"Commander, what should we do now?"
Inside a T-72M1, the young gunner asked the tank commander, who was much older and had served in the government's armored forces, a question.
"We can't get in touch with the leader, and Anrum and Dair's two vehicles have been destroyed by the enemy. If we rush out now, we'll just die."
Having dealt with tanks for nearly ten years, he helped Boko Holy Land seize the armored force base where he was stationed, and thus established the armored forces he has today.
Tanks trapped in the stronghold are like lions without teeth and claws; they are no match for the enemy.
"Why don't we fight them?"
Xiao Hei suggested.
Leaving aside the anti-tank minefield outside the stronghold, the enemy's attack helicopters didn't seem to be out of fuel at all.
With it watching from the sky, those tanks and infantry fighting vehicles can search the shantytown in just one hour.
"Boom boom"
In the past, we would dismantle easily damaged parts to make use of them, but now we can use a feint to open fire and attract the enemy's attention.
The T-72M1 on the west side fired its second shot.
One vehicle fires to draw aggro, while another charges in—are they planning a bayonet charge?
There was definitely something fishy going on; Xia Yu instinctively sensed something was wrong.
"Buzz"
The train conductor made a decisive decision.
Upon receiving Xia Yu's order, all ground troops were mobilized.
"Yes, boss!"
The attention of all units in the air and on the ground was drawn to the commotion of this shot, and they quickly pinpointed its general direction.
The gun barrel isn't even showing; the enemy isn't even aiming!
The digital team disembarked and searched the area, then quickly returned to the infantry fighting vehicle's troop compartment and closed the hydraulic doors.
The old black train conductor shouted to the soldiers below.
"Not enough, still not enough. Go and bring over the mortar shells from over there too."
The shells that had no chance to be fired were perfect for this situation. Even if we couldn't destroy the enemy's helicopter, we could still take two of their tanks down to meet Pearl.
"Let's go for it! You go to the other car and draw their fire, we'll drive over there."
The blast wave ripped off the shed, revealing the T-72M1 inside.
"Whoosh!"
This suicidal act aroused Xia Yu's suspicion, but he still fired two rockets in the direction of the artillery fire.
The tank commander, with the help of several soldiers, filled the empty gunner's compartment with explosives.
"Thump"
Just as Xia Yu locked onto it, preparing to take it away with an anti-tank missile.
"Thump"
This leaves them with only two options: blow up their cars to escape or try to take one or two of the other party's vehicles with them.
Piercing through dozens of shacks, the aimless grenade burrowed deep into the dense forest, finally detonating after hitting an unlucky tree.
"Yes, commander!"
Due to extensive use and lack of maintenance, the tank's engine can no longer start. The tank gun is still usable, but it has to be manually loaded.
Hidden behind the sound of artillery fire was the roar of diesel engines. On the east side of the shantytown, separated by seven or eight shacks, something was accelerating forward.
Completely brainwashed, Xiao Hei quickly crawled out of the tank, nimbly passed through several shacks, and arrived in front of a T-72M1 whose tracks had been removed.
During that short-term deployment, the concentrated fire defense team only encountered suicide bombers, little did they know that Afica had iterated to an advanced version.
"Saim, fire!"
A fully loaded T-72M1 can only detonate its nose when it explodes, but if the explosive charge is increased, the entire vehicle can be destroyed, making it more powerful than a bomb weighing hundreds or thousands of pounds.
The other T-72M1 was in poor condition and was usually used as a training vehicle to train new crews.
A 3 of 26 grenade was fired from the gun barrel.
He also gave up his commander's compartment, throwing in boxes and boxes of 82mm and 120mm shells, piling them all the way to the hatch.
"When the target breaks through the shantytown, the Panda crew will be responsible for taking out the enemy. You are the closest to them!"
"boom"
Thinking of a certain possibility, he shouted it out on the public channel.
"Grenade launch! It's enemy tanks!"
He got into the front cockpit, started the engine, and the commander picked up the radio and shouted to Xiao Hei in the other vehicle.
"Quickly, all infantrymen retreat to their vehicles. The turrets of the three infantry fighting vehicles should be tilted 180 degrees backward. All personnel should activate their NBC protection functions!"
Using disabled tanks as fixed artillery emplacements is not a new tactic, but using good tanks as armored suicide vehicles is mainly an experience gained from the Syrian battlefield.
"puff"
As the driver reversed and retreated, the gunner or commander turned the turret around and activated the NBC protection system.
Compressed air increased the pressure inside the vehicle, and the T-64B1M, positioned directly opposite the shack area, also loaded a third-generation premium round, ready to engage the rampaging T-72M1.
Almost there, almost out there!
Inside the cockpit, the old black vehicle commander silently counted down the seconds. He didn't even need to reach 100 meters; as long as he got within 200 meters of the enemy, their infantry would surely die.
If the distance were reduced by half again, the tanks might still be able to hold out, but the infantry fighting vehicles definitely wouldn't.
"Bang"
With that thought in mind, the T-72M1 smashed through the last wooden stake of the shack and rushed to the open space directly in front of the shack area.
"Thump"
After waiting for several seconds, the T-64B1M suddenly opened fire, and the discarding sabot fin-stabilized armor-piercing round shot out like a steel needle toward the target T-72M1.
Flying a mere 332.1 meters, the tungsten alloy threaded armor-piercing projectile struck the front of the tank's thickest armored turret.
"Boom!"
It penetrated the turret with less than half its length remaining, while the remaining half-section of the rod damaged the crew members inside the turret, and then, unsurprisingly, caused a secondary explosion.
Unlike before, Xia Yu, who had the best view, could clearly see from mid-air that the tank did not explode with its head flying off; instead, the entire tank, including the hull, exploded.
Even with the naked eye focused at 30 frames per second, dynamic visuals cannot capture much detail. He only saw the shock wave spread out like ripples, and a mushroom cloud, much taller than a 2,000-pound bomb, rose up.
Damn, it really is a self-destructing tank!
Xia Yu cursed inwardly as he struggled to control the aircraft's attitude.
The shockwave from the explosion nearly knocked him off; these extremist groups are truly committed to self-destruction.
He suffered a huge loss on the surface this time!
Yes, the NBC-protected sealed vehicle compartment is to withstand overpressure damage, and the turret is rotated to protect the expensive observation and aiming devices.
The shelving products used by the Weasel S30 are fine, but the KF-31 Little Lynx and KF-41 Big Lynx are both deeply customized models specifically adapted by Rheinmetall.
This is broken, let's not even talk about fixing it, let's just replace it with a new one!
The closest Panda vehicle crew, after successfully hitting the target, experienced a series of crackling explosions, and the T-64B1M low-light night vision and thermal imaging images were almost simultaneously lost.
Old Huang wanted to use a traditional panoramic mirror to see what was happening outside, but the outermost layer was like bulletproof glass that had been hit by a bullet, covered with white particles, and he couldn't see anything at all.
"Commander, the boss has suffered a huge loss this time. Not to mention the observation and aiming systems, the remote-controlled weapons are also in serious trouble. Repairing them will cost at least a million!"
The little bear, who had also become "blind," spoke from the cockpit in front of him.
"Compared to the funeral expenses for the three of us, I believe the boss would rather pay this million."
From Xia Yu's arrangements just now, Huang Jingxiu knew that he was prepared to lose the T-64B1M and have to pay for major repairs after the war.
Those infantry fighting vehicles have anti-tank missiles, but the speed of missiles like the Kornet and Spike is nowhere near that of armor-piercing discarding sabot rounds.
Let them withstand the impact; losing themselves or the Mongoose crew is the best course of action. However, the Leclerc UAE is positioned directly opposite the T-72M1 providing cover.
"Calling the panda crew, this is the weasel team, how are you doing?"
Xia Yu inquired about the situation of Lao Huang and the other two over the radio.
"The entire crew of the giant panda vehicle was safe, but the equipment on board suffered heavy losses."
Huang Jingxiu replied immediately.
"These lunatics loaded two or three tons of explosives. At first, I thought they were going to use poison gas, but it turned out to be the same old self-destruction scheme. But at least everyone is okay, and the car can be repaired later."
Xia Yu cursed the old black train conductor who was smashed to pieces.
This self-destruction will require at least 10 man-hours to repair the car. He doesn't mind the trouble, but causing major casualties is the last thing Xia Yu wants to see.
"Two or three tons is a bit low. This power is at least four or five tons. The entire shack area is gone."
Hans interjected in the public channel.
He couldn't see the T-72M1 tank that was providing cover, but after the turret returned to its normal position, he discovered that the shockwave and shrapnel from the explosion had blown away all the rainproof plastic sheeting, revealing the last tank of the Boko Sanctuary.
"Boss, should we give it another shot? I suspect the people in the car will be shocked to death."
Hans locked onto the T-72M1 and asked Xia Yudao.
"No need, it would be a waste of ammunition to fire."
Xia Yu also realized that this was a fixed gun emplacement. The turret hatches were not even closed, and anyone within 100 meters would be killed instantly.
"Continue clearing the rest of the base!"
"Yes, boss. As the infantry disembark, the vehicle crew will search to the west!"
To the west are the warehouse and parking lot of this outpost.
When they first started rappelling, the shrew crew focused their attacks on the western parking lot, destroying many pickup trucks.
However, the focus of that crackdown was suppression, and many escaped. We must not let them drive out.
"Buzz"
Seemingly stunned by the tank explosion, the militants, now regaining their senses, drove their vehicles out of the stronghold, just as Hans had given the order.
"boom"
A pickup truck, in a panic, ran over an anti-tank mine planted by its own people and exploded into a huge fireball.
"boom"
The second vehicle followed immediately. It seems we really can't overestimate the military skills of these extremist group members. Like Ace Ace, Boko Sanctuary only has a small number of elites, and most of them are just a bunch of clueless rabble.
You don't even need to lift a finger to deal with these people; they'll destroy themselves.
"boom"
Another one. Three out of four cars have exploded, so the last one...
Um
How did this turn, left and right, end up like this?
"Calling B Platoon, this is Huangyou. There's a big fish escaping southeast. Send a vehicle to intercept it."
"Yes, boss!"
Xia Yu handed over the interception task to the village protection team, and a BTR-82S was dispatched.
Guided by the howling eagle, they quickly caught up with their target.
"Knock knock knock"
The machine gun took down the pickup truck with a three-round burst, and the coaxial machine gun followed up with fire into the truck and the bed, before quickly returning to intercept the fleeing personnel.
Anti-tank minefields can stop vehicles but not people, and some militants, whose defenses were overwhelmed by concentrated fire, fled the stronghold on foot.
The militants at other strongholds couldn't escape Xia Yu, but he had invested 90% of the company's resources in this stronghold, so not a single one could be lost.
The Super Hornet and Fennekin have retreated to the border supply point to replenish and transport ammunition, and an ammunition transport vehicle is also heading towards base C.
Further into the Sambisa Forest, Alvin, having cleared most of his underwing pylons and leaving only his last two GBU-12s, arrived at a small outpost.
"Black-crowned Crane, you should take charge of this outpost!"
Old A gave up his offensive position.
The black-crowned crane is the national bird of Niriliya, and also the temporary designation of this MiG-29s.
"Black-crowned Crane understands!"
The foreign instructor from Sanmao began to press down on the machine head.
"Put-put-put"
"Knock knock knock"
The roar of fighter jets prompted the smaller outposts, which had already learned of the attacks on several major outposts, to react immediately, though their small size was also a factor.
They didn't have a single portable anti-aircraft missile, and they only had one pitiful twin 23mm anti-aircraft gun. They mostly used light and heavy machine guns to fire at the air.
Thinking you can shoot down a MiG-29 with these methods is wishful thinking; reality is harsh.
"call out"
An S-24 rocket ignited and flew off the pylon on the left flank of the old pivot point.
"beep"
Instructor Sanmao pressed the cannon firing button, and the famous ultralight GSH-301 cannon fired simultaneously, hurling 30mm high-explosive armor-piercing rounds at the air defense units.
"boom"
The robust S-24 rocket was fired first and then hit the only parking lot at the outpost.
The answer to the question of how to destroy the war potential of an extremist group's stronghold is simple: destroy their modern transportation.
Everyone says that it's tough not having a car in the US, but in Afica, it's truly impossible to get around without one.
The snakes, insects, rats, wolves, lions, and leopards along the way to the city allowed them to stay safely in the forest as wild men.
This was also what the client emphasized before the trip: rather than killing personnel, it was more important to target their vehicles.
Upon impact, the rocket detonated its 23.5 kg internal explosive charge, scattering hundreds of kilograms of fragmentation warhead evenly across every corner.
These were already nearly scrapped cars that had been through several hands; some were even hit in the fuel tank and exploded, turning into dazzling fireballs under the heartbroken gazes of the group of black men.
Those that didn't explode are probably no longer safe to drive, since the hoods have been punctured with several holes of varying sizes. The engine might hold up, but the battery and radiator won't.
"Good job!"
Old A offered his praise from the side.
Because he didn't practice enough, his rocket-propelled grenades weren't as accurate as others'.
"If only the MiG-29 had the payload capacity of the Su-25, one shot is simply not enough!"
Instructor Sanmao was still catching his breath. The rocket launcher was indeed a bit lacking, but what could he do when there were so many strongholds of all sizes in the Boko Holy Land?
This small outpost, with only a hundred people, has only five or six vehicles. One S-24 missile would be enough to trap them in the forest.
Of course, the S-25 could also be used, which is thicker than the S-24, but it seems that Nirilya did not purchase this type of rocket.
"Then why not just use the Su-25's GSH-30-2 twin 30mm cannons?"
Alvin didn't mention the MiG-27's six-barrel Gatling gun, and the 300-round ammunition reserve is no joke. The Frogfoot's twin-barrel cannon has 250 rounds of ammunition!
However, none of these compare to that warthog, which is even more efficient than an attack helicopter.
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