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Chapter 2450 Steel Rain

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    Now the battles carried out by Satan are mainly artillery battles. If anything happens, just call Rebrov, and then the cannons will fire directly. Satan does not need to do anything at all.

    With the artillery doing everything for them, the Satan team naturally had nothing to do, so they were bored and found life boring.

    Combat is inherently a high-risk job, and it gets boring when it's boring. No one will complain. Gao Yang spent a lot of money, a lot of effort, and hard work to build an artillery unit. If it's because of these artillery units,  If you complain because the effect of using it is too good, that would be ungrateful.

    Gao Yang is naturally very proud of Rebrov for playing an important role. As for Rebrov, he is of course even more proud.

    Who is not willing to let himself become a key figure and the core force that determines the direction of the battle? Rebrov is very satisfied with the role he has played so far and the importance of the role he plays.

    "Destroyed one self-propelled artillery and two ammunition supply trucks."

    Rebrov proudly told his deputy and two calculation soldiers the results of the battle.

    "Not bad, it's time to order the brothers to move their positions."

    The speaker was Rebrov's deputy. His name was Roshkov. He was a lieutenant in the artillery unit of the Ukrainian regular army. Later, he was captured by Satan and handed over to the angels. He did not want to continue to be a prisoner in Eastern Ukraine, nor did he want to return to Western Ukraine.  In the army of the Zhengfu Army, he finally left Ukraine to work for Satan in order to make a lot of money.

    Roshkov was thirty-one years old and a very stable officer. Although he had commanded artillery in Ukraine for many years and had a higher military rank and more experience than Rebrov, he still devoted himself to Rebrov.  Rolf became the deputy, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who made him not a top graduate from Sumy Advanced Artillery Academy? The most important thing was who made him less trustworthy than Rebrov.

    The artillery unit code-named Sheep has never been hit by an air strike, nor has it been targeted by artillery fire. However, the artillery unit still strictly abides by the biggest advantage and rule of the self-propelled artillery unit, which is to hit the artillery and leave.

    Nowadays, artillery is difficult to deal with. It is different from decades ago. With the existence of artillery radar, it can be located by the radar within a few dozen seconds after firing. If you don't run within three minutes, you will definitely be shot.  In Ukraine, Roshkov did not dare to carry out a five-minute artillery bombardment at all. Even if he could fire a few rounds in two minutes, he would definitely be right to run away after the attack.

    Here, if Rebrov and Roshkov were not willing to be too lax and break the main rules of artillery, there would be no need for them to order the transfer of positions.

    Roshkov gave a suggestion. Although Rebrov found it troublesome, he himself made the same decision. After the cannon was fired, it was natural for him to run away.

    But just when Rebrov was about to order the troops to move their positions, Liang Dong's voice came from his walkie-talkie.

    "Wild Duck, have you moved your position? I'll be there soon. The main course for lunch today is red cabbage soup. Aren't you strongly requesting red cabbage soup? I tried it according to your instructions. You can try it later.  Doesn¡¯t it taste right?¡±

    "Ah, mouse, my brother, thank you so much. We didn't move our position. You really gave me a big surprise."

    After speaking over the intercom, Rebrov said excitedly: "The mouse made beetroot soup for us, haha!"

    Roshkov was also overjoyed. It was just that it was extremely hot in this hellish place. The key was that the food was really unpalatable. The power of habit is very powerful. The biggest wish of the artillery team, which is now mainly composed of Ukrainians, is to be able to drink.  Lipstick vegetable soup.

    Roshkov said with some worry: "The rats will bring food soon, should we move our position?"

    Rebrov waved his hand and said: "The nearest backup position we need to move to is five kilometers away. The road here is difficult to walk. It will take at least an hour to pack up and relocate. I just told the mouse that we have not moved the position because  I don¡¯t plan to move my position.¡±

    What Roshkov was worried about was that the red cabbage soup would be cold after the transfer of positions. If it was not cold, it would not taste good. He was not worried about being hit by air strikes or shelling. After all, it had been so long and they had not yet tasted it.  Have you ever encountered any attacks?

    ¡°Okay, okay, we won¡¯t move, it¡¯ll be fine anyway.¡±

    Rebrov was very happy, and everyone was very happy. After waiting in anticipation for less than ten minutes, the intercom rang again.

    "Wild duck, get ready for my arrival!"

    Rebrov laughed, stood up and left the command post and said loudly: "Here we come."

    Rebrov¡¯s commandIt is built in a small mountain col. There are two big rocks there, which are supported by black sunscreen nets. There is a wooden table underneath, with maps and calculators and rulers on it.  It became his command post.

    As for the self-propelled artillery, it is quite important to have a flat land about 400 meters away from the command post. Self-propelled artillery is used intensively in mountainous areas.

    There is no door to the command post. Standing outside the stone, Rebrov could already see a pickup truck coming from the foot of the mountain.

    The sky is blue, the sun is blazing, the mountains are black, the rocks are very hot, and there is a smell of something burning in the air.

    Rebrov raised his head and glanced at the sky, the artillery positions, and the mountains in the distance. Everything was monotonous. There seemed to be no color except the blue sky. They were all dark.  But Rebrov still likes it here, he just does.

    After looking at the truck where Liang Dong was delivering food, Rebrov waved to Roshkov and said with a smile: "Tell the brothers to shake it off. Stop fighting. It's time to eat. After eating, move positions.  "

    Rebrov looked at his artillery position. He was in a good mood, and then he saw a small white parachute suddenly appear above the self-propelled artillery, and then the small parachute turned into a gray cloud.

    Groups of gray clouds suddenly appeared over the artillery, then flashed and turned into circular clouds. Then, Rebrov heard continuous and dense explosions. The explosions were not strong, but  Too dense explosions sounded at the same time, making him seem to have lost his hearing for a moment.

    Under the rays of the sun, it started to rain, falling on the dusty ground, with stones and sand flying everywhere.

    It¡¯s raining steel from the sky.

    Gray smoke, black smoke, self-propelled artillery one after another began to catch fire and explode. Rebrov saw a soldier who had just leaned half of his body out of the turret disappearing in front of his eyes, turning into a ball of red rain and mist.

    There was no sound between heaven and earth, and only the rich colors were reflected in Rebrov's eyes.

    Rebrov only felt his knees soften, and then he knelt down on the stone-covered ground, but he couldn't feel the pain at all in his knees. The pain was only in his heart.

    In a short time, the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and Rebrov finally roared out with all his strength.

    "Brothers! It's over, it's all over, my brothers" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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