"Phew, it's!"

This is the words that Brother Steel scolded when he stepped on the first foot of the 210 Heights, of course, this bad sentence will never be recorded in the annals of history. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not far from our feet is the main supply base of the Hound Regiment, the town of Ron.

According to the map information provided by the White Turbans, it was originally a small town with less than 2,000 inhabitants, but now when we look down, we find that the bird area is almost three times larger than the original mark, and is surrounded by black-roofed warehouses on the original basis, which really looks like a lump of dried excrement.

"Well, we can't play any new tricks with this dick, so let's just do it!" The military advisor pulled the collar of the trench coat hard, and a foul word came out rarely.

"Haha, that's good, the hero sees the same thing, I like it!" Brother Steel laughed out loud.

"Cut, I almost forgot, the front is your strong point, hey, don't be strainy today."

"Haha, I'm making trouble, brother, don't worry."

The dark clouds in the sky are rolling, the lightning is flashing, the two chief officers stand on the mountains and point to the country, laughing loudly, and their posture is full of indescribable arrogance, like the leading brother in the old-fashioned gangster movie.

"Alright, guys, them!"

Brother Steel turned his head and yelled.

The guys got excited, raised their arms and shouted, and then they all got into their weapon cabs and screwed their dicks to the maximum horsepower.

Brother Steel stopped the three of us and lowered his voice in a mysterious way.

"Hey, guys, are you sure about that ....... tactical mission?"

We felt very embarrassed for a while, saying "yes" is pure nonsense, and if we miss it at that time, Brother Steel will not be able to smoke us to death, but it would be too embarrassing to say "no", such a big task has been handed over to us, and we have been preparing for so long without a result, where to put it in the future?

"Probably a little bit, as long as that guy can fit a little bit of our script........" I muttered ambiguous nonsense.

"Cut, if it doesn't work, just talk about it, what a!"

After so many years of leading the big brother, of course Brother Gang knows me too well, and he is unceremoniously sprayed, and then asked loudly.

"Isn't the biggest trouble being that you don't know when the sniper will show up?"

We nodded together, and the words spoke to our hearts.

"Snipers only appear at important targets, so just then, when the time comes, I will come out and show my face more, you seize the opportunity to kill him at once!"

I was so scared that I even turned green.

It's a suicide attack, it's crazy.

"Hey, I said boss, your brain is not broken, the last guy who was as awesome as you is still lying in bed, do you think the intensive care unit is not crowded enough?" Yang Ge unceremoniously interjected, she is a member of the Blonna Group and has nothing to do with us, so she has no scruples at all when she speaks.

"That's not right, brother and daughter-in-law, you know, my life is very hard, and it's too troublesome for death to take me in." Brother Steel grinned.

Yang Ge raised his eyebrows happily, but for the first time, he didn't say anything to refute.

It's just a pervert with a bitter expression of "super pressure".

"The military advisor told you that 'you want to destroy the prince', don't listen to him, this kid didn't think that you would succeed at all, he just wanted to use this method to squeeze out your potential, even if you can contain the armored killer, even if you succeed, don't take it too seriously, this kid's style of doing things is like this, no matter what, he is also thinking about the whole battalion."

Damn, I see.

We were a little discouraged for a while, but we were a little annoyed, because didn't this look down on people?

"It's still the same old saying, don't force it if you can't do it, nothing is more precious than the lives of your brothers." Brother Steel admonished.

The assault began abruptly in the middle of the night, at six o'clock, just as the Hound soldiers were leisurely stuffing the last bite of bibimbap or pasta into their mouths in the cafeteria.

"Boom Boom"

The cannonballs streaked across the sky like geese, blasting along the needles and threads of the hounds, like a red-hot chainsaw, cutting straight into the cream cake.

The artillery we carry is seriously insufficient, most of them are 107mm small rocket launchers with a range of eight kilometers, and only four 152mm howitzers that have been dragged over with great difficulty are a little usable, and the shells are still seriously insufficient, there is only one reserve base, and now Brother Steel has ordered all the big guys who can breathe fire together to bombard the rebel positions. The amateur artillery men of the Iron Shark Battalion showed great courage and blew up an armory and an oil depot with a single random shot, causing the flames to rise at least a hundred meters high.

"Guys, come on!"

Brother Steel roared over the radio, driving his [Tsar's Machete] to jump out of the mud first.

Lightning and thunder erupted at this moment, and the azure electric light reflected on the steel-faced armor, bursting into a dazzling flash, making the body look like a god of war descending from the mortal world.

When the rainstorm came, the entire battlefield turned into a hell of water and mud, and the brothers drove the mechs to their feet, trampling the mud, and following closely behind Brother Steel, firing and charging desperately. The Hound Regiment had a lot of artillery, many of which were powerful and oversized guns, but at this time not even a single shot was fired.

The men of the Iron Shark Battalion slaughtered in one go, compressed the distance to within a hundred meters, and opened fire on the enemy's head with short guns and long guns, forming a fierce battle in an instant, with metal parts flying everywhere and hydraulic oil flying in all directions.

The torrential rain intensified.

The hounds were wailing and screaming, screaming like pigs.

I listened with enthusiasm, but now I couldn't move at all, because I had to wait for the key target to appear, and so did Yang Ge and the pervert.

"Where's it, where the are you, baby?"

I roared wildly in my heart, nailing Brother Steel with the scope reticle, for fear of missing the slightest bit of information, because now Brother Steel is acting completely like a leader, and the role is too conspicuous, and ordinary trained snipers will never let go of this target.

In other words, in case of any of our negligence, Brother Steel will be a dead man directly!

"Pervert, how are you doing over there?"

"Didn't find anything at all?"

"Yang Ge?"

"No need to ask, nothing."

"Damn, you two don't have cataracts, hey, show me seriously!"

Yang Ge scolded back unceremoniously.

"You're a cataract, and if you're a sniper in your right mind, it's not the time to shoot yet!"

Well, I seem to be in a bit of a hurry.

The battlefield was a chaotic mess, like another lump of mud, the mecha troops on both sides fought together, and any heavy weapons could not be used, only the most primitive skills were left to fight, this kind of combat method happened to be the one that the officers and men of the "Iron Shark" battalion were best at.

The people of the Hound Regiment frantically withdrew their tentacles like slashed octopuses, but the guys of the Iron Shark Battalion immediately bit on it tightly, and once again pulled the battle situation back to a near-battle state within two hundred meters. While his pattern of action isn't pretty, it's not ingenious, and it's even a little clumsy, it's very effective, no matter how fierce the interception fire, he can cut in front of his opponent every time with precision, and then split them in two with an axe.

It's a bit similar to Bang Bang's fighting style, but it's actually completely different.

Bang Bang is good at using machine guns and electric axes, which is actually a combination of medium and short-range combat, but Brother Steel completely compresses the battle to within 100 meters, blasts it with grenades a little farther away, picks up guys and kills them at close range, and the shooting weapon seems to be a complete burden for him, and the mecha soldiers of the Hound Regiment retreat in fear in front of him. Led by his powerful drill, the Iron Shark Battalion quickly broke through the first line of defense.

But what made me very unhappy was that in the assault team, I obviously saw a lot of Zhang Longfeng's little brother, all yelling and screaming to follow Brother Gang to rush to kill, the performance was very eye-catching, and even overshadowed the limelight of some veterans on our side, but I never found the figure of that kid, which made me feel uncomfortable.

At this time, my radio headset blew up, and it was Yang Ge's furious voice.

"Hey, where the fuck are you looking, Lao Wang Ba is out of the hole!"