This was just a temporary renovation platform, which was not very flat. Several mortars near the edge of the platform rolled down from the platform.

The gunners suddenly became in chaos and went to chase the rolling mortars.

"Catch them all back, but the leader finally managed to get them back. You know what the outcome is better than me." The leader's mortar captain yelled in horror.

Finally, these people found the mortar and set up the mortar again.

At this time, the second stinger missile attacked.

When it was the first time, many parts had been loosened, and now they were all dispersed, one by one, and some of them rolled under the platform. There was no chance to fire the mortars on the platform, and they ran all over the mountains to look for the scattered parts.

There is no interference from mortars.

The fifth-class Chinese soldiers are constantly climbing and advancing.

The militants were killed by precise bullets as soon as they emerged.

Without heavy weapons, the individual quality of these militants is incomparable to that of special forces.

The scene entered a one-sided shooting!

The fifth-class soldier who held his anger released their anger without reservation and transformed into the god of death who reaped their lives.

"Where is the mortar, the mortar, the dead!"

"Fire the fire, why not fire!"

The militants in the rear kept seeing people rolling down in front of them, and they were all shot into the head by bullets, and they roared and questioned in a panic.

How could they know that the mortars were running around the mountains and chasing the rolling parts.

...

At this time, the tanks on the mountain had climbed to the mountainside. It didn't take long for the tanks to break through the mountainside into the wilderness ahead.

Zhang Lu operated the SOP anti-equipment sniper rifle, carried the four stingers missiles left behind, and shouted: "Violet, follow up quickly. You are the cannon rack, I will put the sniper rifle in one hand and the stingers missile in the other!"

"What kind of guns? It's so ugly. Don't say it anymore!"

An Ran was embarrassed, and her speed could not keep up with Zhang Lu, and she was getting farther and farther away. At this moment, her face turned red, as if she could even drip bleeding.

She clearly remembered that Tang Xiaoxiao's art soldier once wore a tight shorts after taking a shower.

This lustful girl actually patted her with a slight slap, grabbed her and smiled, "Yo, I really can't tell. She's quite plump and very squint. She's so good at having a cannon. She will definitely have a son in the future."

From then on, An Ran remembered another meaning of this noun.

On the other hand, mortars were set up on the platform again. These gunners all had a common enemy, that is, the guys who made them run around the mountains and fire missiles.

The telescope looked at Zhang Lu in the wilderness, and immediately gritted his teeth, wishing to smash the other party with one shot.

The roar of the tank sounded.

The gunner showed a cruel smile. This time, you are dead, the tank is coming!

The first tank drove from the direction of the mountain and suddenly appeared in the sight of everyone in China.

The steel monster is here!

This kind of war weapon has given everyone great psychological oppression.

Because they have no way to suppress the tanks.

Zhang Lu's eyes locked on the first tank that appeared, SOP in the left hand and Sprick in the right hand. He wanted to wait for An Ran, but it was too late at this moment.

Without a cannon stand, you can't be able to aim at it at all.

However, under the command of the mortar, the muzzle of the first tank was a fierce shot towards Zhang Lu.

boom!

The tank barrel shrank and a shell came in fury.

This is not a mortar.

Moreover, Zhang Lu had no time to use SOP sniper rifle to sniper shells. At the moment of crisis, a cheetah culled and rushed to the side.

The shells shot in anger and finally exploded.

Boom, dust and gravel were flying, and the power of the artillery fire was vaguely better than that of the mortar.

Where is Zhang Lu's figure?

An Ran rushed over, and at this moment, she felt extremely guilty.

It’s all me, I can’t keep up with Zhang Lu, and I still hesitate!

"I'm sorry, I'm late..."
Chapter completed!