Chapter 743: Tide of Hellfire (5)

Kolobanov bit his lip.
The explosion was far away from them, but just on their way back to the bunker.
Bombing again?
maybe.
Long-range artillery or giant rockets?
But his vehicle remained stationary, something else was shaking the ground.
Suddenly, the shock came again, and then again, as if replying to his thoughts.
This slow rhythm made him feel like he was alone in the dark forest, listening to the invisible horror sound hovering at the edge of the field of vision.
"Lieutenant--"
The sound on the radio sounds exhausted and cold, but for some reason Kolobanov has never been so happy to hear someone talking.
"Did you feel it?"
It was the captain of the light tank with damaged tracks.
"Yes."
Kolobanov whispered, as if afraid of being alarmed, everyone lowered his voice deliberately.
"There was an explosion in the southeast."
"A night attack?"
The other party responded, with a hint of hope in the words?
"But the shock and explosion are not synchronized."
"Maybe it takes longer for the shock wave to pass through the rocks and the land."
"maybe."
Kolobanov could hear his voice lacking confidence.
"I think we should set off immediately and keep the communication silent."
"What? We haven't completely--"
But Kolobanov has already pressed another button on the radio.
"176, can you hear me?"
He waited for a while before sending the message again.
"176--"
"I heard you, Lieutenant."
It sounds like the captain is struggling to wake up.
"well."
Kolobanov opened the channel again.
"All units, we must keep quiet and advance at the slowest speed. I have a bad hunch that this place can't wait."
He finally glanced into the periscope and reached for the radio button.
The earth shook once, and then again.
"Wait one--"
There was a voice about to speak out, but I couldn't finish it.
Everyone was stunned.
A behemoth strode out of the dense fog in front of Kolobanov, like walking through the curtain to the front desk.
A few meters thick curved armor plate covers its shoulders, its back looks like it is bent under the weight of the rocket and weapon carried, and bright yellow and black paint covers its raised metal skin.
Its arms combine a long-barreled weapon and a scary pair of cutting pliers. The oily shell covered by its limbs flashes in the dense fog, and its eyes flash an electronic green light.
A beam of light blasted in front of it, a trunk-like piston sizzled as it progressed, and a grotesque smiley face was carved on its barrel-shaped belly. This face Kolobanov has seen countless times today Too.
Damn, Ok's smile.
But there is nothing worse than encountering this smiley face in front of the situation. It is the of war, a top war machine, and the world trembles under its feet.
This is the Mao Ge warrior brought by Agam from the Abandoned City. It lost its direction in the intricate terrain of the canyon, but came by mistake to the front of the team where Kolobanov was.
So bad luck fell on Kolobanov's side.
"Reverse!"
Kolobanov felt like he was screaming, Joe was yelling, the engine of the YT tank roared to output its full power, and the radio was also filled with yelling inside the other two tanks.
Mao Zedong will notice these armor. It has destroyed a lot of shrimp armor today. It knows that these small things are very weak, so it moves forward without any hassle. The flames erupt from the front end of its right arm. The rotation of the barrel makes a continuous, harsh noise.
"Quickly! We are going to be blasted into the sky!!"
Kolobanov was screaming, but his car screamed and protested without any warm-up, directing his full efforts.
But it still obeyed and suddenly backed away, crawling the ground.
"Come! Sit tight!!!"
Joe yelled that he was holding the gun sight and put his hand on the firing rod.
Boom~~~~!
The ground around them exploded, and the reconnaissance vehicle with damaged tracks was directly bounced into the air because it could not dodge it, and then it was smashed down.
In an instant, observe the yellow and red fire flashing in the crack, and the car body sounded with the collision of the shrapnel.
"Damn!"
When the hapless light tank landed, Kolobanov ran into the front, and the pain exploded in his brain, as if there was a high-pitched noise around him.
Soon, warm liquid flowed from his forehead to his left eye, but he had no time to ignore it.
Kolobanov reached out to reach the joysticks, and despite his blurred vision, he still touched them through his gloves.
His tank was still moving, and as soon as it stabilized, the track began to taxi and turn.
Kolobanov slammed the right track, and the car body turned swayingly.
Outside the car, the warrior Mao’s weapons roared again, and the whole world was shaking, as if shaken by the old gods.
Kolobanov pushed the chariot forward, and the gear screamed at high speed.
They only have a few seconds at most.
Kolobanov had heard stories about Ouke's giant machinery, and even saw several photos taken during their actions~EbookFREE.me~ rumored that they carry enough firepower to turn the city into ruins And melted glass.
Perhaps they are still alive only because this terrible machine has released only a negligible amount of power to kill them.
Through the blurred vision, he could see blue and white light flashing through the observation slit and hear the squeal of plasma cutting air.
No. 41's 122mm main gun was firing at the advancing machine. The shells hit the first armor of the giant machine, but only a few pieces of insignificant iron skin were shot.
General Brother Mao roared back. The howling of his horn of war overshadowed his footsteps. At the same time, his left arm weapon began to glow, lightning gathered on the focus coil, and steam began to burst from the weapon barrel.
Kolobanov also noticed that even the weapon in his right arm began to rotate, obviously this time it was going to use its full force.
"How long will it take to fire again?"
Kolobanov yelled that No. 41 was swinging and was constantly changing directions in order not to be hit.
Everyone's uniform was covered with sweat. Kolobanov felt a stinging sensation in his eyes when he tried to focus on his eyes. He thought optimistically that they might have successfully penetrated the enemy's armor.
But in fact, this is not enough to threaten the machine itself.
He watched Mao Zedong's revolving tube weapon rotating and accelerating heavily, while the plasma weapon on its other arm was gathering energy and blasting sparks into the air.
At this time, the sweaty loader finally inserted the shell into the gun barrel, and re-closed the breech. It was too laborious for one person to operate the loading. Kolobanov had already reflected this problem, hoping to be able to Add a loader position.
"Filled! Can fire!"