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Chapter 5 - 5.Mad Dogs of Nevada.

Earthlings are insufficiently Si stupid, as a part of the Earthlings, Zhao Yu had reservations, but looking at his comrades who left the team one after another and went on another path, he really didn't know whether to say that those people Si stupid.

"It's mostly just lack of confidence, these stupid people." Borg sat on the top cover of the mechanical spider's shell and puffed out a mouthful of smoke garden, "For them, this way of breaking out is just too unconventional. "

Zhao Yu rolled his eyes, "Blame me?"

Borg inhaled a mouthful of smoke fiercely: "According to you . .... It's the world's fault.

This was a paradox that couldn't be proved objectively.

Following Zhao's hunch, it was possible to avoid the risk of fighting with the enemy to the greatest extent possible and make it all the way here without any problems, but it was impossible to prove that "if we didn't go this way, we would definitely collide with the enemy and be abused to the point that our entire army would be destroyed", and on the contrary, it aggravated other people's sense of uneasiness because this route of advancement so far was definitely not enough to get to the fifth war zone. The fastest and most convenient route to the fifth war zone, in the eyes of the crowd, the team is enough to be a hundred years old antiquity of the grass and wonderfully led more than a third of the way around, is simply in no please waste of time, God knows when the back of the pursuing troops will catch up.

"This age doesn't believe in things that should be nothing, especially not 'guarantees'." Borg sighed, "Old man, what are their chances of surviving?"

Zhao Yu shook his head: "All I know is that if we follow them, the chances of survival will be low, so low that I can't see it.

"Is it . . "Borg looked in the direction of the team's gradual disappearance for a while and threw his cigarette far away, "Then it's time to think about us, old man, get ready to go .... What's that look on your face?"

"Nothing, just thought they'd been fighting alongside you, born and bred, for longer, and you'd be sentimental about a little more time... .... And it's over so quickly?"

"Firstly, I joined the army half a year earlier than you; secondly, they are not dead yet, why should I be sad? Third, they chose this path themselves!" Borg said a kick over, "quickly back to the cockpit, go!"

The Mechanical Spiders roared back to their feet and the soldiers who remained in place put on their helmets, activated their power units and raced forward after the only two remaining Mechanical Spiders.

"Sergeant, I need to remind you of something." After moving forward in silence for about half an hour, Pilot Hunter suddenly spoke up, "Armored machinery like ours is fine, the power reserves of the mech infantry might be a problem.

Infantrymen of this era are wearing power mechs, although it's not like the sci-fi works of the early twenty-first century that can instantly transform soldiers into superhumans, but it can at least allow infantrymen to carry a weight of 120 kilograms to continuously march at 50 kilometers per hour for 24 hours and retain the ability to continuously fight for at least 12 hours, it's due to the existence of this equipment that mecha-infantrymen are able to continuously march sharply to catch up with the speed of the mechanical spiders.

The problem was that according to the current marching route, it would definitely take more than 24 hours to travel to the fifth war zone, and even if the soldiers had now adopted the energy saving mode, it would still be impossible for them to swing to their destination - this was exactly what those who had left the group were thinking, instead of heading towards the unknown direction in such a jittery manner, it would be better to go back to the normal route, so as to at least gamble a little bit.

"We've known this for a while, what's your best idea?" Borg asked breathlessly in return, "Pray that the pursuers behind us get lost and give us a twelve hour recharge update?"

"No, Sergeant, I'm suggesting foot . Here." Hunter pulled up the map and pointed to a point, "I think we have a good chance of taking this place with our current troop allotment."

"Troop Station 459?" Borg frowned, "Theoretically it's feasible, there should only be one platoon of troops stationed there...but the situation has changed and we don't know the latest troop deployment-"

The two looked together at Zhao Zi in the co-pilot's seat, Zhao Yu had long gotten used to it and shrugged at the two: "There's definitely going to be trouble, but it hasn't gotten to the most troublesome point yet.

"Honey, I really hope your ability evolves to the point where you can accurately prophesize." Hunter sighed, "You're acting like my grandmother, who loved to take if crystal ball and say some vague divination, and explain it any way she could afterward.

"Anyway, since there's no particular warning on the old man's end, we'll have to give it a try." Borg said as he opened the comm channel, "Guys how much power do you have left in your mechs, is it 30%? I think we're going to have to do something about that...

Beneath the gray sky were off-white buildings. These buildings stood silently in the middle of a wasteland, surrounded by weeds and bushes less than a person's height, looking particularly bleak, with only the military insignia sprayed on the outer wall still stubbornly hinting that it was a military building.

This bleak scene was also shown on the cockpit display of the Death Dealer.

"There seems to be no sign of reinforcements." Speaking on the comms channel was the captain of the other Spider, "Obviously they haven't realized we're going to attack.

Borg was unimpressed: "Of course they are, this station is not even on our normal route, and in the end we are just a remnant of an army not worth the fanfare.

"Ready for action then?"

"That's for sure, even if we wanted to delay, the infantry won't do it .... Staff Sergeant Doyle, what do you think?

The face of a middle-aged man with a large scar on his face appeared in the channel: "Cut the crap, you have to attack within ten minutes! Otherwise my men will be discovered by them!"

"Copy that." Borg looked to the other window, "How's it going on your end, Hartman?"

"Ready to go.

"Good, counting down to 60 seconds, let's pop their asses hard." Borg waved at his two subordinates, "Hunter, get your charge ready old man, in a moment you'll be assisting with the firing."

"Foot assist again?"

"If you can do precision guidance like us, I have nothing to transfer you to be the main attacker.

This sentence immediately made Zhao Yu vent his anger.

In this era, almost all the soldiers are installed with a guidance chip, with the weapon on the shooting system are all a hundred shots, but Zhao Yu this "old Sumire" brain simply can not adapt to this kind of high-tech, although the use of peripheral auxiliary chip so that his level barely close to the "ordinary", but in the real fast-changing battlefield. In the real fast-changing battlefield, the role of the auxiliary chip is a chicken help - nominally, it may be fatal to hit people, but others are holding the Egg God Cannon, you are holding a small pistol the actual effect can be completely different, "Countdown thirty seconds, the number of seconds to the end of the day.

"Thirty seconds and counting. .... Mech Infantry in position..." a group of green dots representing our side moved on the screen, 'Crocodile' main gun in position, 'Death Dealer' main gun in position... . countdown ten seconds..."

Borg aimed the barrel at the distant building, confirming the target one last time.

"Target range three thousand three hundred and seventy-one meters, armor barrier level three, using armor-breaking rounds, two rounds, release!

The two barrels on the Mechanical Spider glowed at the same time, and the shells left the barrels and went straight for the military station in front of them

For the mid-22nd century war is still using physical shells, and not enough such as laser cannons, particle cannons and other lofty energy weapons, Zhao Yu had been surprised, but his comrade in arms did not think so: "On Earth to achieve the same effect on the target, launching energy star weapons than physical weapons consume a lot of energy, it's not cost-effective at all. Energy is something like a cannon, which is only useful in space warfare .... But will we ever see a space battle in our lifetime?"

As for the energy shield for defense, that was simply enough for another principle, it was said to be completely using the Batmans' technology, and there was no way for the Earthlings to improve it, but it was impossible to abandon it, so they didn't mention it if they could...

Under Zhao Yu's watchful eye, less than two seconds after the artillery was fired, the air outside the military station suddenly flashed with a dazzling bright light, and then the outer wall of one of the buildings exploded!

"Barrier breach!" Borg snapped his fingers, "Infantry units, over to you!"

Staff Sergeant Doyle's voice came through, "We're on the move, watch the guard!"

"Don't worry, we're the best babysitters.

Thinking about the code name of his fighter body, Zhao Yu was deeply skeptical about the title of "nanny"!

But by this time, Hunter had already started the engine, and the mechanical spider code-named "Death Bringer" instantly revealed its fangs as a war machine, climbed up the high slope and launched an assault on the military station.

This height of five meters, weighing more than 30 tons of the big guy immediately attracted the attention of the station's defense system, a few heavy machine guns to turn around the muzzle, towards the "death messenger" crazy pouring out the bullet, hit the spider shells when when the sound, but this is enough to tear a person's fire in front of the spider's armor in addition to the creation of acoustic and visual effects outside the completely ineffective! The spider's firepower is quickly suppressed the other side of the fire point, even Zhao Yu are maneuvering the secondary cannon knocked out a heavy machine gun: "Damn this kind of cool sheng .... No wonder they say that this guy is the tank of the new era!

"The Mechanical Spider was originally the successor variety to the Foot Tank." Borg interjected, "compared to the tracked mounted vehicle, the spider is better adapted to the terrain, in all aspects of performance also comprehensively beyond the old era of tanks, the other stronghold if there is no targeted weapons enough to pose a threat to us."

"Then why were we still beaten so badly yesterday?

"Nonsense, it was twenty heavy tanks that surrounded us yesterday! Anyway quickly thank me for dragging you from the stinking machine infantry to the vehicle or you'd be one of the ones playing on the ground right now!"

Zhao Yu looked outside through the monitor, dozens of Mech Infantry were advancing forward step by step using the two Spiders as cover, but from time to time, enough people were still being knocked to the ground by the bullets coming from the opposite side.

"Crocodiles! Deathbringer! Can't you guys just run over them?" Staff Sergeant Doyle roared, "Crush their exopods! Make them give up their resistance!"

"Ah, our Boss is fuming." Borg sighed, "Go ahead, Hunter, do a death crash! ...Old man, hold on tight!"

The 'Deathbringer' accelerated violently and slammed headfirst into the soldier station's pewter wall, Zhao Zi only felt his seat jolt, most of the windows on the display turned black, while two others were dotted with snowflakes: "We failed? Sister collided?"

"No kidding, it's just that the outer walls of the military station are stronger too, hold on!" Borg yelled, "Armor piercing rounds, one round, release!"

"You're crazy aren't you!" Hunter screamed back, "The barrel will be finished!"

However that one too was shouted too late, this time the vibration was even worse than earlier, a dull explosion came from the next fire compartment, Jo Yu almost suspected that the vehicle was underdetonated to detonate its ammo dumps, but already the voices of the crowd were coming out on the comm channel, "Damn it, Bogie you crazy bastard!"" Are you betting on it, Sergeant! Want me to get down on my knees and cry and say I was wrong?"

Several windows on the display returned to normal one after another, and it was only then that Zhao Yu saw that the spider had crashed into the interior of the building, the front of it was a mess, and several mecha-infantry

Soldiers had already come in from both sides of the spider, and began to chase the system all the way down the corridor." Mission accomplished, brothers, rejoice." Borg said as he pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his arms and tossed one to Zhao Yu, "Old man, freaking out, huh? Come on, squash the shock . Gong

"I don't smoke .

Boge is going to put the cigarette Ling Zhao word mouth: "Come a well, this and your cigarettes at that time is not the same, in addition to invigorate the nerves in addition to no side effects aftertaste Oh.

"Thanks, just get used to it." Zhao Yu replied, "I've been a patient for a long time, and I'm more resistant to cigarettes." Okay, okay, whatever . . hunter, I'm going out to get some air, keep an eye on the enemy in the viewer's house." Borg threw the cigarette to Hunter, opened the top cover himself and climbed out, the cockpit fell into a deep sorrow, finally enough Zhao Yu coughed: "Hunter, what did the captain just do?

"He destroyed one of our guns." Hunter face gloomy, "I have long known, I should have known, he collected for so long, in the end will still be exposed ... When we get to the fifth theater, I'm going to apply for retirement, and then I'm going to crank this one up!"

"Converge...?"

Hunter turned back to the car with a wry smile : "Yeah, you don't know it yet, he just happened to be converging when you came to the car . ...Zhao Yu instantly got a bad feeling: "Please be more explicit?

"Our captain, Sgt. Booger Ansell, was nicknamed "Nevada's Mad Dog" before you arrived." Hunter said, "Within six months of his enlistment in the war, he destroyed forty-three enemy combat vehicles, and his vehicle was destroyed five times, I was his seventh driver, and the longest living one .... What are you thinking?"

Zhao Yu's face pumped: "I was thinking about why my premonition ability failed when he I got into the car..."