Supreme Psychic Energy - Chapter 372 Excavator forcing the demolition of illegal buildings (Chinese)

Wang Sen drove an excavator all the way to open the road and meet water to fill the bridge. When he saw someone, he rushed over with an accelerator. Eighty percent of the enemies would scream and throw down their weapons and run away. Then there was a passionate race between steel giant beasts and mammals. Of course, most of the results of the race were mechanical victory.

After the previous panic, the enemy began to calm down and organized effective resistance. They used anti-equipment rifles to shoot at the front windshield and engine of the excavator, and at the same time carried the Gustav bazooka launcher and launched an attack on the roaring steel monster. Soon, the front windshield of the excavator was broken, hanging in front of Wang Sen like a piece of rag, a track was hit by the bazooka launcher, the transmission shaft was broken, and its movement ability was greatly hindered.

"Okay, you dare to fight back?" Wang Sen angrily slapped the joystick and rushed towards the group of indescribable guys who dared to fire at him without saying a word. The excavator rushed around and felt like he was entering a no-man's realm. He scared the group of mercenaries to scatter and throw the rocket launcher and anti-equipment rifle all over the ground. Wang Sen did not chase them, but turned around and crushed the weapons on the ground one by one. This time, there was no weapons. I think how do you fight?

Wang Sen picked the car and rushed towards the gate of the military training camp with smoke. There were two reinforced concrete turrets in front of the gate, with searchlights on them and Gaoping dual-purpose machine guns. Wang Sen had been upset with these two large waxes standing on the ground for a long time. He drove the excavator directly below the turret and beat the joystick hard. The excavator's bucket turned around half a circle like a sandbag, and hit the waist of the turret. The entire turret waved three times and almost fell down.

"Violent demolition!" Wang Sen shouted loudly, retreated the excavator three meters away, then pushed the accelerator violently, and the engine roared and rushed towards the hull ahead. The steel bucket collided with the hull again. The hull could not withstand it anymore, and broke from half the waist and smashed towards the ground crookedly!

Wang Sen turned the bucket and retreated for more than five meters, aiming at another sentry tower. The mercenaries on the sentry tower saw that the tragedy just now was about to be released on him. He screamed and jumped straight from the sentry tower without hesitation.

"It saves me a lot of trouble." Wang Sen wiped his sweat. It seemed that the soldiers on the mail tower were still relatively smart, but whether they jumped down or smashed down, there was basically no hope of survival.

Ximang was commanding the troops to counterattack the security army's attack. In the melee just now, Peng Wei easily pushed the remaining soldiers of the Fourth Division to Ximang's gun, and played a perfect killing with a knife. Now it was fine. The beams of both sides were getting deeper and deeper, and maybe the captain would praise me for this.

"It's time for us to fight head-on with the enemy!" Peng Wei stood on the roof of the jeep, holding the mg3 machine gun and yelled loudly, "As long as you do everything, you can attack helicopters first, then armored vehicles, and the remaining soldiers will solve the problem with mortars, and then start the action!"

Peng Wei’s words about fighting helicopters are not a joke. He has weapons. This weapon is the stinger missile transported by ISR last time. With his smart brain, Peng Wei quickly learned how to control the stinger missile. However, it was the first time he used this missile in the field, and he was not sure.

Peng Wei turned on the radar and began to search for the enemy's helicopters. What made Peng Wei feel depressed was that in order to avoid another loss, Ximang ordered the helicopter to hover over his head, not to fly far away, and not to take the initiative to fight. He only used the machine gun on the plane to shoot a string of tracer bullets to guide the troops' direction of attack.

The stinger missile glanced in the air, like a sharp lightning, hitting the helicopter hiding behind and did not dare to attack. The propeller of the helicopter turned weakly and finally fell down from a height of a tree. When it landed, it turned into a huge fireball. Various parts flew everywhere, and many of them hit Ximang's face.

"My helicopter did not go to fight, why did you kill it!!!" Ximang was already angry. The group of barbarians on the Indochina Peninsula were so shameless. He wiped out his helicopter team in just one night and caused heavy casualties among the mercenaries. He really didn't know how to explain this to MacDonald.

"Do you think you can't hit you if you hide in your nest?" Peng Wei put down the launcher of the stinger missile and laughed, "Brothers, give them some crispy ones!"

The 1 mm heavy mortar finally spoke. As soon as this magical object came out, it immediately killed all the killing weapons. The mortar shells flew down from the air screaming and plunged into the crowd. With a bang, the flames burst into the sky, and the soil raised was coming to the face like a big wave, almost completely burying Ximang.

"Scatter the formation! The chariots are covering forward, and the infantry follows!" Facing the enemy's heavy artillery bombardment, Ximang was also angry and struggled to remove the soil from his body. Since the enemy's long-range firepower is powerful, let's play melee battles and let you uncivilized barbarians see what the combat quality of modern mercenaries is!

At the same time, the 105mm paratrooper dragged out from the training camp was filled with light howitzers. This grenade, which specializes in dealing with infantry, has amazing lethality. Moreover, they lowered the shooting range, which means that even their own people would be killed by close-range explosions when the artillery is fired, but they have no time to consider this.

The most important moment finally came. Ximang personally snatched the cannon. He took a deep breath and placed his eyes on the scope on the left side of the cannon for intersight shooting. After observing carefully for a long time, he began to feel a little irritated and touched the thin, almost non-existent cannon lens with his fingers. When his fingers leaned against the scope, he finally found that the scope's lens was gone!

"God!" Ximang felt his mind buzzing, why, a good gun, what's wrong with breaking it? But the most important scope was broken, and the lens was broken by someone. What's the difference between this and breaking a glass with a highly myopic eye?

Ximang was in a state of upset, and finally he made a decisive decision and fired!

The first shot was very far away, and to be precise, it was not hung by the enemy. The enemy's mortar position was rushing into the sky, and the ding-dang dang was having fun. Moreover, the mortars of these guys were fifty meters shooting very accurately, and almost all of them exploded within a radius of fifty meters. What's even worse is that they were constantly correcting the ballistics. Under this situation, in less than three minutes, everyone, including him, would be bombed into the sky by the mortars.

The second shot was too close, and the fragments of the killing grenade flew out injured his own people. Ximang was a little crazy. A cannon that he could have relied on was actually used to kill his own people. God, did I really make any mistakes and should I punish me in this way?

Ximang had no time to complain. Four infantry fighting vehicles had rushed to the enemy's position. The soldiers were launching fire. What they needed most now was artillery fire support. He personally took action, filled a shell into the cannon barrel, adjusted the height angle, and waved his arm down hard, "Fire the gun!"

This time the shells flew to the enemy's position well and happened to hit the enemy's mortar position. It was clearly seen from the infrared telescope that the grenade exploded as soon as it landed, killing many enemies, and even destroying two 60 mortars from the enemy. This inspired him. Well, poor barbarians, you have to pay the price for your actions just now!

Ximang became happier the more he thought about it. He immediately ordered the soldiers to fill the shells and cover them with uninterrupted firepower. But at this moment, he suddenly found that the mortar position on the opposite side had stopped. All the sound of artillery, the explosion of the shells, and the loud command were gone in an instant. All the remaining ones were the sound of the wind blowing, bringing a pungent smell of gunpowder, which made him unable to help sneezing.

"Enemy, retreat?" Ximang hurriedly picked up the telescope and looked into the distance. The first thing he saw was a group of enemies carrying mortars running quickly to the rear. Not only this group of people, but more people removed fire support weapons such as mortar recoilless cannons and carried them on their bodies. In the darkness, a jeep was also quickly retreating backwards.

"The enemy ran away! Searchlight, point them in the direction of me!" Ximang was so happy that he was confused. When he looked back, he saw an excavator rushing towards him like crazy. He was so scared that he threw away his telescope and rolled to the side, dodging the deadly track!

"This madman!" Ximang got up from the ground, looked at the excavator that was rushing around, and took the time to look back. One of the two towers had been broken from the middle, and the iron gate of the base was also crushed into a pile of scrap iron by the excavator. The excavator, which had almost lost control, was chasing his mercenaries like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and wanted to swallow them one by one under the steel track!

"Crazy, really crazy!" Ximang called mercenaries to gather here. Unexpectedly, the excavator turned around and rushed towards him. Ximang was extremely annoyed. The rifle in his hand kept firing at the front windshield of the excavator, smashing the glass to pieces. Wang Sen simply pulled the broken glass with one punch and threw it in the direction of Ximang. Then he pushed the joystick violently, and the excavator roared violently, rushing towards Ximang's position like a crazy bull!
Chapter completed!