Chapter 1898: The Veteran Never Dies

David Lawrence felt—I was the one who had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck!

The strict arrangement of rings and rings, abandoning all the traps set by the face, and working hard only for the revival of the United States, ended up bumping into the monster Victor Hugo. Now the whole of Salt Lake City is in chaos.

The successive explosions of EMP bombs were what David Lawrence least expected—in the 1960s, Eagle Sauce conducted a megaton-level nuclear bomb test in the central Pacific Ocean, which resulted in the collapse of the power grid in Hawaii more than a thousand kilometers away. Conventional EMP bombs are less powerful, but enough to cover Salt Lake City.

The domineering electromagnetic interference cut off the wireless communication in the city, but the biggest impact on David Lawrence was not cutting off his connection with the troops, but the fact that the air and missile strikes prepared in advance could not identify friend or foe. The troops in the city were all mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish them.

In terms of air power, David Lawrence has the advantage of North America, which is much stronger than Zhou Qingfeng's air force that was created by taking drugs. But now that the F-35A rushed to Salt Lake City with afterburner, there was no way to drop the bomb-the ground was constantly smoking, and it was impossible to make contact, so it could only be caught blind.

Without air strikes, David Lawrence would have to fight Zhou Qingfeng head on. Although it was difficult for both sides to command the troops, the Aurora Legion had already been mentally prepared and did not panic without communication. The Enclave side is in a mess.

And the most hateful thing is...

"President, we still haven't been able to get rid of the dog."

Yes, what really forced David Lawrence to transfer his headquarters was the 'dog meat' running around on the battlefield. Zhou Qingfeng didn't keep this pet dog in his identity, but sent it to hunt for high-value targets—the most valuable one was naturally David Lawrence.

When the guards reported that a dog was found near the headquarters, and it was a fast-running dog, David Lawrence immediately asked to move the place without saying a word.

It was no secret to David Lawrence that Zhou Qingfeng had a mechanical dog. 'Dog Meat' is fast, alert, extremely difficult, and extremely intelligent, and is likely to cause big trouble. In this era of 'discover and be wiped out', 'dog meat' is a target that must be avoided if it cannot be provoked.

Thinking of being forced to escape by a dog, David Lawrence actually broke down. On the contrary, he didn't feel much about encountering a VT-5 tank on the way to evacuate. After all, he was accompanied by a battalion of armored personal guards, a water of 'Abrams' and 'Bradley', with powerful combat capabilities.

However, the current situation can be said to be that the entire plan has completely collapsed. From the perspective of normal people, it is meaningless to continue to stay in Salt Lake City. What David Lawrence can do is to immediately gather the troops in Salt Lake City and withdraw together.

There is no armored force to provide ground protection, and no air defense force to cover the air. The President will never dare to escape with a small number of personal guards. If he escapes alone, the elite main division trapped in Salt Lake City will definitely be finished. And he himself would not be able to escape in all likelihood.

But in fact, David Lawrence still refused to leave. The officers of the Guards Battalion urged him to evacuate immediately by helicopter of the division headquarters. After all, the Enclave's main division in Salt Lake City has a very well-equipped air cavalry battalion, and it is easy to retreat thousands of kilometers in one go.

"No, I won't leave my troops alone." David Lawrence sternly rejected this suggestion. He stayed in the communication command vehicle of the division headquarters and refused to leave. Because he knew that if he left, it might not be a division that collapsed, but the entire Enclave.

It was hard to lure Victor Hugo out. If he didn't try his best to hunt him down, he would never have the same chance in the future. And now maybe there is still a chance to come back?

David Lawrence's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the electronic map in the communication command vehicle. He continued to send people to contact his own troops trapped in various parts of the city, hoping to unite them for a counterattack.

"Aurora Legion explodes an EMP bomb every minute, and the place where they planted these bombs should be in the city center, we should find this place and destroy it.

As long as communication is restored, we still have a chance of victory. "

David Lawrence's words are not unreasonable, but the reality is... As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion near the division headquarters' communication command vehicle, and a warning radar in charge of air defense exploded, and the shattered parts and the personnel who operated the radar were all reduced to powder.

The sudden explosion startled David Lawrence. But that was not the end, a few seconds later another power distribution vehicle that was dedicated to supplying power to the air defense and command systems was also hit. Without the power supply, the backup power of many command equipment will not last long.

The place where David Lawrence stopped temporarily was an ordinary street, located on the outskirts of Salt Lake City. There have never been many tall buildings in the suburbs of American cities. It is really helpless for the headquarters to stop here. Once it is discovered, it is easy to be attacked.

The successive explosions made the division officers panic. David Lawrence could see a seemingly ordinary light tank firing at him 300 meters away from the street.

That tank should be equipped with an automatic loader. After finding a large number of enemy command vehicles, it was like a hungry ghost meeting a gluttonous feast, so it simply stopped in place and continued to fire.

The one who slipped out to have a big meal was really Papa Julio who came rushing in. After he mobilized a large number of troops from the enemy's armored personal guard battalion, he boldly penetrated into the enemy's headquarters position.

This decisive and resolute penetration really hit the enemy's vitals. When Julio, who was not afraid of death, commanded the VT-5 to cross an intersection and saw hundreds of enemy vehicles occupying two or three streets, he excitedly asked to stop and fire.

"Don't care about our own life or death, aim at the vehicles with a large number of communication antennas and fire, there must be the enemy's commander." Father Julio shouted at the gunner desperately.

And the gunner of this VT-5 was so excited that he performed supernormally, firing continuously like a muzzle roll call, giving priority to destroying those valuable equipment.

One after another, the shells were fired steadily, and one command vehicle after another was blown up. When encountering such unlucky things, David Lawrence was forced out of the car by his personal guards.

Not long after he came out, the command vehicle with several whips and dish antennas was destroyed by a high-explosive grenade hit.

Parts all over the sky flew up and fell down again. David Lawrence was firmly pressed to the ground by his own bodyguards, eating a mouthful of dirt. When he managed to raise his head, he saw a slow-moving M1A3 blocking the VT-5's shooting range and firing at the opponent.

Papa Julio didn't want to leave, but his driver saw the huge silhouette of the 'Abrams' and immediately accelerated and ran away. The gunner, who was aiming, also yelled at Papa Julio: "Papa draw back, the other side is about to fire."

Papa Julio's crew members were able to follow him to the dragon's lake and tiger's den and reach the enemy's headquarters. This is already brave enough to put life and death at risk. But the 105 mm caliber tank gun of the VT-5 can't hit the front of the M1A3 at all. If you don't hide at this time, it's not brave, it's stupid.

But VT-5 ran away, but Papa Julio was half a step behind when he retracted into the turret. The M1A3 on the opposite side was also eager to kill the VT-5, and opened fire after a little aiming. The 120-caliber armor-piercing projectile passed by VT-5 and hit a house behind it.

The house exploded after being shot as if it encountered a violent demolition team. The smoke and debris from the explosion flew at high speed, completely enveloping VT-5. A large amount of dust poured in from the turret hatch, and no one in the crew could see anyone else.

The driver was running away desperately, not caring too much. The gunner turned around and shouted, "How are you, Daddy?"

Papa Julio originally had half of his body exposed outside the turret, but now he fell powerlessly on the captain's chair. The smoke and dust poured in couldn't go away for a while, but it made people cough continuously.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine." Papa Julio coughed while talking, and after coughing a few times, he suddenly felt his mouth was bloody, and when he touched his chest, there was still a wet and warm trace.

Regarding this result, Papa Julio could only smile wryly. He said to the gunner and driver: "Kids, keep fighting. The armored man is never afraid, always moving forward. And I..., sorry, I have to rest for a while."

Old soldiers don't die, they just wither.