Chapter 107: Developments from All Sides, Preparations for War (Please Subscribe!)
Although the stock has been stored for a while, the price of all these shells in the room is not cheap.
The spoils Sergei and his men looted upstairs probably wouldn't even buy half the number of shells here.
If the ammunition supply for a battalion of more than a dozen tanks were concentrated on one tank, it would probably destroy several of Xia Yu's cannon barrels.
The 2A46 tank gun used in the T-64B1M was an early model. The barrel did not use new technologies such as electroslag remelting, autofrettage, and chrome plating, so its limit was only about 300 rounds.
The later 48-caliber 2A46m-5 model had a lifespan of up to 600 rounds, which was more than double the previous lifespan.
If it weren't for the system's ability to maintain the gun barrel, Xia Yu would have had to replace it.
Including training, it would be relatively easy for him to fire 600 shots throughout his entire career.
Leaving the ammunition depot, Xia Yu set a goal for himself.
Continuing to sweep inside, there was also an auxiliary ammunition depot storing 7.62mm and 12.7mm bullets, as well as smoke grenades.
No one can ever have too much spoils of war. The opening of the museum is a bottomless pit for ammunition consumption, and Xia Yu can just get some subsidies from the rebels.
The harvest from just one battalion is so considerable; there are still three battalions left. Just thinking about it fills me with enthusiasm.
Similarly, the same applies to the eight people upstairs.
The numbers team split into two 3-person CQB squads to clear the area, while Hans and Domi followed behind with sacks to collect the money.
If only they were all Franklins, but the rebels' wealth was tied to their military rank.
The banknotes found in the lieutenant's room were mostly Jackson (20 dollars) and Simpson (50 dollars), along with some small denominations of euros.
So even though the quantity looks large, the final price will be quite high.
Of course, there are also Francs, mostly found in the dormitories of non-commissioned officers.
Both US dollars and euros are hard currency in Afica, and you can get anything you want on the black market.
The French franc is far less valuable; it can only buy some daily necessities, and it depreciates rapidly, so only local people know how to use it.
Domi only picks the large denomination bills to stuff into the sack, ignoring the small denominations because they take up space.
Half an hour later, the eight men searched all the barracks thoroughly. After confirming that nothing was missed, they went downstairs to meet up with Xia Yu.
With time running out and the task at hand, the group rushed to the next camp.
When they encountered routs of rebels on the road, they used machine guns to clear the way.
Having emptied the RPGs early on, these cannon fodder units were unable to mount an effective counterattack.
Only the smart ones knew to run into the building; all those who hesitated were sent back to be reactivated by DM81 high-explosive.
Why not use a machine gun? Because the barrel of the MG3 was almost red-hot from being fired.
In order to ensure the smooth retreat of its main force, the rebels abandoned a large number of infantrymen, more than half of whom were militiamen recruited later.
An AK and a chest sling with a few magazines were all the equipment a soldier had. Those with good combat record would be issued an RPG. Veterans were placed in the ranks as junior commanders, which did play a certain role in blocking enemy fire.
However, once the effects of the "Advancement Friend" and "Assault Pill" wore off, the fear of death took over his mind again, and his combat power plummeted.
Let them run. They've run out of ammunition anyway, and they've done right by the general.
Little did they know that their escape route had been cut off, and the shells not only pounded into their heads with a loud thud, but their destructive power was also far too inhumane.
"Sigh, two hundred yuan a brother, it's a pity we didn't sign a contract."
Xia Yu said with a deep sense of emotion.
Tanks and armored vehicles are military targets, and so are combat personnel.
The rebels' regular soldiers were worth five hundred, while the militiamen were hacked until their bones were broken.
Fifty dollars, that was the price many years ago.
Prices have skyrocketed in the last two years, and even the lowest-ranking mercenaries earn several hundred dollars a day.
"Boss, don't worry about it. We'll share the spoils with you, and you'll get all the money back."
Hans meant well, and it was everyone's idea, but Xia Yu really didn't lack money; he just couldn't stand the waste around him.
"No, you can divide it among yourselves. The company's share has already covered mine."
Xia Yu waved his hand in refusal.
Looting is part of their company's employee benefits; he doesn't need those hundreds of thousands in cash.
For Xia Yu, the real prize was the various captured military supplies.
The Marder tanks stormed into the second camp, which was Panaka's high school. It was large enough to accommodate tanks and support vehicles.
The trailer that was pulling the tanks was driven away by Sasu's men, and there wasn't much diesel left, only a little over 10 tons.
Their ammunition reserves are also running low; it's possible that the last main battle armored battalion is running out of ammunition because they've been fighting and wearing it down.
"Boss, look what we've found!"
Hans was carrying a sack in one hand and an Igla anti-aircraft missile in the other.
That's right, it's that armored battalion from earlier.
Their commander was more resourceful than others; they had anti-tank missiles, so they didn't need an anti-aircraft missile.
The needle style is a bit outdated; Xia Yu would prefer an upgraded version, the Needle-S.
There should be campsites with white top hats!
He was more excited about the equipment that the white top hat might drop than the spoils seized from the rebels.
This company's armored vehicles aren't very good, but their portable weapons are decent, and they might have a cheap source for them.
Russia's thermal imaging cameras are all imported from Germany, so there must have been some behind-the-scenes collusion involved.
Although the French have their own Mistral Wind missile, this missile is like a Kornet, which is not convenient to carry or use at all.
The Needle-S, which also uses a proximity fuse, would be a better choice.
However, the rebels were not equipped with aircraft, and they were unable to obtain the relevant air defense contracts.
Of course, it was precisely because of this that they sent four bullets to the rebels, hoping to use them as a tool to eliminate Xia Yu and his group.
"Once we take down some of the companies in the White Hats organization, their headquarters will turn on us."
Xia Yu took the needle from Hans and addressed everyone.
"I can't rule out the possibility that they might send fighter jets to attack Bogo village. I'll try to get more anti-aircraft weapons."
Always prepare for the worst!
It's one thing to beat up someone's child, but be prepared to beat up the old one too.
"Let them come, and when they come, we'll take it down."
Hans threw the sack into the troop transport compartment and made a threatening statement.
He's not afraid of any white top hats; if you dare come, he'll send you flying with missiles.
"If they come, fighter jets will definitely be the first wave, and after clearing out key targets, armed helicopters will be the second wave."
Kuhn wasn't as passionate as Hans; he simply analyzed the situation calmly.
"In addition to clearing the remaining targets, it also involves deploying armed personnel into the village to confirm that the concentrated fire defenses have been completely eliminated."
Rope rappelling is a tactic that Xia Yu has never tried before.
For such a vicious opponent as to destroy one of their thriving branch companies, it was worthwhile for the White Hat to unleash such a series of powerful blows.
"My suggestion is to ignore the first wave for now and use the Marder S30 to take out their attack helicopters."
Kuhn offered suggestions that he thought were feasible.
The Marder S30, with its 30mm main gun and Kornet missiles, is extremely lethal to low-flying helicopters.
Especially when their combat personnel are airdropped and hovering, that will be an excellent opportunity to attack.
“If we shoot down the helicopter, their fighter jets will definitely not stand idly by; they will definitely dive-bomb our tanks.”
At this point, everyone understood Kuhn's next tactic: to shoot them down with Igla or other anti-aircraft missiles.
"Good tactic, let's prepare it as Plan A!"
Xia Yu nodded in agreement.
In Afica, you'd better always have a plan B, or a plan C.
Often, plans can never keep up with changes, but having enough plans can help you cope with all sorts of unexpected events.
In addition, Xia Yu prefers to take the initiative to attack rather than passively defend.
They've just equipped themselves with a few fighter jets, yet they act like their defense forces can't afford them.
"Let's go to the next campsite. After we've looted all the spoils, we'll go to the rainforest to get our vehicle."
Xia Yu made formal arrangements.
Before withdrawing, Sasu set up multiple defensive lines in different directions. Even if one line collapsed, the remaining lines could still function, making it more difficult to advance the battle lines.
"Bring the drones back; they are needed here more than ever."
After emptying the last magazine, Bearded Guy suggested to his partner.
"It still has more than an hour to fly, so it definitely needs to come back."
Maxim put down his tactical tablet and said.
The image above is a drone transmission view simultaneously broadcast from the control vehicle.
Although he was carrying a gun, he was only there to provide technical support and operational advice; combat was Brother Beard's job.
The radio call control vehicle was activated, and Sparrowhawk A over the rainforest began its return journey.
Back in Panaka, while driving through the city, they spotted a Marder armored vehicle that had wandered in.
What about that ever-present T-64B1M?
That's a significant asset for their branch office.
Maxim tensed up immediately and pulled out his satellite phone to contact his inside man in Busa.
"You mean, the concentrated fire defense destroyed 13 rebel T-72AV tanks, but only lost the tank engines?"
"That's right, they're amazing. Someone in the Ministry of National Defense suggested giving them ten million, with the rest as a bonus."
At a unit price of 700,000, 13 vehicles would cost 9.1 million, which rounds up to 10 million.
With so much money at stake, Maxim suddenly realized that losing a T-64B1M wouldn't be a big deal.
Moreover, it's just an engine; a new one can put it back into service.
In addition, this is good news for them as well.
Currently, only one Weasel tank from the concentrated fire defense team is still operational, and its combat effectiveness has been reduced to the minimum.
Once Busa settles the ten million, that will be the time for them to officially take action and eliminate the concentrated fire defenses.
Money can be a powerful motivator. In a life-or-death situation, thinking about maximizing profits can only be described as greed.
If it were Xia Yu, he would never care about ten million; killing the other party would be the most important thing.
As for sweeping up the spoils now, it's part of their company's team-building activity, and also a tactic to lull their opponents into a false sense of security.
Maxim saw through a drone footage of Hans and his team loading sacks onto the truck.
What are they doing?
Only after receiving a report from his subordinates that the battle lines had been closed did Beard Guy breathe a sigh of relief and have time to pay attention to his partner.
"Scavenging for spoils and going to the armored battalion's base that they destroyed is a brilliant idea; that's the only place where there might still be any loot."
Maxim praised Xia Yu.
"Hmph, let them keep it for now, it will all be ours later."
Brother Beard snorted coldly and said nonchalantly.
"Breaking news, they still have ten million left. They destroyed 13 T-72AVs."
Maxim and his partner shared the good news.
"They're quite capable, and our javelins didn't work?"
Brother Beard called over one of his men to help him load the bullets, feeling both happy and puzzled.
A few years ago, when he was working at the bottom of society, he personally destroyed a T-72AV with a Javelin, so he had a deep understanding of the power of this type of anti-tank missile that uses top-attack mode.
Even if that T-64B1M had three layers of explosive reactive armor, the thinnest "scalp" couldn't stop the penetration depth of several hundred!
"Maybe Muwa missed. It would have been better if the drone hadn't been sent to monitor Sasu."
Maxim was angry that he had missed a great fight.
But it doesn't matter. When they interrogate the Asian boss, they can directly ask him to tell them what exactly happened.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Help me take a look at the specific layout of the last line of defense."
This Sparrowhawk A took off at 10:30 a.m., and now it's running low on fuel. It can only stay airborne for a maximum of half an hour.
Taking advantage of the last bit of flight time, the man in the white top hat scouted out the rebels' final defensive line in this location.
"Buzz~ Buzz~~"
The propeller at the tail stopped spinning because it ran out of fuel. After gliding for a distance, the drone began to fall from an altitude of 3,000 meters.
"Whoosh~~"
After descending to a certain distance, the aircraft's built-in parachute opens, pulling the plane down slowly.
No runway is needed; takeoff is aided by catapults, and landing is recovered by parachutes. As long as it's not on the sea, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Yes, it's the auxiliary vehicle that Xia Yu needs at this stage.
His enemies were after his company's assets, and he felt it was only right to retaliate, so he also set his sights on many of their valuable possessions.
"It's almost time. My intelligence is that the drone in the white hat took off at 10:30 a.m.
At the last camp, Xia Yu looked at his watch and said.
The Sparrowhawk A only has a 5-hour battery life, and it's already 4 PM.
Even if it were to take off again immediately, the aircraft would first need to be recovered and refueled.
This time was enough for them to travel into the rainforest and obtain the key to this battle: the Marder S30 infantry fighting vehicle.
After confirming that there were no eyes in the sky, Sergei closed the rear door of the tank and led his team members into a pickup truck behind it.
Apart from reserving a space for Xia Yu, the troop transport compartment was completely filled with several sacks.
There's no other way but to find a car to follow them!
The sacks were full of the men's hard-earned money; leaving them in the troop transport compartment with the boss was the safest option.
Xia Yu thanked them; those guys were really...
On the way away from Panaka, the infantry fighting vehicle swayed along the road, but he took advantage of this rare moment to catch up on some sleep.
In the previous battles, Xia Yu, as the tank commander, had to keep his eyes and ears open in all directions, especially in such a noisy environment.
It's true that money is hard to earn and sex is hard to find.
As soon as the infantry fighting vehicle stopped shaking, he opened his eyes instantly.
They arrived at their destination.
Tear off the vines and branches, lift the camouflage net, and the true face of the Weasel S30 is revealed.
Compared to its predecessor, the S3, it has a more aggressive and imposing visual presence.
Not to mention its combat power, defense, and mobility, the comprehensive upgrades have created this war machine.
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