The Emperor’s Angel of Death

After pressing the communicator, Ruspel Jr. whispered to the microphone:

"Old drunkard, what can you see?"

"No, it looks okay."

The commander of the Fifth Armored Assault Regiment, Franz Lutz's voice followed, short and clear.

"But they are there, I know."

The two of them are about the same age. Franz is four years older. They were both born in the military's family area and have been friends in the mud since they were young.

Hearing what his friend said, Ruspel nodded.

"Pass the waypoint."

At this time, the driver began to call in the cab.

Little Ruspel took a slow breath, and read the long seconds as he exhaled. Directly in front of him, the gunner leaned forward on the sight of the battle cannon and fired the safety off the firing trigger. open.

At this time, the ornithoscope had scanned the target, and the outline of the enemy vehicle appeared blurred in the fire control field of view.

From the perspective of Jr. Ruspel, it seemed to be a small dim spot in a bright air stream, which was easily overlooked.

But he never ignores these.

"Okay, let's light it up, all units follow my instructions."

He looked at the smoke billowing in the field of vision ahead.

"Fire!"

The tank stopped abruptly, and as the gun pulled the trigger, the whole world became bright.

"Kill!"

The next moment, the gunner yelled, and Ruspel Jr. flinched when he heard his roar in the earphones.

He could feel sweat running down his skin, and after the weapon fired, the temperature inside the car suddenly rose.

At the same time, he can hardly see anything that is not directly in front of his eyepiece, and the exhaled water vapor has begun to condense on the round eyepiece.

Outside the body, a stream of steam radiated from the surface of the main gun.

The steam blurred the vision of the periscope, the red icon pointed out the location of the enemy vehicle, it did not continue to move, good enough.

"Confirming the kill."

Little Ruspel said that the ornithology was ringing, and a figure appeared in the mist of green pixels.

"Enemy situation, sixty degrees to the left, fire immediately after sight."

"I can't see them."

The gunner yelled.

"Rotating."

The second gunner started to operate according to the instructions, and the turret began to rotate in the seat ring.

"I can't see anything."

Tyra is on, and Ruspel Jr. really hopes the gunner can stop yelling.

Suddenly, the enemy disappeared from the ornithology, and amber, green, and red light spots danced on the black monitor.

Young Ruspel tried to focus on the ornithology screen and looked out of the periscope, but he couldn't see anything damned.

Then he turned his gaze to the green icon representing silence and death on the bird's eye, and the entire fifth armored assault regiment formed a wedge-shaped formation, with twelve Makados as the forward.

The first kill was located right in the front, a burning predator, they were only able to see it because of the heat.

Now they couldn't determine the location of the remaining enemy forces, so they clicked on the headset on their right ear to switch to the messaging mode.

"Everyone, call for undead pests and fire only after visual confirmation."

The two tanks in the company confirmed the order, and their voices almost disappeared in the chaotic surrounding noise.

"Where did they go?"

The gunner’s face was attached to the rubber eyepiece of the weapon scope.

"I saw one."

Another shout came from the right side of the secondary weapon operator.

Little Ruspel glanced at the ornithology and saw the red icon representing metal and heat returning to their right.

A goal.

"Steer, right, right, right! Aim, forty degrees to the right, the angle narrows, and fire after visual confirmation."

The tone of the engine changed, and the turret began to turn.

"I saw it!"

"Confirm the enemy's situation."

The amber emission cursor has been flashing on the control panel.

"Fire."

The sound of the main gun echoed in the compartment.

"Hit!"

Little Ruspel turned to the periscope field of vision. He could barely see at a distance of fifty meters, and the yellowish-brown smoke was spinning in front of him like mud in a whirlpool.

Then turning to the infrared field of view, the world turned into a gray haze, and the heat released by the main gun was a fading line.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ruspel was surprised to find that the green icon representing the Rage Sickle in the company had disappeared, and a white heat mark was spinning where it was originally.

The turret turned and pointed backwards to the final position of the Scythe of Rage. More than a hundred meters away, a pile of metal ruins was burning.

Little Ruspel's finger slipped a little when he pressed the communication button.

"Call the sickle of fury."

There was no response, and Ruspel knew that the Rage Sickle was over and was destroyed by the enemy.

At the same time, another Makado disappeared on the regiment-level tactical panel.

It is a company's messenger of justice.

"Damn it! The enemy has at least two destroyer tanks of unknown type!"

Franz Lutz's roar echoed in the communication channel.

"I finally know why these Cardians hurriedly released the smoke."

"Wait a minute, I seem to see something."

Just as Ruspel Jr. finished speaking, his voice was drowned out by the noise from the port side.

Then the light turned red, smoke enveloped the fire in the cabin ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and more sounds and fires came, and the gunner continued to scream.

"We were hit! We were hit!"

"Shut up! Activate the emergency fire extinguishing facility!"

They were lucky. The enemy only hit the secondary turret, so it didn't cause much damage, but the gunner inside was rather unlucky.

But this is war, and they don't even have time to mourn their comrades in arms.

Little Ruspel put his eyes on the eyepiece of the periscope, and the flame illuminated the dense fog, spreading an angry red color around it, as if the air itself was burning.

He blinked and saw the enemy vehicle.

He didn't see the first goal clearly, and they didn't see it clearly, but now this one is very clear.

The outline of that thing looks very similar to Makado, but there is no turret. It has a rake-shaped front armor. In the middle is a scary main gun. There are two protruding weapons on the side. One of them is gone. A black remnant remained.

The thing only appeared in the smoke for a short while, and then immediately retreated and disappeared, but he was able to confirm that this was what destroyed the Scythe of Fury!

"Old drunkard! I found the enemy's destroyer! It is a bit similar to Makado, with no turret design and a super main gun!"

The noise on the side of the communicator contained a somewhat surprised answer from the other party.

"This thing... is the Waldo fighter vehicle! How can there be such a thing in this place!?"

At this time, the second enemy armor also appeared. It had a prismatic turret and a prismatic tube with a beam cannon. On the black wrought iron plate at the front, a metal skeleton was grinning.

He knew what tank it was, and he had seen this emblem in nearly a thousand images in class.

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