun Shaoyang was still screaming. The T-45D's life support system detected his injury and immediately gave him a treatment injection to stop the bleeding and a sedative to stabilize his mood. In fact, when a large dose of sedatives entered his body, his brain quickly became

I am confused and my thinking cannot keep up with the external situation.

Sun Shaoyang fell to the ground and saw SS soldiers rushing over him one after another. After he fell to the ground, the few remaining soldiers in the squad were still resisting behind the pile of rubble, but the enemy's numerical advantage quickly overwhelmed them.

, and within a minute or two it became silent.

After the breakout passage was cleared, a large number of Baath Party dignitaries located in the core position immediately rushed out under the protection of the SS. Armored vehicles and armed personnel swarmed out and fled in all directions.

Sun Shaoyang, who was lying on the ground, vaguely saw a big fat man with strange skin color appearing on an armored vehicle. The guy looked around the battered battlefield hatefully, and even took out his pistol to vent his anger, aimed at the wreckage of several T-45Ds and fired, and was shot again.

A group of people protected and quickly escaped.

Sun Shaoyang was unable to stop all this. He could only fall to the ground in a daze. The escaped SS troops broke through in a hurry. They were not interested in his "corpse" with broken legs and paid no attention to him.

And at the end, the M1A3, which also had its legs broken, suddenly opened the hatch, and several crew members jumped out and ran with the SS soldiers behind them. Seeing these guys appear, my head was numb.

Sun Shaoyang finally felt hatred in his heart - you guys want to run away too?

Our infantry fighting vehicle was smashed by you.

My entire class will die in your hands.

My life will also be handed down.

I won’t let you go until I die!

On the opposite side, three M1A3 crew members were running forward in a panic. A T-45D heavy machine gun behind them raised its muzzle and emptied the entire magazine.

Sun Shaoyang's eyes were blurred. He seemed to see some blood mist appearing, but he could not confirm the result of the battle. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he told himself that he could not close his eyes. If he closed his eyes, he would be doomed. But his body could not hold on, and his vision eventually turned black.

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