San Miguel, the front-line command of the ‘Murban Formation’.

As the commander of the Second Armored Division of the "Mo Zheng Formation", Clark was the commander of this Seraya combat operation. When dozens of staff and senior officers in the command were celebrating each other for the rapid breakthrough on the front line, he frowned and stared at the enemy-to-we-stage situation on the electronic sand table.

"Mr. Clark, don't you drink a cup to refresh yourself?" Suzano walked over with a bottle of "Supreme Ice". "The drinks of the Aurora Legion are still good, they are a little expensive. Hahaha..."

"No." Compared to McCain, the commander of the First Armored Division who likes to speak wildly, Clark is a completely different person. He always has a face that seems to have always had something to do.

"Well, I know you soldiers need to stay calm all the time, and it should be fine to drink drinks." Suzano said: "I actually want to express my gratitude. Your command is very exciting and has laid the victory."

Clark just nodded coldly at this, knowing that Suzano has the capital to be proud of.

This time, the "Mo Tong Formation" came out in full swing, not only the three armored divisions that had only the pioneers. In order to inspire Suzano, Dr. Osborne provided a full set of weapons and equipment, including six armored divisions, eighteen mechanized infantry divisions, and dozens of independent artillery.

It has to be said that the American family has a very strong foundation. Various weapons and ammunition stockpiled during the Cold War are the best in the world, more than rabbits and hairy bears combined. Ordinary gun equipment is not valuable at all, and it has been piled in various large military warehouses for decades.

It was this huge amount of military aid and the addition of a large number of military backbones that gave Suzano the confidence to go south to fight against the Aurora Legion. Now, on the first day of the game, the front-line defensive position built by the Aurora Legion was pierced. This situation was really great.

Air strike, long-range suppression, and armored impact, the Second Armored Division commanded by Clark used a series of fast and decisive means to make the hostile defenders unbearable.

But Clark himself was not happy about it. He casually said: "The Aurora Legion is not weak. Their air force has not been deployed, and short-range tactical missiles have not been moved. They even have long-range ballistic missiles,..."

Clark's implication is that the opponent did not do his best.

But Suzano took it for granted and made an explanation of "intelligence", "According to intelligence, the Aurora Legion should not have many advanced fighter jets, at most, guarding their nest, Mexico City. Short-range missiles are also very backward and can only attack fixed targets.

As for long-range ballistic missiles, nuclear warheads around the world have disappeared inexplicably. The Aurora Legion can only use it to carry a conventional warhead weighing several tons. The deterrence of that thing is not as terrible as imagined. At most it creates a terrifying crater that looks scary."

But these explanations cannot reassure Clark because he knew his boss, Dr. Osborne, planned - this was a war of attrition, a battle to consume the Mexicans, and it was not about filling in the Doctor's American Baath Party and making wedding dresses for the "Murban Army".

Suzano was still boasting about his opinion on the battle situation. A staff officer in the command hurried to Clark and said in a solemn and urgent tone: "Sir, the armored troops attacking Seraya were hit by the enemy's last-sensitivity bullets and suffered heavy losses."

Ah... Suzano was addicted to whispering, and suddenly heard the news and couldn't help but scream - he was just analyzing the lack of advanced weapons and ammunition from the Aurora Legion, and was slapped in the face.

The staff officer continued: "The air defense force also sent an alarm, and a large low-altitude aircraft fleet was flying towards us. Although this aircraft fleet should be a backward propeller aircraft, the location of our command has been exposed, and the enemy is likely to launch missile strikes on us."

Ah... Suzano screamed again. He quickly asked: "Can our air defense forces intercept the enemy's tactical missiles?"

The staff officer looked at Suzano and explained a little: "A ‘Patriot 3’ air defense battalion is arranged around our command to fight against advanced fighter jets and missiles. As for those low-altitude fighter jets, the two ‘Avenger’ air defense battalions can deal with them."

This sounds reassuring, but Clark, as the commander, hurriedly ordered: "Let the long-range artillery group be transferred immediately, and at the same time, let the guards of the division camp expand the search range. If the Aurora Legion will not launch a counterattack easily, it must be that special combat troops have found us."

As soon as he finished speaking, an explosion came from outside the command center, and the divisional personnel, including Commander Clark, were shocked.

Not long after, the guards rushed in in panic and reported: "Sir, there is a mixed force of mutants and power armor that is rushing to our periphery guard circle. Their target is our air defense position."

The Second Armored Division's warning circle is three or five kilometers deep. At this moment, the mutants led by Marcos are raiding deep, causing a wave of killing.

The first generation of mutants had five or six times the physical fitness of ordinary people. Zhou Qingfeng also regarded them as his personal guards. The "hero" attribute doubled the small-scale force again. Marcos, who weighed two or three hundred kilograms, could conduct short-distance sprints with full arms, and the speed was extremely fast.

The slogan of "Life to Death" made Marcos and his subordinates furious in an instant. This army that was degenerated to the point of fighting was not a foolish attack. They cooperated with each other, alternately covered, and used precise and fierce firepower to tear open the outer defense of the Second Armored Division in one breath.

From launching an attack to entering the enemy formation, Marco was a big guy who made a rush and was always in the first place. And when he tried to get closer to several Avengers air defense vehicles, several extremely agile guards tried to stop the terrifying mutant leader.

Lying down, looking for cover, setting up machine guns, cross-firing, and the guards cooperated perfectly. Marco, who rushed up, saw that there was a heavy machine gun opposite him. It immediately rolled on the spot, rubbing the large-caliber machine gun bullets and hid behind a broken armored vehicle...

Scatter your hand and return to the enemy's large grenade.

Grenades specially made for mutants and power armor are powerful, and the throwing distance of dozens of meters is particularly flexible. Just when they see the arc thrown by the aerial grenade, these difficult guards immediately rush and change positions.

The opponent's reaction and speed are also shocking.

The enemy was powerful, but Marco was even more powerful. It rushed over bypassed the wreckage of the armored vehicle and rushed over from dozens of meters away. It was ten times stronger than ordinary people and was incredibly fast. A guard was directly hit by it while looking for a new cover.

The guards who were robbed, shot, and left alone were not panicked at all. However, the pistols he used for ordinary people in his hand were too powerful for Marcos. They hit Marcos in the chest with two bangs, but failed to bring any obstacles to the mutant leader.

"You deserve to be called a mutant?" The crazy Marcos did not even use his weapon, and directly used his fist with his iron gloves to shoot the other party. His brain cracked and bloody. This fierce scene made Marcos even more excited. He raised his head and shouted: "I am the real mutant."

The tragic death of the companion did not have any psychological impact on the other guards. They quickly pointed the gun at Marcos who was killed, especially a large-caliber machine gun poses the greatest threat.

As soon as the machine gun fired, Marcos had to avoid it. It roared again and called on its companions to cooperate in combat. At this time, a black shadow flew over from a distance and rushed to the two guards operating the heavy machine gun at a speed that was difficult to tell the naked eye.

"Dog Meat" rarely launches attacks head-on. It always uses its own speed advantage to sneak around the enemy's back and launches sneak attacks. At this moment, it jumps up on four claws, and a sharp blade pops up under its claws, quickly cutting the vital spine of the guard's back neck.

The blood splattered, but it didn't even touch the fur of the "dog meat". The stupid dog went away with it and never stopped, sank into the darkness again to look for the next opportunity to attack.

Marcos was taking his subordinates to kill wildly, and Erin, wearing optical camouflage and mechanical exoskeleton, was the biggest threat. No matter how much the killing sounds shook the sky, she was like a ghost in the dark, quiet and silent.

Taking advantage of the chaos on the battlefield, Erin pasted one adsorptive bomb after another onto the body of the air defense combat vehicle. Occasionally, someone noticed something was wrong and was immediately assassinated by her.

As the killing scene became bigger and bigger, more and more guards rushed over to support the enemy camp. Erin, who had posted the bomb, immediately shouted on the radio: "Our mission is completed, retreat."

When hundreds of modified-5 propellers roared from the low altitude, when Erin, Marcos and others who walked without stopping, disappeared into the darkness, the air defense position of the Second Armored Division of the "Mo Tongcheng" was trapped in a sea of ​​fire, and one "Avengers" who were specifically designed to deal with low-alt targets were blown to pieces.

The two-winged Y-5 entered the field and began to wash the floor with rockets.
Chapter completed!