Chapter 522: So Few Men, Yet They Dealt Tons of Damage

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! A dozen-plus rocket launcher rounds shrieked through the air. Inside the Red Army Command Center, the tanks that had only just rumbled to life were bombed on the spot. Every round slammed into the tanks' flanks, right where the armor was thinnest. In an instant, thick white smoke billowed up from the wrecks. Daniel Lyson smiled faintly and barked to the men around him, "Mortars. Grenade Launcher!" Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Four heavy mortars in the rear fired at once. Shell...