Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 495: Leader of the legion

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Hua Xia teaches some weapons, including the elite "Black Claw" mercenary, and even more and more complete. After all, one is a housekeeper, and the other is an assassin. The assassin is **** the front.

So when Qin Weidong leads the team to launch a surprise attack on Mérida, it sets a fighting principle-fight fast and slow, and leave with one blow. What he was afraid of was getting entangled by the enemy.

The guerrilla warfare without maneuver is to find death. When I noticed that Zhang Hong and others were trapped, Qin Weidong did n’t think of going back to rescue, but fled off the tail, and at most talked to Zhou Qingfeng. The next thing he can do is attract a large army of enemies, and then he can only do what he wants.

And thinking of making a big achievement, Gesar really took the Qin Weidong with a huge chasing team of more than a thousand and pushed like a dog. As for the small army that remained trapped in the city, he threw it to his brother Hills.

Hills ’fighting style is very similar to that of his brother, but it is even more ruthless. He took several armored vehicles to surround the Zhang Hong and others, but after he was bombed on an armored vehicle, he gave up the idea of ​​using equipment to consume the other party.

In the battle of world's end, the rapid wear and tear of equipment is difficult to add, even a gun is precious. But the military industry either disappeared or was destroyed by nuclear bombs. In addition to stocks within a few years, any formal equipment is difficult to manufacture, and life can be said to be more valuable than equipment.

In order to avoid unnecessary losses, Hills ordered the security forces to demolish the walls and advance, surrounded by iron barrels. He didn't even bother to use mortars, he directly ordered to advance to a certain distance and threw grenades at positions entrenched by Zhang Hong and others.

In the night of Heilonglongdong, the security forces can only rely on torch lighting. They do n’t know where Zhang Hong and others are? However, there were dozens of grenade throws in the sky, and the throwing of the cover still made people nowhere to hide.

Zhang Hong and others are really useless and indignant. More than a dozen people were bombarded like mice and could not dig into the ground. Finally, they decided to fight assault as soon as they gritted their teeth.

"Brothers, see you in your next life. It looks like you are not blessed to take care of my four ocean horse wives." Zhang Hong was already covered in smoke at the moment, he took his heavy machine gun off the gun holder In his arms, a miserable person who wants to be generous.

And a dozen other people are also planning to take a fight. Before dying, they all bragged about how good the wife they were assigned was, but other comrades were not blessed. But when these dozen people wanted to be martyrs, the radio station assigned to them suddenly rang.

"Two in a row? Is anyone still alive?"

"We are all here, except for a few people who have more shrapnel on them, everyone has complete parts. But we ca n’t stick to it anymore. The big guy does n’t want to be blown to death, and decided Launch an assault.

No matter who you are, the wife of our class who stays in Havana will trouble you to take care of it. There are about sixty wives in a dozen people, brothers, you have to take it easy. "The communications soldiers in the class were also determined to die, and he no matter who sent the newsletter, he confessed his last words.

It ’s just that the voice of this call did n’t see any mood swings. I ’m not happy or sad. I just said lightly: "My wife ca n’t take care of you too much. Your wife keeps you to raise it for yourself now. Hide it and stick to it, I will save you. "

When I heard someone contacting myself, the entire second row of people wondered if they should say something before they died? But after hearing the other party's words, the correspondent asked: "Brother, do you know how many people we are surrounded by? Get out, don't get caught in."

The other party remained silent for a few seconds, but said in a deep voice: "I am Victor Hugo, the leader of your army, I will not leave you alone."

Lying trough! Hearing this, the signal soldier was like seeing God. He lay on several rotten bricks and shouted: "The leader of the army is talking to us. He said he would come to rescue us personally and tell us to hide well and don't die too fast."

Really? It is said that the leader of the regiment is invincible, invincible in the world, traversing New York and traversing the world, and even the nuclear bomb can not be killed. The dozen or so men who have just been so hard-hearted immediately decided to be a turtle. Everyone feels ‘um ... I can still torment again, waiting for the head of the army to rescue. ’

So looking for cover, looking for cover, looking for craters, some people still hid optimistically after hiding: "Who just said you do n’t want your own wife? Give it to me."

"It is Zhang Hong."

"Yes Zhang Hong."

"Yes Zhang Hong."

A bunch of big-headed soldiers are waiting to be rescued with fear, and at the same time not forgetting to laugh at their companions. Zhang Hong lame with his deputy shooter and jumped into the crater where the shells exploded before, loudly countered: "Go away, and remember my wife can turn your face!"

In the outer circle, the commanding hills carried a night vision device and stared at the battlefield where grenades flew. The angry army scolded the security forces for idiots and waste. Lost? It's all thrown onto your own head. "

Night battles and street battles require a high degree of organization and coordination, but the Mexican security forces are clearly unorganized and undisciplined. They attacked with a will to live, but it didn't take long for a long-term malnourished body to be overwhelmed. The vigorous activity caused several people to suddenly faint during the battle, and even died suddenly.

This situation forced Hills to adjust the front line frequently, and had to send his elite men to supervise the war. Finally, he simply organized the daring team to advance ahead of time, and could not consume Zhang Hong and other bullets.

But in the end, even the death squad was useless, and both sides reached the point where they were exhausted. One side has no ammunition and no way out, the other side has no physical strength or will, and can't move anyway.

"Go to dispatch another batch of security forces, and the group now surrounded cannot be moved, otherwise it must be collapsed." Hills also knew that the security forces under his control could not be forced anymore. Those Mexicans had not eaten for a few months. After a full meal, tossing all night is almost off.

Only with this subpoena, Hills found that none of the three herald servicemen who should be with him were present, only fifteen or six armed guards looked at each other. He couldn't help but be surprised at the stability: "How many servicemen?"

The radio station for command is still on the service personnel, and Hill only carries the intercom for small internal use. He shouted a few times on the intercom, but got no response.

Did you make a mistake? In this dark night, dozens of elite mercenarys of the 'Black Claw' troops flew stray bullets and gunshots were shuddering on the ruins of the street. Losing the ability to communicate, I was able to contact hundreds of commanders just now and immediately felt lonely.

"Something is amiss, go back and find it." As a commander, Hills did not place a large number of votes around him, but scattered and organized attacks. He himself has been walking around on the battlefield, not many people around him. As for the few servicemen, they just followed behind.

When Hill turned back, he could not help seeing a black shadow standing in the ruins of the street more than ten meters away, even with night vision, it was dim and indistinct. The other party wore a black hood.

"Stop, who are you?" There was such a weird person on the battlefield, and anyone should feel cold in his heart. Hills shrank back and hid behind the guards, snarling with evil voices. The guards under his hands locked the target with firearms at each end.

The loosing hand loosened and threw a corpse. He mocked at the muzzle: "You are too close to me, already dead."

"Arrogant, kill him!"

The sound of gunshots is chaotic ... (To be continued.)