"Here!" Ramirez kicked off a spear, and Simon leapt to take it, reflexively shooting the Self-Defense Army in the head at the SDF who had been crushed under the rubble by the tank just now.

"Looks like we're going to fake it." Simon looked down and fired a few rounds at the ceiling that had just been swept away by the rain of bullets, and Ramirez threw Simon a bridge clip again. "No other submachine guns?" Simon shouted, and through the shattered glass, Simon saw Jonathan, who was advancing with a machine gun, and the Crusader infantry behind him.

"It's better than a pistol!" The one-eyed dragon responded, Simon threw away the bridge clip, this kind of old rifle does not have a semi-automatic rate of fire compared to any assault rifle, but it is better than the simple and reliable structure, the leather is durable and easy to replenish ammunition, Simon really didn't want to hide in the hall on the first floor full of rebounding and jumping stray bullets, so he simply crawled to Marko's side.

The walls crackled with more intense light and heavy fire, and Simon knew that this was a prelude to the infantry's advance, and soon, just two or three minutes after the tank crashed into the apartment building, the Crusader infantry, who had been waiting for the attack, rushed into the hall. "There are at least eight people up there! Hurry up, hurry up! Ramirez shouted.

Simon: They had already put on the emblems of the Crusader clothing in advance, and of course the red-eyed Crusaders would not interrogate them in this environment to which unit they belonged to, and immediately handed over the Molotov cocktails by hand, and directly shot the ceiling with heavy machine guns, and the strong ones were thrown upwards to drive away the defenders at the staircase, and the flames continued to advance, and a burst of "buzzing" nitrogen gas pushed the flames to burn, which was a terrible wail.

"Alright, let's go." Outside the building, Jonathan beckoned to signal the line of fire to rest for a while, Ramirez glanced at the paralyzed M60, panicked at the thought that there were still a lot of unshot grenades inside, and the three of them hurriedly stepped on the gap in the corner of the building to escape from the fateful apartment building.

Kankan ran more than 100 meters, and the fuse of the shell in the tank finally couldn't stand the scorching and was activated, which instantly caused a chain reaction in several grenades in the tank's ammunition rack, and the power of the concentrated explosion of the 105 mm grenade instantly blew the small building to the ground, and the actual shock wave knocked down the team members who were far away.

Simon wiped the blood gushing out of his nose with a hand, and struggled to crawl behind the cement barricade, the five senses of the living corpse gene enhancement seemed to become a double-edged sword, his ears were certainly several times sharper than ordinary people, and several times more sensitive than ordinary people, and the moment the shock wave hit him, the body fluid was out of balance.

Jonathan reached out and dragged Simon, and the lively Ranger was only gasping for breath at the moment. "This building is collapsing!" Marco turned his head to see that the medium-caliber shells had destroyed the apartment's load-bearing structure, no different from the Lego bricks that were about to be knocked down by the naughty boy, and the living people around him scrambled in the opposite direction.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" The smoke and dust from the collapse of the apartment building choked Simon coughing violently, seeing Simon looking like he was bleeding, Ramirez hurriedly took out the bottle of "sniffing salt", hesitated for a few seconds and broke Simon's mouth, poured some in, the effect of the medicine was immediate, Simon straightened his waist like an electric shock, and was pushed back to the ground by the team members who were afraid of stray catapults, after a burst of epileptic convulsions, Simon You

You woke up and spat out a few mouthfuls of extremely thick black blood.

Simon watched as the all-terrain vehicle (ATVs) that were keeping an eye on them were drowned in the smoke and dust of the collapse, and the team entered a street-facing store, cleared a table on the spot, pulled down the roller shutter, and lifted him onto the table as if he was going to prepare for first aid in the field.

"I'm fine, I'm okay......" Simon rolled over, helped himself up and sat against the wall, and said, "What the hell did you feed me?" ”

"Caviar from Lake Erie carp, your little brother will be sad for the next few days." Ramirez carefully put away the two-finger-wide glass bottle and listened to the incessant gunfire of roasted beans in the street. "Fortunately, you're back, but you don't have to worry about how to solve your needs, you can sleep when you can, we're in the Green Zone."

The members of the team who had been fighting in the middle of the night all greedily inhaled the purgatory-like breath of Mandsville, and it took a long time to sit down cross-legged to rest, but how could they really sleep like water? Even if you are extremely tired, you have to keep a blind eye to it, lest some war maniac rush in with a cluster grenade and carry out a suicide attack.

Simon gradually felt that his heart rate had calmed down, except that he did not turn on the hour hand overload, Simon had used short-acting AATS almost hundreds of times in the past few hours, but the sequelae were far less stimulating than the caviar powder gave him, at most he felt groggy in his mind for a while. Simon wasn't too surprised by the power of the AATS, as the AATS chip was used in Fort Kent on the T-55 Lancer solo mech, which was still in the run-up to the final small-scale trial.

Although the Rangers became independent from the ASOF (Alliance Special Operations Command) on the eve of all-out war and truly expanded their strength to an independent parachute regiment, compared with the small-scale infiltration operations of the Navy SEALs and the Triangle Team, the Rangers Regiment has the frontal confrontation capability of the regular corps and retains the quality of soldiers who can draw squads to carry out special orders at any time.

Even to the critical point where the capture of Emar Fortress was related to the entire counteroffensive campaign, the Allied Command equipped the T-51 mechs in the second round of airborne weapon boxes with combat logic chips, and several mecha parachutes without weapons pods insisted on holding on to the siege of dozens of Blizzard heavy mechs with superior combat prediction.

Adolfina once reminded Simon that even during her long journey, she had only seen Auguste Franz, the Speaker of the Thirteenth Council of the Iron City, the Emperor and a few other people have AATS watches that can make absolutely fair time biased, but Simon has a small worry, if the Solomon expedition that dug out the existence of the Fort Kent Vault from his mouth really opened the door of the vault at this time, will all the watches left in the armory hundreds of meters underground be under control?

Thinking of this, Simon felt as if he had been punched, AATS is an important reason, in the wasteland world where there is no mercy for newcomers, Simon has escaped many crises that should have been fatal, if only Solomon had obtained dozens of AAs in the armory

TS watch, his revenge is far away, not to mention the electrocution and whipping that Richard Solomon once inflicted on him......

"I remember, I wait, I remember......" Simon remembered the indifferent color in Vickers Solomon's pale gray eyes when he glanced at him, no more than the ants outside the city looked up to him, Solomon's silver and white color was just like the eternal silence of the sand sea in the summer wilderness, dazzling and bright, and symbolized the medical industry they controlled, white pills, white coats, and formidable scalpels, together formed the scale behind Solomon's silver badge, meaning justice and saving lives. Perhaps as early as the founding of the city, the Humans of the Vault had conceived it this way.

"What do you say?" Jonathan's bull's eyes were as big as the brass bell looked at Simon, and the bald giant was busy mending his steel armor, covering layers of sewage-soaked animal skins as a lining cloth, so that he could share a little bullet kinetic energy.

"Nothing." Simon struggled to control his trembling hands to wring the lid of the kettle. "Give." Ramirez unscrewed the lid for him. Simon poured saliva into his chapped lips. "Is it over?"

Ramirez scrambled to his feet, motioned for Marco to keep an eye on the rebels outside the door, turned and climbed up to the loft, which was presumably a storehouse that sold bacon, and returned with a string of blood sausages in a short time.

"We are on Iron Bone Street next to the main axis near the North City Gate, the Crusaders are starting to use this street as a shelter for wounded soldiers, the line of fire has advanced to the signal tower of the City Hall Square, I guess the main attack will not end until dawn at the earliest, and we are safe now."

Marco and Jonathan didn't need to say much to pull through the sausage filled with pig's blood and chew it, Simon tasted it, and the strong fishy smell was strong, but now he has no chance to pick his mouth, and he gnawed off half of the kettle and drank the kettle, and Simon couldn't bite anymore.

"Dangdang!" The outside of the roller shutter suddenly shook and crackled, and everyone immediately held the handle of the gun and hid behind the thick wall pillar and counter, before Simon could make any further movements, the woman outside the door was panting and crying and sobbing and pleading: "Please show mercy, I know there are people inside, please let me in, they, they are coming......"

The burning city, a group of robbers came with the purpose of killing and looting, what the citizens of Mandsville were going through, they didn't dare to say much, they didn't dare to think about it, no one moved a step towards the roller shutter, and the team members pressed the trigger tightly with their index fingers, and the team members were more afraid that this was a decoy, a determine, than to save a woman who might be dragged away and ravaged.

"Please...... At least, at least, please bring my child in......" There was a faint cry of a child outside the roller shutter.

Simon closed his eyes, fumbled and tore off his underwear and cotton, twisted it, and changed a new bandage to the wound on his neck, and soon turned a deaf ear, and soon, the cry of the woman outside the door suddenly rose, and the crusaders who came from the mountain of corpses and blood took her away, except for the sporadic gunfire that gradually faded away, and the silence outside the door returned.

"Do you say that there is still a god in this world? I'm not talking about a damn blood god, I mean, a good god. Simon asked suddenly.

"Phew!" The response was a mouthful of Marko's spit.

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