The soldiers were sitting in the trench, covered with warm quilts, and the temperature was already very low now. The soldiers looked at the thermometer hanging in the trench, and the numbers on it were constantly reminding them that the temperature was now low to twenty-five.
The following is in this kind of ghost weather.
Even though they were hiding in several sealed trenches and the soldiers were wearing heavy protective suits, the soldiers still felt the cold. Every time they were active in the trenches, the soldiers would move themselves as much as possible, otherwise there would be no time.
, They will freeze and their whole body will be frostbite.
If it weren't for the protection of protective clothing, under normal temperature, they would have only been able to give up any military deployment, making the soldiers even more terrifying. It was not the attack of alienated beasts, but the steel plate on their heads, now on their heads
Steel plates are just a piece of ice, and whoever touches them will be unlucky.
"There is another problem with the heating system in the trench. The engineers are repairing it. Damn, this ghost weather!" Many soldiers in the trench were complaining. In order to maintain the normal activities of the soldiers in the trench, the engineers had to transform and produce a batch of them in an emergency.
The equipment is supplied to maintain the relative temperature level in the trench.
"What's wrong with the heating system?" A soldier looked at him curiously. The heating pipes that were originally mounted behind them were all cold at this time. Even if they were wearing heavy means to touch them, they still felt a chill.
I feel that my hands are not my own.
"What else can I do? The frozen soil in the trench was too low, causing the heating pipe to be frozen." A soldier looked at the cold-frost heating pipe, and some heating pipes, and could see the ice edges.
But it's not a good thing.
"I'm even more afraid of the ice problem. If summer comes and the frozen soil in the trench melts, our trench will be done." The platoon leader smashed the trench wall with an engineer shovel, and the blade on the engineer shovel is shoveled.
They all made several holes, and the platoon leader was so angry that he threw the engineer shovel aside.
"Platform leader, you'd better give up. Any attempt to dig out a piece of mud on it!" A soldier said that if he was able to dig out a piece of mud on it with a engineer shovel, it would be considered that his platoon leader was extremely brave.
"This is winter, bang! Boom! Leave down! Damn it is another alien beast!" Before the platoon leader finished his complaint, he just threw dozens of shells on the trench. The platoon leader cursed on the spot.
I lay down to the observation window, put on a telescope and saw blue and white shells appearing in the snow at more than a dozen o'clock, which made them even more uncomfortable.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Don't waste your ammunition, you are not anti-aircraft guns! Stop shooting! Put down your guns, boy, save your ammunition." After seeing the counterattack of the air defense fortress, the platoon leader had no intention of watching it. The air defense fortress was attacked.
The fire control system will calculate the opponent's ballistics and will give the opponent a punch to fight back.
Standing on the side, the soldiers were bored and put the assault rifle in their hands. They shot just to pass the time. They couldn't do anything now. They were trying to dig out a sports venue in the trenches, but the ghost weather made it bad.
When digging the soil surface, it simply turns into frozen soil, which is harder than steel plates.
As for blasting? They also thought, but they didn't dare! Now that the steel plate was finally covered, you were blown up like this, and you were not afraid of snowflakes burying you alive on the spot. The snow outside was already thicker than almost three meters.
They didn't even do anything to clean up the snow on the steel plates, and it was no longer possible to pile up.
"Or, let's ask the rocket launcher company and borrow a few burning fire arrows to use the bullets?" The soldiers couldn't stand it. They soaked in snowy days every day. They tried to use burning fire arrows to clean up.
This thing is absolutely good.
"You won't throw two burners. Burn hands. Go out. Thunder. Throw away. Throw it away. Don't kill us." The platoon leader rolled his eyes to the soldier. Burn the fire? Arrow. Bullet this thing, one
How powerful is it? Are you not afraid of sending yourself to the crematorium when you blow it up next to the trenches?
"Then forget it!" The warrior decisively gave up this seemingly attractive idea. If he threw it out, he knew that if he changed it to that place and did not blow up his comrades in front, it would not be an embarrassing problem.
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!" Several assault beasts emerged from the snow pile. They watched them blow into pieces of thorn lizards. They were very excited to collect the minced meat, even their energy was too much for them.
The crystals did not forget, and some of the already hungry assault beasts couldn't help but eat the minced meat in their mouths to replenish their body energy consumption.
"Bang! Kill one!" A assault beast had just bitten the energy crystal on his mouth when he suddenly heard a gunshot, and half of his head was blown off. Two soldiers half-squatted on the machine gun fortress and piled up sandbags with sandbags.
Get up and make temporary fortifications, and hold an assault rifle and are playing hunting games.
"I'll try!" Another soldier looked at the assault beast jumping into the snow again. He was not in a hurry. He mounted an assault rifle, installed a tripod, held a telescope to observe the snow situation, and saw outside the snow.
If there was any movement, they immediately adjusted to fix the assault rifle with a tripod. If they really couldn't find the sniper rifle, they just used this as a makeshift.
"Crack! OK!" The soldier opened the firearm security, opened the ruler on the firearm, estimated the distance between him and the assault beast, moved the floating card on it bit by bit, put the assault beast tightly in the scope, mobilized the soldiers.
He let out a sigh, pressed his hand into the ring of the plate, and pressed his fingers down bit by bit.
"Bang!" With a gunshot, the mobilizers were responsible for observing the mobilizer and shook their heads. He saw the bullet hitting the opponent less than three meters away. The assault beast bit a thigh of a thorn lizard on the ground and slipped away.
"Take it slow! There is plenty of time anyway!" The mobilized soldier was a little disappointed. He looked at his comrades and was able to kill the assault beast five hundred meters away with one shot with an assault rifle. He couldn't stand it, so it was more or less
It hurt his self-esteem a little, and lay on the side, aimed the crane gun at the position of the assault beast just left, and there was a burst of thrusts.
"Hey! Don't waste your ammunition! I'm going to set fire to clean up the snow, you guys come down!" The engineers outside called the mobilizers on the fortress. In order to ensure the fort shooting world, they must use the fire every day.
Snow is accumulated, otherwise it would be too slow to shovel.