The core position of the Baath Party headquarters, San Antonio Museum of Art.

A m1a3 with broken tracks stuck between two tall buildings. The fierce firepower made Sun Shaoyang, who was attacking the place, complain. He was lying behind a pile of building ruins and shouting loudly to the individual radio station, seeking support.

Amid the rumbling sound of cannons, Sun Shaoyang's entire mechanized infantry squad was unable to move. The terrain around the ruins of the building where they were located was open and unobstructed. If you want to run away, you would risk being killed by the tank on the opposite side. Now the enemy cannot move, and they dare not move.

At this moment, the battlefield of the projectiles four flying fell into a stalemate. After the first wave of laser-guided bombs landed, the smoke rising up prevented the subsequent precise firepower from continuing to attack. Several powerful-5s in the sky had been flying around this killing field for a long time, and they could not find any gaps to drop bombs.

After Zhou Qingfeng issued the war declaration, the attack speed and posture of the Aurora Legion was quite fast and powerful. Several Guard Brigades and Mexican Moroccan Divisions arrived at the battlefield as planned to launch attacks, and the Baath Party's army either surrendered or evacuated.

However, when several important locations in San Antonio were taken down one by one, there were always a few hard bones to chew. After the airport, which was an important position in the SS, was taken down, the Municipal Art Museum, which was the central control residence of Dr. Osborne, became the last battlefield.

Since the threat of the Aurora Legion has increased, the Baath Party has begun to strengthen its defense, and the museum where the party leader is located has been strengthening its focus. There are many strong fortifications here, which has resulted in the attack of the Third Guards Brigade for half an hour without success. The commander immediately asked the front line troops to withdraw first.

"It's really bad luck. If I could evacuate, I would have evacuated long ago. Isn't it just impossible to evacuate now?" Sun Shaoyang yelled at the individual radio station for a long time before he found that the battlefield contact was suddenly interrupted. The radio seemed to be disturbed and no one could contact him.

At this moment, Sun Shaoyang didn't even dare to raise his head behind the ruins, because the "broken leg" m1a3 on the opposite side aimed at the direction where he was, the tank gun was no better than ordinary guns. If it felt necessary to fire, it could penetrate the pile of ruins where he was.

At that time, there is no need to hit directly. The various fragments of Bengfei can kill everyone in Sun Shaoyang's class. In fact, he has suffered this, and the bodies of the three soldiers in the class are lying less than twenty meters away from him.

Three T-45ds fell to the ground like bad toys, and various parts were violently unscrewed, and blood flowed out from the gaps and openings of individual soldiers' armor. The armor was filled with Sun Shaoyang's brothers who were with him day and night, among them his deputy squad leader.

"Damn it! This will be called heaven, and heaven will not respond." Sun Shaoyang had no time to be sad. He climbed and wanted to take a detour from another direction. Now the other comrades who were attacking with him were all withdrawing and repairing, and he didn't want to rush up to be a hero. Now he has to find a way to bring the remaining brothers back alive.

"Squad leader, the enemy seems to be breaking through." The soldier responsible for the guarding on the other side reported.

The battlefield buildings were mostly damaged, and the roads were either bumpy or piled up. Sun Shaoyang changed directions and saw at least hundreds of enemies running out of the smoke-filled ruins.

Those were the SS of the Baath Party and the fanatical supporters of Osborne. They were said to be the third or fourth generation mutants transformed by drug use. They had great strength, good endurance, firm will, very sharp, and extremely difficult to deal with.

"Brothers, we are afraid we will explain here today." Sun Shaoyang wanted to retreat, but his retreat passage was stared at by the "broken leg" m1a3. People were waiting for him to emerge and kill him with one shot.

On the other side of the street was a fire-ridden heavy infantry fighting vehicle, the old '59' territory, carrying a short-barrel low-pressure howitzer. Sun Shaoyang's whole class carried this chariot to attack the enemy, but ended up hitting the iron plate.

When the enemy and us met on the battlefield, the infantry fighting vehicle broke the track of m1a3 with one shot, and then the opponent was hit by the body of the car.

Sun Shaoyang had just led the team to get out of the car. He still remembered the fear of screaming when the captain on the chariot suddenly encountered m1a3... and Kokang, who was killed with the enemy.

"Fuck, our squad has fought so many times, and there has never been such a large casualty today." Sun Shaoyang cursed fiercely. He had already exchanged fire with the enemy infantry surrounding him. The crawlers of armored vehicles were rumbling across the opposite side. It seemed that the enemy was indeed going to break through.

The guns and cannons of the 'broken leg' m1a3 were quickly attracted by the attention of the 'broken leg' m1a3. The opposite side simply shot at the ruins where Sun Shaoyang was. The broken ruins that exploded directly buried the two mechanized infantry hiding behind without any warning. This was done.

"Damn, is this going to die before victory?"

The remaining soldiers had no choice but to shoot desperately. However, Sun Shaoyang calculated that it would take a few seconds for the m1a3 to reload. He gritted his teeth and called his last few subordinates to charge, ran out of the bunker where he was, and ran to the SS soldiers who were surrounding him on the opposite side.

Anyway, you will die, killing one will not lose, killing two will make a profit. If you are lucky, you can't tell how you can defeat the enemy.

This thought stimulated Sun Shaoyang to fight to the death, but just as he rushed out, he was severely injured and the "broken leg" m1a3 was also the automatic weapon station on its turret easily locked him.

A string of heavy machine gun bullets from Komba came flying over and knocked Sun Shaoyang down as he was running. One of his thighs was hit, and the forward rushing was forcibly terminated. The entire t-45d hit the ground with a clang and slid out of a long distance.

It hurts, and it hurts so much that people can't get dizzy even if they want to, but they can only scream shrillly. Sun Shaoyang subconsciously wanted to hug his thighs, but he touched his hand down but flew it, "My legs, my legs..."

Sun Shaoyang's thighs and armor were broken, with flesh torn, bones exposed, and blood was rising. The power of the heavy machine gun at 50 was so terrifying. The blood that flowed out dragged a long trace on the ground, quickly mixed with the sand on the ground, and was covered with more dust.

Sun Shaoyang was still screaming. The life-supporting system of t-45d detected his injury and immediately gave him a treatment injection of hemostasis and sedatives to stabilize his mood. In fact, when a large dose of sedative entered his body, his brain quickly became tumultuous, and his thinking could not keep up with the external situation.

Sun Shaoyang fell to the ground and saw one SS soldiers rushing over him. After he fell to the ground, the only few remaining squad soldiers were still resisting behind the pile of ruins just now, but the enemy's number advantage quickly overwhelmed them, and they were silent in less than a minute or two.

After the breakout passage was cleared, a large number of Baath Party members located in the core position immediately rushed out under the protection of the SS. Armored vehicles flocked out with armed personnel and fled in scattered areas.

Sun Shaoyang, who was lying on the ground, saw a big fat man with a weird skin appearing on an armored vehicle. The guy looked around the broken battlefield with hatred, and even took out his pistol and aimed at several T-45d wreckages like anger to shoot. He was protected by a group of people and quickly fled.

Sun Shaoyang could not stop all this. He could only fall to the ground and stare blankly. The escaped SS broke through in a hurry and was not interested in his broken leg "corpse" and ignored it.

At the end, the m1a3, which was also "breaked" suddenly opened the hatch cover, and several members of the crew jumped out of it and ran with the SS soldiers behind the hall. When they saw these guys appear, Sun Shaoyang, whose heads were numb, finally hated you, and he wanted to run away?

Our infantry fighting chariots were smashed by you.

The whole class I under my command will die at your hands.

My life is going to be explained.

I will never let you go if I die!

The three members of the m1a3 crew on the opposite side were running forward in a panic. A heavy machine gun from T-45d was lifted up the muzzle, and the entire magazine was emptied.
Chapter completed!