Chapter 95 Ambush
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At the same time, one kilometer west of the town.
The sun shines on the highway guardrail and reflects the dazzling glare. The road is abnormally dry.
With a low and high-pitched whistle, a convoy slowly approached from the horizon. Driving in the forefront are two Saber-toothed Tiger A1 armored personnel carriers, followed by three modified 16-wheeled large military trucks, and further back, there are still two Saber-toothed Tiger A1 armored personnel carriers.
The "Celtic" holy sword pattern on the car body is very eye-catching. Under the scorching sun, it radiates a circle of coquettish red light.
The team was not moving very fast, and the tires rolled over the dry pavement, raising a cloud of sand.
The two saber-toothed tiger A1 armored personnel carriers in front were driving unhurriedly, the driver Carmen Eddy yawned a few times, and the afternoon sun was drowsy.
This can't help but remind him of the days when he was on vacation at the seaside. There were rows of beautiful bikinis on the beach. Girl, the sun shone a soft circle on the water, the waves caressed the coast, and sent a wave of reassurance. of fishy smell.
In comparison, this damn escort mission is so boring, tedious, and extremely boring right now.
"Heh..." Yawning again, he yawned, picked up the military water bottle next to the seat, and was about to take a few sips to his mouth to moisten his throat. Suddenly, a red light flashed on the surface not far ahead, followed by a deafening explosion, and the splashing sand covered half of the sky.
He was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses under the shouts of his comrades, and while stepping on the brakes, he shouted at the communication device: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
The tires pulled a trail of slip marks on the ground, and with the dull sound of deflation when the truck braked, there was another explosion, but this time it was the rear.
The road ahead was blasted with a big hole, making it difficult to drive through, and the road behind was also cut off. Carmen didn't even care about drinking water. He hurriedly threw the kettle away, picked up the walkie-talkie on the console, and shouted loudly, "Quick, quick, protect the truck."
"Boom...Boom..." The back doors of the four Sabre-toothed Tiger A1 armored personnel carriers opened, and several soldiers in power armor filed out of the vehicles.
However, before they could deploy their defensive formation, fires flashed on the south slope opposite the road, and swarms of rockets left trails of smoke in the air, like a flurry of snakes, raining down on the armored body, bursting into flames. into a swarm of hot waves of flames.
"South Slope, South Slope, the enemy is on South Slope." The roar of the convoy commander Owen Griffin came from the communicator. The soldiers raised their guns and pulled the trigger toward the south slope where the fire was lit.
"DiDi..." The alarm indicator on the console lights up, and the self-check program shows that the body armor is severely damaged, the power system is faulty, and the vehicle has lost its ability to move.
"SHIT!" Carmen cursed, moved from the main driver to the weapon console at the rear, woke up the on-board radar, switched to enemy search mode, and then popped the safety cover of the missile launcher joystick, turned the joystick with force with his right wrist, Slowly turn the two triple missile launchers on the roof to due south.
"Target locked." With the sound from the headset, a dense row of red light spots appeared on the radar screen. That is the map of the enemy's force distribution on the southern slope. At this time, the radar has input the coordinates of several densely populated areas into the guidance system, just waiting for the launch button to be pressed.
It can blow the enemy to pieces.
"Bastard, dare to intercept the military convoy and let you see what the difference in strength is." Carmen roared, and was about to press the launch button, suddenly, a sharp and piercing warning sounded: "Detected that the heat source is approaching."
He looked down and saw a small, fast-moving red dot on the radar approaching the center.
"What the hell..." This was Carmen's last thought before his death.
The smoke of gunpowder rose into the air, and through the armored vehicle that was blown into a ball of steel waste by anti-tank missiles, you could see the backs of several pickup trucks on the north slope of the highway.
"Damn it!" Owen threw the empty clip on the ground. 4 armored vehicles were scrapped like this, and they were killed by a group of guys who didn't know where they came from with such simple weapons. This is a shame.
"Ding ding ding dong." The stray bullet hit the guardrail, leaving rows of bullet holes.
"Whoosh, whoosh." Several rockets flew past, landed in the gap between the vehicles, and exploded. The air wave lifted several soldiers away. They rolled, got up and continued to fight back.
Although the power armor is clumsy and uncomfortable to wear on the body, the protective effect is really lacking. In the atmospheric environment, it is difficult for bullets below 7MM to pierce the outer armor layer, causing fatal damage to the wearer. In addition, it can effectively resist the damage of small explosions and shock waves.
"Chirp chirp." A row of bullets hit the roadbed, splashing a puff of dust. Owen hid behind the scrapped armored vehicle, gasping for breath. Because he didn't know how many enemies were hidden in the north slope, he did not dare to send troops to attack the south slope. The main task this time was to escort three trucks to Lut Bay. , under the enemy on the belly and back, will inevitably fall into a hard fight.
Four armored vehicles were scrapped, but three trucks were not damaged at all. From this, it can be seen that this group of people is afraid of the things on the vehicles. The other party occupies the commanding heights on both sides, and one of them is located in a low-lying place, while the slopes on both sides are flat and open. Once a charge is launched, it will inevitably encounter a head-on attack. The enemy has a large number of rockets, and even wearing power armor, it is impossible to resist. The frontal impact of explosive energy.
Considering that the enemy's target was three trucks, the only solution for now is to use the cover of scrapped vehicles to hold the line until reinforcements arrive. Only, will the enemy give him a chance to breathe?
The answer was no, and reality quickly gave him a response, "Bang, bang, bang." With a burst of metal sound, smoke columns rose up on the north slope, and more than ten grenades swept out one in the air. The rounded parabola fell around the team like a bean, bursting into a cloud of steam.
The thick fog spread to the audience in an instant, and Owen was stunned, but when he noticed the green fluorescent powder attached to the skin of the power armor, his scalp suddenly became numb, and all the hairs on his body stood up: "Everyone, hide in the bunker."
After all, his reminder was a little late. "Bang, bang, bang..." The sound of a powerful sniper rifle came, and several soldiers hiding behind the guardrail were directly smashed by the 17MM large-caliber armor-piercing bullet. Lots of bean curd with chili oil.
At the same time, the figures of those pickups reappeared, the missile launchers in the back pockets turned slightly, and with the flashes of fire, anti-tank missiles nearly one meter wide shot up into the sky, turned around in midair, and pulled out a long The long tail flame, like a silver carp, was pierced from above, and with a bang, it exploded in the middle of the crowd, and a cloud of red flames poured out.
The highway was blasted out one after another, and for a while, the gravel rained like rain, and there were many sorrows. Owen huddled behind the overturned armored vehicle, "Helpless" written across his pale face.
The earlier vapors were different from ordinary smoke bombs. They were specially made nanoparticles that could be adsorbed on the surface of power armor or stealth vehicles and radiated a special frequency wave, which was specially used for missiles, sniping, and guided bombs. and other high-precision weapons for positioning.
At this moment, the soldiers are completely exposed to each other's vision, and it is tantamount to wishing to persist until the reinforcements arrive.
"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do!"
Just as Owen was at a loss and at a loss, there was a sudden noise from the communicator, and then a thin, woman-like voice came: "Lieutenant Owen, how is it? Do you need me to help you?"