Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 1139 Showdown

Ben was as angry as a volcano erupting. ???? Maps, tables and chairs, computers, all kinds of messy objects were thrown wildly by him. A pistol has already been loaded with more than a dozen magazines by him, and the command tent is full of transparent bullet holes.

After roaring for about ten minutes, when Bane walked out of the tent, the trembling cronies around him were shocked to find that the image of their leader had changed drastically. Originally, Bane was fierce and gloomy, but now he was wild and full of anger, his rough hair stood on end, and his furious face was like a wounded beast.

"Do you think I'm going to die?" Ben's eyes were sharp, scanning the terrified cronies around him. He said in a low tone: "If I am finished, you will not have a good time. No one will give you your current life and status, and the Aurora Legion will treat you as black slaves."

At the moment, those surrounding Bane are the commanders of various units under him. Although they have a lot of dissatisfaction with Bane, they also know that their power comes from the entire group. When the news came that Soyo had been taken, they immediately felt they had lost their roots and their will was shaken.

A power without a well-established logistics base cannot exist for too long. There are countless living examples of how pitiful the wandering people are.

The situation was so urgent that someone immediately said in a deep voice, "Ban, let's kill Soyo immediately."

This is the easiest solution, but also the most difficult. Ben rejected this opinion with a single sentence, "Even if we return to Soyo smoothly all the way, and the whole Soyo is found to be blown up, what should we do? Can we return to Luanda again?"

The greatest value of Soyo is that there is a well-preserved oil refinery there, and it is very close to the Cabinda oil field in the north, making it a rare industrial base. But it is too easy to destroy it, a fire is enough.

If they return to Soyo after working so hard and find that their old nest has been destroyed, no one will have the confidence to lead their troops back to Luanda. There is no future, no hope, I am afraid that a large number of people will defect to the Aurora Legion on the way.

Small soldiers can still save their lives by defecting, but the senior officers around Ben can't even think about living a good life. After thinking about this relationship clearly, Ben naturally wouldn't look back. He sternly shouted, "Take down Luanda, and go all out to take down Luanda. If we can't take down this city, we're all doomed."

Taking advantage of the strength and superiority in troops and equipment, Bane's 30,000 people immediately attacked the Luanda army's position like a tide. Large-caliber heavy artillery bombarded the wide minefield, and the explosion caused countless mines, and several passages into the city were opened in the earth-shattering fireworks.

This desperate situation immediately put great pressure on Zhou Qingfeng who was guarding the city, and many fronts were reporting to him the powerful offensive of the enemy.

"There was a gap in the minefield in Area B, and at least ten battalions of enemies rushed in."

"The Cacuaco District was heavily fought, and the Expeditionary Forces reported heavy artillery fire and heavy losses."

"Our artillery is counterattacking, but all the enemy planes rushed over, and our air defense is equal to a blank."

Successive news spread to the "Doomsday" train, this armored monster has been hiding on the temporary construction of the emergency railway. As the chief of staff, Wen Tianyu was much calmer now, but he still looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a cold face from time to time.

"Should we retreat a little later? Avoid the edge." Wen Tianyu asked.

"Stick, don't give up an inch of ground." Zhou Qingfeng said it firmly this time without hesitation. "Since the enemy has entered the city, fight in the streets. Fight house by house until you die."

"But with the number of expeditionary death squads less than 10,000? If we fight recklessly, we will suffer a lot." Wen Tianyu could only say, "If the loss is too great, it will completely collapse."

"My expeditionary death squad will always be full of morale!" Zhou Qingfeng and the others had been waiting for a long time for the opportunity to fight with melee soldiers. He went to a radio station and ordered all the basic combat units to listen to him at the same time.

"Soldiers, I am Victor Hugo, the commander of the Aurora Legion who gave you pain and hope.

I led you across tens of thousands of kilometers of air routes to Africa, just to ask you to serve me. You should all understand that when the battle starts, the death squad is about to face death.

At this moment, any hesitation and retreat are meaningless, only fighting is the possibility of survival. If you don't beat your enemies back, you won't be liberated; if you don't defeat your enemies, you won't be rewarded; if you don't destroy your enemies, you will always be pariahs.

So... let's fight to the end! "

Zhou Qingfeng's words were full of blood, like a ruthless demon king driving his poor servant. But the reality is that 'if you don't fight, you will die'. When he ordered the Expeditionary Death Squad to fight for him, the 'hero' attribute covered the entire battlefield.

All death squads are selected from among the refugees. Having experienced all kinds of despair and suffering, they have long understood that everything must be fought for by themselves. Now Zhou Qingfeng's words immediately locked the morale of thousands of expedition members on the battlefield to the highest point.

Excitement, courage, fearlessness, all kinds of emotions flooded into the hearts of the daredevils. Zhou Qingfeng couldn't directly improve their combat power, but he could let them display their own strength 100%.

As the captain of the mutant guard, Mar Keshi was sent to the front line by Zhou Qingfeng. Looking at the faintly leaping enemy soldiers among the buildings in the distance, it looked back at the daredevils holding steel guns, grinned and said, "Don't be afraid, just treat the enemy as a weak chicken."

The faces of mutants are scary and repulsive in normal times, but they give people great confidence on the battlefield. With this kind of monster-level fighting machine leading the team, the daredevils behind him will not feel that there is anything wrong with being ugly, but they will feel that victory is not impossible.

With a bang, a shell fired from a distance hit the building where Marco Shi was staying. The enemy also felt that this strong building was a key point to control the surrounding streets. The shelling blasted a big hole in the wall of the building, and the falling sand filled Marco's mouth.

Bah... Ma Keshi spat out, and saw that the death squads behind him were not panicked or disturbed. He grinned again and said: "You guys, you are not bad. Pull out the anti-tank missile and give it to me." Shoot that cannon."

It is too difficult for a mutant to operate the 'Red Arrow-73', but the emotionally stable and strong-willed daredevils can do it. The assembled missiles shot out of the broken windows of the building quickly, aiming at an assault gun that suddenly appeared more than ten blocks away.

Hundreds of Bane's soldiers were alternately covering and advancing forward. Seeing the flying missiles, they immediately fired at the firing positions, intending to interfere with the control of the wire-guided missiles. And Marco Shi also waved his hand and shouted immediately after the missile was fired—hit me hard!

The chugs of light and heavy guns fired suddenly, and the high-morale daredevils were like the ferocious minions of the demon king, wantonly awe-inspiring! 8

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