Chapter 1844: Before victory

Bastion Party Headquarters, San Antonio Museum of Art.
A broken track M1A3 was stuck in the middle of two tall buildings, and fierce fire hit Sun Shaoyang, who was attacking here with grief. He was lying on the ground behind a pile of building ruins and shouting to the individual radio station for help.
In the rumble of gunfire, Sun Shaoyang's entire mechanized infantry squad was difficult to move. The ruins of the building where they are located are open and unobstructed, and if they want to run, they risk being killed by the tank opposite. Now the enemy can't move, they dare not move.
At this moment the projectile was flying into a certain stalemate on the battlefield. After the first wave of laser-guided bombs landed, the rising smoke prevented the subsequent accurate firepower from continuing to strike. Several strong-5s in the sky have been flying around this killing field for a long time, and there is no gap between life and death that can be dropped.
After Zhou Qingfeng issued a declaration of war, the attack speed and posture of the Aurora Army was quite fast and powerful. Several Guard brigades and Mexican infantry divisions arrived on the battlefield as planned to launch attacks, and Ba'ath forces either surrendered or withdrew.
However, when several important locations in San Antonio were taken down, there were always a few hard bones to stab. After the airport, which was an important position for the SS, was taken down, the City Art Museum, the central control residence of Dr. Osborne, became the final battlefield.
Since the threat of the Aurora Corps has gradually increased, the Baath Party has begun to strengthen its defense, and the museum as the party's headquarter has strengthened its focus. The sturdy fortifications here led to a half-hour attack by the Third Guard Brigade, and the commander immediately demanded that the frontline troops be withdrawn.
"He's so unlucky. If I could withdraw it long ago, wouldn't it be impossible now?" Sun Shaoyang yelled at the individual radio station for a long time, only to find that the battlefield contact was suddenly interrupted. The radio seemed to be jammed and no one could reach.
At this moment, Sun Shaoyang did not dare to lift his head behind the ruins, because the 'broken leg' M1A3 on the opposite side was looking at his direction-the tank gun was no better than ordinary firearms. If he felt that it was necessary to fire, one shot would be able to hit Through the pile of ruins where he is.
At that time, there is no need to hit directly, just the various fragments of the flying can kill the lives of everyone in the class. In fact, he had already suffered this, and the corpses of the three soldiers in the class were lying less than twenty meters away from him.
Three T-45Ds fell to the ground like broken toys, various parts were violently torn apart, and blood and water flowed from the gaps and openings in the armor of the individual soldiers. Inside the armor are all the brothers Sun Shaoyang got along with, including his deputy monitor.
"Grass it! This will be called heaven, and heaven will be too bad." Sun Shaoyang was not sad, he climbed and climbed and tried to detour from another direction. The other comrades who attacked together now withdrew and repaired. He didn't want to rush up to fight the hero. Now he must find a way to take the rest of his brother back alive.
"Squad, the enemy seems to be breaking through," the other soldier in charge of the alert reported.
The battlefield buildings were mostly damaged, and the roads were either potholes or piles of rubble. Sun Shaoyang changed his direction and saw that the shadow of the smoke was running out of at least hundreds of enemies.
Those who are Baath's SS and Osborne's avid supporters are said to be the third or fourth-generation mutants transformed by peony. They have great strength, endurance, firm will, and are very keen to deal with.
"Brothers, we are afraid to explain here today." Sun Shaoyang wanted to retreat, but his retreat was stared to death by the "broken leg" M1A3. People waited for him to come forward, so that he would be bombarded to death.
A hot heavy infantry fighting vehicle parked on the other side of the street, the old '59' site, was equipped with a short-barreled low-barreled howitzer. Sun Shaoyang's entire class carried the chariot to attack the enemy, and as a result it hit the iron plate.
When the enemy and I met on the battlefield, the infantry chariot broke the M1A3's track with a single shot, and then was attacked by the opponent and knocked out the car body.
Sun Shaoyang had just led the team out of the car at that time. He still remembered the fear of yelling when the captain of the chariot suddenly encountered M1A3 ... and the courage to die with the enemy.
"Fuck, our squad has fought so many times and never had so many casualties today." Sun Shaoyang scolded fiercely, and he had fired with the enemy infantry surrounding him. Oppositely, the sound of crawlers of armored chariots rang, and it seemed that the enemy was really about to break through.
The stunned gun fire quickly attracted the attention of the 'broken leg' M1A3, and the opposite side shot at the ruin where Sun Shaoyang was located. The fragments of the ruined bomb that exploded directly directly hid the two mechanized people behind them. The infantry was buried—with no sign, it was over.
"Well, is this going to die before victory?"
The remaining soldiers were retired and could only shoot desperately. Instead, Sun Shaoyang thought that it would take a few seconds for the M1A3 to reload. He gritted his teeth and greeted his last few men to launch an assault. He quickly ran out of his bunker and ran into the SS soldiers who were surrounded by him.
Anyway, it ’s going to die, killing one is not a loss, killing two is profitable. Luck can't tell how to beat the enemy back.
This idea stimulated Sun Shaoyang to fight desperately, but as soon as he rushed out, he was hit badly-again, the 'broken leg' M1A3, and the automatic weapon station on its turret easily locked him.
A bunch of heavy machine gun bullets flew over and directly knocked Sun Shaoyang in motion. One of his thighs was hit, the forward rush was forcibly terminated, and the entire T-45D slammed into the ground and slid farther away.
Pain, sharp pain, pain makes people want to faint and can't faint, only screams. Subconsciously, Sun Shaoyang wanted to hug his thigh. He touched the next hand and got empty. "My leg, my leg ..."
Sun Shaoyang's thighs and armor were broken, the flesh was torn, the broken bones were bare, the blood and water rushed, and the power of the heavy machine gun at 50 was so horrible. The bleeding blood dragged an old trace on the ground, quickly mixed with the sand on the ground, and covered with more dust.
Sun Shaoyang was still yelling. The T-45D's life support system detected his injury and immediately gave him a treatment injection to stop bleeding and calm his emotions. In fact, when a large amount of sedatives entered the body, his brain quickly became stubborn, and his thinking could not keep up with the external circumstances ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Sun Shaoyang fell to the ground and saw one after another SS soldiers from himself Rushed over. After he fell to the ground, the few remaining soldiers in the squad still resisted just after the pile of rubble, but the enemy's number advantage quickly overwhelmed them, and there was no sound for a minute or two.
The breakout passage was cleared, and a large number of Ba'ath party members in the core positions immediately rushed out under the protection of the SS. Armored vehicles swarmed with armed men and fled.
The fallen Sun Shaoyang faintly saw a fat man with a strange skin color on an armored vehicle. The guy looked around the smashed battlefield with hatred, and even took out a pistol and aimed at several T-45D wreckages. A group of people escaped quickly.
Sun Shaoyang couldn't stop this. He could only fall to the ground in a daze, the fleeing SS rushed out very hurriedly, and he was not interested in the broken body of his corpse.
In the end, the M1A3, which also had a broken leg, suddenly opened the hatch, and several crew members jumped out of it and followed the SS soldiers behind the temple. After seeing these guys appear, Sun Shaoyang with a numb head finally hated--you guys also want to run?
Our infantry fighting vehicle was smashed by you.
The whole class under my hands died in your hands.
I have to explain this life.
I will not let you die!
The three M1A3 members on the opposite side were running forward in a panic, and the heavy machine gun of the T-45D behind them raised the muzzle and emptied a whole magazine.
Sun Shaoyang's eyes were blurred, and he seemed to see some blood mist appear, but he could not confirm the results. His eyelids were getting heavier and he told himself that he couldn't close his eyes. But the body couldn't hold it, and eventually it was dark ...