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Chapter 834 Just ask if you are happy?!

"I hate this battlefield." Major Valena got out of the armored personnel carrier and looked up at the dark city of Raqqa.

Not all cities have high-rise buildings made of steel and concrete. Raqqa is mostly composed of disorderly planned bungalows. The urban environment is complex and roads extend in all directions. But now that it has experienced war, the city has turned into smoking ruins and even a cemetery.

generally.

And now, strings of light chains are popping up from time to time in this cemetery, and each red light spot is a warhead that can kill people. The citizens living there are facing death threats all the time.

The most annoying thing is American aircraft, whether they are manned or unmanned, they are a huge threat. Both Mao Xiong and Yingjiang have invested their own military forces in Syria. Although the number is not large, they have disturbed this war-torn place.

quiet.

There is no justice here, only interests.

"Get out of the car, spread out, and form an assault formation." Valena led the team to the battlefield and immediately ordered an attack. What they have to do now is to enter the city. Open areas are not the T-45A's home field, urban street fighting is.

At this time, an unmanned reconnaissance drone flew across the sky with a buzzing engine. Valena's Mantis helmet immediately updated the current real-time map of Raqqa's urban area. The drone operator behind even

Analyze and mark enemy locations on the map.

"It feels good to have someone helping me." Valena lamented the timeliness and convenience of Huaxia's drones in providing information, and also lamented the backwardness of domestic electronic technology. Mao Xiong's drone technology was so backward that it actually required

Purchase of assembled cargo supports in Saudi Arabia.

The drone operator in the rear quickly issued an alarm: "A truck came out of the city along the highway. It looks like it may be a self-destructing truck."

"Romanov, kill it." Valena didn't care about the possibility or impossibility, and gave the order simply and neatly, "The others continue to advance."

Romanov is the sniper in the team, using an OSV-96 large-caliber sniper rifle. He kneels on one knee and holds the gun in one hand. His powerful mechanical arm and heavy body form a stable shooting platform, and his digital helmet is connected to the gun.

With the scope on your body, you can simply aim and shoot.

Bang..., the sound of large-caliber ammunition was dull and powerful. One bullet penetrated the steel plate of the self-destructing truck. The engine was probably hit, and the truck had to stop, followed by several more shots.

, the truck suddenly exploded violently, earth-shaking.

"Damn it, how many explosives are in this car?" Major Valena had to stop while she was running, and cursed a few times after making sure she was clear, "Stay away from the road, be careful of landmines and roadside bombs.

.”

The entire 'Thunder' team continued their rapid assault. They set off from the Syrian government army's position outside the city, about 500 meters away from the city. For ordinary infantry, this distance is a bit far, but for the T-45A it is not.

It's indifferent.

However, the violent explosion frightened the Syrian government forces outside the city half to death, while the IS side inside the city kept cheering. The mercenary York, who was just watching on the front line, realized that something was wrong. He was holding a telescope and was talking on the radio in shock.

shout.

"Eyeball No. 2, Rambler is calling Eyeball No. 2, is your drone still above Area 11 of Raqqa?" York's voice was filled with inexplicable fear and anxiety, because he saw this in his night vision device.

Something I have never seen in my life.

A moment later, the U.S. military's drone platform responsible for all-weather surveillance responded: "I am Eyeball No. 2. There are no drones in the sky above Area 11. Do you have any needs?"

"Hurry up and bring the drone over. You can't believe what I saw? I think something big is going to happen tonight. Hell, I'm going to remind Aidid that this guy is in trouble." York ran out from the front line anxiously.

He hurriedly looked for the commander on the front line.

Aidid was not found, but York found several IS members wandering around. He shouted loudly: "Launch the flares, launch the flares quickly, and attack the armored people outside immediately. Idiot, hurry up and do what I say."

.”

The IS members stared blankly at York running around. Inexplicably, they even laughed at York's panic. At this time, Valena and others, who were running quickly, approached the city 200 meters away. She shouted loudly on the radio

The order: "No. 5, destroy the enemy's heavy machine gun position."

The T-45A can ignore small and medium-caliber bullets, but the large-caliber machine gun can still penetrate its armor. After receiving Valena's order, Liu Feiyue, who was behind the starting position 500 meters away, was already ready.

The gun barrel of 2B11 has been removed from the No. 5 machine. The two-person gun crew does not carry a base. Instead, the gun barrel is connected to the T-45A, using the kneeling power armor as the base.

Liu Feiyue's helmet display has completed all the calculations for the ranging gun sight. After the muzzle was adjusted, a powerful anti-explosive grenade weighing 16 kilograms was loaded into it. Oops..., the sound of the gun sounded, which was unexpected.

There was a huge movement, and the shells had already flown out.

"Bastards, I'm just asking you, do you feel good?!" Liu Feiyue cursed at the same time as the shelling. A few seconds later, the shell flew hundreds of meters away and plunged into a machine gun pickup truck.

The pickup truck was hiding behind a ring of fortifications. It was supposed to be safe as it was covered by buildings, but now a large-caliber artillery shell hit it accurately.

The smoke and dust from the truck that had just self-destructed had not yet dissipated, and a dazzling light shone in the dark night. An explosion blew the pickup truck and several IS gangsters nearby into the sky. Vehicle parts and human body parts were flying everywhere.

Falling down sharply.

"It's great!" Watching the targets on the digital map being blown up into the sky, Valena, who could understand Chinese, shouted over the radio, "No. 5, keep going! Do you feel comfortable greeting these garbage for me?"

"Hahaha...!" The 'Thunder' team is all special warfare elites, and there are many people who can understand this greeting. The T-45A running at high speed is very powerful, fast and stable without getting tired, and the morale is high

Another member of Zhen's team members shouted: "No. 5, keep going! Would you like to greet these rubbish for me?"

Fine-tuning the gun body, another explosive grenade was stuffed into the barrel... Boo!

The shell went up to the sky... and fell down a few seconds later. This time it hit a broken wall. Behind the wall was a TAO 2 anti-tank missile launcher. The shelling just now had alerted its operators, who were operating the launcher's

Night vision goggles search for targets.

Grenades fell and smoke rose.

The 'TAO' 2 anti-tank missile exploded into pieces along with the two or three observers and controllers around him.

"It's great!" The supporting unmanned reconnaissance aircraft also sent new target instructions, and the Chinese soldiers controlling it also shouted on the radio from behind: "No. 5, continue! Do you feel comfortable greeting these garbage for us?"

The new target was a tank behind the front line. Several IS tank soldiers were hurriedly closing the tank door. Judging from the appearance of the tank, it should be a T-72 captured from the government forces.

Without waiting for the tank to start, armor-piercing shells dropped from the sky and penetrated into the soul. The ammunition of the tank was detonated, orange flames burst out, the turret was blown away, and several tank soldiers who had just entered were burned to coke.

All three shots hit, it was like a big explosion with a soul attached to it.

"It's great!" Seeing the three targets that pose the greatest threat to oneself on the digital map being killed one after another, the entire 'Thunder' team shouted in unison, "No. 5, keep going! How does it feel to greet these garbage for us?!"


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