Valkyrie, the beautiful Valkyrie of Norse mythology, travels through the battlefield and guides the heroic spirits of warriors to the Temple of Odin, sometimes slaying terrifying demons. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThey are creatures from Norse mythology.

But this myth is not so wonderful when this creature is against us in reality, especially in real armies. Damn Tanya Adams!

"Oops...... I, I see it! I see the Chrono Teleporter in action! They put us to ...... test."

"Inform the troops to prepare for the enemy! Everyone else, whether it's the Storm Squad or the Elite Combatants, come out with me and punch those ruffians in the head and ass! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, explosions and gunshots were heard at the door. I don't know if they went off the rails, or if the general offensive began.

The Allied devils came this time with elite mechanized hoplites and other troops. Like the "well-equipped and defensive precision strike force" they have been pursuing, the Delta Special Forces are also a sturdy exoskeleton armor with all-round precision circuit equipment, and the firepower becomes very powerful when paired with a dedicated multi-barreled heavy machine gun (Tanya is an exception in this regard, but wearing only a tactical vest, military hot pants, and holding two guns to dare to go to the front means that she is ten times more effective than those under her command); Elite combatants, on the contrary, like the old tradition of the coalition forces of "lightly dressed and mobile heavy firepower covering troops", each of us was equipped with assault/burst sniper rifles, pen pistols, pistols, incendiary grenades, air attack signal laser guides, red air attack smoke cartridges, improvised anti-tank rocket launchers, sapper shovels and daggers and other weapons, but only a thin Soviet-style military uniform (warm in winter and cool in summer, and good concealment, but the defensive ability is negligible). As a sniper, my gun is strong enough to penetrate Allied tanks, and I don't need as many weapons, so my uniform can improve some defense).

"All note, the Delta Special Forces have a very strict division of operations: multi-barrel machine gunners are responsible for fire suppression, grenade launchers are responsible for targeted killing, rocketeers are responsible for striking important points of fire and our armored units, signal troops are responsible for directing and liaising with their own troops and directing air strikes, and demomen are responsible for destroying our important strongholds with all kinds of bombs when it is difficult to attack. A well-coordinated and well-trained Delta squad of 12 men was enough to annihilate one of our battalion of mechanized units in a field battle. So don't confront them head-on! Everyone only fires a quarter at a time, don't fire more than 10 rounds at a time, change places, don't get too close to each other in a group of two, don't trust the bunker too much and trust your speed and reflexes! That's it, also, don't be stingy with your ammunition, but don't be superstitious that your ammunition can be stronger than the other party! ”

These are not the contents of tactical textbooks, but the methods that Cherdenko taught us to fight the delta. The matter was urgent, so I had to make it public. So with a lack of troops, the battle took on a comical scene: our men were hiding everywhere while fighting, while the Delta Special Forces were shooting wildly. As a result, after half an hour, they took a lot of bullets from us, but we couldn't kill them with broken teeth, and their bullet casings were all over the ground, but not even a single hair of us could be broken. There is a stalemate ahead. "What should I do?" After pushing me away from a Molotov cocktail, Granzang shouted, "These Allied devils are simply immortal, they must find a way!"

Yes, the Storm Team has been trained in physical fitness and flexibility since childhood, and they are already stronger than these half-way monks, but such a run is simply a war of attrition, and I am not sure that I will not get tired before the reflexes and power usage of the opponent's exoskeleton armor reach the limit.

"I don't think these guys are the main force of the Allied forces." When I bumped into the corpse of a coalition sentry, it dawned on me, "They're here to hold our troops back!" ”

"Why?" Granzang asked, confused, as he patted the dust. Before I could finish speaking, I immediately pushed him away from another mound of dirt, and another cannonball fell. This is simply a targeted killing! "Let's get out of the way." I took the chameleon cloak out of my bag. China's Chengdu Special Camouflage Supplies Factory imitates the products of a Japanese garment factory, and after being modified by the Iraqi Tikrit Special Camouflage Products Factory, it can be camouflaged according to the surrounding scenery in any terrain. The camouflage cloak was extremely fast, and when it was unfolded, it changed from a dark green ball of cloth to a snow-white camouflage cloak in an instant. The hunting shells finally stopped. Gran Zangmu and I took a few breaths after hiding behind a broken section of the wall, and he asked me, "What do you mean that they are not the main Allied forces in this attack?" Is the Delta Special Forces an assist? ”

"I ask you...... Sam (Lomanov's pet) is an ordinary turtle sold on the street, do you believe it? ”

"It's all about to ask about this, of course it's impossible...... Wait a minute! He suddenly understood.

"This is the sentry that Delta machine-gunned to kill, the soldier who killed us by the gunfire! The Allies could have killed him with a silent pistol, but instead they used multi-barrel machine gun fire, apparently to lure us here, hold us back with their heavy firepower, and then send the main force to attack us when we were exhausted! Come on! Remind our coalition fighters to be prepared and not to be ......"

A strange murmur came. Like some high-tech automatic door opening, I looked behind me and a strange spherical body of light appeared in the middle of our camp.

"It's too late. Inform our division commander and ask him to call V3 missile fire to cover the enemy positions in front of us. Now 3 elite combatants and I are holding off the enemy, and the others are summoning bomb depots to bombard the teleporters. Who wants to stay? ”

"Report to Comrade Commander! I am willing to cooperate with you! A familiar deep voice rang out in the crowd.