Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 1382 Gogogo, Dog Dog!

When the thermobaric bomb exploded with dazzling flames, Maersk, who was commanding not far away, suddenly became furious and furious. Maersk has always cherished his subordinates, doing everything possible to provide them with the best living conditions and weapons and equipment, and trying their best to save their lives.

Maersk does not love these jackal players who can be called outlaws, but these elites are related to his status and life. They have all received more than two years of service, and then completed more than one year of special operations training. A master with practical experience.

Such a group of people would be hard to find in the Enclave, let alone in Mexico. With such a force in hand, Maersk's position is as stable as Mount Tai. And without such a force, Maersk is also a leader who can fight and kill.

But the information from the radio just now reported that two people were seriously injured and dying, and one was slightly injured. But now that the thermobaric bomb blasted away, a heat wave was rolling within a range of more than ten meters. Although the retreating Jackals were scattered in formation, they didn't know how many people were trapped inside.

The team brought by Maersk lost a third without even seeing the opponent. How can this keep him from going crazy?

"Machine gun, suppress the opponent's firepower." Maersk shouted, and another machine gun team beside him immediately fired retaliatory shots at the position where the rocket had just been fired. "Gustav, blast me over."

The Gustav called by Maersk is not a certain team member, but a fire team carrying a shoulder-mounted Gustav m3 recoilless gun. This portable artillery with an effective range of 700 meters is the firepower backbone of the entire team, much stronger than the bazooka.

The two-person artillery crew completed the preparations within a few seconds, opened the cannon plug to plug a shell, the loader slapped the shooter heavily on the shoulder, and the shooter half-kneeled on the ground and pulled the trigger.

With a soft bang, an 84mm grenade flew out, targeting the same location where the thermobaric bomb was launched just now.

Machine gun suppression, artillery elimination, standard tactical coordination. The whole process took less than ten seconds, and the quality of the jackal troops was indeed far superior to that of ordinary war scum. It took about a second for the high-velocity shell to hit the target, creating a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Continue!" Maersk heard the explosion and shouted again, asking the gun crew to keep firing. He himself ran quickly to meet the attacked team not far away, and prayed in his heart that these team members who were related to his wealth and life could get out of the grass alive.

After running a few steps, Maersk saw the grass shaking. He immediately shouted happily: "I am Maersk, come closer to me."

The grass parted, but what came out was not a person, but a dog with a mouth full of blood. Moreover, the dog ran extremely fast, passing Maersk almost in the blink of an eye. And behind the dog, a series of bullets chased out, accompanied by loud yelling.

"Don't shoot, I'm Maersk." Maersk was scared by the bullet and immediately fell down and shouted again. And the moment he lay down, he even felt that the dog had glanced at him. The sarcasm in his eyes seemed to say - I'm busy running, now spare your dog's life!

Wait..., who is the dog?

Maersk lay down for two seconds, and his men finally rushed out from the grass. A group of people were either covered in black gunpowder smoke, or red blood, and they were also full of anger, and the weapons in their hands never stopped firing.

"What the hell is going on?" Maersk, who was lying on the ground, had time to raise his head. It has only been a minute or two since the attack happened. The enemy didn't use much powerful firepower at all, but every attack got results.

The opponent is also an elite!

The key... What happened to that dog?

When the machine gunner was attacked before, he also mentioned the dog on the radio. Maersk thought it was just that the opponent brought a dog to assist in the battle. But now it seems something is wrong, this dog is more powerful than the main force!

"Fuck! We were very lucky when we were bombed by thermobaric bombs. No one was directly hit by the rockets. Only a few people were hit by the ear and had a little difficulty moving."

The jackal players who had just rushed out with guns were mad with hatred.

They continued: "But when we were lying down to avoid the shock wave, this dog jumped out. Two of us were attacked by it."

Humans have an instinctive fear of ferocious animals, which is an instinctive memory left over from long-term wild hunting in the evolutionary process.

And this vicious dog that ran around in the grass and bit people successfully activated the fear hidden in the hearts of the Jackals. At this moment, they would rather face the powerful human beings than the elusive dog.

"That damn dog ran so fast that we were attacked before we could even react." The escaped jackals were furious with strong fear, which was almost like encountering a monster in a horror movie .

The two wounded were dragged out by teammates, and Maersk knew at a glance that he had lost two more men. One of them had a wound on the back of his head that was cut by a sharp knife, and the bones were deep, and he couldn't get it back no matter what.

The enemy is not sure where it is, so it was made like this by a dog. How can Maersk not be frightened, but it is useless to be frightened now, he can only shout again: "Retreat, retreat immediately."

The seriously wounded were directly abandoned on the spot, and the members of the Jackal retreated from the battlefield. But when Maersk walked back, he saw that the two-person artillery crew that was still firing just now fell to the ground. Both team members had big holes in their chests, obviously killed by large-caliber firearms!

Seeing this situation, Maersk didn't care too much about words. However, the other machine gun team that was originally in charge of firepower suppression was still there. Seeing the boss appear, he quickly followed up and reported what happened just now in a hasty tone.

"Our opponent was either crowded or moving very fast. The suppression of the firepower just now was not very effective. When the artillery crew fired the third shell, two large-caliber sniper bullets were fired at the same time, directly killing the two members of the artillery crew. Killed."

According to the direction of the gunshots described by the machine gun team, Maersk felt as if he was about to be surrounded by people. There appear to be enemies in the front, rear, left, and right, as well as an extremely fast vicious dog scurrying across the battlefield.

The remaining Jackal players divided into three groups to cover alternately, and retreated one by one. Everyone was highly nervous, and they hated the grass blocking their sight at this moment.

In the past, the grass was the best cover for the jackal to covertly meet the enemy, but now the dense grass has become the veil of death, and every time it is lifted, death will come.

With hurried footsteps, retreating became very dangerous. Maersk asked his subordinates to plant landmines, counterattack, and set up an ambush for a false retreat. But all of this was useless, his tricks were easily seen through by his opponents, and he was even counterattacked continuously.

"Dog, it's that dog!" Constant losses put Maersk under great pressure. He saw with his own eyes that the dog's nose smelled out the mines he planted. The few remaining members of the team even showed signs of losing morale.

Thinking that I fell into such a miserable situation because of a dog, and it was a fast, alert and intelligent vicious dog, Maersk felt like his brain would explode—that dog really ran like lightning, terrible!

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