Chapter 34 Visitors From Outer Space

The ones who came out to die were several light all-terrain vehicles.

These unarmored vehicles, which were loaded separately in the airdrop capsule and dropped, were the first vehicles that the orbital paratroopers could receive.

The sacrificed protection and self-defense firepower were exchanged for an ultra-long endurance of nearly 900 kilometers.

And this was when they were fully loaded with 5 orbital paratroopers.

The all-terrain vehicles, which were arranged in a column and speeding through the wheat field at high speed, were unknown to the orbital paratroopers on them.

In the woods 900 meters to their left, the sighting and fire control systems of three 40mm chain guns had locked them firmly.

The all-electrically driven turrets, with the sound of the motors ‘sizzling’, slowly and steadily rotated as the target moved.

“Sir, the target has been locked, and you can fire at any time!”

The reports from the captains of each vehicle came from the communication channel.

Amber looked at the tactical map in front of her. Among the six all-terrain vehicles marked as enemies, three of them had been covered with red diamonds.

This means that they are the three unlucky guys who are locked by the chain gun.

"You can fire, free fire!"

As Amber's order was issued, the gunners of the three vehicles excitedly pressed the buttons on the joysticks to control the chain guns to fire.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

A burst of dense shooting sounds immediately sounded in the woods, stirring up the birds resting on the treetops.

At a time when the fire control system is highly intelligent and the manufacturing process of the gun barrel has been greatly improved.

Even a 40mm chain gun can achieve quite good results within 1,000 meters.

Amber looked through the commander's mirror of the communication relay vehicle and saw only three strings of orange-yellow ammunition chains flying towards the imperial troops galloping in the distance.

Then in an instant, three balls of fire were lit.

The negative impact of the high endurance of the all-terrain vehicle is that its fuel tank is very large.

When Amber used all the anti-personnel explosive incendiary bombs, it was almost like a lighter that "ignited at a touch".

"Wuhu! I hit it! I hit it!"

"Fuck. Fuck!"

There was a burst of "ghosts howling" in the communication channel.

"Keep shooting! Keep shooting!"

Amber yelled in the communication channel, suppressing the three extremely excited crews.

He even suspected that the shooting just now was probably the first time these gunners destroyed the target in actual combat.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The roar of the chain gun sounded again.

The remaining three all-terrain vehicles locked by the fire control system were now spinning around in the wheat field like headless flies.

They frantically made serpentine evasive maneuvers, trying to interfere with the enemy's shooting.

But on the endless plains, this was just a futile struggle.

After two rounds of short bursts, three more wisps of black smoke rose from the wheat field.

Although the 40mm chain gun shot easily killed the six all-terrain vehicles.

But maybe the exoskeleton protection of these orbital paratroopers is too good.

In the images sent back by the drone, there were still surviving Imperial orbital paratroopers crawling out of the wreckage of the vehicle.

Watching them dragging their seriously injured bodies and crawling out of the burning wreckage, and the scene of them lying on the ground and struggling.

Amber also felt a little "unbearable".

In order to end the pain of these survivors as soon as possible, he issued a shooting order to the two indirect fire groups.

When the 120mm high-explosive bomb whistled and exploded, the pain of these survivors disappeared in the shock wave visible to the naked eye.

"Car No. 1 is off! Other vehicles and personnel cover!"

As the drone continued to draw the "8" figure for reconnaissance in the sky, it was confirmed that there were no other Imperial troops around for the time being.

Under Amber's order, Car No. 1 rushed out of the woods and drove towards the escape pod.

Just when attacking the Imperial troops, the signalman finally contacted the escape pod through the distress signal just now.

According to a major Randall who claimed to be affiliated with the Lansford Port Command Center.

In this escape pod, there were two wounded people besides him.

However, one of the wounded had died from excessive blood loss due to the rupture of the wound caused by the violent collision when the escape capsule landed.

The remaining wounded also had a gunshot wound and needed urgent treatment.

In this case, Amber asked the major to drag the wounded out of the escape capsule first, and then let the No. 1 vehicle go to meet them.

Under the tense gaze of everyone, the No. 1 vehicle rushed to the side of the escape capsule.

The driver made a sharp turn and placed the vehicle body across the exit of the escape capsule as a cover.

The turret of the armored vehicle slowly rotated to guard the surroundings, and several mobile infantrymen quickly jumped out of the vehicle.

Assisted Major Randall, who was already squatting at the door of the escape capsule, to carefully lift the wounded on the ground into the vehicle through the tailgate.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

As the mobile infantrymen behind got into the car and closed the tailgate.

The commander patted the driver's shoulder fiercely, and the latter immediately stepped on the accelerator.

The 25-ton armored vehicle roared, sped away, and rushed back to the grove again.

"Tom! Hold on, we've got friendly forces!"

When Amber first saw the officer who called himself Major Randall, he was carrying the remaining wounded man off the armored vehicle with others.

Isabel quickly led the two remaining medical soldiers in the team to meet them.

After a quick check of the injury, the female spy turned back to look at Amber, with a rare solemnity on her face.

"The condition of this wounded is not good, and emergency surgery is needed now!"

"Can't it be done in the car?"

"No, these are all troop carriers, not professional medical vehicles. It's too bumpy to operate!"

Amber glanced at Major Randall with her peripheral vision, who was looking at him nervously.

"Tsk" Amber closed her eyes helplessly under the mask.

"Don't delay too long, the Imperial Army should send other nearby troops to rush over soon."

"Understood, give me 20 minutes! 10 minutes will do, do the most urgent treatment first, and the rest can be handled slowly in the car!"

After getting Amber's reply, Isabel nodded.

Then she called on several mobile infantrymen to carry the wounded named Tom to a stretcher that had been set up as a temporary operating table.

Time was urgent at this time, and there was no time to deploy the "portable sterile room".

"Okay, everyone else, stop standing around and watching the fun!"

Amber kicked a mobile infantryman in the ass and drove them away.

He was just about to praise these big-headed soldiers for being obedient, but they turned their heads and forgot about battlefield discipline.

"Firepower team! Put the mortar back on the car!"

"Car No. 3 and Car No. 4 continue to monitor the battlefield!"

"Others spread out 10 meters apart and stay alert! Be ready to get on the car at any time!"

"Wait until the doctor sister finishes the operation, then we'll set off!"

After Amber issued a series of orders, these soldiers remembered that their current commander was not someone to be trifled with.

Thinking of the rumors that the firepower team brought about the 'Captain Amber might be a terrifying headhunter' after recovering the Empire's mortars.

These soldiers moved faster one by one.

And Amber finally had time to find Major Randall, who had been waiting for a long time on the side.

When he walked over, the major officer in the Federal Navy uniform was looking at him with gratitude.