Chapter 3550
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Gu Jinglian and Lin Xi followed closely behind her. They leaned against the barrier and raised their hands to wipe away the blood and dirt on their faces.
Chu Ho looked at him. Gu Jinglian's hair was messed up in the wind, and his handsome face was ravaged by the wind. Beneath his handsome eyebrows was a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes.
Time ticked by.
Chu Ho rested for a while before turning around and crouching behind a tree. She raised the heavy sniper rifle in her hand and aimed accurately at the lens. She slowly narrowed one eye and focused all her attention on the sniper scope. She held her breath and waited calmly.
She counted silently in her heart. Suddenly, Chu Ho pulled the trigger. The rapid ammunition detonated the improvised explosive device that had been deployed earlier. With a loud bang, a tank was blocked a hundred meters away from the wall of fire.
Chu Ho slung the sniper rifle over her shoulder and injected the last dose of adrenaline. She pulled out a military-grade dagger and ran toward the tank.
Gu Jinglian quickly followed.
An M1A1 tank was parked quietly in place. At that moment, a nimble figure silently snuck behind the tank and opened the door to the combat room.
The soldier in the combat room didn't even have time to see who it was before he was punched in the head.
Before he could react, a strong arm picked up his tottering body and twirled the dagger in the soldier's hand. The poor man felt a chill in his throat and hot blood sprayed onto the passenger seat. The stench of blood assailed his nostrils.
Chu Ho quickly used the same method to sneak into the engine room, leaving behind a collapsed corpse and a messy cabin. She crept toward the cockpit.
"Zafie! Zafie! There's an affair! "
"Zafie, please answer if you hear me! Please answer if you hear me! "
"Zafie, quickly lock onto the target!"
A man's standard English voice rang out from the cockpit of the tank. However, there was an eerie silence in the cabin. No one answered.
A sturdy combat boot stepped on a corpse that was gradually turning cold.
Chu Ho lifted his cold face. Blood was flowing from the dagger in front of him. She wiped away the blood that had splattered on her face, and her eyes revealed a ferocious look.
She kicked away the corpse that was in the way and cut off the radio communication. The noise stopped abruptly, and the cabin returned to silence.
She was very familiar with the operation of the tank. In just a few seconds, Chu Ho quickly adapted to the operation of the M1A1.
Gu Jinglian also got into the tank. One person was in charge of setting up the tank, while the other was in charge of the turret.
She skillfully pushed the joystick and cut into the order, her cold eyes surging like a storm.
"Zafie!! Please answer if you hear me! Please answer if you hear me!! "
In the cockpit of another tank, a man with chestnut hair shouted at the top of his lungs.
He cursed as he gasped for breath, the veins on his forehead bulging. The burly man was sweating profusely as an inexplicable uneasiness rose in his heart.
In that breath-taking moment, a beam of fire whistled through the air. The man with chestnut hair only felt the cabin shake violently. He was so shocked that he fell back into his seat. This shot had fatally struck the main turret of the tank, and the core of the attack had been accurately destroyed.
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