War Paradise

Chapter 293 Mountain Range Counterattack

After returning to the radar station, Lin Chi walked up to the second floor to find an empty room, lay on the broken wooden bed and closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep during the game.

In fact, in brain imaging games, it’s not a big deal even if you don’t sleep. Because the time flow in the game is different from the reality, some players will even forcefully keep the characters awake in the game by taking doping in the real world.

However, for a lazy person like Lin Chi, adequate sleep is naturally indispensable.

Even if he found the location of the “super weapon”, he did not set off immediately, but decided to sleep first and wait until he regained his spirit before making plans.

“…”

Bloodblade, who arrived at the radar station after Lin Chi, was about to open the door, when he heard rhythmic snoring from the room, he could only turn around to look for other “bedrooms”, and by the way complained in an angry way: “He has eaten. Sleeping pills?”

“I don’t know.” The coach’s flat voice came from behind her.

Bloodblade suddenly turned his head, looked at the man with a moustache standing in the corridor, and said in a low voice: “I didn’t talk to you… By the way, you changed your attributes at that time, right?”

“Maybe.” The coach said casually, as if he wasn’t interested in the topic.

“Don’t think I’m a fool.” Bloodblade stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, a grinning grin appeared on his cold white face: “What did you do in the forest just now, I can feel…”

“We are teammates.” The coach stared at the woman in front of him, looking like an “good old man”.

“Not necessarily in the future.” Bloodblade rubbed his hands and said meaningfully: “If you can kill someone like you, it would be very interesting.”

The two players in the same team passed by as if they had a deep hatred, and each went to find a place to rest.

At this moment, in the snow in front of the radar station, a thin man who was captured was standing in front of the microwave weapon launch vehicle parked next to the radar, and he kept touching the cold shell on the side of the armored vehicle. The look of excitement is like foot control has met the black silk beautiful legs.

The mass-produced T800, standing behind him in charge of surveillance, said nothing. Standing behind the radio expert with an assault rifle, the eyes behind the sunglasses did not blink, and the angular face still showed no expression.

“Is this the high-power microwave generator that the United States people say? I didn’t expect to see it here!” The radio engineering master named Haider danced excitedly, and was about to express his emotions in a street dance.

It is not surprising that he is so excited. After all, the high-power microwave weapons that are very common in later generations, in this era, are still “god-level equipment” that only appear in science fiction.

Haider knew very well that what he was facing was probably the first microwave weapon that was dropped on the battlefield in human history!

“Can I take it apart and take a look?” Haider looked back at the T800 robot that had been silent, and said incoherently, “I… this device is very good!”

Seeing this person’s excitement, T800 slowly spoke, making a voice with a touch of metallic texture: “You have no authority.”

“Can you let them give me the authority to remodel, please!” Haider almost knelt down to T800: “This equipment is a miracle in the history of human manufacturing!”

Hearing Heidel’s words in a nearly crazy tone, when T800 was about to answer, a dull rumbling sound suddenly sounded again in the distant mountains, like a small earthquake.

As the explosion sounded, the two people who remained in front of the microwave weapon launch vehicle and the Soviet airborne troops patrolling nearby all turned their eyes to the place where the sound came from.

A thick cloud of black smoke rose slowly from the distant mountains. What followed was a second explosion, and another mushroom cloud rose not far away.

Seeing this scene, Crazy Yiwen, who was still squatting on the top of the radar station doing nothing, suddenly opened his only remaining eye, with a rare solemn expression on his old face, and whispered to himself:

“Our Kirov airship… crashed?”

…

When the huge airships of the Soviet Air Force, which were close to two hundred meters in length, were shot down in the mountains, a large avalanche was once again triggered.

These big guys full of bombs almost caught up with the small nuclear bomb when they landed. The shock wave blasted two kilometers away and shattered the windows of several off-road vehicles nearby.

However, while the burning airship slowly fell down, a large number of chariots that shot down the three airships had already hurried outward along the mountain road at the fastest speed, leaving the danger zone of explosion.

Although three tanks were blown off the cliff by the shock wave of the explosion and fell directly into a big fireball, the remaining dozen tanks were out of the danger zone and returned to the commander.

“very good.”

The man standing in a clearing deep in the mountains looked at the multifunctional infantry vehicles with small missile turrets and winter camouflage that parked in front of him with satisfaction.

This person covered his face with a white mask, only revealing a pair of dark eyes, wearing a blue woolen cap on his head, and wearing an orange mountaineering suit that easily exposes his target. He is more like a climber than a soldier.

Behind him, standing close to a hundred American soldiers wearing snow camouflage uniforms.

Unlike the red-eyed remnants that Lin Chi encountered, these soldiers were very calm, standing silently on the spot, like an icy sculpture of a warrior, quite a bit of a “good soldier and strong general” style.

Seeing that the soldier who shot down the airship had returned to the team, the commander cleared his throat, strode to the center of the clearing, and began to make his own pre-war speech in an impassioned voice:

“Soldiers, the Soviet Red Army is now killing our compatriots. I can see that there is a powerful force hidden behind them, which makes the defeated soldiers suddenly regained their spirits and turned into ferocious mad dogs.”

Speaking of this, the commander suddenly raised his tone: “But now, here we are! Let those Soviet mobilizers who can be hired for only a hundred dollars, and even the AK is unstable, and see the strength of the United States soldiers! Just take them and avenge our comrades-in-arms!”

The soldiers did not speak, but responded to the commander’s call with a neat reloading action.

“The Soviet soldiers in this area have been cleaned up. They are repaired here. We will leave in two hours!” The commander said as he walked into the tent on the west side of the clearing.

After listening to the commander’s speech, the energetic soldiers of the United States also began to camp quickly in this open space.

Of course, they didn’t hear the triumphant voice from the commander’s camp:

“United States people are so foolish.”