Chapter 1199 Fierce
The t-72 has good maneuverability. The diesel engine with more than 700 horsepower gives the car body a strong power, allowing it to circle around the desert and push layer by layer of sand waves, as flexible and swift as roller skating.
A tank with more than 40 tons of juggling this kind of juggling is simply a kind of violent beauty. The heavy machine gun on its turret is like a giant beast that is angry and clamoring for justice. The unavoidable Nusra soldiers were caught under the body of the car, and the flesh squeezed out lubricates every link of the track.
The desolate desert is used as the background, the flames of machine guns, the impact of armor, and the roar of engines, are combined together to make a shock that hits the soul.
Ordinary people living in peace expect this pleasure from their bones and blood, and now they see the cameras that are only available in dreams on TV.
Countless people were shouting, countless people were clamoring, countless people were thrilling! Whether at home, in bars, or in commercial streets, as long as there are TV screens, all kinds of shocked people will appear.
Just as the audience's excitement was ignited, CNN scored the signal. Because the scene was so bloody and violent, it immediately ignited the anger of countless people.
Even Americans are cursing the cnn female host who appears on the screen. No one cares about their big breasts in the past.
The young people who pursued the excitement were eager to see the bloody scene just now. While they were scared to death, they were sucking marijuana and experiencing orgasm in trembling.
Unintentionally, Zhou Qingfeng appeared publicly in an image that he could not be beaten. Whether he liked him or hated him, he instantly conquered the hearts of countless people.
Although he did not reveal his identity, Zhou Qingfeng's image was frozen in the minds of countless people, wearing a hideous skull helmet, half of his body poked out of the turret and clasped the heavy machine gun tightly, fearless in the bloody storm.
A few hours ago, Fidel, the senior intelligence director in charge of killing Zhou Qingfeng, had just finished his mission and slept peacefully. But when he was sleeping soundly, he was woken up by a violent knock on the door. His intelligence assistant shouted heart-wrenchingly at the door: "Mr. Fidel, an emergency has occurred."
Fidel hurriedly got up, put on his clothes, and opened the door. He saw his intelligence assistant holding a tablet computer in his hand, and a video of a tank raging infantry was playing. At first, he thought it was a Hollywood blockbuster, but he could see clearly the person on the tank turret...
He vomited blood, this guy is not dead yet? How strong is he? He is hit by the "Tagaze" for a few hours and ran out to take revenge again, and he came in a tank!
"Go to the command room and call everyone back. Contact the Vulture Squad on the front line, I want to know the specific situation." Fidel was sweating coldly on his forehead. He grabbed a coat and ran out, feeling that things were developing towards the worst side and completely out of control.
If possible, Fidel would curse. He could imagine how angry his boss would be when he learned about the situation. Thinking about this, it seemed that even the President was paying attention to it... It seemed that the president even posted a Twitter account. How can he find this face?!
Anyone who has played the game knows that a powerful enemy boss is not scary. What is scary is the boss who can never be killed, and he will become stronger and stronger as he fights.
Every time the boss appears in a new way, the former effective trick will be ineffective later, as if the fight will never end. This will put a lot of psychological pressure.
Fidel is under this pressure now, and Lieutenant Sheldon is under the same pressure. The "Seal Platoon" he led was still in charge of the aftermath in Palmyra, but found four or five optical camouflage fragments. When looking forward to more gains, who knows...
Fidel called a communication phone number, "Vulture One, the target is not dead, he is still alive."
What?!
He had never seen the body of the target of this mission, which made Lieutenant Sheldon feel uneasy, but he didn't know that the uneasiness has become a reality now. He asked about the situation and knew that the matter was urgent, so he quickly led the team to jump onto the armed pickup truck and kill him at the shooting scene where the incident happened to Aidd.
"'Jaberlin', 'Jaberlin', give me the 'Jaberlin'."
The armed pickup was speeding fast, and Lieutenant Sheldon, who was standing on the roof of the car, shouted to his subordinates. The heaviest weapon they carried in this mission was the "Jaberlin" anti-tank missile. The "Hellfire" with the "God of Death" drone was previously, but now the "God of Death" cannot come, so they can only rely on the "Jaberlin".
Assemble the launch cylinder and aiming control device of the ‘javelin’ and start the infrared thermal imager on the ‘javelin’, and within more than 2,000 meters of Lieutenant Sheldon’s attack range.
Lieutenant Sheldon glanced at the individual computer on his arm, and after using GPS to determine his position, he silently estimated the region and time of possible encounters with the enemy.
Thinking that the mission goal had no invisible optical camouflage and was driving an extremely conspicuous tank, he was finally more confident in carrying the "javelin".
Out of the ruins in the city in the dark, three armed pickup trucks were divided into a fan and searched forward. The original six-person "seal platoon" had only four left, and they could barely fight.
"Note that there is a sound of a tank engine about 300 meters away!" A radio shout from a 'seal' came from the pickup truck on the left.
The desert terrain is so annoying. The ground seems flat but it is actually uneven. A two or three meters high dune blocked Lieutenant Sheldon's sight. He had just aimed the "javelin" missile at his hand, thinking of ordering one of his subordinates to conduct reconnaissance, and a bulky tank appeared over the dune.
"It's so damn!" Lieutenant Sheldon cursed. Just because of a sand dune, the battle distance between the two sides was narrowed from several thousand meters to hundreds of meters. Facing a tank, except for his "javelin", the weapons in his teammates could not harm the opponent at all.
In a sudden encounter, whoever has armor has an advantage. The t-72 is the advantageous side. Lieutenant Sheldon must calm down and operate the missile, and there is no way to attack immediately.
The fire control system of the ‘Jaberfin’ began to identify the target, and after locking, the guide head cooled, and the fire control commander made a short dripping sound. The distance was too close, so choose the direct-firing mode. The missile was ejected from the launcher with a "bang" sound, and the rocket engine ignited...!
Lieutenant Sheldon completed this series of actions at an unprecedented speed, but he still felt that it was not fast enough. Because the flying t-72 hit the ground hard, making a huge noise while the heavy machine gun on his turret opened fire.
The armed pickup truck that was warning was the first to be hit. Even if the 'Seal's' players who drove it became useless even if they had excellent combat skills. They had no choice but to rush forward to attract the attention of the tank, hoping to provide Lieutenant Sheldon behind to lock the target for a few seconds.
In just a few seconds, the armed pickup truck without armor was smashed to pieces by more than ten large-caliber machine gun bullets and almost disintegrated. The sacrifice of the comrades made Lieutenant Sheldon almost burst into tears.
Zhou Qingfeng on the turret was murderous at this moment, and his fierceness was invisible. He quickly finished a bullet box, and his depression was slightly relieved by the "Tahawk" bombardment. When he wanted to reload the ammunition, a bright spot suddenly rose into the air and flew quickly.
The millimeter-wave radar on the skull helmet quickly determined the target. The laser on the back shoulder popped up and silently fired a strong laser. The light path in the smoke was clearly visible, and the incoming missile was actively detonated dozens of meters away.
The explosion of fireworks illuminated the night sky, the air waves radiated endless heat, and the flying fragments made Zhou Qingfeng bow his head and retract it into the turret. And amid the deafening noise, he seemed to hear a shrill and unwilling cry coming from the wind.
Chapter completed!