Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

"Solved." He slapped the half-broken Mosin-Nagant rifle and a medal on the weapons box of a ground bunker, and said to the Rainbow Team who were fighting side by side with some Allied soldiers in the bunker.

Seeing that Milin was unharmed, the Rainbow Team operators breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, they also told Milin that when the heavy snow stopped, a bunch of Allied soldiers appeared on the battlefield out of nowhere.

In a devastating way, the NZ troops originally entrenched here were eliminated.

"It's really like it was conjured out of thin air." Chariot said as he picked up the medal belonging to the White God of Death, Simon Haye, and glanced at it.

"Of course, after the BOSS is defeated, even if we occupy this area, where is my vodka?" Milin asked the tank.

"I didn't find the vodka, but I found this for you." Chariot picked up a metal can and threw it to Milin.

"Hey, antifreeze?" Although he didn't quite understand the words on the metal can in his hand, Milin still recognized what Chariot handed over at a glance.

"The taste is very authentic, but don't drink too much." Chariot said.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Even so, Milin directly raised the jar in his hand and drank most of it.

Although the other Rainbow Team operators who saw Milin's suicidal behavior wanted to stop him, they found that it was unnecessary.

After all, it is said that Dr. Mirin is a ruthless man who can produce pure Origin Stones. Antifreeze and the like do not seem to be a big problem.

And even if it is a reminder, it should be a reminder from a medical operator. There is no medical operator in the Rainbow Team that traveled to the world of Terra.

At most, there is only one ophthalmologist like Jiazimei.

While Milin was drinking antifreeze, the fifth front commander who had been frightened by the White Death and hid in the basement emerged from nowhere.

Seeing the medals thrown aside by Milin and Chariot, the commander excitedly said that he would apply for a big medal for Milin.

Milin and others were very calm about this. It can be said that Rainbow Team operators have seen many medals and other things. If you can't carry the medals in a bag at home, you are not qualified to join an elite unit like Rainbow Team.

And Milin is simply responsible for issuing medals. If you really like medals, Milin can turn himself into Mi Xunzong in minutes.

Seeing the calmness of Milin and his party, the front commander did not show any surprise. In his eyes, special forces that can deal with enemies like the White Death must not be rare.

More importantly, he had no control over the medal. His main purpose in finding Milin and his party was to deliver the supplies that came with the reinforcements to Milin.

Although he could not make the final decision on such matters as medals, it was still within the scope of the front commander's authority to let Milin and his party prioritize the selection of supplies.

In addition to the necessary supplies of weapons and ammunition, food supplies were also delivered.

But the potatoes are still the same potatoes, and the cabbage is still the same cabbage, but there are a bunch of canned Spam luncheon meats with a World War II style, and placed with these canned meats, the meat sausage that Shuanghua misses...or smoked **Great.

Anyway, when Shuanghua got the sausage, she immediately took the sausage in her hand and knocked it hard against the bricks next to her.

The bricks broke instantly, leaving only a little white mark on the sausage.

Shuanghua's actions made W open his eyes wide. Even if the life of a Kazdare mercenary is difficult, he would not be reduced to eating this kind of thing. Is this thing still for human consumption?

"At least it's more edible than this thing." Hui Jing held a can of luncheon meat and showed a hint of struggle.

Although she knew that she should seize the time to add some protein to prepare for the next battle, as a US military... at least as a US military, she really didn't want to eat this first-generation Spam lunch meat.

Putting aside the various horror stories about the first generation of Spam luncheon meat passed down among the US military, Ashes knew very well that when he opened the can in his hand now, what he saw was definitely not the ham sausage with an improved taste in later generations.

Instead, it was a mysterious piece of meat wrapped in a big ball of grease.

As for the three big men headed by Milin, they have all gone aside to study the Lucky Brand cigarettes that came with these supplies.

Although I don’t understand why this kind of cigarettes supplied to the Pacific battlefield appeared in the Norwegian battlefield, it is worth collecting anyway.

Both Flash Shield and Chariot were wondering whether to pack some of these cigarettes without filters and take them back as collections.

It's a pity that the free time did not last long, and they did not wait for Flash Shield and Chariot to figure out how many of these antiques to install.

A harsh whistling sound came from the sky.

Upon hearing that it was the sound of artillery, and it was the sound of heavy artillery, the Rainbow Team immediately fell to the ground, and at the same time arched their bodies as much as possible to avoid being damaged by the shock of the heavy artillery hitting the ground.

Even Milin, who had always been able to walk in a hail of bullets, also threw a small silver-gray ball at his feet.

The small silver-gray ball that fell to the ground instantly expanded into a single-person defense cover and enveloped Milin.

In an instant, the area that had been resting due to the arrival of reinforcements and supplies turned into a hell.

By the time the short-lasting shelling ended, most of the already dilapidated ruined buildings had been razed to the ground.

Even with the protection of a defensive shield that could theoretically withstand nuclear bomb attacks, Milin was still a little dizzy when he walked out of the defensive shield.

Milin, who shook his head, raised his hand and dragged out the group of people buried in supplies.

Fortunately, although they were all a little dizzy, at least no one was missing arms or legs. It can be said that they were lucky enough.

As for the fifth front commander who sent the supplies, well, Milin could find his butt in the ruins with only a few remaining ruins next to him.

"Is everything okay?" The dim-eyed Hui Ji took out a stick of No. 073 safety preparation prepared by Rhode Island from his pocket and plunged it into his creaking hole.

Several other people, including W, also performed similar actions. This is a safe preparation that is similar to adrenaline but also provides some therapeutic effects. Rhode Island operators will carry it with them.

"That's definitely not the Tirpitz's 380 gun!" Hui Jin, who quickly woke up with the help of a safety agent, looked around, especially focusing on the shell crater closest to the area where the group was.

"Isn't it the Tirpitz?" The other operators of Rainbow Team did not question Ashes' conclusion, because in addition to being the commander of Rainbow Team, she was also a god of science and engineering.

Other operators speculated that if Ashes retired from the front line, he would either become a professor at a famous technical university, or develop new weapons with Dr. Mira, the R\u0026D director of Rainbow Team.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not the Tirpitz's main gun." Ashes frowned and said, and at the same time he was glad in his heart. If the shell crater was closer to his position, then even if it was not completely destroyed, It certainly won't be just dizzy like now.

Ashes' words made other Rainbow Team operators frown.

If it is not Tirpitz, it means that the opponent has more than one battleship of the same class.

"No, it's Beizhai, but it's Beizhai with the 406 cannon." Milin on the side raised his head and looked at the direction of the cannonballs.

"A 406-caliber naval gun? Did Germany have such a design in World War II?" Ashes asked curiously.

"Of course it has, and it should happen to be here." Milin said.

"...Doctor, are you talking about the coastal defense guns prepared for Plan H?" Ashes also remembered that the Tromsø port where the Tirpitz was located did have several 406 guns. These were originally built for those who had never built them before. The huge guns prepared by the H-series battleships have always existed in this port in the form of coastal defense guns.

"Were we hit by coastal defense artillery?" Flash Shield, who also remembered this incident, breathed a sigh of relief. If it was coastal defense artillery, it would be easier to solve.

"No, it's a naval gun." Milin said with a very sure tone.

"???" Rainbow Team and the others looked at Milin with doubtful eyes, wondering where Milin got this information.

Instead of answering Rainbow Team's question, Milin said in a subtle tone:

"You should be lucky that I quit the trap early and didn't give Beizhai a 420 gun."

"??"