Chapter 425 Appearance
"The Zen soldiers are coming. Fight back. Fight back quickly."
"The Steel Camp is the Steel Camp of the Jieke Group!"
"My hand, ah! My arm is gone. Have you seen my arm?"
"I can't fight, I can't fight at all. If I don't run, I will die. I will really die. I don't want to die yet!"
The whole military camp was in chaos, with cries, howls, and firefights resounding.
Shivan's eyes widened, and he felt that there were fires and explosions everywhere in the military camp, and bullets flew by.
boom!
Suddenly, a cannonball fell, and the group of veterans who had just bullied him happened to be in the center circle of the cannonball explosion.
With a violent roar, the veterans disappeared in an instant, and what was replaced was a large pit with scorching smoke and human parts scattered nearby.
A piece of intestines flew to Shivan's neck. The smell of blood was pungent, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably and dense goosebumps to appear on his skin.
Siwawen was stunned for more than ten seconds, and his body suddenly trembled. Hearing the screams all around him, the survival instinct of the human body made him roll and crawl into the big hole that had just been blasted by the shell. .
As soon as he got into the artillery pit, he saw hundreds of soldiers being forced by officers, holding weapons tremblingly, trying to fight back.
"If there is anyone alive, pick up your gun. Anyone who dares to escape will be shot."
The officer shouted loudly and was gathering the defeated troops. There was also a supervising team behind them, forcing the soldiers to fight.
Siwawen didn't dare to breathe, and he had no intention of going out at all.
The cruel battlefield had long frightened him to death.
What's more, he also saw that among those soldiers, there were veterans who had bullied him. He wished they were dead, so he would not risk his life for them.
So Sivavin lay motionless in the cannon pit. It was not easy to find him in the dark environment.
This group of Siamese soldiers moved forward cautiously, searching for enemies in the darkness.
Little did they know, their every move was being watched by the eyeworms in the sky.
The reconnaissance eyeworm is clearer than any night vision equipment currently equipped by humans. It hovers hundreds of meters in the air, and the information is synchronized to the genetic warrior who controls it.
A few kilometers away, a genetic warrior carrying a 150mm mortar squatted down, grabbed one shell after another and stuffed it into the muzzle.
The cannonball slid freely in the barrel, fired the firing pin at the bottom, and then roared out of the muzzle for rapid firing.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
The shells fell rapidly and accurately landed several kilometers away. The explosions caused blood and flesh to fly everywhere. Broken limbs and broken arms were scattered around. Those injured by shrapnel fell to the ground and wailed.
This group of Siamese soldiers were surrounded by bombs. Before the smoke from the bombardment dispersed, heavy footsteps could be heard from the front, as well as the unique sound of the motor turning after Gatling opened fire.
Hiss!
The next moment, a three-meter-tall genetic warrior from the Iron Battalion, whose entire body was covered in steel alloy, appeared.
He was holding a Gatling gun, and the muzzle of the gun was spinning at high speed, spitting out tongues of fire, tearing apart the flesh and blood in front of him.
The Siamese soldiers were like fallen wheat, being shot down by dense bullets.
The only way to fight back was with a few bullets, which caused no pain or itch to the creature's reproductive equipment, and were directly bounced away.
The morale of the Siamese soldiers suddenly collapsed. They turned around in panic, fled, screamed, and cried.
Including the officers and the supervising team, when they saw the genetic warriors from the Iron Battalion appeared, they also turned around and ran away.
It was clear that they had soldiers carrying rocket launchers and individual anti-tank missiles, weapons that could threaten the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion.
But no matter how good the weapon is, it relies on people to use it.
The quality of the Siamese army made it impossible for them to withstand such a cruel battlefield environment.
After being charged by the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion, all that was left in his mind was the thought of running away to survive, and there was absolutely no thought of fighting to the end.
However, the speed of escape was far less than that of bullets. Gatling's super high rate of fire and the tracer bullets mixed with bullets pulled out a chain of fire in the night, like a red whip, knocking down the Siamese soldiers who were escaping one by one.
No one can escape Gatlin's sanctions, and abandoning their weapons and escaping will make their lives end faster.
Shivan witnessed this scene quietly and felt that the blood all over his body was freezing.
He had always heard about how terrifying the Iron Battalion was, claiming to be able to defeat a hundred with one, but he had no intuitive impression of it in the past.
But today, he realized how terrifying the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion were. The rumors were not exaggerated at all, and even one against a hundred was still modest. Against a weak force like the Siamese army, the number could increase significantly.
A few minutes later, when the gunfire stopped, there was no one alive at the scene.
The feet of the genetic warrior holding Gatling were covered with bullet casings, and the cold metal mecha was blackened. He shook the loose soil on his body, and a curse suddenly came from the headset. It was from his company commander Wen Yangchun. sound.
"Shi Genshang, damn Shi Genshang, who asked you to kill everyone? Have you forgotten what I was told before?"
Shi Genshang scratched the back of his head and said sheepishly: "Sorry, company commander, I didn't expect these Siamese soldiers to be so cowardly. They would run away as soon as they saw me. I accidentally killed them. But I didn't kill them all, it seems. There is still one alive.”
While speaking, Shi Genshang glanced at the cannon pit.
Hiding here, holding half of the dead body covered with his body, Shivan, who was pretending to be dead, was so frightened that his body stiffened and his heart stopped in fear.
Just when Siwawen thought he could not escape death, the Iron Battalion genetic warrior did not kill him, as if he did not notice his presence, and looked away again.
"Hurry up and come back as a team, the battle is over."
Company Commander Cao Yangchun's voice came through the headset. Shi Genshang responded and turned around to leave.
Shivan still did not dare to move, although he could not hear the sound of gunfire from other places, and the entire military camp was silent, as if the fighting had stopped.
But Siwavin, who was frightened by the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion, kept hiding like this until more than an hour later.
After not hearing any movement for an hour, Siwawen pushed aside the half-dead body on his body and carefully got out of the cannon pit.
What he saw was a bloody corpse lying on the ground, which was too horrible to see. The weapons used by the genetic warriors of the Iron Battalion were severely overpowered for humans. When hit on a human body, there was almost no injury.
Siwawen was horrified and frightened. He didn't see any living people. He didn't know if they were all dead or had escaped. There were ruins and crackling sounds of flames everywhere, as well as a large number of fragmented corpses.
Before, he didn't feel anything due to the surge of adrenaline, but now when the cold wind blew, the smell of blood wafted between his nose, making him bend over and vomit on the spot, as if he wanted to spit out all the stomach acid.
Afraid of encountering the Steel Battalion again, Siwawen wiped the corners of his mouth, not daring to stay in this hellish military camp for a moment, and fled here like crazy.
He didn't know whether to report everything that happened here to his superiors, or to become a complete deserter. He only knew that he never wanted to experience a war again, he wanted to live.
Under night!
The two companies of the Steel Battalion that had just completed the attack on Sankar Camp dispersed and broke into pieces to avoid being too conspicuous and suffering retaliatory bombing and missile strikes from the enemy.
In the past six months, the Steel Battalion has undergone expansion, from four companies to eight companies, and the number of genetic warriors has doubled from one hundred to two hundred now.
Cao Yangchun, commander of the third company of the Steel Battalion, came to an abandoned mine alone.
In this mine, Miao Lun, the battalion commander of the Steel Battalion, has been waiting for a long time. He is talking to a middle-aged man at this time.
This middle-aged man has sharp eyes and is wearing a special military uniform, which is more like an exoskeleton insect shell than clothes.
They felt the aura of the same kind in this person, and he seemed to be a genetic warrior as well.
"Boss, the mission is completed."
Cao Yangchun walked up to Miao Lun and reported the mission. Not long ago, his two companies, the Third Company and the Eighth Company, with a total of more than fifty soldiers from the Steel Battalion, destroyed the entire Sanka Army Camp and caused a massacre.
"Are you keeping all alive?"
Miao Lun stood up and turned his eyes to the two of them.
"Some Siamese soldiers were let go. They must have spread the news back."
Cao Yangchun replied that if they hadn't deliberately left him alive, they could have made dumplings for Sangka.
Miao Lun nodded and looked at the middle-aged officer standing next to him: "Other attacking companies have also achieved results. A total of three military camps were attacked tonight. This is enough to attract their attention. It depends on whether they can get there." It’s a trap. If you can successfully attract that heavy armored division, it’s up to you, Major General Hao Guang.”
Opposite him, the man Miao Lun called Hao Guang raised his head and said with extremely confident eyes: "Don't worry, we are looking for this heavy armored division. If they come to encircle and suppress them, just leave it to us."
Hearing this, Cao Yangchun next to him hesitated: "Boss, is our goal so big? Is this too aggressive?"
Before the expansion of the Siamese army, the total strength of the three armies was about 300,000, with a reserve force of 50,000. Among them, the Army has more than 200,000, with a total of 9 infantry divisions (including 16 tank battalions), 1 heavy armor division, 3 cavalry divisions, 4 engineering divisions, 1 parachute division, 1 field artillery division, 1 3 air defense artillery divisions, 8 independent infantry battalions, and 3 air mobile companies.
The strongest army unit among them is undoubtedly this heavy armored division.
The entire armored force is equipped with hundreds of tanks, armored vehicles, self-propelled howitzers, etc. Especially after purchasing a large amount of beautiful Chinese equipment, a large number of main battle tanks and armored vehicles were obtained, and the original old equipment was replaced and handed over to the second line. , the overall strength has been greatly enhanced.
Although Siam is expanding its army very quickly, the armored troops are not trained as ordinary infantry. They can rush to the battlefield and serve as cannon fodder with just a gun.
This heavy armored division is the trump card of the Siamese Army.
And in Kanchanaburi Province where the Steel Battalion is now located, this is the plain area in southern Siam with open terrain. If they are surrounded by this heavy armored division, they are no match for the heavy armored division on the open plain.
Hao Guang smiled slightly: "This is Company Commander Cao, right? We are the newly established First Mecha Combat Brigade. Our appearance is specifically for the enemy's armored forces."
Under Cao Yangchun's suspicious eyes, there was a strange sound in the mine.
Cao Yangchun looked back and saw a huge figure appearing behind him at some point.
It was a strange machine about ten meters high, with eight long metal limbs, like a giant living spider.
Its exterior is covered with thick armor, and there is a backpack turret on its back. This is actually a 203mm heavy gun weighing more than ten tons. The barrel diameter is more than 40 by visual inspection. The entire turret can rotate freely and shoot at high and low elevation angles. It is huge, and because the spider body under the turret can also move forward, backward, left, right, and up and down, the shooting range is much larger than the panel data.
Under the main body of the spider are eight long metal spider limbs. Above the limbs, each limb is equipped with a 12.7 mm heavy machine gun.
There is a 20mm rapid-fire cannon on the southeast, northwest and northwest of the spider's back.
In addition, there are two 30mm large-caliber cannons mounted in the spider's mouth. It looks like a metal bunker, with fire points protruding from inside.
Seeing this metal monster that suddenly appeared, Cao Yangchun was stunned. He subconsciously took two steps back and swallowed his saliva.
"This...what is this?"
Cao Yangchun felt unbelievable. The thing in front of him was completely different from any armor in his memory.
"Spider main battle mecha, the latest military achievement of Jieke Group, has a total combat weight of 98 tons, a height of 12.5 meters, a maximum road speed of 120 kilometers per hour, a cross-country speed of 85 kilometers per hour, a maximum range of 750 kilometers, and a 203mm main gun. Two 30mm cannons, four 20mm cannons, eight heavy The machine gun has a total ammunition count of more than 30,000 rounds. The mecha has a built-in new bioradar, external heavy armor, and unique biological protection. Its main body can effectively resist direct fire from the tank's 120mm smoothbore gun. It has one driver and needs to be driven by a genetic warrior. Possessing all-weather combat capabilities”
As Hao Guang talked about the data of the spider-type main battle mecha in front of him, Cao Yangchun's mouth opened wider and wider, and he was stunned.
"You're surprised, right? I was the same as you when I first saw it."
Miao Lun patted Cao Yangchun on the shoulder and raised his head to look at this huge creature. Although it was not the first time he saw it, he was still deeply moved.
"This thing... This thing is too ruthless. The 203mm gun barrel has been broken out."
Cao Yangchun was extremely shocked. The spider-type main battle mecha in front of him gave him a sense of oppression far greater than that of a main battle tank.
This was the first time he had seen such a mecha, and his biological armor now looked like a small bean compared to it.
The biological reproductive equipment only weighs two or three tons, but this spider main battle mecha weighs 98 tons, making it a walking land monster.
As for firepower, the gap is even greater.
The most weapons they have in their reproductive equipment are heavy machine guns and rocket launchers, and this spider main battle mecha even uses a 203mm cannon.
If such an artillery fire hits, even a main battle tank will be blasted into parts. It is simply an existence that is not human.
Not to mention, the Spider main battle mecha is densely packed with firearms, including eight 12.7mm heavy machine guns, four 20mm cannons, and two 30mm cannons, which perfectly illustrates what is called the phobia of insufficient firepower.
(End of chapter)