Dragoon fighter

() On the battlefields to the east and south of Laila Town, some special and strange markings can often be seen on the human soldiers who are fighting with the Bedouins.

The shield-like badge logo has a skull in the center, followed by thigh bones that form the spokes of a wheel. This is the symbol of the "Kryptia" mercenary organization, the Death Guard!

It also means that the wheels of death crush everything and are unstoppable.

Legend has it that this symbol and the "Cryptian" mercenaries originated from the Spartans who were the best at war in ancient times. The mother gave a shield to her son who was about to go to the battlefield, meaning that he hoped that he could use this shield in the war. Survive the battlefield, or have the body brought back from the battlefield with a shield. . .

The blond technical lolita, who was abducted by a broker and worked for "Kryptia" for many years, is extremely familiar with this symbol and is also very aware of the methods of this mercenary organization.

The strength of a mercenary who travels among agents from various countries and is among the top ten in the Middle East cannot be underestimated.

If China hadn't been so powerful that it could ignore any mercenary force, the blond technical loli wouldn't have so easily agreed to dedicate herself to the special service force, avoiding the limelight and making a living at the same time.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here!"

Seeing the strange behavior of the blonde technical loli, Lin Mo patted her on the back.

The hand felt soft and smooth, but it could not hide the slight trembling like a frightened deer. . .

Through Marcia Wright's reaction, Lin Mo was able to guess the brutal methods of the mercenary organization "Kryptia" against traitors.

None of the mercenaries who live a life of licking blood with their blades are kind. For them, killing is just a job.

"Yeah!~"

The blond technical loli seemed to have found someone to rely on. He leaned against Lin Mo and hugged his arm tightly. It seems that I have found a solid feeling that makes me feel at ease, and I don't want to leave for a moment.

The moment "Abrabus" appears on the battlefield. There was a burst of cheers from the exhausted Bedouin position, and the commander of "Kryptia" and the Italian military adviser Colonel Blaise frowned at the same time after receiving the news.

As military personnel, they are all very aware of the power of the M1A2 "Abrabus" main battle tank.

Could it be that the Saudi military or simply the Americans suddenly intervened? The meanings here are different, but no matter which party intervenes, it means that this operation will have to end without any problem.

After all, the joint action of the Italian military, the Eden Consortium, and the "Kryptia" mercenaries cannot be seen in the light. Even if the Saudi officials turn a blind eye, there are still many uncertainties.

Therefore, no matter what the final result of this experimental combat operation is, the mess must be cut quickly and the battle must be ended within 24 hours.

No one thought that this "Abrabus" turned out to be the property of the Bedouins themselves.

"Major Steel Shell, this tank doesn't seem to be in our intelligence. Should we slow down the attack intensity a little, otherwise our casualties will be huge."

Next to the robot commander, Colonel Blaise proposed that the troops in front should move back.

Although the US-made main battle tank has not launched an attack yet, it has already exerted tremendous pressure on the attack line. Even the previous advancement speed has been affected. Some mercenaries can even be seen retreating and looking for hiding places, preparing to advance. Avoid shelling and machine gun fire.

"No! We need to extend our firepower. The Bedouins are already tired. They are having difficulties with their supplies. The battle must end before sunset. We don't have much time."

The fighting will of the robot commander Major "Steel Shell" is much tougher than that of humans. The light yellow eyes of the robot mean that it is ready for battle.

Behind these combat robots is the "Adam" intelligent core system. Existing in the form of an ant structure system, it would only evaluate the casualties incurred in order to achieve victory, but would not really care about the lives of human soldiers.

In their eyes, there are only chess pieces. Without humanitarianism, human soldiers are just more fragile than combat robots and not fully repairable.

This also led to the attack starting from the beginning. The number of mercenaries killed in the Quetzalcoatl Brigade was much higher than the number injured.

Maybe for the cold intelligent core system, since it is fragile. It is better to create more results that are beneficial to the war situation before the end of life in order to get more results.

After the Eden Consortium entered "Kryptia", although the treatment of the mercenaries has been greatly improved than before, their fate is only better than that of cannon fodder.

"Great, our Bedouin warriors showed up at the right time!"

The third elder Hakemu, who was supervising the battle at the rear of the position, was holding an AK47 automatic rifle and was so excited that his beard almost stretched out.

The emergence of their "trump card" was like a shot in the arm to the entire precarious position. Morale suddenly rose to a higher level, and the Bedouin armed personnel stabilized the collapse of the front.

The two "rams" that were besieging T72 also had to be more cautious to avoid being besieged due to rashness.

The offensive capabilities of the "Abrabus" are well known to the world. Although the 70-ton body is sturdy and has fierce firepower, it is at least as good as the "Ram" (120 mm caliber main gun) or T72 smoothbore artillery of the same caliber. (125 mm caliber main gun) can't guarantee victory. If they hit each other with an armor-piercing projectile at close range, everyone would probably be killed in one shot.

At such a close distance, there is almost no big difference in the offensive and defensive capabilities of the two sides, and there is not even a chance to fire a second time. Therefore, every artillery attack needs to be extremely cautious and must not give the other side an advantage.

"No, I didn't give the order for m1a2 to come over! This is a little bit wrong!"

The wrinkled face of the eldest elder Alimu did not show any joy, but was full of doubts.

As a person matures, after sitting in the position of an uncompromising elder for so many years, his character will become very suspicious. It is this kind of suspicion that allows the bold and unrestrained Bedouin people to have a safe rein and avoid many genocides. disaster.

This time Alimu also felt an unusual smell from it.

"Perhaps the young men heard that the battle line was tightening and seized the opportunity to rush to support. Great Elder Alimu, you see, the enemies were repelled. The second elder Murtaz is leading the young people to fight back. We will immediately We can drive these invaders out of our homes."

The third elder Hakemu seemed very excited. The timing of the appearance of the M1A2 "Abrabus" main battle tank as a trump card was simply perfect, but he saved them from the siege.

"Maybe!"

The face of the great elder Alimu still did not relax. He raised his telescope and squinted his eyes closely at "Abrabus" who appeared on the battlefield.

The battlefield south of Laila Town fell into a stalemate due to the appearance of "Abrabus". An opportunity was needed at this time, and it became a key node for the Bedouins and the attackers to determine the final outcome of the battle.

Third Elder Hakemu's eyes suddenly widened, he pointed outside the town and said anxiously: "First Elder, look! Damn it, the enemy has reacted!"

"What should we do, continue to break out?"

Suddenly falling into a tank battle, although he was not attacked for the time being, Liu Disheng felt very bad, as if he would be hit by a shell at any time in the next second.

Under the gaze of everyone in the small turret, Lin Mo had no chance to release the spell, even in front of Loli, whose loyalty was close to full duty.

"There's a helicopter!"

The giant metal dragon replaced the light mirror technique as Lin Mo's "eyes". A metal flying object larger than a car was approaching quickly, and it could not avoid the perception of gold coins no matter what.

Through the spiritual communication of the Dragon God Contract, the conversation between one person and one dragon can only be heard by themselves.

"What's wrong?"

Isam saw Lin Mo's face suddenly change.

"Helicopter!"

Lin Mo patted the cooling gun mount and said, "One shrapnel!"

"What are you"

Issam's eyes flashed with wonder, and he immediately guessed the opponent's plan. This was really a bold move for a skilled person to use such a tactic.

"That's right!" Lin Mo grinned and showed his white teeth, patted the blonde technical lolita on the back and said, "Girl! Come here, I'll teach you how to masturbate!"

"Yes!" Mahia smiled sweetly, nodded vigorously, and put her hand on the dragon knight's

The shrapnel shell has a thin shell filled with steel balls weighing about 10 grams and a high-explosive fuse. It is a weapon specially designed to deal with enemy infantry, just like a super-large-caliber shotgun. Aiming at the ground and firing at a height of several meters, the infantry had no ability to fight back and could only watch helplessly being shot like a hornet's nest by the dense steel balls flying in all directions.

The gun barrel, which had already cooled to a safe state, slowly lifted up along with the rotating turret. This was not difficult for the dragon knight who had the help of the golden dragon to correct it.

"Go to 49 minutes and 14 seconds, start the correction now. Our initial values ​​are perfect, the horizontal angle is 1.1 degrees, the vertical angle is positive 8.9 degrees, and the distance is 850 meters. Start locking!"

Masturbating is the specialty of the Dragon Knight. In the rotating turret, Mahia's hands were on the gunner's controller, listening to Lin Mo's instructions and adjusting the firing parameters easily.

The entire turret was like a dial, and each scale became a reference value for firing various elements. Lin Mo didn't want to consider long-range bullets and near-missile bullets. He just wanted to kill the target with one shot, so he specifically chose shrapnel bombs.

"Lockdown complete!"

The blond technical loli shouted loudly. Manually correcting the calibration was much more complicated than her previous automatic firing operation which relied entirely on the computer system.

The main gun of the "Abrabus" suddenly spurted out a ball of flame, and a small black dot shot out from the barrel at high speed, exploding into a cloud of high-speed flying steel balls 800 meters away.

It’s so hard to write, is there any monthly ticket reward? (To be continued.)