Now this is exactly what's going to happen: hide away in Aisa to avoid the storm, then return to Smalia for a second start, making the Smalia youth team great again.
“We have laid a tight net in the direction of Kenniya, and they only have one way to go: Aisaobiya.”
At the fire defense outpost camp, Xia Yu also mentioned Ai Sai during the meeting.
This powerful East Filipino nation, which once humiliated the Italians, is also a large alliance, with each tribe or state highly autonomous, possessing its own government and army.
Once a conflict arises with the central government, wouldn't that lead to a direct confrontation?
However, this civil war has received very little attention internationally.
All eyes are now on Eastern Europe; they only see how many armored vehicles and fighter jets the two sides have lost.
But this is nothing. Even if Su Dan next door to Aysai fought, it wouldn't generate any buzz. Except for North Flying, the rest of Afica is a forgotten land.
This is also why PMC doesn't operate in the public eye and relies on word-of-mouth.
However, as Thompson said, there will always be private military contractors who enter the market, and these guys are the epitome of money over life.
"This means our outpost is a bit far away, and we need to set up a temporary supply point here to replenish fuel and ammunition."
Xia Yu then clicked on a previously marked coordinate point.
"I must emphasize again that this will be a long operation, not something that can be completed in a few hours. Air support will not be available at all times; I can only guarantee that artillery support will be available when called upon."
The youth team went all in, so the defense naturally had to go all in as well.
Xia Yu committed all of his second-line forces to encircle and intercept them, and casualties were inevitable in the process.
He was mentally prepared for this and would make the Zhomali youth team pay for their crime.
"Boom boom boom boom"
For the next week, the Fighting Falcon Squadron, which was responsible for concentrated fire defense, bombed every other day. After the fourth bombing, the enemy finally reacted.
Under the cover of night, several severely damaged outposts evacuated first, unaware that concentrated fire defenses had already opened a trap in their inevitable path.
Leading the enemy to make decisions they believe are right, and letting them walk into the abyss—that's what Xia Yu has always been doing.
Officers who have attended military academies and received proper military command education are not easily fooled, but these quacks from extremist organizations can fool anyone.
Disbanding the troops on the spot within the territory of Zhāmali is better than going to Aysai. With the trap set up by the concentrated fire defense, this is destined to be a death march.
Unfortunately, they didn't have God's perspective and couldn't see their own fate.
"Let's go quickly, we'll come back someday."
As the last person to evacuate from the stronghold, Abdi addressed his men.
Ambition deserves praise, but boasting is wrong. If they can't get out and can't come back, it's better for everyone if they are wiped out on the way.
"emission!"
A small-diameter precision-guided bomb from CH-4 No. 2 overhead came crashing down.
"boom"
The bomb exploded in the middle of the evacuation, and the smaller munition, which weighed only a third of the GBU-12, caused greater damage.
Dozens of people fell down in unison, and many more militants, hit by shrapnel, lay on the ground screaming in agony.
Abdi, at the rear of the column, felt a chill run down his spine. How could the concentrated fire defenses have pursued them so quickly?
"Quickly, spread out, these are their drones."
He quickly thought of the reconnaissance and strike drones that Jihuo Defense had used, but these things probably didn't have a large payload.
"Pfft pfft"
Sparrowhawk B also fired two Switchblade-300 shots.
"Boom boom"
The Chamkar youth team had no targets left; two loitering munitions hit their two motorcycles one after the other.
At this point, anyone still able to ride a motorcycle is a leader, and it's worth trading one shot for one of them, not to mention that if shrapnel is scattered, six or seven members could be injured at once.
"Beep beep beep"
The portable anti-aircraft missile locked onto the Sparrowhawk B sounded a firing warning, and the few remaining anti-aircraft gunners immediately pulled the trigger.
"Whoosh!"
This counterattack, besides wasting two missiles, also exposed the position of the anti-aircraft gunner.
"Pfft pfft"
Before they could reload, two loitering munitions came rushing over, drawn by the scent.
"Boom boom boom"
The exploding Springblade-300 missile directly destroyed its backup missiles, leaving the militants without any reliable air defenses, with only some modified rockets remaining.
This thing can't keep up with the drone at all. Fortunately, a Sparrowhawk B only has 6 rounds of ammunition, and it quickly ran out of ammunition.
But the main force that received the message had already taken off and was now rushing toward them.
"Quickly, speed up! As soon as you hear the helicopter, scatter and hide on the spot. Regroup and march when they run out of fuel."
With patrol teams acting as observers, the Zhāmali Youth Team is learning and improving very quickly!
Endurance is indeed the Achilles' heel of helicopter platforms. With internal fuel, they can only fly for two or three hours at most. With external fuel tanks, the helicopter platform has to be repurposed, which immediately reduces the amount of firepower delivered.
Therefore, the importance of frontline supply points is becoming increasingly apparent. After each round of attacks, they return to replenish fuel and ammunition, minimizing the firepower gaps on the battlefield.
"Splash splash"
A deafening roar that shattered the air filled the air as the deadly doe reappeared on the horizon.
"spread!"
As soon as the leaders shouted, all the militants hid.
"Oh, so you're playing hide-and-seek now."
Xia Yu couldn't help but tease.
What's more troublesome than these guys hiding in the woods is them hiding in the tunnels. Jihuo Defense doesn't have many bunker buster bombs in reserve, and given the client's limited budget, they still have to be driven out and eliminated.
"Beware of portable anti-aircraft missiles. Each unit is assigned a zone and is free to hunt them down!"
"Yes, boss!"
The four Mi-4 helicopters dispersed in formation, flew in different directions, and then ignited their rockets.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"
Countless S-8S darts plunged into the secret forest, scattering 2,000 arrow-shaped fragments in all directions.
The simplest fortifications plus a shed can withstand this level of attack, but if the defense consists only of leaves and vines, being riddled with thorns becomes inevitable. Similarly, vines cannot withstand 30mm autocannons and 12.7mm Gatling guns.
After the four female Hatch bombers unleashed 320 rockets and thousands of bullets, they returned to the front-line supply point without looking back to resupply.
The militants, who had returned to the road, counted their numbers and found that 10% of them had been killed or wounded.
The situation was better in the other directions. Machine guns were certainly less effective at long range than rockets, but the second-line squadron had four times the number of helicopters as the Hind squadron.
Once the firepower density increased, it caused 3% casualties among the target. More importantly, after they ran out of ammunition, they dropped the pursuit team behind enemy lines onto the ground.
Three Weasel airborne combat vehicles, along with six Catcarts, pursued the enemy along the mountain road. When they reached an insurmountable obstacle, a transport helicopter was available to provide support. They quickly caught up with the Champa youth team, who only had donkey carts and motorcycles.
"Woo"
First, the Inspire-2 was used to confirm the enemy situation. Then, FPV suicide drones were deployed to bomb the machine gunners and RPG shooters until only riflemen remained.
Of course, donkey carts carrying mortars and supplies should not be overlooked either.
"Knock knock knock"
The weasel-deployed tanks gave chase, unleashing a burst of machine gun fire. These donkeys from the sulphur-horse race wished they had been born in the same country.
"This is the kind of work that mountain troops should be doing. People get stupid from crawling around in infantry fighting vehicles all day."
The Austrian woman, who had been reassigned to mechanized infantry, still missed her days as a hunter. However, after joining the concentrated fire defense, she discovered that mountain hunters were actually better suited to drones.
Especially in pursuit battles like this, the enemy can be killed without even showing their face.
"I heard that's how it's done in Eastern Europe now. Main battle tanks worth millions of dollars are traded one for one by a drone. Don't they have jamming equipment? Or at least have an armored assault team equipped with a Tunguska!"
"This problem may have only been discovered when the fighting started. Gna and the military were at odds, and the combat experience they accumulated in Afica was not promoted."
"That's really abstract. There are plenty of tanks in the tank graveyard. Elite crews can't be refurbished. It would be a shame to replace them with drones that cost a few hundred dollars."
Here's how it works: a self-destructing drone can take out a vehicle crew in Eastern Europe, and in the Philippines, it can take out three or five black men, plus maybe a donkey cart.
Frankly, it's too unequal. In other words, 80% of Xia Yu's ammunition costs are only material costs. Otherwise, it would be far more cost-effective to exchange drones for main battle tanks.
Alas, it's because his targets are poor; they can't even afford T-54/55 and T-62, so they can't achieve such an exaggerated cost-effectiveness ratio.
The Zhmari youth team, which used to control most of the country, wasn't poor, but the mountainous terrain with elevation differences of one or two thousand meters made it impossible to deploy tanks. They were truly rich but unwilling to go out, but fortunately, they could still be left to focus fire defense.
"Knock knock knock"
The weasel-like airdrop vehicle in front fired again, and Group 4, who were lagging behind and having afternoon tea, quickly started their vehicle and followed.
The militants, panting heavily after being chased like dogs, tried to scatter and run deeper into the forest, but drones bombed them whenever they veered off course.
Back on the main road, infantry fighting vehicles suddenly opened fire, and those hit were blown apart as if they had been hit. It was like a nightmare from which they couldn't wake up.
If I hadn't joined the Chamari Youth Team, I wouldn't have had these nightmares. All I did was focus on Holy War and never thought about living a normal life.
"Knock knock knock"
The deadly artillery fire rang out again, and the militants, whose pace had slowed, started running again.
They chased each other like this, constantly losing members, and the time changed from day to night.
The ground forces, having exhausted their ammunition resupply, were pulled back to the outpost camp by Chinook and the Sea Knights to rest and prepare for another battle the next day.
The artillery units were stationed on their positions, and the close protection of two village guard squads at each location meant they didn't have to worry about night raids by the Zhomali village guards.
With his troops severely damaged, Abdi could no longer send out his elite night raiders, not to mention that under the electromagnetic suppression of concentrated fire defenses, he was unable to contact his scattered subordinates.
Damn it, did the concentrated fire defense team already know we were going to retreat towards Aisai?
After realizing he had been tricked again, Abdi was disheartened. Sherlock had set a huge trap for him, tricking him into withdrawing his main force back to the mountains, and things had gradually spiraled out of control.
"Huang You is indeed as cunning as a weasel. After this, Dongfei will probably fall into his hands as well."
He sighed deeply, flipped through a thick stack of documents related to fire defense, and said helplessly.
The vast continent of Afica has three main markets: West Philippines, Central Philippines, and North Philippines. Only the relatively peaceful South Philippines and the more distant East Philippines have not seen much activity from this company.
But if the enemy takes over Kemali, then the entire East Philippine market will also be taken over by them.
Even if the Central Defense Forces don't participate in the already erupted Ayssa civil war and the impending Sudanese civil war (there are indications that this could happen), they can still sell equipment and services.
Despite the lack of fighting in southern Afica, the security situation remains poor. The expansion of village protection teams allows them to provide security services and meet the security needs of businesses and individuals expanding into various countries in the South Philippines.
In this way, the entire Afica market will be taken over by Focusfire Defense, which will then merge with its subsidiaries involved in various industries to form a group, creating a unicorn company valued at hundreds of billions of dollars.
Abdi knew that the Zumari youth team was a stumbling block on the road to the company's birth, and he was destined not to live to see the birth of this company that would shake up Afica.
Abdi, whose vision is limited to the continent of Afica, cannot see that the concentrated firepower of the An-124 fleet, and even the An-225, is stirring up the world.
Afica is just a place of dreams; the market for concentrated fire defense should not be divided by continental boundaries, but rather by land, sea, and sky.
Even without knowing Xia Yu's business empire, Abdi regretted going against Jihuo Defense.
The outdated extremist organizational structure of the Zormali Youth Team will eventually be eliminated; only extremist organizations like Ace-Ace-Khorasan, which hide in the shadows, can adapt to the new era.
Becoming a local power makes it easier to collect taxes, but it also makes one vulnerable to concentrated attacks, especially against PMC companies like Jihuo Defense, which have a strong ability to strike.
They had to make sure their machine guns and rockets couldn't find their targets. Unfortunately, Abdi realized this too late, and a large ship is hard to turn around.
The great ship, Sulphur, was destined to sink; after enduring a series of blows, he was mentally prepared for it.
"Let's disperse. There's a trap ahead. Let's not go to Aisaobiya, let's just disperse here in Zhmal!"
Looking at the rising sun, Abdi gave the order with a weary voice.
This was also his order after he became the leader of the Chamari youth team.
After finishing his last meal of corn pudding, Old A didn't hesitate to pull out his pistol and point it at his temple.
"Bang"
When faith dies, death no longer becomes frightening.
It's a real shame that Abdi's orders only reached his group.
Despite the electromagnetic suppression, the people from other directions continued their death march towards the fortress without looking back.
"Knock knock knock"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"
The attack helicopter platforms used for concentrated fire defense are operating at overcapacity, with machine guns, autocannons, and rocket pods all being used beyond their limits.
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