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Chapter 1567 Five-nine..., May-nine is catching up again!

The advantage of system combat is that there is a shortcoming that can be compensated by other aspects. The tanks of the Aurora Legion are not advanced enough, but the legion not only has tanks.

Liu Meng, who controls the missile brigade, has always wanted to give his opponent a beheading battle, aiming at the enemy's command system to pick up several m7 missiles. As long as the enemy's position is locked, the short-range tactical missile can be bombarded in just a few minutes. But the difficulty lies in how to lock the enemy's position.

Field troops are always moving. Even if camping often implements radio silence, they cannot figure out where their command center is? Liu Meng's idea of ​​finding the enemy to pick up a few missiles lasted for a long time. It was not until Rom used to lure the enemy that he deciphered the opponent's command information on the radio.

In order to determine the target position, an artillery drone flew into the enemy's air defense firepower network like a death sentence, and was shot down in just a few minutes. But in just a few minutes, the headquarters of the Independent Third Division, which stopped to command the battle, was exposed.

Through radio direction finding and close-range confirmation of reconnaissance aircraft, three launch companies of the missile brigade fired volleys, and in one breath, ten M7 short-range tactical ballistic missiles were launched, directly paralyzing the command system of the Third Division.

The rumbling explosion was earth-shaking, and Suzano suddenly looked dissatisfied. He himself escaped the disaster by chance, but immediately understood that the trouble was in great trouble.

Other troops may be able to fight on their own after being beheaded, but Suzano knew very well that his subordinates were all good people without the superior officers' suppression, and the subordinates would definitely collapse.

Suzano was praising his men for their good fighting one second, but the next second he quickly jumped onto an "Avengers" air defense combat vehicle, gathered a group of troops around and retreated immediately. He didn't care whether the front line was fighting, or even whether there were five divisions advancing in unison, he ran away directly.

Missiles and planes in the sky were rushing, tanks on the ground were rushing, and the commanders behind suddenly disappeared, and the personnel fighting in front were not stupid. As soon as they asked each other on the radio, everyone knew that the boss who was supervising the battle had actually ran away.

A tank company equipped with m60a3 hurriedly retreated from the front line, and a large number of abandoned weapons and equipment could be seen along the way. Heavy artillery was thrown on the side of the road, and the towed trucks were unknown. Boxes of shells were thrown on the ground without opening, just to reduce the burden of escape.

"Damn it, these artillery soldiers ran faster than us." The company commander of the tank company grabbed a map and looked for a way out. On the way down, he saw many soldiers surrender simply because they couldn't escape, but he was unwilling to surrender. He also wanted to take his tank as capital for promotion.

The deputy company commander suggested on the radio: "Head, are we going to join the other five divisions? Their positions are not far from us."

The company commander immediately refused this suggestion, "It's stupid. All our divisions have collapsed. Will the other five divisions not escape? What we have seen in the past must be empty positions, not even a ghost."

There were also motorized infantry companies operating in trucks nearby trying to escape with the tanks. The radio was filled with various cry for help, and without exception, they were attacked by the enemy's superior tanks. "Tanks, the tanks of the Aurora Legion appeared. Who will help us? We need rescue in urgent need of rescue."

The company commander of the m60a3 tank company turned a blind eye to such an annoying call. He knew very well that the Type 59 tanks equipped by the Aurora Legion were actually very poor in performance, but there were many of them used in concentrated use.

The m60a3 is equipped with a rifled tank gun of 105 mm, which can easily knock out the main armor of the Type 59 tank. However, once it falls into battle, the m60a3, which is at a disadvantage, cannot escape.

Looking at the route on the map, the company commander of this tank company decided to avoid the main road that might have been air strikes and return from the wilderness to the city of Campeche, which is still under the control of the Diago family.

"Boss, let's go quickly. Those Type 59 tanks are catching up again." A platoon leader in charge of the defender shouted on the radio.

Just as he packed up the map, the tank company commander turned his head and found that one of his guards was actually retreating beyond him. He immediately cursed: "Damn it, do everyone care about themselves now?"

A company composed of more than a dozen tanks immediately took action and accelerated its retreat. With the excellent reliability of the m60a3, the company retreated smoothly for fifty kilometers without a single one.

He just ran fifty kilometers in the bumpy wilderness, and the whole company was almost exhausted. Thinking that the troops of the Aurora Legion would not chase so far, the company commander ordered a little repair, at least eating something and drinking water.

But after less than three minutes of rest, a rumbling sound of heavy objects running on the ground sounded from afar. The whole company was shocked. The company commander sprayed out the water that had been drunk in his mouth and shouted cursingly: "How come this damn Wujiu chased him so quickly?"

The whole company was like a frightened bird, and they didn't go to see how many enemies they caught up with, and directly launched the tank to escape again. The continuous escape made them lose the courage to look back and take a look.

After running another fifty kilometers, several tanks finally broke down due to the harsh outdoor mobility. The crew without a car was too lazy to blow up the tank, but went directly to their companions' car and hung them on the turret to continue running.

It has been three or four hours since I ran away, and the tank company was really exhausted. Everyone had to come out of the tank to rest. Many people have never suffered this crime since becoming tank soldiers. They bent down and vomited when they got out of the car, and they had to vomit even if they were bitter gall.

Looking at the wasteland around, the company commander didn't know where he had escaped? There was no cry for help on the radio. Maybe all the dying was dead, and all those who should surrender surrendered.

The situation in the entire company is very bad. As soon as the situation is summarized, it is found that there is shortage of food, oil and water, and everything is lacking. The people in the company are roaring with hunger, but the dry food they carry with them cannot eat a few meals. What if this person is hungry for a day or two, guarding a bunch of powerful tanks?

"Damn it, if we had known this, we might as well surrender on the spot." The company commander was quite angry, but he quickly gave up this idea. The Aurora Legion is not a good person, especially likes to conduct investigations and trials, and execute all those who have done bad things.

"Company Commander, good news. There is also a group of escaped people near us. I just went to see it. They have a lot of supplies and are having dinner." The deputy company commander ran over with a laugh and reported the results of his investigation.

"Kill all the companies and annex them." They were tired and hungry, and had to let go of any concerns. The company commander felt that his tank was useful again.

At this moment, the one who was camping near the tank company was Boss Suzano, who escaped first. Now he was leaning against a truck's tire and holding a canned lunch meat in his hand.

Can't eat it, have no appetite...

The boss is also very distressed, and it is a 'silly eating coptis chinensis', which is unspeakable. Think about how his powerful and glorious big man fell into this dilemma when he arrived on the battlefield?

One division collapsed, and there were five divisions, and it was not without the capital to continue to be majestic. But now the remaining five divisions are not bad at all, and he, as the boss, did not respond to the call on the radio. It seems that he can only escape back to Mexico City and find a way.

"Oh, you have to eat it if you don't have the appetite. If you don't eat, you won't even have the energy to escape." Boss Suzano grabbed a knife and cut open the canned lunch meat. Before he could stuff the meat into his mouth, suddenly the ground trembled slightly, and several tanks rushed over.

The dozens of tons of armored vehicles launched an attack, and the terrifying momentum made the fugitives avoid it. However, Suzano himself was happy that it was so useful to master a tank unit at this time.

The tank stopped and an officer jumped down. Suzano hurried over and shouted: "I am Suzano, I will order you..."

The company commander of the tank company jumped off the tank and stood firm on the ground when he saw someone rushing towards him. He subconsciously snatched the lunch meat in his hand, then swept over with a slap, and shouted after a slap: "I know you are Suzano, but my tank doesn't know you."

Silent... Facing the black gun, Suzano, who fell to the ground, couldn't believe that this was his own experience. The person who followed him to escape was so shocked that he dared not speak, and no one stood up to speak for him.
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