"Hell!" Technical Sergeant Ford suddenly scolded.

Simon raised his watch, the second hand jumped in a grid, and the guns outside the fire control tower were full of fire, and the explosion of the quadruple NSV machine gun alone was amazing enough, and the tearing linen-like "snort" sound belonged to the Vulcan self-propelled machine gun! Every time you delay for a minute and seize the power of fire control a moment later, the raid may fail!

"We're late, how much longer?" Simon gave the M47 a new magazine, pulled the handle to load, and looked out of the door, where enemy infantry was pouring in.

The technical sergeant was busy sweating profusely, his hands were speeding on the box laptop, and the screen flashed from time to time with blood-red wave bars.

"The enemy has modified the communication secret table! It will take me five minutes to hack in at the latest! Ford threw away the issued electronic key code and tried to attack from the bypass.

Simon frowned grimly, and the internal communication of the team resounded with the anxious shouts of the B platoon: "The enemy's automatic fire is about to tear us apart!" I need them to stop, now! "The video link of Platoon B came from the visual masks, and they were hiding behind the barricades, and the fierce automatic anti-aircraft fire was completely unable to raise the head of Platoon B.

"Five minutes!" Simon opened his fingers and shouted to the technical sergeant, and the sound of gunfire like popping beans came from outside the hallway, completely masking the "hiss" of the M47's venomous snake spitting letters.

Philip, who was in charge of the wind, shouted: "Enemy infantry! The friend or foe identification interface immediately turned red, and Simon bent on his waist and reached the side of the corridor guardrail. Activating hyperspectral fluoroscopy, through a layer of poured concrete, Simon saw the attacking enemy in a skirmish line under the fire control control tower. Even the commander of the fortress, no matter how stupid, woke up to the fact that this was an airborne raid. The Airborne Forces will not carry heavy weapons, and the core key must be the fire control control tower!

"Marcelo, Josh, hold the staircase!" The two listened to the order and crawled to the corner of the stairs, Simon felt out the infrasonic generator, flew against the wall debris, and threw him downstairs, and the miserable howl immediately sounded.

"Throw grenades!" Simon shouted.

Another support hand, Patrick, squatted behind the guardrail, lifted the intelligent enemy grenade insurance and handed it to Simon, this thing is useless for ordinary infantry, only the Navy SEALs, Rangers Regiment and other elite divisions are equipped, all the bright red icons in the identification of friend and foe are the target of enemy annihilation, the grenade volley spews out a few corrected tail flames, and under the control of the microcomputer, a ninety degree is drawn, and the enemy soldiers downstairs are blown up.

The infrasound turmoil came to an abrupt end, and finally an enemy endured the severe pain of the eardrum burst to destroy the infrasonic generator, Simon leaned against the guardrail and silently installed the M47 with a heat insulation jacket, and the night sky returned to tranquility, which also meant that there would be no reinforcements in the short term.

Nodding to each other, Simon took the lead in probing out and gave a shuttle, the rate of fire of the M47 was extremely fast, tightly gripping the trigger, the tongue of fire spewed, and in an instant shot over the three or four infantry who hurriedly climbed the stairs. Patrick followed, and a few seconds later Simon switched to a magazine and staggered his squad to fire, firmly controlling the only route to the control tower.

Determined to recapture the regional fire control tower, the commander of the fortress spared no expense, not only hundreds of infantry launched a strong attack, but even a platoon of armored infantry, which had always been scarce.

An infantry equipped with an individual exoskeleton or not is like the difference between a child and a strong man. Bullets can't help these armored infantrymen who are advancing with a one-man high bulletproof shield.

"Philip, Spreville, suppress the shot! The rest, gun grenades! Simon shouted in the team's communication that if he sat and waited for the armored infantry to approach, two super jumps would be enough to climb the fire control control tower at a height of ten meters.

The exoskeleton steel fist slammed into the concrete guardrail, Simon pulled out a few shooting holes, pulled up the feed slot riser, stacked four magazines, converted to machine gun/mode, and several M47s with a capacity of 200 rounds, and the rain of bullets that poured down the infantry downstairs could not move.

Four grenades lifted the bulletproof shield of an armored infantryman, and the husk smashed open, revealing no sweet inner kernel. Unless it's a direct hit, the aftermath can't help these heavily armored infantry covered in alloy armor.

But they took the initiative to bounce off the armor!

Simon did not show the slightest joy and shouted: "Prepare for melee!" Before the words fell, half of the armored infantry under the tower knelt on one knee, and the other half stepped on the steel palm of the former, the Imperial "Grizzly" type individual exoskeleton as the name suggests, as the name suggests, is as bloated and slow as a grizzly bear, but the strength value is extremely rough. Easily throw an armored infantry ten meters high!

"Engage the enemy!" After the alloy armor was bounced, the bullets were no longer immune, and in an instant, three or four armored infantry were killed by the rangers, and the rest remained unabated. Shells smashed on the guardrail, and some people even couldn't dodge and hugged each other.

However, more armored infantry flew outside the command room, and both sides were afraid of accidentally injuring friendly troops in close fire, so they both lowered their guns, and Simon flipped the butt of his rifle and pulled out his saber to fight in a group.

The cold and cold light reflected a touch of steel blue, Simon turned slightly sideways, avoiding the direct collision of the enemy armored infantry, but stretched out his foot to hook the enemy, and forced the forward force to circle back to the attack range, the next second the saber pierced into the opponent's waist and ribs, stirred clockwise and then pulled out, the enemy's blood gushed out along the wide blood tank, and the intestines scraped by the saber serrations were dragged out and scattered on the ground for a long time, and the military uniform was suddenly dyed blood red, and the heavy corpse fell head-on.

Shaking off the corpse of the enemy that turned into a rag bag, Simon took advantage of the situation to pull out his pistol from his calf and stood up, the rangers in the corridor equipped with thin airborne exoskeletons did not have the slightest advantage over the fully armed "Grizzly Bear" exoskeleton, Simon watched as the squad gunner was crushed by the enemy's throat.

"Bang!" The .357 bullet of the Sig Sauer P320 pistol was too late, and Simon shot the man in the head, but the gunner could not come back to life, Simon's eyes quickly soured, and he shouted: "Hold the line!" I'm going to blow up these bitches! ”

Simon found the "Gustav" M5E1 recoilless gun folded in half from the back of the dead gunner, the chamber was pre-filled with an 84mm multipurpose shell, and Simon painfully closed the gunner's bulging eyes.

The recoilless cannon was slung on his shoulder, and a shield wall suddenly poured out at the end of the hallway, Simon slipped to his knees on one knee, and the 84mm shells carried Simon's anger, turning the staircase into a sea of fire, and the smoke and dust kicked up obscured everyone's view.

Hanging down the recoilless cannon, Simon went to take down a cannonball, A big hand suddenly grabbed Simon's ankle in the smoke, thanks to the protection of the exoskeleton, Simon was not crushed to the bone, Rao is so, Simon was pulled and lost his balance, and at the moment of falling to the ground, a bald head with a fever rode up.

"Ah!!h The lightning and flint are the best to test who is the real elite, the bald head raised a huge iron fist, but Simon didn't want to catch the enemy's double fists at all, the only consequence was that the "Blue Sky Raider" was defeated by the "Grizzly Bear", and as soon as he was matched, his elbow would be knocked into the ground, breaking his arm bone.

So Simon chose to stiffen up with his chest.

The steel fist hammered the exoskeleton breastplate, Simon suddenly choked out a mouthful of blood, since he risked the sternum being shattered, the unlucky one was the enemy, and the next second, the saber inserted in the boot stabbed into the back of the bald head's heart, one after another, until Simon turned against the guest, stepped on the bald head's chest, and stomped on his head.

Dragged out of the rubble Josh, Simon hurriedly gave Josh a first-aid shot and himself a shot, and shouted to his ear, "Hold on, cowboy." ”

Simon retrieved the M47 and shot frantically down the stairs, knowing that with another wave of armored infantry, the Rangers on Tower 4 would have to die.

The caseless bullet rubbed a little dust on the blast shield in vain, and while Simon was changing the magazine, the dying Josh grabbed Simon's arm, revealing his front teeth yellowed by tobacco, and grinned: "Hold the command room, leave it to me here." As he spoke, he raised the high-explosive grenade in his palm.

Simon ignored it, snatched the high-explosive grenade that Josh had picked up from the enemy corpse, unscrewed the bolt, and while waiting for four seconds to detonate, he scolded: "you, I won't let you take the Death Medal!" Then he threw a grenade.

The loud explosion shook Simon's head and stunned, and he endured a great sense of dizziness and flattened the M47, The probe looked at it, the throat moved slightly, and a high-explosive grenade could blow up three armored infantry with explosion-proof shields side by side. Another earth-shattering explosion was heard, accompanied by the regular gunfire of the M3 "Boom".

"It's a Seraph!"

The airborne HAWP, nicknamed "Seraph", came out of nowhere, and the high-explosive shells fired from the ultra-light 84mm gun on the shoulder swept all the armored infantry around, equipped with two M3 heavy machine guns, it was a complete infantry slaughterer, and the sound of the 50 machine gun was out of the chamber, Simon used to feel very harsh, and at this time it can only be described as a natural sound.

"Seraph" was like a wolf entering a flock, instantly emptied all the enemy troops under the fire control command tower, and swept away in the direction of Platoon B with a roar, Simon let out a long breath, wiped the blood on his face, and said with emotion: "Thank you so much for the sluts in Platoon A." ”

"I'm hacking!" The technical sergeant in the command room shouted in surprise, and the rangers who could still stand up quickly pulled out the spare antenna and set it up, Simon dragged Josh into the command room, the portable computer was shining green, Ford tapped the keyboard with ten fingers, and all the enemy automatic fire outside was dumb, and after a heartbeat, he rotated the burning red barrel again, only this time, it was aimed at the enemy!

Platoon B shouted again in the internal communication: "The enemy is defeated, repeat, the enemy is defeated, all units, immediately attack the main area!" Send a signal and the second round of airdrops can take place! ”

Simon climbed to the top of the command tower, nailed a laser communicator, and after a ten-thousandth of a second, the tactical transport aircraft group hovering in the stratosphere immediately opened the cargo compartment and released the "Sparrowhawk" class attack drones one after another, the fire control of Emar Fortress has changed to the Allied side, and it is time to occupy air supremacy!

Looking at the increasingly visible red light in the sky, Simon jumped off the top of the tower.

The battle is not over!