Chapter 468: Steel Beast (8)

"fast!"
The captain of the Razor shouted loudly.
The chariot has not entered the state yet, its engine wailing at the speed kàngyì demanded, when it rushed towards the hammer, sludge and dirt splashed from its tracks.
The gear screamed as it accelerated, because of the fog they had to get closer to have a chance to shoot.
The captain ordered the fastest and most direct route to approach-directly through the quagmire, directly to the trapped hammer, directly to the enemy's killing zone.
So stupid, so stupid!
The captain of Razor cursed in his head.
"Carat, are you ready to fire?"
"Not yet!"
"how long it takes?"
The growing roar of the engine and the sound and noise of the razor filled the pause between words.
"Three seconds, or no shot at all."
The captain put his face on the periscope, and on their left, the enemy had already split half of them to keep up with them. Razor was making a large-angle detour, dragging the trails of heat and sensors.
In a few seconds, it can go around behind them, which will be a fatal blow.
"On the left, zìyóu fired!"
He waited a moment, but did not hear a response.
"Have you heard? No matter who your jumpy brain is, see the target and fire."
"understand."
A second later, a trembling and flinching voice responded that this was the fart manipulating the secondary gun, which was obviously scared.
"well!"
The captain of Razor growled and then switched channels.
"The razor calls the hammer!"
His ears are full of static interference.
"Mivman, can you hear me?"
The enemy has started attacking the Razor. If they can't kill it, they will die.
He smiled at himself. It is too late to have this idea. Now, they have no choice.
"Carat, fire!"
The first monster approached the hammer and climbed to the top of it.
Accompanied by the hissing of oiled joints and gears, the steel monster stood up straight, and no one could survive the rain of dense secondary artillery shells in the dirty car of Ok.
But the iron-clad creature is not human-it is a transformed monster, and the armor wrapped in its flesh and blood is made to pass the flames of war and the coldness of the void.
The hammerhead of its right arm warhammer flashed lánguāng in the thick air.
Just looking down for a second, those eyes glowing electronically fixed on the reconnaissance vehicle's armor plate, it raised the warhammer.
boom!
The next second, the plasma stream hit it from the side and knocked it down.
The steel monster wriggled wildly as it fell, and its armor retained its original shape just before it dissolved.
The pipeline was heated bàozhà, igniting the air when it fell, and in its armored cage, the flesh twisted by the blue flame turned into smoke and steam.
The thick plasma of the trunk swept through the air, peeling black bubbles from the rage's car body. The enemies closest to the chariot disappeared, leaving only a mass of diffused gas and heat in their armor.
Some of them live longer and try to escape the plasma storm with heavy steps, and their bodies slowly deform with the steps.
"Fuck!"
The light filled the observation slit of the Hammer, the hot white and the shiny blue, and the top armor began to glow red.
Miveman heard the screams of a plasma explosion, electrostatic interference filled his ears, and the light outside gradually became brighter, changing from white to orange.
He put his hand back on the control lever and started the tank's engine.
In a low roar, it accelerated out of the rubble, and the plasma flame burned in its wake.
When he turned the car body to the south, away from the destruction zone, he heard a distant voice in the microphone.
"Damn it! It's aimed at us!"
Razor had trouble after saving the Hammer. Their main gun needed a long time to cool, but the enemy was not completely eliminated. At least four guys stared at it.
"Let's drive back."
Miveman finished, and then paused. He didn't need to look at it to know that the main gunner's face was distorted by confusion.
"That's it. Let's go back and get closer to the Razor."
As soon as Miveman saw that Razor started moving backwards, he knew what the other party wanted to do and what he had bet on.
He cursed, breathed out, and shook his head, half angry and half admired.
"Okay, boss."
The Hammer began to move with a click, its track rolled slowly, and then gradually accelerated as it rushed into the open area in the dense fog.
Meviman attached the eyepiece to the periscope and switched between infrared and basic vision. The fog was thin enough to allow him to see the enemy passing through the water vapor like sharks through the sand-raising water.
"you are here."
He whispered to the microphone:
"Let them notice us."
The muzzle of the dead gun fired flames, and for a time, a cloud of mud and smoke covered an enemy.
When Meviman saw them again, they had changed their direction, turned their bodies together, and the missiles on their shoulders also turned, and the magnetic cannon on the left arm began to rotate.
A track of Razor was hit before and was struggling hard to help Hammer.
Damn it, it's too close--
Miveman felt that the striped metal was almost full of his vision.
He was able to see the red laser light aimed by the missile through the fog, while the enemy was entering the shooting position against them and the Razor in the distance.
As long as they are not completely killed, they may be able to kill both Hammer and Razor vehicles.
Razor had known this for a long time. It roared through the muddy ground, exposing itself as the target.
The only thing that can survive is when Miveman pulls out the hammer to attract the attention of the enemy.
This is a very brave and extremely stupid act.
Aiming at the fire, he turned to Miveman, his ears were filled with Ur's curse again, and he was trying to keep the main gun stable for shooting.
The cannon bolt opened next to him, spitting out a still-smoky shell, and the loader had lifted another cannonball and loaded it into place.
The firing lock was closed as the shell of the brass shell made an anvil impact.
Miveman kept his sight on the front level, very close, too close, this is not an armored battle at all, but a face-to-face fight with the fist of steel with bàozhà.
In this battle, only one side can win.
The red light diffusing from the sight turned into a point in Meviman's field of vision. He didn't know what kind of eyes were looking back at him behind the cold steel.
"Take the middle one and try to cover all four."
Miveman can only choose to believe in Ur.
"Ok."
The other party responded in a low voice.
boom!
The enemy fired for a moment slower than the Hammer, and the rumble of shooting and the sound of impact overlapped in the metal roar.
The four enemies disappeared from Miveman's eyes.
A second later, the metal fragments hit the tank's shell, and the sound was like a thousand hammers striking.
The loader cheered and slapped the bolt, while the main gunner Ur remained silent, watching the flames and smoke rise from the burning corpse and listening quietly.
Click, click, click.
"They hit us."
After that they all heard a friction sound of half-broken metal, like a broken metal rod hitting on the car body.
"parking."
Mivman finished, separating the power from the track.
The Hammer stumbled to a stop, and the metallic click disappeared, and they all knew what had just happened.
Miveman slowly took a breath of muddy, dirty air that was smelly of sweat.
His technical deputy broke the silence.
"The track is not broken."
He said that ~EbookFREE.me~ seemed confident.
"If it breaks, it will be thrown out or stuck."
"It broke in half."
Miveman added that his voice was casual, like talking about how to win a hand.
In the field of vision of the periscope, the enemy has fallen to the ground, but two of them are not dead, but it is not important, because the razor is running over them.
"Mivman, you did it, you are such a great cub!"
The voice of Captain Razor sounded in the microphone, and he could hear the joy of being alive from his words.
Miveman closed his eyes and leaned his head back.
"You are the cub."
He finished speaking, and then he laughed.