Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 604: Simple task

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"Your mission is very simple, that is to drive the tank to the city to disturb, as much as possible to attract the opponent's attention and facilitate our other actions." Katrina returned to the Granit refuge and immediately began to arrange follow-up missions .

To give Zhou Qingfeng a batch of people, it is necessary to disturb the Mutant in Baltimore City. At this time, there is no better equipment than a tank that can rampage.

It ’s just that there is not enough armored vehicles in the hands of the Baltimore Action Team. The lightly armored 'Panhard' cannot resist the Mutant commonly equipped point 50 machine gun. The BTR-60 assault gun also lost most of its explosions in the previous night battle The reaction armor, even the sighting device, was almost completely destroyed.

And it happened that a tank was served by a small steamer, it was just rain in time, so Zhang Hong was sent to pick it up.

"The mission has been issued, we must complete it." As the predecessor of the armored combat vehicle, Julio boss is naturally the head of the team. "'Panhard' is not necessary to go, it is also in vain. Just my assault Cannon in addition Zhang Hong tank.

However, all the external electronic sighting devices of the assault gun were destroyed, and it will not be repaired for a while, and someone must give me instructions. So Zhang Hong is going to light me up. "

"What is lighting?" Zhang Hong is still a rookie that has only been trained for two months.

"I'm blind, you have to rush to the front to help me find the enemy, I'm in charge of the black gun at the back. If you can deal with it, you can deal with it, if you can't deal with it, then run away, let me use a big pipe to bomb. , I will probably follow you at a distance of two hundred to four hundred meters behind you. "Dad Julio explained.

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

Julio immediately scolded: "Now you have armor, I don't have armor. Too close to you, the fool knows to hit me."

After a bad swearing, the inexperienced Zhang Hong looked back at its crew members and said with some frustration: "Do n’t worry too much, we have practiced in Havana for two months anyway."

The driver said at once: "But I still lack training, I just opened it."

The gunner shouted: "Our guns are not good, and the ammunition is bad."

The loader is not confident, "I am slow to load."

嘚 ......, one by one.

“No matter what you do, you ca n’t discuss the combat mission.” Zhang Hong can only take out his majesty as the captain, and drag the crew members to the battlefield. When he wanted to come, it was harassment anyway, so I was running around the field.

The morale of the four-car team almost became negative. They boarded their tanks and rushed into the city of Baltimore after starting. This is a Soviet-made T-62A main battle tank. It was a product of the 1960s. Cuba received this weapon after receiving Soviet military assistance.

This stuff used to be the main force of Soviet armor, but it has become as old as BTR-60 with the passage of time. Lena Fox cleaned up these old antiques in the Cuban arsenal for renovation, and installed some modern equipment. But the old foundation of this car is too poor, can only be said to be barely usable.

"If we meet the M1A3 of the US military, we will definitely die." In the car, the gunner and the loader were chatting in a whisper.

"Shut up!" Zhang Hong immediately reprimanded the words in the car's communication system and said impatiently: "Please cheer me up, otherwise I will really die. Let's say our opponent is Mutant So big guys can be stuffed into the tank? Maybe the enemy does n’t have a tank at all. "

The crew members went straight into the city center along Highway 26 again, all the way smoothly, and the Mutant sentry really had no way to get the tank. Due to the lack of night vision equipment, they often just see the tank approaching, and the opponent has already run away.

"Emergency stop, hold on, let's drive." We went deeper into the enemy's realm, and originally thought that the terrible scenes that tens of thousands of Mutant threw up did not appear, but the whole city was deserted at night. After running for half an hour, Zhang Hong became emboldened and decided to try a shot.

"Three hundred meters to the left, a white five-story building, there is a fire point on the third floor, fire a grenade, kill it!" Zhang Hong indicated the target to the gunner through his captain's periscope.

The Mutant in the building opposite did not know where it came from, but actually fired at the tank with a heavy machine gun. The bullet hit the turret and jingled.

The gunner immediately pointed the barrel of the gun and stepped on the launch pedal after aiming. Inside the narrow turret was a deafening gunshot, a muzzle was exploded from the muzzle, and the brave Mutant was about to blast into scum!

"Yeah!" The four-person car group was suddenly full of momentum and cheered in unison. Even the assault gunner Julio, who was following, praised them on the radio, saying that they responded quickly and handled them properly.

"Okay, move on and find the next target." Zhang Hong said cheerfully. But it didn't take long for the radio to hear the cries of Father Julio, "All four of you idiots, stop me and come back."

The nearly 40-ton T-62A immediately stopped with a brake, leaving a deep mark on the concrete floor. When it returned to the BTR-60 assault gun, it was seen that Julio father was protruding half of his body from the turret, and looked up tensely with his night vision.

"What happened?" Zhang Hong asked.

"Look at the ground, don't you find any rut marks?" Dad Julio cursed angrily.

Zhang Hong also protruded his head from inside the turret, and soon saw a lot of tracks on a road near the car body. The driver of the T-62A also raised his head from his hatch, and said doubtfully: "Did we get lost and go back to where we started?"

"Fool, shut up, we have two cars, but there are at least ten cars with track marks in front of us." Zhang Hong subconsciously lowered their voices, and a sweat came from their foreheads. He knew that it was definitely the tank that could leave such obvious marks.

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

"What? Daddy, the enemy has more than a dozen cars. I only have one. You asked me to look for the enemy. Will you come back if you find it?" Zhang Hong couldn't help crying.

“It ’s because of the large number of enemies that you have to find out the enemies. Hurry up and go. The T-62A you ran fast will be okay. It ’s just a simple task.” Julio ordered.

Dad, you lied to me!

Thinking that there might be more than a dozen tanks waiting for himself in the night, Zhang Hong was almost crying and leading the team to find enemies who did n’t know where. He started driving slowly, but he quickly reacted-Laozi opened Isn't it slow to target the enemy? It must be fast!

The T-62A soared like a greyhound and ran along the road. Zhang Hong also got rid of himself, holding a night vision device and protruding his head from the turret and looking around.

A few hundred-horsepower engines thundered in the dark, one nearer to the other. After a while, I heard a stronger engine sound in the distance, and the Zhang Hong shouted loudly from the radio, "Dad, come and save me! A lot of M60 came after my butt!" (To be continued.)