Chapter 604 Simple Tasks

"Your mission is very simple. It is to drive tanks into the city to make trouble, to attract the opponent's attention as much as possible, so as to facilitate our other operations." Katerina returned to the Granit Refuge and immediately began to arrange follow-up missions.

To send a group of people to Zhou Qingfeng, the mutants in Baltimore must be disturbed. At this time, there is no better equipment than a tank that can rampage.

It's just that the armored vehicles in the hands of the Baltimore Action Team are insufficient. The lightly armored 'Panhard' cannot defend against the .50 heavy machine gun commonly equipped by mutants. The BTR-6o assault gun also lost most of its explosion in the previous night battle The reactive armor, and even the sighting device are almost completely lost.

And just learned that a tank was delivered by the small steamer, which was just in time, so Zhang Hong was sent to fetch the tank back.

"The task has been issued, and we must complete it." As a senior who plays armored vehicles, Boss Julio is naturally the leader of the team, "There is no need to go to 'Panhard', and it is useless. Just me The assault gun plus Zhang Hong's tank.

However, all the external electronic sighting devices of the assault gun were destroyed, and it would not be repaired in a short time. Someone had to show me the target. So Zhang Hong went to the front to light the lamp for me. "

"What is lighting?" Zhang Hong is still a rookie who has only been trained for two months.

"It's just that I'm blind. You have to rush to the front and help me find the enemy. I'll be in charge of the black gun in the back. If you can deal with it, deal with it. If you can't deal with it, run away and let me bomb with a big pipe. Don't be afraid, I probably will It will follow you at a distance of two hundred to four hundred meters." Papa Julio explained.

"I'm not afraid, it seems impossible." Zhang Hong swallowed silently, and said nervously, "Father Julio, can you get closer to me? How about within a hundred meters?"

Julio immediately scolded: "Now you have armor, but I don't. If I'm too close to you, even a fool will come and beat me."

After being scolded, Zhang Hong, who was not good at skills, looked back at his crew members, and said with some frustration: "Don't worry too much, we have practiced in Havana for two months anyway."

The driver immediately said: "But I still lack training, I just know how to drive."

The gunner even yelled: "Our guns are not very good, and the ammunition is also bad."

The loader didn't have much confidence, "I load relatively slowly."

Hey..., one is more useless than the other.

"If you can't do it, you have to do it. There is no need to discuss the combat mission." In the end, Zhang Hong could only show his majesty as the commander of the car, and dragged the crew members to the battlefield. When he thought about it, it was harassment anyway, and at worst, I would just run around the field.

The morale of the four-person vehicle team was almost negative. They boarded their chariot, started it, and rushed into the city of Baltimore. This is a Soviet-made T-62a main battle tank, a product of the 1960s. Cuba received this weapon with Soviet military aid.

This thing used to be the workhorse of the Soviet armor force, but over time has become as old as the BTR-6o. Lena Fox cleaned out these old antiques in the Cuban arsenal to refurbish them and install some modern equipment. But the old foundation of this car is so bad that it can only be said to be barely usable.

"If we encounter the US military's m1a3, we will definitely die in one shot." Inside the car, the gunner and the loader were chatting quietly.

"Shut up!" Zhang Hong heard his subordinates' words through the in-vehicle communication system, and immediately reprimanded impatiently: "Cheer up, or you will really die. Besides, our opponents are mutants. Do you think so Can a big man fit into a tank? Maybe the enemy doesn't have any tanks at all."

The crew members went straight to the city center along Route 26 again, and the journey went smoothly, and the mutant sentry really couldn't do anything with the tank. Due to the lack of night vision equipment, they often see the tank approaching, and the opponent has already run away.

"Stop urgently, hold on, let's drive a car." Deep into the enemy's territory, the terrifying scene that tens of thousands of mutants would pounce on did not appear, and the whole city was deserted at night.

After running for half an hour, Zhang Hong became more courageous and decided to have a try.

"Three hundred meters away on the left, there is a white five-story building. There is a firepower point on the third floor. One grenade, kill it!" Zhang Hong indicated the target to the gunner through his commander's periscope.

In the opposite building, a mutant came from nowhere, and actually fired at the tank with a heavy machine gun. The bullets hit the turret with a clanging sound.

The gunner immediately pointed the gun barrel over, and stepped on the firing pedal after aiming. Inside the narrow turret, there was a deafening cannon sound, and a blast grenade spewed out from the muzzle, instantly blasting the brave mutant opposite to him!

"Yeah!" The four-person car team suddenly became imposing and cheered in unison. Even Julio, the commander of the assault gun who followed behind, praised them on the radio, saying that they responded quickly and handled it properly.

"Okay, let's move on and look for the next target." Zhang Hong said cheerfully. But it didn't take long for me to be happy, and Papa Julio shouted over the radio, "You four idiots, stop for me and come back."

The nearly 40-ton T-62a immediately braked to a sudden stop, leaving a deep mark on the concrete floor. When it came back to the BTR-6o assault gun, I saw Julio's father leaning out half of the body from the turret, holding up the night vision goggles and looking around nervously.

"What happened?" Zhang Hong asked.

"Look at the ground, don't you see any ruts?" Papa Julio scolded angrily.

Zhang Hong also poked his head out of the turret, and soon saw a large number of tracks on a road near the car body. The driver of the T-62a also popped his head out of his hatch, and asked doubtfully, "Could it be that we lost our way and went back to where we came from?"

"Idiot, shut up, we only have two cars, but there are at least a dozen cars with track marks in front of us." Zhang Hongdu subconsciously lowered his voice, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He knew very well that it was definitely tanks that could leave such obvious marks.

"Zhang, go find the enemy's tanks, I imagine they should be nearby." Julio ordered.

"What? Dad, the enemy has more than a dozen cars, and I only have one. You asked me to find the enemy. Can I come back if I find it?" Zhang Hong couldn't help crying.

"Because there are so many enemies, it is even more important to find them out. Hurry up, your T-62a runs fast, and you will be fine if you are smarter. This is just a simple task." Julio ordered.

Dad, you lied to me!

Thinking that there might be more than a dozen tanks waiting for him in the dark night, Zhang Hong almost cried and led the team to find the enemy who didn’t know where he was. He drove slowly at first, but he quickly realized that—I drove slowly. Isn't it a target for the enemy? Must be fast!

So the T-62a sprang up like a greyhound, and ran all over the field along the road. Zhang Hong himself went all out, poking his head out of the turret holding a night vision device and looking around.

The engine with hundreds of horsepower rumbled in the dark night, sometimes far away and then near. After a while, I suddenly heard a more intense motivating voice in the distance, and Zhang Hong's mournful cry came from the radio, "Father, come and save me! A lot of m6o's are chasing after me! "(To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy