The explosion came as promised, the air wave shattered the nearby windows, and I really doubted the amount of charge of the missile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time as the explosion, the deep-sea infantry holding what looked like AKs leaped out of the sewers and lay down to suppress us with firepower that I had never seen before.

I remembered the leaflets that the deep sea once airdropped to the new barracks, a deep-sea combat team (squad) with a total of 12 people, a squad with two squad machine guns (general-purpose machine guns), a sniper rifle, nine assault rifles, and carrying 30 disposable anti-tank missiles. I didn't believe it at the time, but now the flyer is a reality.

A man ran into the convenience store panting with the radio on his back, and then began to shout: "This is the fifth regiment! This is the fifth regiment! We are attacked by the main force of the deep sea, we need tanks to come and support! Repeat! We need tanks to come and support !!."

I cautiously poked the muzzle of the gun out, pulled the trigger without any aim, and I had only fired a few rounds when the man with the radio on his back shouted, "Rockets!!!"

Hearing this, I reflexively ducked back, and the violent explosion instantly tore through the wall, and the goods on the shelves were also burned into charcoal by the flames.

At this point, there was no time for me to recover, I fled with my legs, and then with a pain in my leg, I collapsed behind the wreckage of an armored car, the rear escape door of the armored car was halfway open, and I saw a severed limb grasping the grip of the escape door, the owner of that hand was probably ......

I looked at my bleeding leg and shouted, "Medic!"

No one responded to me, the whole army was scattered, why did I join the army, why did I come to such a hellish place, and the deep sea that was said to be vulnerable to attack!!?!

The barrage of the deep sea is like a devil taunting us ignorant recruits, what the hell am I fighting?

Thinking like this, I have been lying on the battlefield so weakly, repeating the previous questions all the time, like a madman.

It was the roar of the engine that brought my consciousness back to me, and the heavy figures of three tanks, three machine guns and a gun on the body of the tanks, were firing into the depths of the sea. The girl in the tank waved at us, then pointed to the tank underneath, which gave us renewed hope.

No matter how powerful the deep sea is, can it still make trouble with tanks?

With that in mind, I followed. Three tanks charged forward in a line, and our infantry followed behind the tanks, firing into the deep sea of the surrounding buildings.

Everyone's morale is high, and having tanks is not the same as not having them. I've even imagined the depths of the sea fleeing under the crushing fire of tanks.

With the help of the tanks, we were able to quickly sweep away the deep-sea infantry on the island, and the tanks were loaded with high-explosive shells to shoot at the fire points in the building, but reality once again tricked us, and the deep-sea infantry smashed my illusions.

They carried bazookas and fired at close range, blowing up our tank, and I was seriously injured in the explosion.

The infantry of the deep sea again rushed out of the sewers and charged at us. My comrade began to run away, and I reached out to a man who had run past me, grabbed him, and he looked terrified, and then struggled to break free and continue to escape, but before he could go far, he was torn in half by the bullet.

Then I just felt weaker and weaker, and then I lost consciousness.