The first infantry rushed through the most peripheral wreckage, took up his rifle, shot the corpse on the ground, and sent out a cry of victory behind him. Hundreds of infantry drank together. They were shocked by their bravery and became elated. They successively stepped on the incomplete bricks and tiles and rushed into the back of the wreckage.
Then, scattered gunfire continued to ring inside. It sounded that the resistance was not very fierce, which made the waiting troops relax. The second wave of attacking troops charged immediately, and the troops of three battalions joined in at one time. Then the cavalry outside the town also received the news and poured into the town from all around.
Then, the sound of rifles became more and more intensive, and the sound of machine gun fire also began to spread, but no one would care. Once they rushed into the town, it was an absolute victory for them. The infantry chariots were the first to press on the ruins, smashed half of the wall, and rushed into the town in the scattering of bricks and stones.
The next moment, a huge fireball explodes on the turret, and the steel turret connected with the gun barrel flies into the air. Then a stream of black smoke is emitted from the body of the car, and the spark of ammunition is ignited from the car. The door of the car body is kicked open, and four soldiers with black smoke just rush out. Somewhere in the ruins, a tongue of rifle fire flashes, and the eye-catching soldiers fall, Then, more than a dozen white smoke came out of the ruins and crashed into armored vehicles at a constant speed. Piles of steel bonfires were burning hot, and infantry squads were reduced to ashes in steel coffins.
At this time, the sound of gunfire suddenly increased countless times in the small town, which was nothing more than the sound of gunfire, explosion, and flying shadows of human body. From time to time, the horse with empty back rushed out of the small town, but the rider was engulfed by the monster like town.
"Boom..."
The ruined ruins were ravaged again, and countless bricks and stones, such as the smoke of volcanic eruption, rushed into the air, and then the smoke of gunpowder covered the area, and the secret stronghold that had previously launched rockets was razed to the ground.
The barrel of the 100 mm smooth bore gun, which made a perfect shot, squeaked and began to fire towards another ruins that had fired rockets. A huge fire burst in front of the muzzle, and the distant target flew into the sky like the previous position. Then the tank started to move after firing the shells. The thick track ploughed two deep grooves on the grass and drove into the next artillery position, In the back of the tank, 85mm guns also bombarded the suspicious targets who had just launched rockets.
The explosion behind him didn't cause too much trouble to the golden flag soldiers with rockets. He held the helmet on his head, drenched with rain like mud and sand, and ran to the next blocking point behind the rocket hand. At the moment, he was very excited. Such a big iron guy was blasted out of a big hole 100 meters in front of them, The driver and soldiers who had emerged from the infantry vehicle were also convulsed at the muzzle of his AK74.
He never thought that one day he would be able to do this, easily kill an infantry combat vehicle, even if it killed the same Mongolian as him, even if it was his partner who fired the rocket, but what does it matter? He's got his share of the credit, isn't he?
"Bahya, be careful, there are enemies in front of us. They just ran through our eyes..."
Hearing his partner's warning, bahya turned his head and glared at his deputy, and roared in a gruff voice:
"I've killed the armored vehicles, afraid of some infantry without armored vehicles?"
When the soldier heard this, he said in dismay:
"I didn't say that, but they are Mongolians like us. Do they really want to die?"
"When timuzhen was born, he was not a great Khan. His Khan position was also tired with the corpses of Mongols. The Tatars, Keli, mierji, and countless tribes were all Mongols, aren't they? What we are doing now is just tracing the footprints of our ancestors. "
The soldier did not speak any more. At the same time, he bent over to trot and took out his cartridge clip to replace his ammunition. However, his eyes were swept to more than ten black wolf flag soldiers who ran for their lives in a hurry. Many of them even lost their rifles. Raising their hands was a shuttle of bullets, which hit the people running in front of them. They were about to continue shooting, but the barrel of the gun was pulled away by bahya.
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