Chapter 166

"Get your weapons ready and go to the side!"

Eric roared and waved his pistol as the side of the makado tank was exposed to enemy fire.

Driven by him, the soldiers swayed and ran to the battle position. Now their light weapons can come in handy.

The hiss of heavy flamethrowers sounded from high. As the tanks advanced, the enemy's defense line was burned into a burning hell by huge fuel.

In this process, casualties are also increasing with the pace of progress.

One soldier fell down and gasped for the dead in his throat, while another soldier screamed on the ground with a broken arm.

The situation on the battlefield looked like a mess. Weapons were fired from all directions. Only the most sensitive commander could capture the key.

Eric was such a man. On the chaotic front, he found the enemy running away with his back to the undead pest for the first time.

Every time the main gun roared, the enemy vehicles trying to reinforce were instantly beaten into a pile of black smoke metal debris. The enemy obviously had nothing to do with heavy armor.

Miller stood with his soldiers and kept firing at the enemy with his laser rifle.

The weapon had become hot in his hand, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He hit an enemy and hit it directly. The guy fell down like a kicked lamp.

A second later, another enemy was also knocked to the ground. It looked much smaller than the others around, carrying a bulging sack.

This battle is full of disgusting aliens. Such killing can create a strong sense of revenge.

The soldiers also played happily.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

His deputy company commander suddenly roared.

"The enemy's anti tank forces, nine o'clock!"

Miller turned to look and found a team of Tan explosive boys with explosive sledgehammers running towards the undead under the cover of smoke.

They are smart enough to hide out of the sight of soldiers and be careful not to be burned by side flamethrowers.

If they were allowed to approach, even the armor of makado heavy tanks would not be spared.

"Confirm their distance."

Miller pointed to the three soldiers, who nodded and leaned out from behind the bunker to get a better angle.

"Ah!"

One of them was immediately knocked down by the enemy's fire, while the other two retreated.

But Eric suddenly stood next to them and pointed his blaster pistol at them, so that they had some thoughts.

"They are about 200 meters away and are still approaching."

"Colonel Lucian, Colonel Lucian, do you hear me, do you hear me?"

Eric yelled at the radio, but there was no response.

It seems that he has to solve the problem himself.

"Three rows, kill all the green garbage for me. Don't let them get close to the tank."

As soon as his order was given,

The beam of light penetrated the smoke filled air, and the logging gun began to roar.

At once, three more of the Tambo boys who were advancing with the cat on their waist were knocked down to the ground.

But not enough. They got close to the chariot.

"Kill them, kill them"

Eric's voice became hoarse. It's no joke to lose a heavy armor - they must be held accountable as cover infantry after the war.

Then two more flat explosive boys were sieved, but one threw a lit stick bomb at the undead before he died.

Fortunately, it didn't land on the tank in the end.

Unfortunately, it hit a pile of people behind the tank.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the body fragments were blown all over the sky by the violent explosion, and the people on the tank command tower stopped firing, leaving only a scream

Then move on.

In the fierce battlefield, even mourning is a luxury. They can only bury their heads and continue to sprint.

After moving a certain distance, they had approached the position of the green artillery position, and some captured anti-aircraft guns were deployed here, all hidden in earth bunkers.

Heavy machine gun bunkers are on both sides of the trench, and high sandbags are as long as the trench itself.

As if they had been invaded, the defensive laser array fired into the air again, and the air was quickly heated and made an uncomfortable sound.

Green Pi, who operated anti-aircraft guns, found the enemy attack, waved his hands quickly, and then the quadruple gun barrel pointed to the incoming makado heavy tank.

Before they could fire, the undead pest opened fire first.

Although those green skins did set up enough cover on the side, nothing was safe in front of heavy cannons.

An anti-aircraft gun was hit, and all the green skins in it got on the plane and tore up in mid air like rags.

The other gun was no better. It was directly blown up, and everything inside turned into a lump of black smoke residue.

"Everybody keep your head down!"

The remaining anti-aircraft guns immediately fired back, and the ammunition hit several makado heavy tanks within the firing range like a rainstorm.

Bursts of heat flow across the armor, the sound of warhead explosion covered other sounds, and of course, shrapnel flying around.

In the face of counterattack, the undead pest increased its horsepower and continued to move forward. The front armored mechanism guns roared and blasted the two further anti-aircraft guns into a pile of scrap iron.

The infantry are now on the edge of the trench. This Bu Tan coordination is not perfect. It can only make the casualties look less exaggerated.

"Come on, come on!"

Miller roared, indicating the direction to his soldiers, while the undead insect rotated its body to try to block the infantry's moving route and maintain the line of sight with the anti-aircraft gun position.

The soldiers quickly dodged in small groups. Miller let the remaining heavy weapons support team hide behind a pile of high sandbags, while he took another pile of people to a crater as a shelter.

One by one, the team ran to the designated position, but the deputy company commander who ran with the medics got a bullet in the chest and fell.

Miller glanced at his fallen comrade, but did not stop - there was a fist sized hole in his chest. He must be dead.

It's a bad thing to leave the tank to fight. The ground is stirred in a mess. The blood and dust mix together to make the ground muddy.

Miller hid himself behind a pile of smoking ruins and looked.

At present, the command group has only Zheng prevarication, and Alec still stays with him. He immediately counted the number and found that the correspondent was missing.

He looked at the direction the tank was going,

Then a sound came from the small walkie talkie built in the helmet. It was very unclear and mixed with the smell of pain.

This is the voice of the correspondent.

"Sir... I... I'm in trouble."

"The others stay here. I'll find him."

Miller left the bunker and ran across the battered field. The air was full of the sound of weapons from the bunker above.

On his right, the fifth company was fighting a desperate battle, trying to knock down the enemies who tried to detour from the side one by one, even if they were being slaughtered by fire from the bunker.