Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1396: Don’t ask for happiness

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The wheels rumbling over, leading a helmeted soldier standing on an armored vehicle. An old-fashioned active infrared searchlight hung on the roof. Although this gadget is easy to expose itself, it can detect targets up to two kilometers away.

The machine guns on the armored vehicles were hung with bullet chains. The soldiers operating the machine guns pointed at the Raphael gang who was approaching the roadside with their muzzles, extremely alert. Raphael straightened his chest, intending to make himself more majestic. He deliberately aligned the shoulder mark of the "Hulf" troops, hoping that the other party could see it really.

Except for the leading car, the lights behind are all turned on. After all, not everyone has a night vision device. You need lights to see the road. Moreover, this road is far from the control area of ​​the Mexican Liberation Array, and the government army feels that it is basically safe.

After narrowing the distance, the lead car accelerated and came to a stop. The front hatch was opened, and the driver raised his head and shouted: "People in front immediately announce their identities, otherwise we will shoot."

Raphael crossed the spear diagonally and stepped forward with great force and shouted, "I still want to ask who are you?"

The two sides approached, and Raphael took out a flashlight and pointed it at the armored vehicle. After sweeping the armbands of the soldiers on the car, he said, "The third regiment, did you come out to death in the middle of the night?"

The soldiers on the armored vehicles also saw Raphael ’s dress. Just look at him draped over his body, equipped with complete equipment, this is the elite look. For the brutal gangster army, sometimes it is up to the person who confirms the identity.

Looking clearly at Raphael ’s armband, the soldiers on the leading car suddenly felt a little shorter. The ‘huwolf’ troops are directly under the president ’s troops from the capital, and their status far surpasses that of the big soldiers on the front.

"We received an order to move to Merida." The soldier of the lead vehicle replied.

"Oh." Raphael didn't care about the other person's answer at all, he just wanted to fool it. But wait for him to say hello and leave silently, the team behind him has already caught up. When he saw the size of the team, he immediately scolded ‘damn’ in his heart.

Third regiment, the third regiment, he meowed that one regiment was all dispatched!

At this time, Raphael wanted to understand the meaning of the so-called 'shift defense' in the soldiers' mouth. It was almost a move. "I thought it was a small army that was confusing, but now it is a regiment!"

Raphael and others felt that they were really in bad luck, even if they got lost, they still encountered this battle. But now it can only be put on the scalp no matter what, now even the most unbelievable Best knows that they can never be counseled, and it will be done!

"Raphael, it's up to you." Best whispered close to his teammates.

"I knew that I would rather hide." Raphael hated his leisure and nothing, and it was impossible to run lightly.

Sure enough, as soon as the next team came up, there was a bigger voice shouting on the team: "Why stop? What happened?"

This hearing is a shout in the head. Raphael can only calm down and continue to shout his posture: "I am the ancient force Second lieutenant of the" Wolf "unit. The road ahead is blocked, you must change the way."

"People of the" Wolf Wolf "?" An officer with a sullen face emerged from a command vehicle. "Show me the documents."

A lot of armed soldiers came down from the convoy, and they all surrounded five unlucky eggs one by one. Raphael could only find a document from his pocket and handed it over. The officer in the command vehicle took the document very politely and opened it.

The ID is naturally true, the photo on the ID is stained with blood, and it is not too real. The officers of the convoy picked up the radio microphone and contacted the division headquarters in Valladolid to confirm the situation, but the information went around-Captain Maersk, who commanded the "Wolf Wolf", was being run away by the twins. Then have time to answer?

I ca n’t get the verification information, but I do know that there is indeed a ‘huwolf’ unit operating nearby. So the convoy officer asked: "I just met with your commander Faramin yesterday, but I haven't seen you guys?"

When the officer asked, the surrounded soldier immediately pressed a few steps. Raphael had been a little bully for many years, and there were more tricks for this kind of fake momentum. He sneered in disdain: "Our commander has no time to see the garbage of your third regiment, he is not called flamen.

I stopped you out of good intentions. If you want to die, keep going. Do n’t blame me for not being blamed for being bombed. "

Convoy officers stared at Raphael coldly. Knowing that he must not be soft at this moment, Raphael also deliberately looked at him, so that the other party could not figure out his details. After half a ring, the officer asked, "What's ahead?"

"Traps, mines, roadside bombs and the like. There was a special force of the Moxie Formation that went deep into our rear to destroy. Some troops have been attacked." Raphael said frankly.

"So what shall we do now?" the officer continued to ask.

"How do I know?" Raphael shrugged. "I'm only responsible for clearing up the guerrillas that are roaming, but not your guide."

When it comes to this, it is almost over. The commander of the convoy grabbed the radio microphone and notified other officers and superiors to verify the information with each other. Raphael stood quietly and urged: "Okay, let us go. Let's see you later, how?"

How can I know that the convoy officer finished the radio contact and said to Raphael: "I have confirmed with the division, your team will temporarily follow us?"

"What? We are not a unit with you, you have no right to command us." Raphael protested on the spot.

But the officers of the convoy grinned broadly: "Either you come to the car yourself, or I let my men put you up. In short, you are under my command."

This is truly a disaster!

Raphael looked back at Best, and Best looked back at the convoy soldiers who surrounded him. This time I was really smart, and as a result, I rocked my feet.

Raphael uncomfortably got into the command car and said smoothly: "Give me the map."

A map was handed to Raphael. He unfolded the map and scanned the road with the lights in the car. He pointed at a fork and said, "It's safe to go here."

The fleet commander glanced and immediately ordered the convoy to divert, avoiding the so-called ‘dangerous zone ambushed by the guerrillas’. And not long after the convoy changed lanes, they really saw several military vehicles parked on the roadside and destroyed.

"Is there really a guerrilla activity nearby?" the officer of the convoy asked as he watched the scrap iron burnt into the frame. Those were vehicles that were taken by Captain Maersk during the day and were destroyed by the twins.

Raphael nodded pretendingly, but was too lazy to explain. Instead, the convoy officers got nervous and left the command vehicle to arrange for tighter defense and vigilance. There were only two soldiers and a few staff members staring at Raphael.

After a while, Best squeezed from another car, and whispered in Raphael's ear: "I contacted the twins on the radio."

"What do you mean ..., would you use radio?"

"Why do n’t I use radio stations?"

"Because I always feel that you are stupid."

"Asshole, I have the opportunity to beat you."

"What did the two elder sisters say? They must have asked us to calm down and will come to rescue us immediately."

"No, they let us ask for happiness."

"Fuck!"