Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 963: Containment

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For the 50-year-old US military, night vision devices are considered absolutely high-tech. Ordinary soldiers do n’t want to equip, and the tank will not wait until the M46 "Barton" of the ninth level becomes the standard. Faced with accurate and deadly bullets in the dark, the US military responsible for repairing the Watergate Bridge seemed extremely helpless.

And when the tank that guards itself suddenly fires against itself, it even makes the American infantry platoon responsible for defense collapse instantly. When the shooting stopped, the whole scene was dead and wounded. The living American troops all raised their hands and surrendered.

The Zhou Qingfeng, who was facing a bad situation, became extremely excited by venting. He ordered his men to bomb at least a dozen cannons, and half of the casualties on the scene were due to him. After the scene was calm, he jumped out of the tank and twisted his body a few times, thereby calming the tumbling blood.

"Put the captives together, and the officers watch alone. The clothes on the corpses are quickly peeled off and the weapons are collected. Especially if you find something to eat, everyone must be hungry."

Zhou Qingfeng walked around the battlefield and issued orders continuously. It was especially happy to count the loot. "The Americans are still working with the heater. The kerosene heater is turned to the maximum.

The fierce platoon leader is simply a **** out of hell, scaring the American soldiers with their hands up to death. They were still working for the first second, and almost died for the next second.

Especially this group of enemies that emerged from the night is extremely savage. The killing does not mean stripping clothes, the scene is like a slaughterhouse.

"Planner, here!" A soldier handed Zhou Qingfeng a US military cotton hat and a pair of gloves, and even a lot of red and white brains were contaminated on the hat.

At low temperatures, the brain plasma freezes into a hard mass. Zhou Qingfeng stretches his hand to peel it off before putting it on his head. Although a bit dirty, he didn't care. The corpses at the scene were all stripped off quickly, and the clothes were collected even if they were rotten, because they are now very precious.

The corpses and captives were searched one by one, and the weapons and ammunition were not valued. Instead, the chocolates and candy that American soldiers like to carry with them are the most popular.

Zhou Qingfeng stuffed four or five chocolates in his mouth, but he ate more and more hungry while eating. When other soldiers were very satisfied with the seizure, he was crazy, "Lao Tzu hates to eat human flesh now!"

Zhou Qingfeng's consumes far more than ordinary people. His extreme hunger makes his eyes red, and everyone ca n’t help but be afraid to see him. There were only more than ten captives alive. The officer was an engineer platoon leader and was affiliated with the 1st Engineer Battalion of the 1st Marine Division.

"We moved faster and returned to the U.S. military position in the ancient soil as soon as the enemy did not respond. I hope we can get the diesel we need so much from the enemy."

The attack speed of Zhou Qingfeng is too fast, so fast that this US military has failed to issue a warning on the radio. The US military in ancient soil should not know the situation here. Just as he was about to pack up and take the captives to the ancient soil, the soldiers on the periphery suddenly shot.

"What happened?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, and the gunshots made him nervous. This was the enemy behind the heavy soldiers, and there was only one way to provoke the big troops.

"The platoon leader, someone outside touched us." the alert soldier shouted.

In the face of surprise, there was really a shout in the dark night: "Do n’t shoot, we are the 172nd Regiment Reconnaissance Company. This bridge was just bombed by us. Which unit are you from?"

Yeah ..., I met a master. It is not something that ordinary people can do to blow up enemy bridges in this bitter cold weather.

"We are in the 178th regiment, come here." Zhou Qingfeng looked at it with night vision and confirmed that the other party should be his own.

Some ragged savages soon appeared in the dark night. Seeing their messy appearance, they suffered more than Zhou Qingfeng. The first outstretched hand was frozen and blackened, and the skin was full of frozen and cracked mouths, which was extremely scary.

"My surname is Zhao, the instructor in Lianli." The first person was extremely interested in the equipment of Zhou Qingfeng and others, and then he was surprised at the corpses of American troops everywhere.

"Are you really good enough? We took a lot of effort to kill the guards here and blow up the bridge. But you took out two of the two platoons and even the enemy tanks. . "

"We were originally a tank platoon."

"Tank platoon? Are you not from the Scout Company?"

The instructor was even more surprised, but Zhou Qingfeng greeted his men to get the US military clothes, food and drink for the other party. In particular, a pot of boiled snow water drank into the stomach, making the other party look much better.

Heavy palms were wrapped with gauze, and the broken shoes at the foot were replaced with US military wool high boots, and a plush jacket and coat were added to the body. The warm temperature was enough to instantly increase the popularity of the person.

"What about the rest of you?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, thinking he was just trying out the first wave.

But Lao Zhao looked back at his fellow comrades like refugees and whispered bitterly: "We have had a lot of losses in the reconnaissance company over the past few days, and now there are only six left to follow me. Others have already sacrificed , Or do not know where to go.

I have lost contact with my superior, and I thought I would blow up the bridge and return to the army. But I didn't expect the enemy to come so fast, nor did you expect you to appear. "

"Then let's go with us, otherwise you have to die outside." Zhou Qingfeng greeted, and immediately began to put the captive on the car, and he walked toward the tank.

"Where are you going?" Lao Zhao asked.

"Go to the U.S. military position in the ancient soil and see if I can get past it? If I can, I want to grab some diesel."

Zhou Qingfeng jumped into the tank, and the bodies of several dead American crew members were quickly thrown out. He took off the corpse's tank cap and goggles and put on a thick cashmere waistcoat, waving his hand behind him.

'Old Machine Gun' followed an armored car and truck with a hand of people to keep up, and also beckoned to Lao Zhao: "Come on, follow us and have a long line of meat."

Everyone in the platoon was laughing, and their raid was a success. None of them were killed or injured. And compared to the shabbyness of walking on the road, they are much more puffy at the moment.

And Lao Zhao ’s people are collectively stupid, but it seems that they have nowhere else to go. I'm going to cross the mountains and go back again, I'm afraid I will die in this ice and snow.

After getting in the car, Lao Zhao kept asking questions.

"What's the matter with your gun?"

"Goods seized, with night vision."

"You really are tank soldiers running out of diesel?"

"The tank assisted by the bear bear ca n’t move without diesel."

"Your platoon leader is really brave."

"You didn't see it when he was so bold!"

In the leading tank, Zhou Qingfeng is forcing the captain of the U.S. engineer platoon, and at the same time asking him to talk to his superior on the radio as he wishes.

"Blasted bridges are seriously damaged and require a rut bridge to repair."

"The infantry platoon stays in place to guard, we will come back to get the equipment."

"If you can, give us something to eat, we are all hungry."

After finishing the call with the superior, the engineer platoon leader said to Zhou Qingfeng despite the trembling, "You can't succeed, don't want to use this manpower to break through our position. I think your situation is very bad, maybe it should be Consider surrendering to save your life. "

In the face of persuasion, Zhou Qingfeng's sneered terribly!