"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~~ Rumble~~"
Just as Xia Yu reached the camp gate, the spot where he had fired the cannon was engulfed in flames and smoke.
The expected counterattack came, with three 81mm mortar shells landing at once.
Indirect fire weapons can fire farther than tank cannons, but caliber also determines their power.
To take down a heavily armored Anmani tank with a high-explosive anti-tank capability, you'd need at least 120mm guns!
Unfortunately, it wasn't there, and the target had vanished like a ghost.
Entering the camp silently, Xia Yu, after a day and night of continuous observation, memorized the terrain and functional area layout perfectly. Therefore, he avoided the most crowded route and went straight to the large garage in the center.
The flames from burning buildings and trees illuminated most of the camp, rendering Xia Yu's pre-prepared individual night vision devices useless.
Wearing the single-lens reflex was also cumbersome, so I ripped it off and stuffed it back into my backpack, and without firing a single shot, I crept into the smoke screen created by the smoke grenades.
It turned out that Xia Yu had discovered the BTR-60 that had been cleverly hidden in the smoke screen.
The crew inside were counting down the seconds to fire more smoke grenades; apparently, they had reloaded the launcher during the time he was there.
Looking past the BTR-60, Xia Yu spotted another BMP-1 about 70 meters diagonally opposite.
Let's address these two first, since we can't see the others.
Leaning against the corner of the wall, Xia Yu first removed the tube from his chest, ripped off the safety pin at the back of the At-4 and placed it on the ground, then took out an RKG-3 from his backpack.
He is now less than 30 meters away from the BTR-60, which is within the safe operating distance of the RKG-3.
Xia Yu took a deep breath, pulled the safety pin, and then threw it forcefully behind his back.
Without the safety catch, the spring connecting the back cover was pushed away by the spring, and a small stabilizing umbrella filled with air opened, causing it to fall steadily towards the BTR-60 on the other side.
"Boom!"
Hiding behind the corner of the wall, Xia Yu avoided the possible shrapnel, but could not escape the shockwave mixed with gunpowder smoke.
"Cough~ cough~~"
I can't wear this outfit anymore, I'll just buy a new one!
Sniffing the smell on his arm, Xia Yu, who was choked by the smell, didn't slow down. He bent down to pick up the At-4 from the ground and half-squatted facing the BMP-1.
Don't come any closer!
"Whoosh~ Boom~~"
After pressing the red launch button, Xia Yu achieved a double kill with BMP after several days.
Without even a chance to celebrate, Xia Yu threw away the non-reusable launcher and ran away, quickly disappearing from sight.
"Da~da~da~~"
Machine gun fire erupted, and countless 7.62mm bullets sent brick fragments flying from the corner of the wall.
Xia Yu had read many military novels, and the main characters were mostly snipers. They all followed the principle of firing one shot and immediately changing locations, which is actually a common battlefield principle.
If you don't run, you'll be targeted and focused down!
If it were a global police force responding to emergencies, they would be called in for air support, allowing for a direct barrage of firepower.
Then it wouldn't just be a patchwork of bruises; piecing together these pieces would still leave missing parts.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Just as Osa drove the launch vehicle out, he heard the commotion outside while waking up the system to prepare for launch.
"It's bad, sir! Vehicle No. 3 and Vehicle No. A1 have both been destroyed at close range. The enemy used rocket launchers."
A lieutenant made a series of inquiries over the radio and received a rather poor answer.
"They've infiltrated? How many of them are there?"
Osa's tone was somewhat anxious, and he was no longer as calm as before.
If it were the armored battalion from the capital, the attack would also involve driving tanks into the camp, because the BMP-1 could not threaten the enemy, and he could use the Kornet to destroy the enemy.
But this method reminded him of the "hyenas" he had encountered during his previous battlefield observations.
They would suddenly jump out from a corner and bite off a piece of your flesh, causing continuous bleeding that terrified the officers and made the soldiers lose their will to fight.
Did Busa hire them?
"It's unclear at the moment; the smoke grenades obscured their vision."
Another piece of bad news: Osa realized he had made a terrible move, as the enemy still had backup mobile combat units.
Actually, no. Xia Yu's team had just started operating, with only one tank, a few guns, and one employee who had been withdrawn from the combat sequence. He could only use himself as a donkey.
Life is tough, even summer donkeys sigh.
"Let them keep firing as a deterrent until we take out the enemy tanks first. Also, have the artillery battery cease fire temporarily."
Osa's anxiety made him want to reach into his pocket for a cigarette, but now was no time for that!
Upon receiving the order, the machine gun fire outside resumed, and the Tiger chassis launcher bypassed the rear wall of the garage, revealing half of its body facing the gate.
"Buzz~~"
The four-launcher on the right side rose under the drive of the motor, and the optoelectronic system, which had been turned on in advance, quickly entered working status and began searching for targets in preparation for launch.
"Huh? Is the thermal imager broken?"
Osa lay in front of the screen. The terrain in front of the camp gate was presented in great detail, but there was no sign of that damned T-64B1M.
Using the lever to control the camera's direction to search, there was still no shape of a car, only trees and bushes in gray and white.
Damn it, the enemy only stopped shelling for a dozen minutes. Even if we ran at full speed, we couldn't get out of their range!
Just as Osa was questioning his existence, Xia Yu successfully circled around to the back of the garage and immediately spotted the strangely shaped "Hummer".
Four eggs were hanging on a frame that rose from the roof of the car, and small cameras under the eggs were rotating left and right.
Isn't this the Russian anti-tank system?
Are Afica war zones this advanced now?
Holy crap, if he hadn't launched a sneak attack, or if the tanks hadn't been collected in time, then he would have been completely wiped out!
Xia Yu was shocked by the three consecutive shocks, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
They were just saying they could crush others, but they've already been proven wrong.
Well, one should not underestimate the people of the world.
Who says the land of Afica can't produce hardcore, ruthless people? Look at what happened today.
Fortunately, he was also a cheater, and his tactical choices were correct; in the end, he was one step ahead.
With a long sigh, Xia Yu took out his Glock 19 from the holster on his leg, walked forward, and opened the car door.
"Bang~ Bang~~ Bang~ Bang~~"
Two bullets each, and the once-powerful Osa died, his past like a dream.
Unaware of the situation, Xia Yu ignored all of that, dragged the lieutenant out of the driver's cab and placed him on the roadside, then got in himself.
His most valuable trophy from this trip is this vehicle. Its exact price is unknown, but it is certainly far higher than his project quote.
Compared to missiles, rocket launchers are as cheap as firecrackers set off during Chinese New Year.
Xia Yu had been hesitant about buying a shoulder-fired javelin just in case, but the unscrupulous merchant John was willing to sell a single javelin for 300,000 dollars.
Forget it, I'm too poor to afford it.
What about now?
Xia Yu has a car.
He remembered that the system consisted of two sets of four rounds, totaling eight rounds. He wasn't sure if there were any spare rounds left in the trunk, but once those eight rounds were used up, the system could restock them for him.
This is the most tempting thing. Before today, he only dared to take on small projects like infantry battalions. In the future, he can also take on large projects like armored battalions. Isn't life becoming more and more promising?
While dreaming of a wonderful future, Xia Yu remained vigilant about his surroundings and took out his satellite phone to call Old Anka.
"Have your son bring his men over now, I'm almost done here."
"Wh...what?"
Sleepy-eyed old Anka answered the phone and then heard explosive news.
It's only been a few days, is the other party joking with him?
"Remember to bring the remaining balance."
Xia Yu hung up the phone, ignoring the complex emotions Old Anka was feeling on the other end, and started the engine to drive away.
He still had some finishing touches to make. The other party and their men had been here for at least three hours, so he still had time to loot the spoils.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Boom~ Boom~~"
The laser locked onto the target and continued to illuminate it, while the two Kornet engines ignited, shooting out with plumes of exhaust flame.
A few seconds later, the last BMP-1 and the second-to-last BTR-60 exploded into fireballs.
Using an anti-tank missile costing hundreds of thousands of dollars to hit a lightly armored target is like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito, but even the best weapon requires skillful use.
Practice makes perfect. After becoming familiar with the operating procedures, Xia Yu put the launch vehicle into Garage No. 2 and indicated that preparation and resupply were expected to be completed in 2 hours.
Does it take an hour to print one? He suddenly had the urge to switch careers and sell weapons, but then he thought better of it.
Selling surplus AKs and dealing in scrapped infantry fighting vehicles is fine, but missiles, which are more sophisticated and have extremely high profit margins, are a sensitive issue.
Retailing like John, one or two shots at a time, is fine, but wholesaling in bulk is a bit disrespectful to the Five Great Philanthropists.
Xia Yu then drove the BTR-60 out of the garage, which was out of service and had no crew.
This vehicle has no collectible value, but the 14.5mm machine gun on the turret can still be put to good use, for example, to clear out the mortar positions on the other side.
How to describe it? This is probably what autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves looks like!
"Thump~ thump~ thump~ thump~~"
Because it's not a vehicle-mounted mortar, Xia Yu isn't very good at operating this old-fashioned mortar, and isn't 81mm too small? If he were to use it himself, he would need at least 120mm.
There's nothing to regret about destroying it all. In the end, he even opened the engine compartment of the BTR-60 and threw in a small lemon.
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