Chapter 262： Break through the cordon (5)

He is not a brainless idiot, let alone a tendon in his blood. From the enemy's firepower, he can tell that the military academy can't be kept. In this situation, he won't run? Waiting to die?

The firefight between the military gate and the root of the south wall was the most intense, but the gunfire was sparse on the north wall. If you want to escape the battlefield safely, you can only choose to escape from the north. (Starting)

Truman likes war, likes the flash of gunfire, and even more enjoys shooting the opponent, listening to the enemy groaning and howling at his feet, bleeding to death. However, he was more timid than anyone else, otherwise, he wouldn't be a guard at the front door in this military academy.

In Truman’s world, wars, artillery, and so on are all on paper. After all, Rector belongs to the hinterland of Monya, and the Garcia rebels cannot come here to go wild, and civilians, who dare not open their eyes to the government? What's more, this is Lanna Military Academy, unless you are impatient.

Unexpectedly, the war suddenly broke out like this, silently, and there was no sign that the rain was coming.

He doesn't want to die, "It's better to die than to live", and the words are not rough.

It was a target. Truman didn't even wear the power armor. In this way, he could walk through the shadows, and would not be spotted by those enemies wearing power armor with higher performance than the Guardian Knight.

Truman overestimated his skill, and just ran a hundred meters along the shadow of the high wall and maple trees, and rammed into the circle of two marauders and a machine gunner.

Truman was frightened. He had a deep understanding of the horror of these heavily armored soldiers. The master who can even overturn the rapid-fire defensive turret is still 3vs1, and the gods will not be able to save him.

"You do it well, let me go." Truman rolled his eyes, and fell to his knees with a "puff", with high acting skills comparable to movie actors. The tears come as soon as they say they are, and the tear ducts are as good as the prostate: "I have no choice but to pay the sponsorship fee at home, so I can only... I can only come here as a soldier. Actually. I treat this country and this The government, like you, will hate it, otherwise, it won’t run away in battle."

The sorrow of the voice and the seriousness of the expression are completely capable of acting.

Changing Claire here, I'm afraid she has already moved her compassion. Unfortunately, the object of his cry was Aros.

The veteran opened his mask and snorted at him while exhaling a puff of smoke: "Hey, we meet again."

Truman was stunned: "It's... it's you, why are you?" He remembered. More than a week ago, this person and a man and a woman came to the military academy to find someone. You remember that it was already night, and the kid with reckless nature wanted to be rough. If it weren't for being stopped by the old guy in front of him, he would have rewarded the blind boy with a bullet.

Why are they? What exactly is going on?

"Hey, I ask you, where is my lighter?" Aros "Patter, Patter" smoking a cigar.

"The lighter..." Truman's thoughts turned, and he woke up randomly: "Your lighter is in the hands of Lieutenant Althorpe. Now he is commanding the defense robot at the front door to resist your attack."

"Oh." Aros nodded.

"Then... Then I can go?" Truman asked cautiously.

"Let's go." Aros stood up and said casually.

Truman didn't talk much, he got up and turned around and ran north, who knew he hadn't run 10 meters yet, "Da." A shot was heard. At the place where the blood flew, Truman glared and fell into the dead branches and fallen leaves.

Aros spit out half of the cigar in his mouth, watching the flaming cigarette **** burn a small hole in the center of the dead leaf, he closed the mask with a "slap", and continued to rush forward with the two looters.

At this time, the automatic defense system on the periphery of the military academy was mostly paralyzed, and the heavy gate was bombarded by several rounds of siege tanks into ruins. There were only a few stubborn soldiers remaining on the wall. The strength of a battalion was within 5 minutes. It was defeated and disintegrated.

Elshorp and Gresham hid in the bunker behind the door, using remote control equipment to operate the defense robot sniper gunner group.

"Boom, boom." The southern courtyard wall collapsed, and two fire chariots jumped in at once, and then a gorgeous drift in the front square, all four rounds moved in unison, and the garrison soldiers were ignored. They turned towards the hinterland of the college. The air defense missile array drove away.

"Woo..." One after another, the Fire Chariot jumped out one after another, and the Hellfire Thrower sprinkled flames on the fleeing soldiers.

"Boom." Just as Elsop was distracted, the steel fence at the front door was twisted and deformed by a tank and broke in two. The defensive turrets on both sides of the door sensed the arrival of the enemy, and they popped out of the ground with a "click". Four rockets, like flying silver snakes, landed around the tank and burst into flames.

Amidst the billowing smoke, the siege tank rammed out and knocked down one turret directly. The twin cannons turned and blasted the other turret into debris.

"Pattern..." A sense of shock came from the ground, and more than 100 machine gunners quickly rushed into the front square under the cover of the siege tank.

The second line of defense of the military academy consists of bunker, garrisoned soldiers in the building, and densely distributed turrets like chess pieces.

There were very few defense robots left. The cold sweat on Elshorp's head was like a rushing waterfall. The 800-meter-deep firepower net outside the military academy had a total of 288 self-defense turrets, which were breached by the opponent in just five or six minutes.

The loss of defense robots alone is 98 let alone more than 200 soldiers. The other side only paid a dozen soldiers. No, it's not right, it's less than ten, because he saw some guys in silver armor shoot out a light, and then the wounded soldiers stood up again and continued to go into combat.

With fierce firepower, thick armor, and field medical units, there were more fighters roaring back and forth in the sky, destroying one after another aviation fighters coming from various air bases to support.

How to fight this battle!

A medical transport plane flew across the air, and it just carried soldiers' rifles and fired, as well as rockets from the building's RPG and ground self-defense turrets, unloading one after another heavy armored soldiers carrying large tin cans.

Fire, fire with extreme high temperature, is enough to melt gold and corrode iron.

A few hundred meters from the square turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the scorching flames suppressed the soldiers behind the bunker from raising their heads, and their screams echoed through the communication channel. Five fighters of unfamiliar models from top to bottom dropped a row of flying thunders into the teaching building. At the same time, the collective changes, the "bang" fell on the ground, the two-armed Green machine guns turned, "bang bang bang bang... …" The 30mm bullet fell into the bunker like a torrential rain, exploding one soldier after another. (To be continued...)