Bring Interstellar to the end of the world

Chapter 125 Yo, Kaboom
The lamppost next to the gate began to flash red light, and there was a rattling sound, and the thick stainless steel gate opened to both sides.

Bunches of lights pierced the dark night and illuminated the road in front of the door.

With the roar of the whining engine, motorcycles rushed out of the gate of Maxim's Cannery like a herd of slaughtered cattle, and rushed to the front of the expert wall demolisher.

At this point no one noticed a man slipping out of the van cab.

Gao Kai glanced at the battlefield behind, and rolled into the ditch next to him, licked his pale lips, raised his harpoon gun, and put it in front of him.

Just like what Tang Yan said, driving a fuel van with Marauder power armor on the back, anti-armor weapons such as armor-piercing projectiles and rockets will not bring life-threatening danger to him in the cab.

When he came back from Radio Al Jazeera, he saw the bald armor that was thicker and more powerful than the blue power armor he had seen last night. He completely extinguished the little flame in his heart, and volunteered to take over the driving task to express his loyalty.

Facing the Type 5-4 armored combat suit, people living in the wasteland world are most likely to characterize it as a variant of the Iron Guard robot. Only a few such as him, Sanpao, and General Wang know that it is not a military robot. Robot, that's a suit of power armor.

Power armor and robots are completely two concepts!
Uh...

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One motorcycle after another rushed into the battle zone at the front door, and the tires rotated to bring up a lot of dust, which diffused under the beams of searchlights like fog.

Gao Kai suddenly woke up the moment he heard the roar of the motorcycle engine.

Tang Yan is too bad, this kid is so insidious that it makes people speechless.

He drove the van from the White Widow fleet warehouse to the outside of Gem City and witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Tang Yan wearing that set of power armor entering the back of the van. Although the action was more cumbersome than the blue power armor called CMC300, it was definitely not The dull look he showed just now.

Now it seems that Tang Yan pretended to be this image on purpose, so that the soldiers of Yuan City thought it was a mutant iron guard robot, and then opened the door to release the motorcycle team.

Just as Gao Kai guessed, Wang Puzhao regarded the Type 5-4 armored combat suit as a mutant iron guard robot.

The iron guard robot has thick armor and fierce firepower. It belongs to the kind of robot that is difficult to deal with. If it is weak, it is the nuclear fusion core on the back. It will occasionally be exposed in combat. Guardian robots will explode from the inside.

With the current face-to-face fighting method, of course there is no way to quickly solve the target, so dispatching motorcycle teams has become a targeted plan.

Wang Puzhao got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and climbed up the wall again.

The motorcycle that rushed out of the gate took advantage of its speed to turn to the right and began to circle around the target.

Six motorcycles, 9 people.

Some drivers hold the handlebar in one hand and hold an assault rifle in the other.

Some drivers concentrate on driving, while the people sitting behind hold a drum-fed shotgun in their hands.

There was also a person sitting on the back of a motorcycle carrying an RPG on his shoulders.

In the past, Yuancheng people used this method to harass and harass the Maxim Cannery and its transport convoy, but now it is reasonable to use it to deal with the unresponsive Iron Guard robots.

"Hey, big man, where are you looking, grandpa is here." A soldier with a shotgun pulled the trigger.

There was a bang.

A large number of bullets poured out along with the gunfire, hitting the left shoulder of the Type 5-4 armored combat protective suit, splashing fine sparks.

The motorcyclist, who was turning to the left, held an assault rifle in one hand, and kept shooting at the iron head that penetrated into the breastplate, rattling endlessly.

"Hey, I know a men's hospital in Jicheng is good, maybe it can help your situation."

The riders driving the motorcycles are elite soldiers who have experienced many battles in the Yuancheng City Defense Army. They always fix the vehicle body and the target within a certain distance range, and it is difficult to pose a threat to them with their large mobility and rate of fire.

"Go to hell!" The roar drowned out the sound of the rocket engine igniting.

With a bang, a cloud of fire bloomed behind the target, which was the core deployment point of the Iron Guard robot's nuclear fusion.

The shock wave pushed the heavy body forward, staggered with both feet, and half squatted on the ground.

Wang Puzhao raised his lips slightly, thinking that the next step would be the Iron Guard robot's self-destruction symbolizing destruction.

He didn't know that Deputy Commander Tang's mouth was also curled up in the 5-4 combat armor protective suit, thinking that the warm-up was over and the show should begin.

As a shot of combat medicine was injected into his body, fine bloodshot eyes welled up in his eyes.

The iron bump that was half-squatting on the ground moved, and a gust of red air flowed from the jet outlet behind it, driving the body to stand up quickly, with its arms spread flat and turned 360 degrees.

call out!call out!call out!call out!
Streams of fire flickered, followed by a funnel-shaped jet of flame, drawing a circle around it.

Before the motorcycle riders and crew could figure out what happened, they were affected by the explosion and turned into human sandbags that flew into the sky, and fell to the ground next to them without a sound.

The motorcycle carrying the RPG reacted quickly. At the critical moment, it rushed out of the range of the barrage and drove towards the wreckage of the van.

At this moment, a sharp scream came from the front, and a black shadow came through with force.

The rider and crew felt a chill in their chests. When they looked down, they found that the chest plate had been pierced, and blood gurgled out, splattering on the car body and the ground.

Gao Kai retracted the harpoon gun with his left hand into the ditch, unscrewed the kettle he carried with him and took a big gulp—General Wang was very enthusiastic about him, so his dinner was a bit salty.

Wang Puzhao, who was watching the battle from the wall, jumped down immediately. When his feet landed on the ground, there was the sound of crawlers crushing the ground beside him, and a black shadow rushed out of the courtyard and drove towards the front door.

bang...

The flame flashed, and the airflow oscillated the muzzle to emit a unique metallic sound.

boom!
Flames are blooming in the world beyond the wall, much more ferocious than RPG rockets.

The surviving people shouted excitedly: "Blow it up, blow it up..."

Wang Puzhao pressed the wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, and shouted to the people behind: "Who made it move? Who made it move?!"

A soldier with a panicked look said: "It was the order from deputy company commander Pang Hongfei."

"Idiot! That's not an Iron Guard robot at all."

"It's not an iron guard robot, what is that?" The soldier couldn't understand the above words.

"He has been teasing us! That devil used us as experiments to verify the combat effectiveness of the new toy." He is the leader of the company and one of the commanders of this operation. Know much more.

"Commander, I don't know what you're talking about?"

Wang Puzhao ignored the soldiers' questions, threw away the scrapped assault rifle in his hand and ran quickly towards the inner courtyard.

At this time, the Type 85-II main battle tank, which scared away the garrison of the Black Hand Mercenary Corps, had crossed the front door and turned sharply to the right. While adjusting the angle of the turret, it fired forward with the 12.7MM machine gun mounted on the vehicle.

In addition, an infantry squad carrying RPGs and grenade launchers rushed out under the cover of the Type 85-II main battle tank.

While ridiculing Wang Puzhao and his confidant soldiers for being a group of drunks and rice bags, so many people can't even be dealt with by an iron guard robot, they laughed and said that at the critical moment, let's see how the Type 85-II main battle tank dominates.

　I have something to do in the afternoon, maybe this chapter is for today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)