Chapter 95： ambush

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At the same time, one kilometer west of the town.

The sun shining on the highway guardrail reflected dazzling glare, the road surface was abnormally dry, and the hot air wave rolled endlessly at the end of the line of sight, spreading out a series of shaking waves.

With a low and high whistle sound, a convoy slowly approached the horizon. Driving in the forefront are two saber-toothed tiger A1 armored personnel carriers, followed by three modified sixteen-wheeled large military trucks, and further behind, there are still two saber-toothed tiger A1 armored personnel carriers.

The "Celtic" holy sword pattern on the car body is extremely eye-catching, radiating circles of coquettish red light under the scorching sun.

The speed of the convoy was not very fast. The tires rolled over the dry road and raised a layer of maze of sand.

The two saber-tooth tiger A1 armored personnel carriers in front of them drove unhurriedly. The driver Carmen Eddie yawned a few times. The afternoon sun made people sleepy.

This can’t help but make him miss the days when he was on vacation at the beach. The beautiful girls in bikinis lined up on the beach. The sun sprinkled a circle of soft light on the water, and the waves touched the coast, sending waves of comfort. The fishy smell.

In comparison, the **** **** task right now is so boring, boring, and extremely boring.

"Heh..." He yawned again. He yawned and picked up the military water bottle next to the seat, just about to take a few sips to his mouth and moisten his throat. Suddenly, a red light flashed on the surface not far in front, and then, a deafening explosion came, and flying sand splashed around covering a small part of the sky.

He was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses under the yell of his fellow robe. While stepping on the brake, he shouted at the communication equipment: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The tires pulled out a number of slip marks on the ground, accompanied by the dull venting sound of the truck when braking, and another explosion came out, but this time it was replaced with the rear.

The road ahead was blown into a big hole, making it difficult to drive through, and the road behind was also cut off. Where could Carmen take care of drinking water, and hurriedly threw the kettle away, picked up the walkie-talkie on the console, and shouted: "Quick, quick, protect the truck."

"Boom...Boom..." The rear doors of the four saber-toothed tiger A1 armored personnel carriers opened, and several soldiers in power armor filed out of the car.

However, before they started their defensive formations, fires flashed on the south **** across the road, and groups of rockets left smoke trails in the air, like fluttering swarms of snakes, raining on the armored body, exploding. The flames of the raging heat wave.

"South slope, south slope, the enemy is on the south slope." The roar of the convoy commander Owen Griffin came from the communicator. The soldiers raised their guns and pulled the trigger toward the southern **** where the fire was lit.

"Didi..." The warning indicator on the console lights up, and the self-check program shows that the body armor is severely damaged, the power system is malfunctioning, and the vehicle has lost its ability to move.

"SHIT!" Carmen cursed, transferred from the main driver to the weapon console at the rear, awakened the on-board radar, switched to the enemy detection mode, then bounced off the safety cover of the missile launcher joystick, exerted his right wrist, and turned the joystick. Make the two triple missile launchers on the roof slowly turn to due south.

"The target is locked." With the beep from the headset, a row of dense red light spots appeared on the radar screen. That is the map of the enemy's force distribution on the southern slope. At this time, the radar has input the coordinates of several densely populated areas into the guidance system. Only by pressing the launch button, the enemy can be blown up.

"Bad son, dare to intercept the military convoy, so that you can see what is the difference in strength." Carmen roared, waiting to press the launch button, and suddenly, a sharp warning sounded: "The heat source is approaching detected."

He looked down and saw a small fast-moving red dot on the radar approaching the center.

"What the hell..." This was Carmen's last thought during his lifetime.

Billowing smoke rose into the air. Through the armored vehicle that was blown into a ball of steel waste by anti-tank missiles, you could see the back of several pickup trucks on the north **** of the highway.

"Damn it!" Irving threw the empty magazine to the ground. The four armored vehicles were just scrapped, and they were killed by a group of unknown guys with such simple weapons. This is a shame.

"Ding jingle bells." Stray bullets hit the guardrail, leaving rows of bullet holes.

"Swish, swish." A few more rockets flew past, landed in the gap of the vehicle, and exploded. The air wave lifted several soldiers into the air. They rolled, got up and continued to fight back.

Although the power armor is awkward and very uncomfortable to wear on the body, the protective effect is indeed not good. In an atmospheric environment, bullets below 7mm are difficult to pierce the outer armor layer and cause fatal damage to the wearer. In addition, it can effectively resist damage from small explosions and shock waves.

"Tweet tweeted." A row of bullets hit the roadbed, splashing dusty sand. Owen was hiding behind the scrapped armored vehicle, breathing heavily. Because he didn’t know how many enemies were hiding in the North Slope, he dared not send troops to attack the South Slope. The main task this time was to **** three trucks to Root Bay. If they attack the South Slope with all their strength, in case the enemy on the North Slope takes advantage of the attack. , Under the enemy's back and belly, it will inevitably fall into a hard fight.

Four armored vehicles were scrapped, but three trucks were intact. It can be seen from this that I am afraid that this group of people came for the contents of the vehicles. The opponent occupies the commanding heights on both sides, one side is located in a low-lying place, and the slopes on both sides are flat and open. Once a charge is initiated, it will inevitably encounter a head-on attack. The enemy has a large number of rockets. The frontal impact of explosive energy.

Considering that the enemy's target is three trucks, the only solution for now is to use the scrapped vehicles to secure the array and hold them until the reinforcements arrive. But, will the enemy give himself a respite?

The answer was no. Reality quickly responded to him, "Boom, boom, boom." With a burst of metallic sound, a column of smoke rose up on the north slope, and more than a dozen grenades were drawn in the air. The rounded parabola fell around the convoy like a bean, bursting into a cloud of steam.

The dense fog spread across the audience instantly, and Owen was taken aback, but when he noticed the green fluorescent powder attached to the power armor skin , his scalp was numb, and the hairs all over his body stood up: " All personnel, immediately hide in the bunker."

His reminder was a little late after all. "Boom, bang, bang..." The sound of a powerful sniper rifle came. Several soldiers hiding behind the guardrail were directly smashed into their heads by the 17MM large-caliber armor-piercing projectile. The blood mixed with the brains ran out on the ground, as if added Lots of tofu residue in chili oil.

At the same time, the figures of the pickup trucks reappeared, the missile launcher in the back pocket turned slightly, and as the fire flashed, the nearly one-meter-wide anti-tank missile rose into the sky, turned around in the air, and pulled out. The long tail flame, like a silver carp, was pierced from above, and exploded in the middle of the group with a "boom", bursting out a cloud of red flames.

The highway was blown out one after another. For a time, the gravel was like rain, and the sorrow was everywhere. Owen curled up behind the overturned armored car, his pale face covered with "Helpless."

The earlier vapor fog is different from ordinary smoke bombs. It is a special nanoparticle that can be adsorbed on the surface of power armor or stealth vehicles, and radiates a special frequency wave, which is specially used for missiles, snipers, and guided bombs. And other high-precision weapons for positioning.

At this moment, the soldiers can be said to be completely exposed to the opponent's field of vision, and wanting to persist until the reinforcements arrive is tantamount to a dream.

"What should I do? What should I do? What on earth should I do!"

Just as Owen was at a loss and unable to do anything, there was a sudden noise from the communicator, and then a shrill woman-like voice came: "Lieutenant Owen, how about it? Do you need my help?"