Rise of the Wasteland

"Your mission is very simple. Just drive the tank to the city to make troubles, and try to attract the opponent's attention as much as possible for our other actions." Katrina returned to the Granite shelter and immediately began to arrange follow-up missions.

In order to send Zhou Qingfeng a batch of manpower, the mutants in Baltimore must be disturbed. At this time, no equipment is better than a tank that can run rampant.

But now the Baltimore Action Team has insufficient armored vehicles. The lightly armored 'Panhard' can't help the mutants generally equipped with a point-weight machine gun. The BTR-6o assault gun also lost most of its explosions in the previous night battle Reactive armor, even the sighting device, was almost completely lost.

It just happened that one of the tanks was delivered by a small steamer, which was just rain in time, so Zhang Hong was sent to pick up the tank.

"The mission has been assigned, we must complete it." As a senior who played armored chariots, Boss Julio was naturally the leader of the team. "'Pan Harde' doesn't have to go, and it's a waste. It's me Assault gun plus Zhang Hong's tank.

However, all the external electronic sighting devices of the assault gun were destroyed, and they would not be repaired at half-a-minute time. Someone had to give me directions. So Zhang Hong is going to light up for me. "

"What's the lighting?" Zhang Hong was still a rookie trained for only two months.

"I am blind. You have to rush in front to help me find the enemy. I am responsible for the black gun in the back. If you can deal with it, run away, let me use a big pipe to bomb. You do n’t be afraid, I probably You will follow from the first two hundred to four hundred meters behind you, "explained Julio Dad.

"It's not afraid it seems impossible." Zhang Hong swallowed silently, and said nervously, "Daddy Julio, can you get closer to me? How about within 100 meters?"

Julio immediately scolded: "Now you have armor, I have no armor. Too close to you, the fool knows to hit me."

After being scolded, Zhang Hong, who was not skilled, looked back at his crew members, and said with some frustration, "Don't worry too much. We have also practiced in Havana for two months."

The driver immediately said, "But I still lack training, and I just started."

The gunner even shouted, "Our artillery is not very good and the ammunition is bad."

The loader was also not confident, "I load more slowly."

Hmm ..., one is more wasteful than the other.

"No, you have to do it, and the combat mission has not been discussed." Zhang Hong finally had to take out his majesty as a captain and pull the crew members to the battlefield. When he wanted to come, anyway, it was harassment, and I couldn't help but run around.

The morale of the four-person team almost turned negative. They boarded their tanks and rushed into Baltimore after starting. This is a Soviet-made T-62a main battle tank, a product of the 1960s. Cuba received Soviet military assistance to obtain this weapon.

This thing used to be the main force of the Soviet armor, but over time it has become as old as the BTR-6o. Lena Fox cleaned up these old antiques in the Cuban arsenal for refurbishment and installed some modern equipment. But the old foundation of this car is too poor, and it can only be said that it can barely be used.

"If we encounter the US military m1a3, it will definitely be a shot." Inside the car, the gunner and the loader chatted in a low voice.

"Shut up!" Zhang Hong heard the words of his men in the car's communication system, and immediately impatiently rebuked: "Both cheer me up, or I will really die. Besides, our opponent is a mutant, you think so Can a big man be stuffed into a tank? Maybe the enemy has no tank at all. "

The crew members once again went straight into the city center along Route 26, and the journey went smoothly. The mutants' outposts really had no way to take the tank. Due to the lack of night vision equipment, they often just saw the tank approaching, and the opponent had already run away.

"Emergency stop, stabilize, let's start a conversation." Deep into the enemy's realm, the terrible scene that originally thought that tens of thousands of mutants would be thrown up did not appear, but the whole city was deserted at night. After running for half an hour, Zhang Hong became bold and decided to fire a shot.

"Three hundred meters away from the left, a white five-story building. There is a fire point on the third floor. One grenade, kill it!" Zhang Hong instructed the gunner through his captain's periscope.

The opposite building did not know where the mutants came from, and actually fired a heavy machine gun at the tank. The bullet hit the turret and clanged.

The gunner immediately pointed the barrel of the gun, stepped on the shooting pedal after aiming. Inside the narrow turret was a deafening gunshot, and a muzzle grenade spewed from the muzzle. When the brave mutant on the opposite side was about to blast into slag!

"Yeah!" The four-man crew burst into momentum and cheered in unison. Even the assault commander Julio, who followed him, praised him on the radio, saying that they responded quickly and dealt with properly.

"Well, move on and look for the next goal." Zhang Hong said happily. But it was not long before the cry of Father Julio came from the radio. "You four idiots, stop me and come back."

Nearly forty tons of T-62a immediately stopped with a brake, leaving a deep mark on the cement floor. When it returned to the BTR-6o assault gun, he saw that Julio's father was probing out of his body from the turret, holding the night vision gaze nervously to look around.

"What happened?" Zhang Hong asked.

"Look at the ground, don't you see any rut marks?" Father Julio scolded irritably ~ www.readwn.com ~ Zhang Hong also poked his head out of the turret, and soon saw a piece near the car body. There are a lot of track marks on the road. The pilot of T-62a also raised his head from his hatch and said doubtfully, "Are we lost and back to where we came from?"

"Stupid, shut up, we only have two cars, but there are at least ten cars in front of the tracks." Zhang Hong lowered his voice subconsciously, and his forehead was sweating. He knew very well that it was definitely the tank that could leave such obvious marks.

"Zhang, find out the enemy tanks. I imagine they should be nearby." Julio ordered.

"What? Dad, I have only ten or so cars from the enemy. You asked me to look for the enemy. Can I still come back after finding this?" Zhang Hong couldn't help but cry.

"It's because of the large number of enemies that you need to find them out. Hurry up, your T-62a will run fast, and you can be smart. It's just a simple task." Julio ordered.

Daddy, you lie to me!

Thinking that there might be more than a dozen tanks waiting for himself in the night, Zhang Hong was almost crying and led the team to find the enemy who did n’t know where he was. He started slowly at the beginning, but quickly reacted—Lao Tzu drove slowly. Isn't it a target for the enemy? Must be fast!

So T-62a soared like a greyhound, running around the road. Zhang Hong himself also cut out, holding out a night vision goggles and looking out from the turret.

The motive of several hundred horsepower blasted in the night, and it was a while away. After a while, I heard a stronger motive sound from the distance, and Zhang Hong shouted loudly on the radio, "Daddy, come and save me! I got a lot of m6o behind my ass!" "(To be continued.) 8 More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading school