Chapter 337 Acting as if】

"It's too ugly, I'm not interested!" Ruger said.

"Did you say that?"

"Haha, it's acting like that, yes, Tia is like that!" Tia didn't say anything, but Sarah clapped her hands and cheered.

"It's a different time!" Tia made a face at Sarah, turned to Ruger and shouted, "I wasn't interested then, but now I am."

"Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, how can I not give it to you?" Ruger said helplessly, "I'll let you use it later, okay?"

"Is it okay? I'll get busy."

"If I waste a little more time with you, the one-hour break will be all used up, and then no one will give you artillery and shells!"

"Please come, you've worked hard, and you've suffered~" When he heard what he said, whether it was Sarah who was waiting for the artillery to quickly demolish the building, or Tia who was waiting for the artillery to have fun, they immediately changed their attitudes and became as attentive as maids.

"Well, that's about right~"

The strange, changeable, noisy but happy way of getting along between the three of them made the Rogers next to them stunned.

As Sarah's confidants, they were the first to know that Tia and the others had done something to their boss.

Although there are no taboos in the apocalypse, and they have long seen that their boss has some feelings for someone, they are still a little worried.

Now looking at this family of three, well, they are not worried, but they are still sweating.

Looking at the three of them, they are really sweating.

Time passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, an hour has passed.

In order to make up for the loss of Ruger due to various interruptions one after another, Sarah even gave him ten more minutes.

When he returned to the front of the battle formation again, with a more intense white light, three Grizzlies assault guns and the Assault Tiger self-propelled mortar were also "refined" near the first Grizzlies.

There were five self-propelled mortars, arranged in a "W" shape.

The one in the middle and the front was naturally the Sturmtiger.

After "summoning" them, Ruger immediately ran to the four Grizzlies' turrets, led out a cable from each of them, and gathered them all to the top of the turret of the Sturmtiger's self-propelled mortar.

Seeing him so self-conscious, Tia, who had just gotten off the three-color camouflage Leopard II, threw herself into his arms with satisfaction and gave him a big slap. Then she jumped to the top of the Sturmtiger's turret in two or three steps and fiddled with the integrated control panel consisting of five sets of buttons.

After confirming that all the buttons were working properly, she sneaked into the turret and directly used the sighting system on the Sturmtiger to adjust the muzzle.

Ruger knew that she had never fired a mortar, so he made a mark on the sighting system.

When Tia aimed at the target at that position, and then adjusted the elevation and direction machine to the same marked position, it could ensure that the shell in the barrel hit accurately.

It was a kind of zero point design on the artillery.

Seeing that Ruger was so considerate, Tia ran out with great relief, gave him another shot, and then ran to the Grizzly to fiddle with it in the same way.

After finishing the second one, she did not go to the turret of the third one, but went back to the Sturmtiger directly.

"Is it ready?" She asked Sarah, who was curiously looking around.

"Yes, it's ready."

Hearing Sarah's words, Tia turned back, chose a suitable angle of view, and could see the muzzle of the Grizzly and the cathedral not far away, and then pressed the launch button of the corresponding gun vehicle on the control panel.

"Puff~"

A sound that was completely different from ordinary artillery and similar to a mortar sounded.

The 60-kilogram projectile in the Grizzly, which was improved by Ruger, was like a basketball thrown by a long shot, drawing a parabola with a great curvature in the air, and slowly fell into the roof of the cathedral.

"Boom~"

More than ten kilograms of high-explosive bombs exploded instantly, directly blasting a large gap in the roof of the cathedral that looked like a castle.

Countless broken bricks and tiles were shattered.

As the gap appeared, all kinds of reptiles inside the cathedral gushed out along the gap like wasps whose nests were dug out.

Sarah, who was still sighing that Ruger's refueled shells were really useful, immediately became serious when she saw this scene.

"Quick, prepare to fight!"

While shouting the order, she also ran towards her dark green painted Leopard II.

The gunner on her car had been arranged to replace Tia in charge of Ruger's Leopard II.

"Tia, don't stop, keep firing!" When she jumped on the turret and was about to drill in, she turned her head and shouted to Tia behind her.

"That's what I meant!"

Tia wrote down the trajectory of the Grizzli main gun, pressed the automatic reload button, and began to correct the muzzles of the other three Grizzlies.

And after correcting each one, she immediately fired a shot.

According to Ruger's requirements, the firing rate of each Grizzli assault gun must be controlled within six rounds per minute.

That is, one shell every ten seconds.

Tia staggered the firing time, just enough to ensure that the next shell would be fired every two or three seconds, forming a series of continuous firepower.

Soon, all four Grizzlies' first shells were fired.

The gap in the cathedral roof also changed from three to one.

Tia's fourth shot just collapsed the middle connecting part of the three gaps created by the first three shots, connecting the gaps into one.

The small gap became a large gap, and the monsters pouring out of the cathedral naturally became more turbulent.

Before, there were only some small monsters such as spiders, blood eagles, ghosts, and bristly rats. Now, let alone the skeleton zombies and blood-sucking mages, even various high-level demons are coming out of the big hole.

As a result, the pressure on the front-line Rogues responsible for clearing the monsters increased suddenly, and they even had to retreat to exchange space for time and strive for more firing opportunities.

Infantry fighting vehicles and infantry had to retreat, and the tanks on the front line could not stay in place, and they had to make corresponding adjustments.

Sarah, who served as the gunner on the Leopard 2, sent a long and thin tungsten alloy steel needle to those large elite monsters, and couldn't help shouting, "The pressure on the front line is too great, Ruger, think of a way!"

After giving the Leopard 2 to Sarah's gunner, Ruger stayed near Tia's artillery formation.

His current role is a humanoid ammunition feeder.

The five self-propelled mortars themselves have little ammunition on the internal ammunition racks.

After he added the autoloader, the ammunition was further reduced.

Each Grizzly had only 15 rounds of ammunition.

As for the Sturmtiger, it only had 6 rounds.

With such a small amount of ammunition, he could only transfer the ammunition from the logistics space to the ammunition rack by himself to complete the ammunition replenishment.

He had no place to go.