The Woolly Bear Elite and the Green Cult Weaker Scum are two different kinds of creatures, one is organized, disciplined, and skilled, and has a tough and tenacious combat style, and orders are carried out as soon as they are given. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I don't have any ability except for being full of, and I rely on shouting slogans to fight a war, and once I am frustrated, I will be confused.

If the air power of Mao Xiong and Eagle Sauce is excluded from the battlefield of Raqqa, once the elite and weak scum of the two sides fight, it will be completely one side that crushes the other.

At the beginning of the battle, the shelling of the 'Thunder' squad tore a hole in the defense line of Raqqa. With the help of the target designation of the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, the continuous and accurate 10 rounds of large-caliber artillery shells forcibly blew up seven or eight heavy fire support points into the sky.

In close combat, the 120-millimeter-thick pipe for rapid support from 500 meters away was too powerful. Compared with the rumbling of the Syrian government army's artillery for a long time but only blowing up a pile of dust, Liu Feiyue's movement in firing the cannon is not big, but he is ruthless enough!

In the dark night, lightning flashed, and thunder struck with a boom, and the ground trembled. The IS bandits who shouted indiscriminately hurriedly called out to their comrades-in-arms on the radio, and when the surrounding situation was unclear, one less response would be given after shouting, which made people not frightened.

After firing ten shells, Liu Feiyue's two-man artillery crew used up the ammunition they carried. A thick tube of one hundred and twenty mm is easy to use, but one shell of sixteen kilograms, even if the armor of the T-45A is removed and the load is reduced, a two-person gun crew can carry a maximum of ten shells.

"One, I'm number five, I'm running out of ammunition, I need to replenish it." Liu Feiyue put the barrel back on his back and temporarily withdrew from the battlefield with his deputy gunner. Fortunately, the ammunition truck that carried them was more than 200 meters away, and it didn't take much time to make a round trip.

"No. 1 understands, Group A suppresses, and Group B continues to impact." Major Valenna saw that it was only about 100 meters away from the enemy's defensive line, and for the sake of safety, she arranged for a group of men to cover. Because the T-45A is good at everything, it's a little annoying - it's not flexible enough and can't run fast.

At this moment, Sector 11 in Raqqa was in chaos, with 10 shells blowing up several important heavy fire points, and the front-line commander Aideed also knew that he was encountering a hard stubble - this was by no means the weak scum of the Syrian government army, but a ruthless character.

The mercenary York will finally find Aideed, and shouts angrily, "Hit the flare, hit the flare!" Otherwise, you won't be able to hold on. ”

Raqqa is the stronghold of IS, the last bastion of Western countries to stir up the situation in Syria. Supposedly, it can last a year or two here, but when York sees the mechanical monsters that are launching the onslaught, he senses that something is very wrong.

The panting mercenary leader was so anxious that his heart was jumping out of his throat, and his mission was to cause trouble for the woolly bear, but now that they were ruthless, he felt that he couldn't bear it.

Night combat is a high-level combat skill, and the Green Sect has never mastered it at all, and not everyone has night vision devices, so York immediately shouted to shoot flares. Otherwise, when those mechanical monsters rush in, the front line will not break itself.

Aideed was so good that he immediately shot several shiny flares into the sky with a mortar. And when the battlefield was as bright as day, both sides of the battle line gasped - fifteen strange-looking machines were running rapidly, and they were already less than fifty meters from the nearest position.

York himself felt like his heart was about to stop, and he was in the ruins of a building, confronted by a rushing T-45A. Under the bright light of the flares, the glass goggles of the mantis helmet glowed with a strange sheen.

This is definitely a new weapon that the woolly bear has put into the battlefield!

York scrambled to pull a camera from his waist to take a picture of the first time he had ever appeared. But when the viewfinder set the mechanical monster opposite, it was the first time he analyzed the strength and weakness of the other party.

First sensation, thick armor. Ordinary weapons are afraid that they can't do anything with it, and this alone will take advantage of it on the battlefield.

Second feeling, no fatigue. From the first time York saw the monster, it had been pounding. In a battle of bullets, ordinary infantry can cross a 500-meter obstacle in ten minutes, but this thing can be killed in more than two minutes, without any rest in the middle.

The third feeling, heavy machine guns, large-caliber heavy machine guns, this thing is actually holding a heavy machine gun of more than 20 kilograms, and it also carries a lot of ammunition, and the firepower is too exaggerated!

This thing must be vicious!

The thought just crossed York's mind when the opposite T-45A opened fire. The large-caliber machine gun shoots at the flat end in the run, and the dynamic coordination function on the mechanical arm ensures the stability of the gun body, and the tom tom bullet flies in.

The leader of the mercenaries turned and ran, knowing that this position would never be stopped. Bunkers that can withstand small and medium-caliber bullets can't stop this firepower, and heavy weapons must be found to fight this mechanical monster.

And just behind this ruin, there are more than a dozen IS bandits, these guys saw the approaching T-45A, and immediately shot in mad dog mode in fear, and the guns in their hands shot desperately.

But with this fire, the heavy machine gun fire swept over, the bunker collapsed, the fortifications collapsed, and the personnel exploded into blood. As the first T-45A, the sharp knife, completely ignored the opponent's bullets and smoothly entered the first line of the 11th sector of Raqqa, and was unstoppable.

There were already corpses all over the front, and the last two or three bandits who were still alive were fighting and retreating, scurrying in a hurry. But even if there was an occasional stray bullet flying, the solid armor easily bounced it away, and the leading T-45A just swept out a shuttle, and several people on the opposite side all fell.

Hit by a 12.7 mm bullet, the corpse was torn apart, and all the organs were like balloons that had burst, popping outward, and the flesh and limbs were all over the ground. It's a nightmare.

The last IS bandit emptied the magazine, and the bolt snapped to end the final impact. He looked at the mechanical monster close at hand, and could only hold his head and let out a sharp and frightened cry, which would not save Allah.

"You trash, started the war, but never thought about how to end it." A muffled voice is heard from T-45A, and he kicks it out. The screaming bandit was kicked in the abdomen, and when he fell to the ground, he stopped screaming and convulsed vigorously. "So I was commanded to end your life."

At this moment, Aideed had already begun to retreat, and he did not even inform his men who were placed on the front line, because they could not be notified at all. Just one of his men was overwhelmed by the accurate and ferocious fire of his opponent.

Those who dare to raise their heads are dead, and the digital helmet can accurately identify the location of those hostile targets, and the A group responsible for suppressing only needs to hit a shuttle. The advantage of having heavy firepower on all hands is that you can ignore the enemy's bunkers and kill them directly.

After just two minutes, Romanov, who was in the rear to shoot a spot, found himself on target. The large-caliber sniper rifle in his hand only fired a few rounds, and it didn't even count as a warm-up.

Mortar flares were still hanging high in the sky, the entire battlefield was clear, and the entire 'Thunder' squad had entered the city.

And hundreds of meters away on the government front, a large group of weak scum was looking at the battlefield with indescribable eyes, looking at the mechanical monsters on the battlefield that exuded a violent aura.

Hundreds of people died, a lot of weapons and equipment were lost, and the front that could not be broken through for several days was killed by these monsters in only a few minutes.

The era of ruling the world by barbarism and brutality is long gone, why don't you green idiots just understand? Science and technology are the primary productive forces, and you need to read Deng Xuan, not outdated scriptures. (To be continued.) )