Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 833: Close

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In the dark night, an old BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle drove through the dry desert amidst the booming engine sound. There are more than a dozen armored vehicles of various styles behind this vehicle, which are heading all the way to the important Syrian city of Raqqa.

The Middle East is now a big gunpowder barrel that has been exploded. More than a dozen countries and forces are entangled. Their respective interests are still contradictory, and the situation is extremely complicated. ISIS, which is damaging the world, has placed its center of rule at Laka on the banks of the Euphrates River.

It ’s a pity that in this Syrian "sixth largest city" with a population of 400,000, the green religious fanatics are here to dream of ruling the world. And now the Syrian government forces have launched an offensive against Raqqa, but ..., they will not be able to fight in a while.

Muslim, who likes to be brave and fierce, is actually a pile of weak scum, which is obviously in the 21st century, but their fighting ideas are still in the Middle Ages. Major Valena who arrived here despised the men here even more.

Major Valena is sitting in an armored delivery vehicle of the BMP convoy at this moment, in front of her is two dumb Syrian soldiers. The President of Syria ’s ‘Doctor’ strongly urged that those who brought him in this operation want to participate in this historic moment and share the honor.

If it was n’t for Mao Xiong ’s strong objection, ‘Doctor’ even wanted his people to equip T-45A to launch an attack. Hearing this request, Major Valena almost wanted to use a large caliber machine gun in his hand to collapse ‘Doctor’

A bunch of weak slags played in Syria for five years. These guys are weaker than the Italians. Their only way of fighting is to shoot boldly. That's right, they don't know where to shoot, and they don't have the tactical cooperation. After hiding in a wall, they just fire a few shots to indicate that they are fighting.

No matter how good the weapon will turn into a fire stick in the hands of Muslim, these guys staged countless battlefield anecdotes-such as an armored force surrendering to the enemy who opened the pick-up, or the guards cleaned the warehouse, hoping to hand over All the supplies can survive.

This is a group of hairless bipeds that are not as good as pigs.

Major Valena despised the Syrian soldier in front of the mantis mask, and the two Syrian soldiers collapsed at the moment. It's frustrating to learn that Daka, the old nest that was sent to attack ISIS, who knew that as soon as he got on the bus, he saw two robot monsters sitting in the car.

It ’s useless to call God at this time. Syrian soldiers do n’t know what they are. Just looking at the gun and the gun in the other person's hands, they felt that their crotch was a bit chilly after a long time-incontinence.

In the night vision of the praying mantis helmet, Major Valena clearly saw the scene in front of her. She could n’t help but scolded on the radio: “This bunch of waste, they actually urinated their pants in front of my face.”

Ha Ha Ha ..., a bunch of bear soldiers laughed loudly on the radio. Each armored vehicle sits with two soldiers from the 'Thunder' squad and two soldiers from the Syrian government army. Everyone sees the situation similarly.

"Urine pants are good, this one in front of me actually asked me if God is born? When I told him I believed in Jesus, he burst into tears and collapsed."

"The two idiots in front of me have been praying and praying, and they are still trying to convert me."

"I have someone who wants to prove that he is protected by God and provokes me. After being confronted with an iron fist, I am much more honest."

The radio became noisy, and the intense fighting atmosphere dissipated a lot. Major Valena suddenly shouted: "End of entertainment time, now shut up for me, we will attack in half an hour."

Raka was in a chaotic battle just as the "Thunder" squad was killing. The government army had been killed outside the city, and then it was impossible to move.

The lights are not visible in the night, but the tracers of various guns are flying everywhere. The sound of the guns has continued, and it sounds very lively, but in fact it is all fired randomly.

York stands at the top of an abandoned building with a night vision device, observes the entire city from a height, and retracts after watching it for a few seconds. He didn't worry about who could aim at him here, but about stray bullets that didn't know where to come from.

As an mercenary, York has been fighting in Syria for almost two years. He is actually a member of the Niujia SAS, and has to join this slapstick war as a civilian for the benefit of the country.

Not long ago, York and his companions discovered the Russian field hospital and led the Syrian anti-government army to launch artillery bombardments. For this matter, Mao Xiong has vowed to retaliate.

How can a bear bear retaliate? Rely on their backward fighters? Or do they rely on their smoking aircraft carriers? The sky in Syria is now controlled by Americans, and the bear ’s air force is so weak that it can only throw iron bombs, which is ridiculously inefficient.

Of course, there are even Muslims who are killed and killed on the battlefield. York didn't mean to discriminate against anyone, he just wanted to say that no matter which party's Muslim was in fact garbage.

People who write military history of the world should be shocked by the inferior military quality here. People here pay attention to ignorance is power, and perform various wonderful battle scenes every day.

"York, the Syrian government army sent a team of infantry fighting vehicles, aren't you going to say hello to them?" There was a call from the US military surveillance personnel on the radio.

"Where do they want to attack?" York asked.

"Area 11, we have notified Aidide's people that they are preparing a car bomb." US military surveillance personnel continued.

"Okay, I'll check it out now." York replied.

On the surface, Americans also attack ISIS, but in fact, they are just dogs raised by the CIA. The "Aidid" mentioned in the bulletin is the frontline commander of ISIS. In York's words-it was an ignorant and savage executioner.

Aidid's battle relied on his ardent Muslim, and his tactics were two tricks-car bombs for offense and roadside bombs for defense. But in such a clumsy way, Aidid actually became a famous player in ISIS, and York was very funny about this kind of thing.

When York led his team to meet the bearded Eddie, the latter was stuffing a child in his twenties into a suicide car.

"Relax, this car is very strong. Those hypocrites can't wear the steel plate above. It's dark, they can't even see you, and you can easily kill the past with your night vision."

"You just drove through and blew it up after entering the enemy's position. The next thing is to the Almighty God."

"You will get 72 holy virgins after ascending to heaven, guaranteeing you great satisfaction."

No matter how the child cried, Aided forced it into the car and forced the other person to drive with a gun. York is indifferent to this scene. Cold blood is the most basic quality of mercenary. He waited until the unlucky child was on the road before he coughed.

The bearded Edid saw York, immediately spread his arms and hugged, and said with a laugh: "Ah ..., my dear friend, I'm so happy to see you."

"I heard that you are in trouble, so come and see." York said.

"Oh ... no!" Aided raised his finger and shook, "It's not that I'm in trouble, but that my enemy is in trouble. The 'doctor''s men tried to kill us, but I want them to know I was wrong. It was them who got killed. Come on, let's see how miserable they will die. "(To be continued.)