General Chechevatov strode forward and walked up to meet the small platoon leader on the opposite side, until he resisted the opponent's muzzle and didn't stop. Taking advantage of the opponent's stunned effort, he also forcibly disarmed him.
The platoon leader thought he was not afraid of anything. Seeing the general coming up with explosives, he also failed to make any response for a while.
Including the platoon leader, the big soldiers actually didn't want to die. They are more dissatisfied with the status quo. When their brains become hot, they will rebel. They feel that they are backed by a nuclear bomb. The whole world must reconsider their opinions.
But once I found out that I might die, the situation was different. The nuclear bomb is very far away, and the immediate danger is real.
Young people have never accepted repeated beatings in reality. Once they collapse, they will be as weak as mud. A small group of rebel soldiers thought they were as strong as steel, but found out that they were actually ordinary people.
Your Excellency has no retreat. His situation is worse than anyone else. Zhou Qingfeng is oppressing him, and the rebels are oppressing him. Even if he escaped and ascended to heaven, his former colleagues would not let him go.
Now that things are so troubled, there is no other way out except to face the difficulties and survive from the dead.
Once Mao Zi becomes reckless, he really has a chance.
The platoon leader blocking the road had no guns, like a tiger without his minions, his aura was greatly reduced. The other soldiers were dumbfounded in an instant, their blood faded quickly, and their ideals and beliefs were all shattered.
No one expected that there would be a trick to bundle explosives!
After taking the gun, General Chechevatov was more confident and shouted again: "Second Lieutenant, I will ask one last time, are you willing to obey my orders?"
If you don't comply, don't you think that you can't ascend to heaven collectively
The small platoon leader also found that he had no retreat, so he could only bow his head and admit his counsel. For the sake of face, he was stunned for a long time and couldn't speak.
Although he didn't get an answer, Your Excellency General patted his shoulder, "Well, I know you made mistakes out of passion. This is all forgivable.
I want to change like you do, but change is by no means a bet on everyone's lives. Tell me, what the hell is Isakov doing? "
With a slap and a few words of relief, the 30-odd "Shunmao Donkey" immediately looked like a baby. The platoon leader even couldn't help sobbing, whether he was sincerely regretful or ashamed of his performance.
"Col. Isakov controlled the underground command post in the theater, and probably a few battalions listened to him. He said that he controlled the nuclear bomb silo, the mobile launch vehicle, and the Tu-160 in the sky also lifted off with the nuclear bomb."
The platoon leader said everything he knew.
The general shook his head, "It is indeed possible for Isakov to make several battalions obey orders, but he cannot control the nuclear bomb silos. That is the system of the Strategic Rocket Army.
Mobile launch vehicles are also not acceptable, even I am not qualified to order across the military. But Tu-160... ... is really possible. "
Isakov is a young, strong, hard-working faction in the army, with a wide range of contacts and acquaintances. It is hard to guarantee that he would not know a few like-minded people to join forces.
At present, the mood of the Er Mao army is like a pile of dry firewood, and there are a lot of young and strong officers who want to do something. Because they are so desperate.
Not only is the country ruined, the soldiers themselves are also facing difficulties. It was not impossible for Er Mao to force his elite troops against him.
The general thought twice and looked back at Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng knew what the other party wanted to say, but now the situation is urgent, and Isakov must be dealt with first. But he still shook his head, "It's very close to the area where the verification team is held, and it doesn't take five minutes to rush over."
He asked the platoon leader again, "Are the tactical nuclear warheads in the'Romanov' area still there?"
"Yes, but the colonel ordered the warheads to be mounted on the missiles of several rocket artillery battalions." said the small platoon leader.
Megan asked immediately: "Where are the people on the verification team?"
"The colonel wants to assemble a nuclear warhead and perform head-body assembly. The inspectors were locked up. An American tried to communicate with the outside world and was shot by the colonel."
Megan's heart sank, knowing that his partner was dead.
"Catch the nuclear warhead first." Zhou Qingfeng shouted.
The general knew that Zhou Qingfeng would not give up unless he got a nuclear warhead. He is also anxious to get rid of the bastard's control, so as not to fall short.
So the mechanized platoon blocking the road turned to obey the command of the general, and rumbling along the alternate passage into the third floor of the underground base, looking for the tactical nuclear warhead being assembled in the'Romanov' area.
Unless it is on duty, nuclear warheads are usually stored separately, and will be combined with missile bodies when necessary to extend their service life.
This job is not easy and requires professional sergeants and professional equipment. Even the warheads are not stored casually, but in a special loading box. So the assembly work is still inside the underground base.
With mechanized platooning boldness, General Chechevatov wanted to repeat the old tricks and continued to rely on his prestige and guts to persuade the troops guarding nuclear warheads to turn. But this time he failed.
The guards of the'Romanov' district are the direct line of Colonel Isakov. At least one company of them does not care about the arrival of the general. They also rely on the fortifications to deploy anti-tank guns.
The BTR-60 went up to persuade him to surrender, but the other side shot over, directly blasting the armored vehicle.
The aftermath of the bombardment enveloped the infantry behind the armored car, and the shattered car body was like a sharp knife, cutting the flesh and blood into pieces.
The situation has reversed again.
The resolute resistance of the rebels left the general with no choice.
The underground base has only extremely limited space, and the fighting is crueler than street fighting. As long as the one who gains the advantage has a counter-attack, the weaker party has no place to flee, and can only be crushed ruthlessly.
Without the armoured vehicle to rely on, the mechanized platoon that had just turned over had zero morale, and turned around and left. Many soldiers lacked training, were caught upright by bullets, and suffered heavy casualties.
Your lord general hid in the corner of the passage and was suppressed by machine gun bullets. He and the adjutant couldn't help yelling: "Run for your life, what nuclear warheads are you thinking about at this time?"
Marco was holding a pistol, and was suppressed by the swish-flying bullets who could neither escape nor attack. He also complained repeatedly, but he could only hold on: "Wait a while, my boss rushed up."
Rush...
The general and the adjutant thought that their ears were blasted by the burst of gunfire. There were at least two anti-tank guns with a caliber of 100 mm and a dozen light and heavy machine guns on the opposite side.
Listening to the creaking vibration from the ground, this is a tank coming towards you.
Had it not been suppressed and unable to move, the general would have run away. He can only take off the explosives tied to his waist, hoping to run faster when he has a chance to escape.
Megan, the little girl, lay behind the three big men. She watched as the BTR-60 went up to persuade her to surrender, and she also watched the platoon leader, who had just been "abandoning the dark and throwing light", was bombarded to pieces.
But she also saw Zhou Qingfeng who was next to her suddenly jumped out.
After the armored vehicle was smashed, thick smoke filled. Others either get down or turn around and run away. Only this guy actually moved forward.
In this case, even rushing forward
Do you use your own flesh to paste the wall