The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The Emperor's Death Angel Chapter 1598 Joint Exercise (1)

The mountains under the night are being swept by torrential rain.

This is the eighth practice area of ​​Nathan 5. Sabrin likes the number eight, but he doesn't like this kind of weather, because there is no vegetation on the ground, and the icy torrential rain makes all the roads extremely slippery, even if he is A superman has to walk carefully.

Soon, he came to a place similar to a cave. The entrance of the cave made basic camouflage. Li Lin hid in the shadows inside the cave, and the rain fell on his armor from time to time.

Seeing his motionless appearance, Sablin even thought he was asleep.

But obviously not. It stands to reason that he is watching, but in fact it may be closer to being in a daze. Another guy in a ranger armor is standing about five meters away from Li Lin, leaning on the rock wall with his arms folded, also a pair of withered like.

The two seem to have no communication at all.

Sabrin ignored them and walked directly into the cave.

It was dark at first, but after walking a dozen steps, warm light and faint voices of conversation came.

"Have you ever performed any independent missions during the poor decades of your service?"

As soon as Sablin entered, he saw that the ranger warrior named Wes Flanagan raised his eyebrows defiantly. In front of him was a simple table with a tactical map and a chain of lines around him. The helpless Bahram and the irritated Kernan Eng from the Flesh Tearer.

The space inside the cave is not small. Dozens of warriors are scattered around, and they gather in twos and threes in units of battle groups. Although they come from three battle groups, they have a common feature, that is, the service time is not long, not more than a hundred years.

I saw Bahram helplessly spread out his hands.

"Brother Weiss, I didn't say I have any command ability, I just think that the sub-command asked us to carry out an 'armed' reconnaissance mission, which should contain the intention of waiting for an opportunity to seize that stronghold. It's not very complicated, as long as we continue to invest in figuring out the distribution of firepower inside, then—"

"No? Then the three of us are just ordinary soldiers. That's good. This matter shouldn't have been decided by you."

When Wes Flanagan was chattering, Kernan Engel, who had not spoken, suddenly raised his chin.

"Our duty is to win, not to turn over that holy book when we have time or not. Don't you ranger warriors have your own tactical regulations?"

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

"Let me tell you what a duty is."

Wes Flanagan's voice was very loud, resounding through the cave.

"What the superior requires is reconnaissance. If we arbitrarily change the mission according to our own understanding, is this any different from those reckless mortal soldiers?"

Bahram then said:

"I didn't say changing the mission, but if the enemy situation allows, maybe we can directly capture the fort instead of waiting for a long twelve hours to do this. After all, there are bigger goals in the entire exercise area."

After saying these words, Bahram's tone was actually a little tired.

To be honest, Soshyan's idea of ​​having each chapter form a joint tactical company is very good, and it can indeed greatly promote the understanding and tactical linkage between the various chapters, but this kind of thing is close to the eleventh company. It was a disaster.

Especially the relatively rigid ranger warriors and impulsive flesh-tearers who partnered with them, coupled with the general yin and yang atmosphere of the Eleventh Company, made the whole operation very unsmooth from the beginning.

If it weren't for Bahram, it is estimated that the joint force would have disbanded.

"Why don't you use that thick leather book to smash the gate of the stronghold open!"

In response, the flesh-tearer gritted his teeth and squeezed out such a sentence.

And the Ranger Warrior didn't give in at all.

"Since we're talking about duties, there's nothing more important to us than following orders."

At this time Sablin stepped forward and threw the wet helmet directly on the table, startling the three of them to look at him at the same time.

"Break out! I've already gone to reconnaissance when you guys are arguing here. There are only more than a thousand fighter servants in the stronghold. There are about 20 fixed firepower around the parapet, half of them are hidden, only It will only trigger when the enemy appears."

Then, his eyes swept across the crowd.

"As long as it's not trash, it's no problem to take these thirty or forty people, right?"

Wes Flanagan frowned.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you sure there is no problem with such a number of enemies? This exercise involves not only high-intelligence servitors, but also heavy-weapon servitors. In addition, are there other traps or hidden troops in the stronghold? You haven't figured it out, what about reconnaissance? I still mean that, use the sheep attack to test the enemy's firepower, then retreat, and then change the direction until all the enemy's firepower points are found, and finally report to the headquarters. "

Sabrin shook his head disdainfully and tapped his fingers on the table.

"I have a better idea. You sheep attack. We are waiting for an opportunity to sneak into the stronghold from one side and destroy its command center."

However, Kernan Eng of the Flesh Tearer did not intend to play a supporting role.

"In my opinion, tearing apart the enemy with bullets is the glory bestowed upon us by the Emperor, and we can just attack this mere enemy!

"

The two sides argued for a long time, and finally made a stitching plan in front of them, some sheep attacked, while Sabrin sneaked into the stronghold to open the door, and finally left some people to guard the entrance, others tried to attack the interior of the stronghold, if the enemy is too strong, then retreat , otherwise, take it directly.

But in fact, Bahram is not very optimistic about such a plan, because it will be very hesitant to implement it, and both sides are not thankful.

Facts have indeed proved this.

After half an hour—

"Damn~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Are they attacking sheep?"

Hiding behind a huge strange rock and looking at the small brightly lit fort a few hundred meters away, Sabrin found that the sound of the attacking guns was a little unusual.

It's too intense, and it's also mixed with a vague roar of filial piety.

Bahram, who was struggling to communicate with the remote by radio, also cursed a minute later.

"I **** knew it would be like this! The group of flesh-tearers attacked directly, and the ranger warriors still put their original plan on hold... Forget it, go to the fart gate, and let's go directly to the beheading center."

With the help of the firepower attracted by the friendly forces, more than a dozen veterans of the Eleventh Company used the hook lock equipment to directly climb over the ten-meter-high retaining wall, and then entered the interior of the stronghold.

"Quick! Quick! Alternate cover!"

Bahram, who led the squad, shouted orders on the channel, his youthful and eager words were like gunshots, and every Space Marine pricked up their ears for the first round of firefights with the enemy.

At this time, Bahram finally saw the inside of this stronghold for the first time. For the height of a super soldier, this steel-concrete building is not tall, and it looks unmaintained and dirty for a long time.

According to the rules of the exercise, there is a "commander" in each stronghold, and all fighter servants will be disabled if it is killed.

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