"Calling the cows, this is the weasel, how are you doing?"
Xia Yu used a spoon to mix the green pepper and shredded pork with the cooked rice. Before she had even taken two bites, she contacted the dairy crew that had taken off from Chung Fei.
Because the key nodes are uncertain, and only one air strike unit was deployed this time, making buddy refueling impossible, an air refueling unit is necessary to ensure the Red Falcon's loiter time.
“Dairy cows received. We have entered the airspace over the Zhade and will enter the southwestern region of Libya at 3 p.m.
Looking at the information displayed on the airborne navigation system, the cow replied over the radio.
"Calling the tube-nosed bat, you and the horseshoe bat will take off at 4 p.m.
"Yes, boss!"
For long-duration combat missions, it's safer to use two pilots.
Tube-nosed bats and horseshoe bats on the Tsuna-Tsun border take turns on combat duty and are ready to be deployed for combat at any time.
After making contact, Xia Yu had almost finished lunch. The two platoons of the village protection team returned to the target camp to clean up the battlefield, while the formal employees sat around their boss.
Their tactical tablets were playing footage from the CH-4 broadcast, and the sand dunes their electro-optical heads were aimed at were their next targets.
"There are no oases within several kilometers of the target location, but the armory has water and electricity, and is practically a small bunker. There are no landmarks here, no wonder satellites and planes can't find it. It can only be said that these Tuareg people are indeed a nomadic people in the desert."
Xia Yu introduced himself to everyone.
"The eagle crew monitored this sand dune for several hours. In addition to the main building of the armory, they also found several auxiliary buildings nearby. The Tuareg people also dug double-digit sand pit positions themselves, and it cannot be ruled out that tanks and short-range air defense missiles are hidden inside."
After the Azawad Coordination Movement found this armory in the desert, they have used every weapon and equipment they could find over the years, and now they are fighting a desperate battle.
Aside from the Scud missiles, which they can't handle, other vehicles like tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, as long as they haven't been sold yet, could appear this time, so they must be extremely cautious.
“Mongoose, these pictures were taken by a drone. They show the safe route their convoy took. All vehicle units can only enter through these routes to avoid running over anti-tank mines.”
Xia Yu sent the map to Hans, and then distributed it to the car commanders and drivers.
What's plentiful in an armory? Of course, it's all kinds of landmines. He didn't believe the other side hadn't left him a surprise.
"That's the situation for now. Everyone, go and get ready. We'll have afternoon tea at 3:30 and then set off."
Xia Yu stood up and said.
Old Wu prepared a feast at the outpost camp, but they could only enjoy it after they captured the Tuareg people and took the target armory.
"Yes, boss!"
Everyone stood up and responded, then quickly dispersed to attend to their own business.
On the other side, Alikanna and his men were also very nervous. They knew that the concentrated fire defense would definitely pursue them, and they had to deal a heavy blow to the enemy here.
A felt mat was laid out on the sand next to the pickup truck, flames licked the bottom of a teapot, and boiling water was poured into a teacup with several spoonfuls of it, causing the curled tea leaves to unfurl.
It is said that the British love to drink tea, and the people of the North Philippines are no exception. Nomadic peoples in the desert and grasslands, who cannot get fresh vegetables, rely on tea to supplement their vitamins.
For the defense personnel who don't lack for such things, only drinking coffee and carbonated drinks is a bit much, but can you believe Xia Yu brought a beverage machine to the front lines?
"It would be even better if there was beer, but you can't fight a war while drinking."
Kuhn said regretfully.
He prefers liquid bread to Fanta.
"It will be available after the game is over. Fox Bat brought back 10 barrels of draft beer the night before last, saying it's for tonight's celebration."
The second-generation Fukuro Itachi revealed inside information.
He and Li Deling were from the same hometown. He couldn't ask what weapons the company's transport planes carried, but he was definitely the first to know what food and drinks they brought.
"Draft beer is absolutely fantastic!"
Kuhn looked on with anticipation. Having been deployed abroad for a long time, he had come directly to Libya after returning from Europe. His craft brewery in Bogo village had long been handed over to professionals for management.
I never expected that even draft beer with a very short shelf life has been developed now. He'll drink at least three pitchers tonight.
As for now, of course, under the boss's leadership, we're going to give those Tuareg people a good beating.
"Buzz"
At 4 p.m. sharp, the armored vehicle convoy, fully fueled and armed, set off first, while Xia Yu and Hanhao Niao's crews also set off later.
They were waiting for someone, relying on the old doe's short wings.
"Calling the boss, this is the tube-nosed bat, we have entered the Libya airspace."
A call came over the airborne radio from the Red Falcon, followed by the Cow Crew.
"Set off!"
"Splash splash"
The two modified Mi-24Vs, with many differences in fuselage details but still vaguely resembling the outline of the Hind, took off one after the other, speeding after the armored convoy that had set off earlier.
In the winter in the Philippines, darkness falls very quickly. Just as the sun was setting, the deadly concentrated fire defenses reappeared in the observation post's field of vision.
"They're here!"
Alikanna put down the walkie-talkie and turned to Tequadda.
"Alright, I'll be waiting for you in the armory."
As he spoke, Lao Tai removed the blue scarf that had been wrapped around his head.
This thing can't be worn with a gas mask, let alone used for fighting with mustard gas.
Both sides had their own roles. Tequedda led several hundred men from the Azawad Coordination Movement in the armory to defend against concentrated fire that was trying to break through.
Alikanna and his main force remained outside, with one part launching surprise attacks and the other luring the enemy into pursuit, their goal being to annihilate the enemy in two parts.
Like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, this underground armory left behind by Gaddafi has two exits. People who evacuate into the armory through the main passage can also come out from the other side.
Then they broke up the group into smaller units, dispersing the militants among tribes of all sizes. Ali Kanna himself went to Tripoli to apologize and shifted the main responsibility to Azawad Coordinating Movement, and the matter was put behind them.
Your concentrated fire defense is so impressive, but even if you're half-dead and can still muster a force, you can't turn your guns on innocent Tuareg civilians.
That's certainly a clever plan, and Concentrated Firepower Defense really shouldn't be doing this. But the problem is, this motley crew, some of whom are even former defeated adversaries, can such a combination truly deliver a devastating blow to a top-tier PMC company in the industry?
We'll find out after the battle. Leclerc, leading the charge, just peeked out after crossing a high sand dune.
"call out"
A Persian suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) was seen shooting out from a sand dune 3 kilometers away, rapidly flying towards its target under the guidance of a laser beam.
"Pfft pfft"
Located in a radar blind spot and firing dead zone, the red Cheetah could not respond, but the tank's active protection system locked onto the anti-tank missile, and the left front launcher fired two interceptor missiles.
"Thump"
The T-80U that followed immediately retaliated with a 125mm gun-launched missile.
"boom"
The missile, which flew over 3 kilometers and accurately hit its target, wiped out the entire anti-tank team. This is also an advantage of Soviet tank guns. Apart from the fact that the old magnesium seems to have developed extended-range missiles, Western 120mm smoothbore guns do not have gun-launched missiles.
Without artillery-launched missiles, infantry fighting vehicles have to step in. *Whoosh!*
The third vehicle in the line, the Weasel S30, fired a genuine short shot.
"boom"
An anti-tank team that was still aiming in the distance was sent flying by this multi-purpose Kornet equipped with a 9M133F-1 thermobaric warhead.
At this distance, machine guns were still somewhat ineffective; only missile exchanges could be effective. Fortunately, they quickly closed in on their opponent.
"Knock knock knock"
The rhythmic roar of machine guns filled the air as the unhidden pickup trucks and vans were mercilessly pierced by pre-embedded tungsten balls until all the vehicles fled in panic, as seen in the commander's panoramic view.
"Splash splash"
Two attack helicopters arrived late, their cannons and Gatling guns roaring in unison, making Alikanna's eyes widen in fury.
"Quickly, where are our air defense missiles? Shoot down these two attack helicopters!"
He ran quickly to his pickup truck, holding the walkie-talkie and issuing orders to the anti-aircraft vehicle team.
The Sidewinder anti-aircraft missiles are the last resort for the Japanese; ordinary portable anti-aircraft missiles are really ineffective.
But on a distant sand dune, a few people lifted a felt tarpaulin, revealing the only remaining anti-aircraft vehicle underneath.
"drop"
There was no search radar, but the two attack helicopters spotted it with the naked eye. The KU-band target indication radar on the transmitter unit was turned on and began to lock on…
"Beep beep beep"
"call out"
The Red Falcon, located 15 kilometers from the armory, detected non-friendly radar waves and launched an LD-10 anti-radiation missile directly from its left wing.
This missile, with a range of up to 80 kilometers, accelerates to a top speed of Mach 4 in the blink of an eye, following the radar waves from the Sidewinder launcher.
"call out"
Just as the Longbow Crossbow, which had just locked onto a forward position, was still being guided by the Sidewinder launcher that had fired the first missile, a missile suddenly appeared right in front of them.
"boom"
The LD-10's 20-kilogram warhead destroyed the entire launch unit, along with the vehicle. The Sidewinder missile that had already been launched also lost its aim and passed by the Hanhao Bird crew at a distance of 100 meters.
"They did indeed have hidden short-range air defense missiles, but unfortunately, against anti-radiation missiles, no matter how many air defense vehicles they have, they are just targets."
Xia Yu said coldly.
The activated radar is like a flashlight; you can see the beam from a great distance. That's why anti-radiation missiles are so expensive; otherwise, they would be incredibly accurate.
"Fighter jets, or reconnaissance and strike drones?"
Alikanna, who had just stepped on the gas and entered the main passage of the armory, saw this scene and almost broke out in a cold sweat.
What kind of PMC company is this? They even have anti-radiation missiles!
Private military contractors with anti-aircraft defense needs and whose target customers can afford them can buy them; if not, it's simply because they don't have that need.
Even companies like Grenache, which originally had no need for this, recently submitted a report to purchase several rockets from the North Philippines. This is because the financial backers of both factions have increased their support, and PMC companies like Grenache, which take on these jobs, also have to upgrade their operations.
Otherwise, it would have been Gna's Su-24 and MiG-29 that were shot down.
"This is Alikanna. Something's happened outside. The enemy has anti-radiation missiles, and our Sidewinder has been shot down."
He quickly contacted the old Thai man in the armory who had already changed into full-body protective suits and was ready to meet the concentrated fire defense.
"What the hell? Have all our men been evacuated?"
In his fear, Tequadeda quickly asked again.
"Besides the tank crews that ambushed their convoy, there were also more than a dozen anti-tank teams. Those that could be withdrawn have all been withdrawn in."
"Then..."
"Thump"
Before Lao Tai could finish speaking, a loud bang and a short tremor interrupted him.
A thick projectile pierced through a layer of sand several meters deep, then effortlessly penetrated a layer of rock nearly five meters deep before landing in the No. 1 ammunition depot of the armory.
The Azawad Coordination Movement militants, who were hiding in a platoon here, were taken aback.
What the hell is this?
Just as they were curiously examining the long and thick projectile...
"Boom!"
The delayed fuse detonated the thermobaric warhead of the YL-5 (provisional) bunker buster, and the flames detonated the cheapest bullets in the arsenal. The shockwave surged from the main gate into the passageway and into the partitioned warehouses one after another.
Two hundred people escaped the flames in the next room, but unfortunately, due to the lack of oxygen, they still could not escape the fate of suffocating to death.
That's the power of a 2,000-pound bunker buster. It's like penetrating deep into enemy territory, taking over warehouse after warehouse, and seizing the armory. That's the only way to get what's inside.
But what if Xia Yu doesn't want it?
The lives of our men are more important than outdated military equipment, even if they can still fetch tens or hundreds of millions of dollars.
The Tube-nosed Bat crew, flying over the arsenal, dropped a second YL-5, a bunker buster bomb comparable to the third-generation Paveway GBU-24A (BLU-109 bunker buster warhead).
A regular 2,000-pound aerial bomb might be able to bomb a self-built house, but it's completely ineffective against fortified structures like those built by the former Soviet Union. In such cases, bunker buster bombs are necessary.
Old Magnesium was an expert in this field, and after the GBU-24A, he successively developed the GBU-28 and the MOP (Massive Ordnance Penetrator).
Xia Yu can print all types of bombs except for those specifically designed for bombers. However, his hometown, which was also focusing on this area, sent samples, and he naturally had to take advantage of such a good opportunity.
"Thump"
With a dull thud as it hit the ground, the second YL-5 missile also penetrated the sand layer and rock layer without any obstruction, reaching the interior of the armory.
Unfortunately, this missile landed in the warehouse where the Scud missile vehicles were parked.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion came from underground.
Xia Yu in the air didn't feel anything, but Hans and the others on the ground felt an earthquake.
The combined detonation of more than a dozen Scud missile launchers, along with their canisters of liquid propellant, was incredibly powerful. The first missile, which was unharmed due to its distance, lost the protection of the pearl and, with only Xia Yu's unethical thoughts in his mind, lost all consciousness and vaporized.
Of course, he also always carried with him the tens of millions of dollars in funding for the Azawad Coordination Movement.
The sealed canisters containing mustard gas were also torn apart by the shockwave, and tens of tons of toxic gas quickly filled the entire armory, turning it into a true resting place.
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