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Chapter 107 Beheading 2(1/2)

() Fighting quickly broke out around the camp, and the fighting was very fierce.

Each fixed or mobile anti-aircraft gun launched an all-round barrage against the air. The artillery and ground-based anti-aircraft missiles opened their camouflage cloths, roared low and slowly rotated on the slide rails, constantly stopping and pointing in one direction to spit wildly.

A whole cannon fire,

Lines of fire and fireballs flew together in the air. The former were projectiles from medium-caliber anti-aircraft cannons, and the latter were projectiles from large-caliber anti-aircraft cannons. Even land combat mechas used armored machine guns to sweep shots to supplement the loopholes in low-altitude firepower. This was

For the first time, I saw an entire air defense system go berserk. The whole camp looked like an angry fire hedgehog!

After all, he has received formal military training. [Garand] did not fight this terrible guy. These guys have been wandering around outside the limit range of the medium-caliber anti-aircraft guns, throwing a rocket from time to time, or suddenly

They swooped in and approached a random building, blasted it with armored machine guns, and then fled immediately. Although there was no major victory, it continued to attract the anti-aircraft firepower of the Treaty Army towards them.

However, this situation will not last long, because the treaty troops are not all idiots, and they should soon notice that something is wrong in this direction.

"One, two, three, four..."

I used the aiming aperture to count the gun emplacements that were spitting fire one by one. In a few seconds, I identified six large-caliber anti-aircraft guns above 100mm, twelve medium-caliber anti-aircraft guns below 60mm, and three key ground anti-aircraft missiles.

The firing device should already account for more than 60% of the camp's anti-aircraft firepower.

But I continued to drive the body to move slowly at a low speed, because the fewer obstacles, the better.

Soon I ordered two large-caliber anti-aircraft guns and two small-caliber anti-aircraft guns. By this time, the decoy troops had successfully captured 70% of the camp's anti-aircraft firepower.

It felt like someone kicked me in the butt, and I started to move almost nervously: raise the altitude, abandon the auxiliary fuel tank, turn on the afterburner, and accelerate!

The speed is Mach 1.2 once you get started!

Compared with the cannon-like afterburner of [Lavokin], [Garand] is much better. I just felt like it was being "tugged" softly, and the brightness of all the lights in the cockpit was automatically adjusted to the darkest level.

, entering the "blackout" state during ultra-high-speed flight, the entire cockpit was left with only the flash of scenery on the optical image sliding backwards smoothly and rapidly.

It felt so good, just like having a lady rub my back while I was in a sniper camp.

"Boom"

At a distance of less than 500 meters, a 100mm caliber anti-aircraft cannon fired its first shot, and the impact point was still far away. Then, several medium-caliber anti-aircraft cannons fired at her indiscriminately.

The ballistic trajectory of the eight twists twisted in the air like a frightened snake.

I didn't bother to pay attention to these half-blind guys and rushed directly into the camp.

At this time, it was already a chaotic mess inside. People were running, vehicles were running, and mechas were running. They were either colliding with each other. The firearms and artillery detection equipment were spinning around in the air as if they were short-circuited. They just didn’t know what they wanted to hit.

.eon, have you washed your chrysanthemums?!"

While letting out a random roar, I held the firing button with my fingers that were shaking with excitement. After correcting and setting the coordinates, I fired the two rockets together.

"Boom boom"

At a height of almost three meters above the ground, the rocket exploded as if it hit an invisible wall of air, and sparks flowed down strangely at a straight angle.

The air shook slightly. A building with a height of nearly four meters and a super-large triangular roof slowly materialized from the phantom. The two burnt-black holes on it clearly showed the impact points of the rockets.

"Damn it, isn't it a field command post, but an engineering command post?"

The gap between the shot and the one I imagined was so huge that I couldn't help but curse in annoyance.

A field command post is a military building made of simple materials and snacks. It is quick and short in time. If it is operated by a mecha, it can basically solve the problem in half an hour. Compared with this thing, the engineering command post is very large.

To a certain extent, it is equivalent to a mobile fortress. The most common form is a top composed of armor blocks with a large slope. Not only does it greatly weaken the power of projectiles, it is said that a thickness of more than ten centimeters is simply a nightmare for heavy weapons. A slightly more luxurious one

It is also covered with additional armor. Unless the battleship's main gun hits directly, it cannot be destroyed at all. The only disadvantage is that it is very troublesome to build and cannot be used up in two or three days. In addition, the command post often needs to be moved in the field. Generally, generals

I don't like to use such troublesome things.

I didn't expect that Londenev would be so afraid of death that he would build such top-notch luxury equipment. Now I'm in trouble. The 127mm rocket I brought does not have an armor-piercing warhead, and the 70mm rocket with armor-piercing capability is really powerful.

too……

[Garand] flew over the command post at high speed. I gritted my teeth and fired five 70mm small rockets in one breath. However, the angle of impact did not reach the ideal state of more than 60 degrees. In addition to setting the top armor on fire,

It has no effect other than that.

I was totally numb at that time.

Damn it, how should I fight this iron-clad bastard?

Looking around quickly, I suddenly remembered something - if it can't be blown up, why can't I still chop it down?

I immediately stepped on several pedals in succession, driving the body to rotate against the wind pressure of high-speed sprinting, and then adjusted the auxiliary nozzle to decelerate at full speed!

"Ugh!"

This guy's G-force is really terrible. I was almost pressed against the console, but I still tried my best to control the [Garand] and quickly lowered the height from the gunfire, sliding down the low altitude like a ski.

, then I pulled out the compound sword, and used the momentum to insert it into the corners of the support part and the top of the command post, and cut it along the lines of the steel plates like a steak. This unlucky weapon has probably never withstood such harsh conditions.

The working environment was such that the entire sword body let out a loud scream.

I didn't care about this. After cutting one side, I immediately changed the direction and continued cutting with the same technique, almost dismembering the entire command post into sections.

Feeling that it was not strong enough, I pulled up the machine body and used it as a pedal on the roof, stepped on it hard with both feet, and then used the force to pull it up again.

No matter how strong the building was, it couldn't hold it up. It collapsed with a rumble. Then I saw a lot of people rolling and crawling out of this dangerous building.

Even though they were a bit far apart, I still recognized tonight’s target from the backs of the two men, especially Admiral Londenev, who looked even uglier than last time. For the most part, this guy turned out to be...

The man who ran out shirtless, with the fat on his body jumping, the Slavic woman couldn't be seen anywhere, just wearing a single shirt, trembling with a blue face while running around with his head in his hands.

"Death to you!"

I excitedly raised the gun, took aim and fired.

The power of the 30mm high-explosive bomb on people is simply brutal. The two or three people in the center of the impact point were torn into pieces by the explosive force, and the people a little further away were crushed into a lump of flesh by the forging fragments that were scattered in all directions.

, like some kind of weird paint, it splashed all over the faces of the companions around me, and many people vomited on the spot.

Admiral Londenev was thrown to the ground by the blast wind. I thought this guy was dead, but I didn't expect that he shook his head and jumped up like a fat pig.

"Bang bang bang bang"

Angrily, I fired four shots in succession, digging four bloody holes in the team. At least a dozen people were blown to pieces with their bones and flesh scattered. There seemed to be many high-ranking officials wearing general uniforms inside. I felt half

All the army headquarters were killed by me in this sweep.

But what depresses me is that as soon as the sound of shelling started, Londenev started to move with agility that was incompatible with his body. Sometimes he was rolling, sometimes he was sprinting, and sometimes he was jumping over the dragon's door. Several direct-hit bombs were actually hit by

He hid, and except for being covered in mud and dust, he was still intact.

I was stunned for a moment, and when I searched again, the Slavic woman had already blended into the crowd and couldn't find anyone.

"Holy shit."

I was even more annoyed and adjusted the armored machine gun to burst mode, preparing to cover him with firepower.

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion behind me, and the entire machine body was ejected from its original orbit by the strong shock. The muzzle of the gun was also shattered, and a shuttle passed over Londenev's head, knocking two people who were about to go to cover.

The jumped officers were blown to pieces.

At this time, Mao Xiong's air defense system had fully reacted, and its firepower immediately shrank to the inner perimeter. Although the large-caliber anti-aircraft guns and heavy surface-to-air missiles could not be used due to boundary problems, the large number of small and medium-caliber anti-aircraft guns were still very powerful and dense.

The shells turned the sky above the camp into a net of fire that even flies could not fly through.

The armor plate of [Garand] was slightly damaged by stray bullets several times. I put on a new magazine and took aim again while swearing and spitting.

Nainai, I will kill you even if I take one bite.

"Da da da"

The moment I opened fire, a shadow suddenly hit me from the corner of my eye. Before I could see what it was, I was suddenly hit. A row of projectiles were all fired into a parking garage. When I turned my head, I happened to see [

Il]'s "eyes" were stained red with hatred, and the mechanical arm was locking my phone from the side.

Damn, has an aviation mecha come out yet?

The size of [Garand] is slightly larger than [El], and [El] is not completely locked. I struggled to free the right robotic arm from its shackles, gritted my teeth and pressed against [El]'s abdomen.

Scan her once.

This is a shot of strong medicine. Although the armor of [Il] is strong, it cannot withstand the high-frequency repeated attacks of a large number of projectiles on one point. Glass fiber, high-hardness steel plates and other composite materials were all exploded, and the armor structure quickly

It collapsed, and more artillery fire penetrated through the gap, tearing the entire power cabin into pieces.

The first one.

"Didi didi"

The warning device exploded, indicating that the position was at the rear. I threw away the scrapped [Il] and drew out the compound sword to face the enemy. I saw another [Il] setting up its thermal energy to stab straight at me.

I noticed that there were no weapons on its pylon, and it seemed like it was a hasty attack.

I waited until the thermal knife was close to less than two meters before I suddenly turned sideways and let the thermal knife pass under the armpit of the aircraft. This was a very dangerous move. If I was not careful, the entire fuel chamber would be burned down.

This is a melee tactic I conceived based on the small evasive action of "Cangren". Although I have tried it many times in simulated battles and been stabbed many times, the overall success rate is 50-50.

The feeling is similar, so I can't wait to try the effect in actual combat.

"Bah"

The armor under my armpits burned with dazzling fire, but I didn't die, nor was I burned to coke, so I knew I won. The excitement of success stimulated me, and I clamped [Yi] with the mechanical arm.

[Er] Without enough time to retract the thermal energy knife, he then raised the compound slashing sword high, starting from the neck of the machine and going down, disembowelling it all the way, slashing out from the waist, cutting the machine into two pieces. The broken machine fell out.
To be continued...
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