"Whoosh~~ Whoosh~~"
The doe soared across the sky, and Hans calmly and deliberately pressed the launch button at each launch window.
The rocket pods on the left wing fired rockets intermittently, with their aim limited to within 10 to 20 meters of the infantry.
"Boom~~ Boom~~"
Each explosion represents the irregular scattering of 2,000 dart fragments.
Each of these things has less kinetic energy than a .22mm round, but when multiple are stacked, the effect becomes quite significant.
Even with bulletproof vests, they can't protect the limbs, let alone the fact that they don't have bulletproof vests.
Shout it out! Shout "Thank you, Anka, for the rocket!" so we won't be lonely on our way to the underworld.
Why aren't you lonely? Because 40 rounds can take down a whole platoon.
"Mongoose, there's another mortar position over there. Take it out along with the machine gun emplacements next to it."
Xia Yu saw two mortar platoons directly under the command of the rebel infantry battalion.
With a total of six 60mm water pipes and two heavy machine guns, it was a pretty good target.
"Yes, Captain!"
The nose of the aircraft adjusted its direction, and the two fully loaded UB32 rocket pods began to roar.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh..."
In less than a minute, 64 S-5 rockets were fired, turning the position and fortifications into an inferno.
After finishing their mission, Xia Yu nodded to Xiao Anka and then began the return flight.
The Gatling gun didn't fire a single shot because the rebels had no more valuable targets in that area.
Little Anka shaded her eyes with her hand, her face beaming with an undisguised smile.
Because it was a probing attack, he didn't plan to take over the city entrance today, but Xia Yu practically fed him all the meat.
"Clean up the battlefield. Infantry fighting vehicles, keep an eye on the buildings on both sides. If any rebels show their faces, open fire immediately."
"Yes, Battalion Commander!"
With 300,000 yuan in hand, I can afford to buy myself a small bottle of wine.
Back in the tent, Xia Yu went straight to the refrigerator.
He took out two cans of chilled Classic 1903 and tossed one to Hans.
"It tastes good, but it would be even better if it were a bit more bitter."
Hans took a sip and commented sharply.
“Then Augut would suit you, but I still prefer 1903.”
Xia Yu also took a big gulp, instantly feeling refreshed and exhilarated.
After capturing the entrance to the city, their crew will soon be entering the urban area for combat, which will be the real test.
"Mr. Anka's logistics department has live ducks. How about we have beer-braised duck tonight?"
Xia Yu was thinking about how to fight the war, but his gunners were only thinking about what to eat tonight.
"That's great! Make sure mine is extra spicy!"
Well, life is just that magical; enjoying the present moment is the most important thing.
"Do you have any pickled radishes? Pickled radishes taste good too..."
As night fell, Xia Yu and his men enjoyed fine food and wine, while the rebels in Bomatu were left in a rather desolate state.
"Damn doe, we've lost two more companies today. Isn't there any way to take it down?"
"Brigade Commander, I had arranged ambushes in the high-rise buildings near the position, but the enemy is too cunning; they won't come any closer."
In the office, the Black major and the Black colonel were talking.
Bomatou did not have brigade-level units; this brigade commander was promoted by Panaka after the rebels expanded their forces.
"I have requested Igla missiles from the Panaka direction, but with the Mi-30, Anka's offensive speed is too fast. We'll be wiped out before our missiles even reach them."
It has no venomous stingers, only needle-like appendages.
Xia Yu never dreamed he would receive such an honor for using a Soviet-made portable air defense missile to shoot down a Soviet-made attack helicopter.
"Where is the 3rd Light Tank Battalion? Have they arrived yet?"
The major asked the brigade commander about friendly forces.
He was the battalion commander of the mechanized infantry battalion in Bomatou.
After learning that his friend Salang had been wiped out, he had been under immense pressure these past few days and desperately needed support from allies.
"They're here, but don't count on them too much for combat."
"Anka's Marder tank is as heavy as their main battle tank. Where did they get this thing? Is it made in China?"
By now, even the slow-witted rebels have learned some intelligence about the Anka mechanized infantry battalion.
Even if you don't recognize the tank model, you can take a picture and use the online image recognition tool. But once you see the specific data, you realize how tricky it really is.
The flanking force's firepower is so fierce, could it be that Bomatu is the main target of Busa's attack?
The Panaka's T-72s should be used against these tanks; even if they weigh over 40 tons, they can't withstand a single 125mm shell.
The brigade commander was just thinking about it; the T-72s still needed to be kept to deal with Busa's T-64B1Ms.
However, it was also a stroke of luck that Wukelan reneged on its promise and owed 15 vehicles; otherwise, it really wouldn't have been able to handle it.
The brigade commander was too happy too soon. There was also a Ghost T-64B1M on the western front near Bomatu. Without a T-72, they really couldn't handle it.
"I don't know, but they also added bulletproof grilles to the tanks today, which blocked an RPG-7."
The major presented today's battle report.
Rockets won't work; we have to use anti-tank missiles.
"I remember there are still 10 competition rounds in the warehouse. They seem to have less than 10 Weasel vehicles. Let's try to take them all out."
The brigade commander issued the latest combat orders.
If we take down that female Deer and those most threatening Weasel vehicles, Bomatu's situation will improve.
This idea is not wrong. If it weren't Xia Yu they had encountered, Anka and his son would definitely have fallen into their trap.
No, they won't come here at all.
The father and son were more like businessmen than soldiers; they would never go all in without being absolutely certain of victory.
Back in World War II, both of them were comparable to the Japanese Osaka Division; they were incredibly shrewd.
The reason for targeting Osa is because they are in Konluga, but what does Bomato have to do with their infantry battalion?
Xia Yu's intrusion gave them confidence, leading them to continuously escalate their efforts and arrive at the current situation.
"Yes, Commander!"
The major saluted and took his orders before leaving.
Those missiles have been stored away and no one has touched them. He still has to organize people to learn how to use them, so they don't miss their target.
What you fear most is what comes to pass.
This major named Cohen found 10 clever and resourceful infantrymen who were skilled in operating RPGs.
He taught the students while looking at the instruction manual, but they were completely confused.
"Major, this thing is much more difficult than an RPG."
"The former elite RPG marksman, now an anti-tank cadet, complained to Cohen."
"RPGs can't penetrate their infantry fighting vehicles, so you'll have to use this!"
Cohen's tone was also helpless.
They are not without PG-7VR warheads equipped with tandem warheads.
However, because it carries too much explosive, this thing is not as stable in flight as a regular RPG, and it is also countered by bulletproof grilles and reactive armor.
He fired it a few times, but the angle was wrong; it only hit the front warhead, leaving the rear warheads as mere decorations.
Cheap goods are indeed a panacea, but if you want to be more professional, you can't do it without increasing your budget; only a missile can achieve a one-shot kill effect.
Of course, if the personnel are not properly trained, it will be a waste if the shot misses.
Of all the people present, Cohen himself was the most reliable, given his military academy background.
In comparison, the overall quality of the rebel troops is far inferior to that of the Anka mechanized infantry battalion, meaning they are at the level of fighting to the death with the weaklings on Busa's side.
Although it is said that family scandals should not be aired in public, Xia Yu heard Meng Qiao cursing the Air Force bastards at the dinner table.
Not only were several helicopters grounded in the hangar, but the only attack aircraft squadron was entirely staffed with pilots from PMC.
Wow, they can even outsource this! Xia Yu's business has great potential!
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