The snowmobile driver led by the snowmobile driver immediately burst his head like a ripe watermelon, and the violent gunfire of the M110A4 echoed in the wilderness. As Simon's sniper rifle rang out, Ramirez on the other side yelled, "Bazooka fire!" ”。 After simple training, the armed homeless people got down on one knee, set up the RPG and headed towards the convoy, but they were still chaotic and disorganized, but dozens of rockets hit a lot, especially the mercenaries of Simon's team trickily carried the RPG themselves and focused on the two infantry chariots that were delayed at the beginning!

"Woo~whoosh!" The rocket ejected the bore, and a pair of tail fins popped out to stabilize the flight trajectory, and as the tail flame broke through the air, the rockets were overwhelmingly attacked the convoy of the Overseer. "Boom, boom!" The sound of explosions was incessant, and half of the motor vehicles were eliminated in the first round of strikes, and Simon saw with his own eyes that the M1 tank on the side of the ice lake was hit by seven or eight rockets one after another, losing the protection of reactive armor, and the turret, side of the vehicle, and engine compartment were all penetrated by the high temperature of the metal jet. As the crew struggled to climb out of the hatch with a burning occupant, Simon raised his hand and shot him dead. A few seconds later, pale white fireworks suddenly erupted from the barrel, the automatic explosion suppression system had failed, the remaining grenades suddenly exploded, and the ammunition exploded directly into the turret of the tank weighing more than ten tons, smashing a hole in the ice lake!

However, the soldiers of the Overseer who had just experienced the attack of the demon birds still maintained a strong desire to survive and basic discipline, and the infantry of the motor vehicles rushed towards the ice lake and snow like bamboo tubes pouring beans, and many of them screamed and tried to extinguish the flames that could not be extinguished because of the gasoline contamination, and frantically burrowed into the ice and snow. More people lay on their stomachs, trying to avoid the ambushers' rocket killings.

The ambush field was chaotic to the extreme, and some of the soldiers of the Overseer had just jumped off the car in front of them, and had just fallen on the ice, and when they were about to take aim with their guns, the vehicles behind rushed forward in panic because of the evasion of rockets, and they were forced to limit their driving vision, and the infantry vehicles could not see the squeaky and wailing friendly troops under the tracks, as if they had run over a cloud of snow, leaving a long bloody streak in the air. However, the car that caused the accident still failed to dodge the rocket, one side of the track was broken, the sudden brake lost balance and cocked the wheels, and the body was making up for it with precision towards Simon's team, who were rolling on the snow dunes, completely blowing it into colorful pieces.

The first round of rockets was fired only four to five seconds later, and the ubiquitous explosion disrupted the organization of the soldiers of the Overseer for the rest of their lives, and the soldiers who jumped out of the car and died with their precious vehicles were thrown into the sky like rag bags, and they were literally bloody and covered with survivors' helmets.

The heavy fire, commanded by Ramirez, was far from stopping, when the men on the ice roared and neighed, and the second round of rockets was reloaded and pointed at the vehicle that still had the strength to start. "Tom tom!" Jonathan's machine gun firing position dug in the snow cave began to exert its power at the same time, and the blazing line of fire swept the soldiers who were desperately running in the direction of Simon, cutting down a few dead to suppress the remainder, and what was even worse was that the snow hill opposite it was still equipped with accurate marksmen, Simon's team calmly threw away the rocket launcher that had run out of ammunition, and raised the gun to shoot.

The second round of re-fire completely destroyed the front and rear mobile vehicles of the Overseer, three of the four infantry vehicles were turned into expensive bonfires, and the M1, stripped of its reactive armor by the demons, continued to be killed on a small scale, making it a fireworks display. Another M1 tank rushed left and right like a trapped beast

Suddenly, he tried his best to break through the ice lake passage that had been blocked by the ambush team.

The sudden fire interfered with Simon's sniping, so he simply pushed Pete away and said, "You are not needed here, you hurry up and help your father, and protect our machine guns from being touched!" ”

Peter stooped away, Simon regrouped and replaced himself with a heavy barrel, and the unpressurized 12.7mm bullets were aimed at the cavalry trying to rein in the ranks and launch a counterattack, and a single hit could knock the horse's head to pieces, and the headless carcass of the horse gave the final blow to the horses who relied on the mastery of the riders. The frightened horses stood up, "rejuvenated" and neighed in panic, threatening the cavalry to run out of order.

Seeing that the bazooka ammunition was running out in the second round, Ramirez knew that relying on the long-distance shooting of armed displaced people was purely a fool's dream, if he didn't hurry up and take advantage of the chaos of the Overseer's team to play a slight advantage in numbers, with the consistent disposition of the outcasts, he would collapse after suffering one-third of the casualties, and at this time, the Overseer team must not be allowed to get a respite!

"Comrades-in-arms! Brothers! Follow Lao Tzu Chong! Fuck those bitch-bred crusaders! Ramirez jumped out of the trench first, picked up the M4 carbine and fired roughly, and saw where the homeless people were so careful, and screamed and charged, while the rest of the squad maintained basic fire cover with a few elite homeless people with slightly better marksmanship.

The sparse woods at the edge of the glacial lake resounded with the sound of the M16's unique triple burst of fire, and Jonathan's heavy machine gun fire just happened to be obliquely from the front of the convoy, and the soldiers of the Overseer were unable to look up.

Just as the glacial lake was filled with loud charges, the last infantry chariot swung its cannon, and a series of shells shot towards the ambush team that had not even run the straggler line, and the 30MM shells dispersed the gunsmoke, and the gunfire of the machine gun was like a machine gun, and in the blink of an eye, a group of homeless people who rushed to the front were torn apart, broken bones, and broken arms.

THE COURAGE OF BLOOD POURED DOWN A BASIN OF COLD WATER HEAD-ON, AND THE EXTENDED MACHINE GUN FIRE LINE HIT THE SUPPRESSIVE FIRE TRENCH DUST EVERYWHERE, AND THE THICK 30MM MACHINE GUN STRUCK THE THICK PINE TREES THAT SEVERAL PEOPLE HUGGED TOGETHER, WHERE COULD THE TREES WITHSTAND SUCH KINETIC ENERGY? Interrupted by a stop, fortunately a few Simon team members have sharp instincts and are able to fly, but a few slow guys are buried underneath.

The cannon launch heralded the beginning of the counterattack of the Warlords, and the Crusaders knew that the ambushers had exhausted the bazookas they relied on to attack the fortifications, and they were slow to see other means of heavy firepower. They leaned on each other's vehicle wreckage, forming support points one after another, and a few of them even got into the burning infantry chariot, picked up the fire extinguisher, and pulled out the coaxial machine gun. Fiercely firing at the armed homeless on the ice, it was obvious that only the homeless with assault rifles could not have done anything with the help of machine guns, and they became buried sand ostriches one by one.

The remnants of the M1 tank gave up on continuing the breakthrough, and its left track fell off, although the damage was not serious, and the field repair did not take too long, the problem was that Simon's would-be shooters would not give the track that was open on their side a chance to repair. But the tank itself is an indestructible firepower platform even if it doesn't move

THE 152MM MAIN GUN BLASTED OUT ANTI-EXPLOSIVE BOMBS, WHICH INSTANTLY BLEW UP THE BONES OF SEVERAL HOMELESS PEOPLE WHO DARED TO STAND UP.

Simon secretly said that the most powerful vampire and spike still didn't go into battle, and he crawled to Jonathan's side. Dense bullets slammed against the bullet shield, and Simon shouted, "Can you still hold on?" ”

"Yes! If you're dumb firing a few enemies with accurate marksmanship, it's even easier! Peter held the chain, and in just a few minutes, the M2 machine gun fired hundreds of bullets, and the snow was full of yellow bullet casings and the smell of gunsmoke. Jonathan is dressed in steel armor and is not afraid of the Warlord's 5.56 bullets. Simon knew that once the cannon turned around, the machine gun position was forced to cease fire, which was equivalent to losing the last heavy fire support.

The longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it becomes!

The battlefield situation is like a sandwich biscuit, and Simon's machine gun nest occupies a slightly rising snow hill a few hundred meters away, a distance that is not suitable for too many low-quality soldiers. The Ice Lake Passage is a fleeting overseer that has almost lost all of its mobile forces. The sparse woods and the ambush point were only three or four hundred meters, but the infantry charge led by Ramirez was suppressed on the ice, he only had such a small amount of possessions, and he was waiting to be eaten one by one if he did not give full play to the maximum effect in an instant.

Simon tucked a sniper rifle between his elbows and watched as Garcia, who was a little farther away on his side, bombarding the infantry with a grenade launcher, the charge too small to do actual damage, and instead inviting a rain of retaliatory bullets. Simon fired several shots, striking several Overseer soldiers in the middle of his eyebrows. The plan missed a point, and Randolph and Spike should have led the assault under his cover, disrupting the deployment by personal force after the rocket attack. Plans don't change, and Simon must keep the situation under control before the two of them prepare for Hydra's return.

Taking out the supercharger module and clamping the barrel, Simon unloaded the magazine and loaded it with the armor-piercing bullet marked with the pitch-black bullet, he turned on the highest AATS overload, he stared at the infantry tank, the barrel was rhythmically retracting, and the automatic re-entry pressure bullet fired, and he faintly captured the afterimage of the cannon ejecting the chamber. As he breathed into ice, he clearly saw the particles solidify into white.

"Ping!" The silencer could not absorb the cushioning of such a large amount of gunpowder gas, and the powerful recoil hit the ground Simon's shoulder. A cloud of sparks erupted from the barrel of the cannon. The only means by which any vehicle can fire is the barrel of a gun. It is impossible for an ordinary shooter to locate a target with a centimeter-demarcated cross-section on a rapidly changing battlefield. And yet Simon did it! He changed his shoulder-to-shoulder style, and it was another shot! Simon saw a hollow barrel. He endured the pain of being a "thin" body before pressurized recoil after being genetically strengthened. Two shots in the left shoulder, the blue world of the blue world ended with a bang!

"Bang!" Foot chariot jams! The deformation and depression of the barrel made the slaughtering infantry weapon dumb fire, and the 1st tank used up half of its reserves in Camp Wolfen, and the cycle of anti-explosive shells became longer and longer, and after only two anti-explosive shells, the M1 tank was helpless to shoot armor-piercing shells. To the comfort of the Bofors cannon being dragged down by the infantry at the risk of death, the Bofors cannon was hastily "clicked" and fired, and Simon didn't need a supercharger to deal with this thing.

"It looks like we're missing the best scene." Randolph, covered in black blood, struggled to climb up the snow mound and said to the spikes.

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