death of hope

Chapter 181 "Enterprise Warrior" (97) Bloody Battle Together

Lynch's Notepad
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After a week of fighting, the 104th Division lost a lot, and the other brother troops were similar.

I'm glad I didn't shrink back and embarrass the company, or become crazy and love to kill, just skilled and doing my job.

War correspondents said that only by following us marines and experiencing the front line in person can we understand the hardships of fighting in the tropical rainforest.

But in the eyes of the commander, it was just a series of monotonous casualties on the computer screen.

On the whole, we have great advantages, and Tadalin's sporadic small-scale harassment is powerless to affect the overall situation.

The million-strong army of the Human Federation is step by step controlling and encroaching on the entire planet, whether it is land or sea, it must be taken away from the aborigines.

The ridiculous thing is that the biggest trouble now is not from the enemy, but from the observation team of the Star Alliance. These people deliberately pick pricks, and jump out to warn this and that. This is inhumane, and that is not environmentally friendly.

To say our tactics violate the Covenant War regulations is disgusting.

In response to the endless warnings from the Star Alliance observation group, the Human Federation responded by neither ignoring them nor listening to them in their entirety.

This is hard for us as soldiers. Sometimes we watch the enemy sneak into the underground fortifications and want to call for air support, but the response we get is always waiting for the headquarters to discuss.

By the time the slow-moving old fellows finished their discussions, the enemy had already slipped away along the passage.

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Lynch's Notepad
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Today's situation is very delicate, everyone knows that they can win, the chiefs get promoted and get rich, the military contractors earn a lot of money, the people hold the celebration early, only us soldiers on the front line have suffered.

In fact, since the loss of air supremacy, the defender's defeat was already doomed, and the only question left was whether the battle loss ratio was good.

The generals naively thought that the Tadalin people had exhausted all their tricks, and they were already at the end of their rope, and they were sitting and waiting to die.

Who would have thought that all of a sudden, this group of savages would engage in electronic warfare in a decent manner. Needless to say, there must be support from extraterrestrial consultants behind them, and some countries that hate humans in the Star Alliance are secretly providing weapons.

Skilled hackers broke through the firewall and invaded our command network. The command center was in chaos and intelligence was leaked.

Then came the big trouble, when unknown devices started jamming our encrypted radios,
Taking advantage of the chaos, the Tadarin fighters changed their previous tactics and began to use electromagnetic pulse rifles to deal with our high-tech equipment.

The drones and battle robots hit by the electromagnetic pulse immediately turned into piles of useless scrap metal,
The intelligent control system of heavy armored infantry equipment has become Achilles' heel,
Once hit, the power exoskeleton loses its function, and it is difficult to bear the weight of the armor with the body.

A large number of garbled characters appeared on the display screen of the smart helmet, and the auxiliary aiming system of the individual soldiers was also paralyzed.

In order to move and aim and shoot, the helmet had to be removed and the armor removed, so the hoplites lost their advantage.

The enemy launched a large-scale counterattack in the afternoon, and the friendly forces on both wings collapsed one after another. Even so, the Spartan elite infantry company led by Mad Dog Johnny still maintained high morale.
Like a stubborn reef in a raging wave.

Our weapons are powerful and our bodies are strong enough to hold the upper hand even without armor protection.

What happened next was outrageous, the enemy actually hid a large number of cavalry underground,
The Taldarines do not ride horses, they ride a six-legged lizard,

This kind of big guy with tough scales is completely immune to small-caliber bullets. He opened his mouth wide and spit out purple-red snake letters. He walked swiftly in the forest terrain, and could tear off his entire shoulder with just one bite.

The knights of Taldarin wear light armor, with golden crowns on their heads and bright feathers on their backs, somewhat like priests in Mayan pyramids.

Armed with laser pistols, some even armed with retro eight-foot spears, these gorgeously dressed warriors rushed to stab us in the heart.

Old-fashioned tactics were eliminated by us humans hundreds of years ago. Our powerful bullets are enough to penetrate lizard scales and light armor worn by knights.

It doesn't matter if the aim assist system is gone, we all keep the iron sights on our guns, Sergeant Oleg always said that girls use electronic sights, real men use machine sights.

Turning his head to look, sure enough, he was quite excited at the moment, and his eyes were already red-eyed.

Under Johnny's command, we used machine gun crossfire to teach these barbarians a good lesson. The density of firepower made up for the accuracy. The gorgeous Tadarim cavalry was swept away by bullets like harvested crops. fall.

At this time, an unknown number of Tadarin snipers appeared on the branches of the towering tree. Taking advantage of our firepower being attracted by the cavalry, they shot at us condescendingly.

The handsome corporal Oswald was blown off his head, his shiny blond hair was dyed red, and the fellow was killed. Naturally, the sharpshooter McCully was furious, and took out a heavy anti-material sniper rifle to shoot at his counterparts in the tree.

One of the battlefield rules is that the enemy must never be allowed to maintain a high altitude advantage. Mad Dog Johnny winked at me and Sergeant Oleg, pointed upwards, and then made a fist. We immediately understood each other,
The planet's weak gravity, combined with the strong thigh muscles we developed through squats, allows us to leap towering branches with the help of jetpacks.

When we jumped up to the Tal'darin snipers, the wretched guys in the pit were scared to pee.

I enjoyed the fear in the eyes of the enemy, jumping continuously between the tree trunks, killing a dozen snipers in a row.

The same goes for Johnny the Mad Dog and Oleg. As the enemy cavalry was wiped out, more and more brothers joined us, and the snipers in the trees began to retreat. They used a strange compressed gas tank and rope. Move quickly between giant trees.

"Kill our brother, pretending to be coercive and trying to run away?" Of course, Johnny the Mad Dog couldn't agree, and led us to chase after him with a cigar in his mouth.

When I was chasing after the victory, my rifle jammed, and I pulled out the laser pistol, only to realize that I was interfered by the enemy's electromagnetic pulse, and the electronic equipment could not be used.

I instantly remembered the warnings of the veterans, "Don't trust the weapons in your hands, they are all made by the manufacturer with the lowest bid in the bidding!"

Helpless, I could only pull out my engineering shovel and bite the bullet to keep up.

Some Tadarin snipers chose to stay and block in order to cover the retreat of their companions. A bullet slashed against my scalp, and warm blood poured down my cheeks and neck into my collar.

It was really dangerous at that time, and I almost saw God. I can swear that I was brave and fearless at that time, and the accelerated adrenaline secretion made me completely ignore the pain on the top of my head.

The man who wounded me was reloading, and I jumped at the opportunity,

The multi-purpose engineer shovel we equipped has a blade on one side and a serration on the other. With all my strength, I threw the shovel like a dagger. The howling wind can prove its strength.

Half of the shovel blade sank into the thin Tadarine's chest, destroying his ribs and viscera, instantly killing him, and his body fell down.

When I spotted another Tadarin sniper aiming at the back of Sergeant Oleg, I was already unarmed,

So, I used the most primitive and instinctive weapon of human beings, the fist.

With the awareness and fury of revenge for my comrades in arms, I took a shot in the shoulder and hit the guy in the jaw with a big Russian swing.

The blow knocked out several teeth, and the concussion caused him to be powerless to fight back.

Next, I grabbed the sniper's shoulders and head, snapping his slender neck.

After we drove the enemy out of the battlefield, the reinforcements came too late, and the comrades couldn't laugh at all. This battle lost twelve brothers.

Rogers, a war correspondent as crazy as Johnny the Mad Dog, used an antique film camera to record the images of our battles.

A beautiful and shy little nurse cut off my blood-stained clothes with a blushing face, and when assisting the doctor to remove the bullet fragments for me, Rogers patted my back gently,
The kid was full of pride, shaking the video tape in his hand, grinning almost to the ears:
"Hey, Big Lynch, congratulations, the other reporters were scared away or the equipment failed, and I was the only one who got the scoop! The fight was so intense and exciting!
This time, I will definitely win the Pulitzer Prize!Promotion and salary increase are easy!And your Spartan company is going to be famous! "

(End of this chapter)