After the heavy artillery bombardment, the comrades-in-arms became gray men, and they couldn't tell who was who. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Our positions were not under direct artillery fire, let alone friendly ones.

"The enemy is coming!"

I straightened up mechanically and poked my head out of the edge of the low wall.

In the gray patch, a faint black line appeared a few hundred meters away.

The rumbling of the engine was accompanied by the sound of the tracks crashing against the ground.

Three platoons fired first, small arms plus mortars, and after a salvo, the advance of the black line remained.

Being on an elevated road, I felt the shaking of the road.

The rumble was getting closer, and I could already make out the tracks, the wheels, and the footsteps of human soldiers.

After a volley, the positions of the three platoons fell silent, presumably intending to bypass the armored vehicles and engage the enemy infantry in hand-to-hand combat.

I turned my head to look at the company commanders, who were still busy, not caring about the current battlefield.

A gray helmet poked out from beside me, and it startled me coldly.

"Squad leader, you can't wait for the enemy to fire first, then the three platoons will be passive.

It is proposed that it is up to us to attract enemy fire, creating opportunities for the third platoon. ”

Edlaide agrees with me, and it will be too late to wait until the machine guns on the enemy tanks are fired. We want to take advantage of the terrain and attract the first wave of enemy fire.

The comrades of the third platoon can take the opportunity to cut into the inner line of the attacking troops.

Edlaide is the most educated of all of us, and is a fitting and highly skilled artillery coordinator.

In fact, his ability in other areas is beyond the average level.

Under normal circumstances, he should have been promoted to officer a long time ago, why is he just an ordinary soldier now?

He was secretive about this, and other people were not easy to ask, and the company commander was silent.

After coming and going, his life has become the biggest mystery of the spy company.

"Attention, everyone, switch targets. Focus on charging tanks, and if possible, take out defensive grenade launchers or optical sights. Having attracted fire, we withdrew to the second line of defense. Missiles and infantry artillery should be withdrawn first, and do not participate in this blockade. ”

I opened my voice so that everyone could hear it.

If the enemy hears it and redirects the attack, that's exactly what I want.

The rumbling of the battlefield continued, but there was a strange silence. It is estimated that before contact, no one wants to expose themselves by firing.

On the position, Fang Hushan still took the lead, and the green line of fire of the heavy machine pierced through the fog and directly took the enemy tanks that were gradually revealing their outlines. The rest of us, after firing a round of smoke grenades from a grenade, began to shoot blindly in the direction of the tank.

Various lines of fire converged towards the front peak of the attacking force, forming a fan with the target tank as the center.

A violent flash of light stung my eyes, and one side of the elevated road burst open with an explosion. Tank shells snapped off the guardrails on the side of the road, revealing the twisted metal structure inside the facility.

"It's time, withdraw!"

At the sound of an order, the soldiers hurriedly retreated to the second line of defense, and the orange lines of fire pierced through the smoke and concentrated on the first line of defense.

Including improvised machine-gun bunkers, everything within the line of defense flew into the air.

The scorching waves of air tossed me over, and as I fell on my back, the low wall that had previously served as cover rolled through my vision.

The shock wave and sonic boom were so strong that it took several minutes for light sensation to return.

"The third platoon is activated!"

Alerted by Edlaide, I could discern and hear the stray gunfire coming from the enemy's rear.

"Bring anti-tank missiles, let's go! Ross you go down to Bray, Max takes cover. ”

The moment the third platoon was launched, the enemy's disposition was disrupted, and the fire, which had been taking care of our positions before, became thin.

I led the men straight to the shattered first line of defense. Through the gap in the guardrail, two tanks and four infantry tanks can already be seen rushing under the elevated road.

However, the enemy's infantry did not follow, and should have been entangled in three rows.

As we rushed up, the enemy tanks were still advancing, and because of the lack of infantry cover, they were constantly in a zigzag line, and the turrets were constantly bobbing from side to side, making it difficult to target their relatively vulnerable sides.

We had two anti-tank missile launchers, operating in two teams, one for me, Max, and Lincoln, and the other for Edlaide, Grice, and Adams.

The division of labor of the anti-tank group is as follows: one person is the observer, one person is responsible for the launch, and the other person is assisted.

In our group, Max observed, I carried the launcher to lead the team, and Lincoln covered and assisted.

Visually the enemy tanks have become alert.

Edlaide gestured to me not far away, and he suggested that we attack the same target to improve the hit.

I responded with a gesture and picked up the first infantry chariot on the left.

Two groups of men crossed the first line of defense and approached the enemy's tank group in two directions along the elevated road.

Max, who was walking in front, reached out for us to crouch down and hide.

"What? Is there a situation? I rushed to his side and scanned ahead with the launcher's sight.

Infrared, deep ultraviolet, and visible light did not detect any anomalies.

Max fell motionless and half-knelt in place. He opened his visor to reveal the scholar-like face, and simply observed the group of chariots below with his naked eye.

"It's not normal, the two-four configuration doesn't fit the habits of the aliens. Do you see no, there is a disconnect between the tank and the infantry tank. ”

I followed the direction he was pointing, and all I saw was a clearing. Undying, I scanned the sight again, but it was still empty.

At this time, Edlaide and the others arrived at the preset launch position, and gave a signal to wait for my command.

I consulted Max, and he kept staring at the clearing, his face solemn.

"You are too careful, it's just an open space, no matter how you look at it, it won't grow flowers."

Lincoln touched it, and he had always been insensitive to Max's slow and cautious attitude, and now he seized the opportunity to ridicule him.

I also had a hard time accepting his slow motion. He's a heroic sniper, but that doesn't mean we like all of his traits.

"How? If that's all right, I'm going to give Edlaide a signal.

We must do it as soon as possible, and it is estimated that the third platoon is in a bitter battle, and they will not be able to hold out for long. ”

Max didn't say a word, and shook his head after holding it for a long time.

In my heart, I slandered him for misdeeds. Notify the other group fifteen seconds later with a light signal to attack.

Since we are dealing with a combat vehicle with a keen perception system, we do not dare to use the active observation and aiming method to guide the missile, but adopt the mode of optical observation and wire control to guide the warhead to hit the target.

Time's up. I fired an anti-tank missile at an infantry tank that had been aiming for a long time.

There was a shock in his shoulder, and his right neck was hot. I quickly moved half a step sideways to get the sight out of the effects of the missile's tail smoke.

The missile is extremely fast, and the trailing lead line at its tail is like a mischievous long, swaying in a spiral pattern in turbulence.

There was a tooth-aching sound in my ears, and the rollers with guide wires were rapidly shrinking in size.

Edlaide Group, under the white smoke, a black shadow burst out, and the extremely thin black lines behind it danced wildly in the air.

The missiles attacked the infantry from two directions at a tricky angle. The method and path of the attack are calculated in advance to ensure that the missile will appear on the detector of the enemy combat vehicle with maximum suddenness.

At this moment, the target infantry vehicle moved, and it not only changed its position, but also turned the active defense system in the direction of attack of one of the missiles.

"Impossible! How did they see it? ”

When I yelled impossible, two wire-controlled missiles arrived at the non-escape window at the same time. The warhead detached from the thrusters, and the metal jet shot at a large angle towards the roof of the infantry vehicle.

The active defense system slammed into action, and the oncoming grenades bravely rushed towards the deadly arrows. The fire flickered and smoke rose. The chariot was enlightened by the jet and disintegrated in the turbulence of fire and energy.

"Killed." Lincoln's cheers were heard from behind.

"There's another one there!" , Max shouted a warning.

"Where?"

"In the open space, it should be optical camouflage."

I turned my head to look at the unnatural gap in the chariot group. Through the gap, I saw that the Edlaide team was trying to sneak into the side of the chariot group through a huge gap.

"Oh no, get out of there!"

I didn't care to hide and shouted to the other side.

The air flickered like a film, and a huge all-terrain heavy tank appeared in the clearing.

The muzzle flame bleached the figures of the soldiers, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the lives were easily torn and shredded.