In the early morning, the fog was wet and the dew was cold, and the makeshift airport near the Granite shelter was busy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 A cordon has been set up around the info airport and a barracks has been set up. A company was stationed here, officially known as the First Company of the First Guards Battalion of the 'Aurora Legion'.

The military force within the 'Aurora Army' is a bit complicated, there are Cubans, Mexicans, Americans, and Chinese. Zhou Qingfeng thought about integrating the troops in the legion, but he was always busy and couldn't spare time.

However, as the descendant of the lineage, the First Guard Battalion, which was expanded by the Huaxia Teaching Company, is Zhou Qingfeng's heart. Zhou Qingfeng had always been reluctant to let it fight vicious battles before, and he always used it very carefully, but the troops that did not go through hardships could not grow.

This time, the form of Baltimore was a little wrong, and Zhou Qingfeng ruthlessly pulled a company of the Guards Battalion over to see the blood. In order to control casualties, the company was significantly strengthened in equipment and firepower. Because of this, more than a dozen C-130s were transported for several days before the whole company was transported.

In order to protect this heart, even the AC-130 gunboat plane, which the regiment has always been a treasure, flew thousands of miles to provide air support to the company when necessary. However, the descendants who have been well protected have repeatedly failed to adapt in Baltimore.

"Are you fucking bad guys like the local hapless? Waste, all waste! You eat better than others, your equipment is better than others, and your salary is several times more than others.

What is the world now? O the last days of the jungle! One by one, you shrank back and spared your lives to save your lives, but the cowards died the fastest on the battlefield! There was a roar from one of the military tents in the airport barracks, and the platoon leader of the first company was reprimanded.

A tank rumbled past near the military tent, and on the tank turret, Zhang Hong, who was full of gunsmoke, took off his tank hat, jumped out of the car and strode towards the military tent. After standing firm outside the military tent, he shouted loudly: "Report, Zhang Hong, the leader of the armored detachment of the Baltimore Action Team, has completed his mission and is now returning to the team." ”

"Come in." An angry voice came from inside the military tent, and the white-haired Qin Weidong was losing his temper inside.

Zhang Hong walked into the military tent, glanced at the dozen or so squad commanders who were criticized, but did not say anything, he handed over the task to the staff officers in the military tent, and then saluted the company commander Qin Weidong this time and then retreated.

Regarding the reprimand in the military tent, Zhang Hong probably knew something inside -- it was nothing more than the strength of the two descendants under the regiment commander.

The commander of the Baltimore operation team was Roma, a veteran figure next to the corps commander, and the entire operation team was reduced by half in the previous battle of Landston, and more than 50 people were reduced to only 20 people.

Zhang Hong also participated in the battle that night, and the tragedy of the battle was shocking. However, the commander of the regiment praised the fighting spirit of the action team, and then demanded that the team that had survived the war be expanded into the first company of the 2nd Guards Battalion, and that the laborers who had participated in the battle that night and performed well should be recruited on the spot to supplement the company.

There were more than 20 backbone officers who had experienced the war, and although the ordinary soldiers were still thin, they were all engaged in a life-and-death struggle with mutated creatures for several months, and a team that could only be called a rabble immediately changed dramatically.

Putting on neat military uniforms, equipped with standard weapons, eating and drinking well, sleeping well, the company's mental outlook gradually improved. The most terrible thing is that it is also the first company, and Roma's subordinates dare to fight. Immediately after the formation was completed, he went into battle, and in the last few days, he has sent teams into the city every day to find trouble with mutants.

Most of the soldiers of the 2nd Guards Battalion are locals, who have a deep blood feud with mutant humans, and their combat skills may not be as good as the 1st Guards Battalion, and their equipment is even worse, but they are fierce in their fighting style. Although many people died, the morale of the company was always high. And there are many people who want to join and are not afraid of death at all.

Qin Weidong, who arrived on a transport plane to command, found that his subordinates had actually become airport defenders, and they couldn't fight without equipment or preparation. Faced with this situation, the veteran head was furious on the spot and immediately asked the accompanying staff officers to come up with a battle plan and launch an attack on the enemy in the city.

"Touch your crotch, is there *** and no eggs, is that thing just for you to pee? No, ......, that thing is saying that you're all men, not! ”

After firing fire, Qin Weidong received a notice from the staff officer -- the corps commander asked all the combatants to prepare for battle and start fighting after dark.

The notice briefly pointed out the combat mission, requiring a direct attack on the port area of Baltimore, attacking more than a dozen cargo ships loaded with supplies in the port, mobilizing and effectively killing the opponent and then evacuating. This fucking look is a feint mission.

"Even if it's a feint, you have to fight it as the main attack, prepare well, and tonight you will give those weird-looking mutants a wave of ruthlessness." Qin Weidong is full of energy to do a big vote, even if he pays sacrifices, he doesn't care.

At the same time, the 2nd Guards Battalion on the other side of the airfield received the same order. Rohm, who was temporarily the commander, frowned and said, "We fought with that company of the first battalion?" Why did they ask us to cooperate? ”

It's been almost a year since the end of the world, rabbits are all about to grow fangs, and Rom, who has always been peaceful and calm before, has also honed a rebellious bearing. In front of the fiercest and most ruthless Zhou Qingfeng, everyone is a good baby, but no one is convinced by each other.

"If we have a battalion of equipment and conditions, the combat effectiveness is guaranteed to crush the guys who only guard the camp. Now if we want to cooperate, then we also have to let those young masters understand how sharp our cooperation is! ”

Rohm did not dare to disobey Zhou Qingfeng's order, on the battlefield, it was said that cooperation was cooperation, simply put, it was to protect the flanks of a battalion and a car, and to cover the opponent's attack and retreat, this was an order, not a joke. But he still decided to play tricks with the cooperation and grab the credit.

To put it bluntly, the 'Aurora Legion' has a limited army size, equipment and supplies are also in short supply, and Cuba's arsenal is full of antiques, and there are few good tanks and artillery. If you want to get a good weapon, you have to get it by merit, or even develop it by capturing it.

If you want to live well, you have to fight with your life! Zhou Qingfeng didn't expect that in the special battlefield of this special period, the two troops under his command had already begun to compete in mode. He is currently rearming the mutants and 'zombies' forces.

Marcos served as the platoon leader, with twenty-four mutant mercenaries under his command. When the more than 20 people stood up in line, a solemn aura suddenly spread. With an ugly body, simple clothes, and a terrifying appearance, he looks like an ogre.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the brutal mutation has brought us great disaster, but it is not our fault. I don't think I'm a monster, I don't look down on myself. But the fact is that we are no longer the same as normal people, and we have estrangement and hatred from normal people.

If we want to survive, we can't do without normal human beings, and blindly destroying will only lead to destruction. And God has not completely abandoned us, the chance of survival is at hand. So I hope that everyone can cherish this opportunity and reflect their own value.

We need to let people know that mutants are not irrational, tyrannical and bloodthirsty killers. We are just warriors, and we will fight for a living in the future, so let's work for survival and dignity. (To be continued.) )