"Boom boom boom"
Amidst the deafening explosion, Anton led the remaining five men, moving rapidly along the planned route towards the compound where the pilots were being held.
Wearing IFF (Identification Friend or Foe) badges for night vision, the two people who had just arrived over the old camp could clearly see two moving tracks in the night vision goggles.
If facing an opponent of equal strength, not only should the identification badges be removed, but all personnel should also wear infrared penetration protection cloaks to avoid being detected by the enemy.
However, this is an asymmetrical battle. The extremist groups are not as good as the rebels in anti-infiltration operations. At least they have night combat equipment with the assistance of professional mercenaries.
Xia Yu was almost beaten down by the Sam-9 Plus and the Shilka River last time because the other side was aware of this.
Extremist groups clearly lack such conditions, and no mercenaries are willing to accept their employment. Once the camp is discovered, the outcome is already predetermined.
"Put-put-put"
At that moment, the Mi-24V was like a target in the night sky, and soon more than one machine gun was firing at them.
However, these small-caliber bullets, apart from removing the paint from the fuselage armor, cannot cause any additional damage to the attack helicopter.
Hitting the blades was useless; Xia Yu had also hidden the only weak point, the tail rotor, very well.
Soon, these Al-Qaeda members realized this and hurriedly called for RPG support.
As long as the RPG intervenes, everything will be alright.
"beep"
Selecting the 25-round burst mode, Hans pressed the fire button. The rapid roar lasted less than a second, and the first warrior carrying an RPG was riddled with 12.7mm machine gun bullets, turning the screen into a mosaic.
This is so different from what's in the movie! Even the planes are different. How can you replicate a classic?
"Look at you, boss, how accurate I am!"
Upon successfully hitting the target, Hans exclaimed excitedly.
Xia Yu then said that what you are using is a machine gun fire control system that was designed by the Taiwanese based on the precision gun servo/stabilization mechanism of modern armored vehicles.
If you can't hit the target accurately now, then something strange is going on.
If the main targets of the concentrated fire defense were not armored vehicles, he would definitely have replaced the four-barrel Gatling gun with a 30mm autocannon.
Small caliber ammunition combined with a high payload capacity, maximizing the killing of personnel and soft targets, along with a civilian pickup truck that's barely even lightly armored—this is the best configuration for the Afica, and also the scenario most likely to be encountered.
Therefore, transferring the fire control of the autocannon to the machine gun is not a waste of resources.
"beep"
Hans pressed the launch button again, destroying Warrior 2. The rocket warhead was hit and the propellant flew everywhere.
At a distance of less than a kilometer above the village, that's practically face-to-face combat. Very few attack helicopter crews would do that because it would attract too much attention.
Xia Yu wanted this: if you don't hate them, when will the anti-aircraft missiles ever be deployed?
The original plan was for Hans to keep a close watch on the battlefield, but once the battle began, Xia Yu gave Hans unlimited firing rights, allowing him to hunt freely, and instead, Hans was put in charge of monitoring the entire battlefield.
And so, Xia Yu watched as the RPG shooters fell one by one in the thermal imaging, until two people carried a triple launcher that had already been set up from a courtyard in the eastern corner of the village.
At a distance of about 800 meters, the resolution is incredibly detailed.
That's right, it's a typical Starlight air defense missile launcher, with two more tubes than the land-based Mistral version, and its black market price is at least $500,000.
These guys are really willing to spend money, but to be able to take down a Mirage-2000D with 3000 hours of combat time, this is not a bad deal.
"Pause the attack, I'll take over."
Just as the other side was about to activate the missile and aim for launch, Xia Yu said to Hans in the front seat.
"Yes, boss!"
Hans abandoned Warrior No. 6, released his hands, and deactivated all controls.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"
The HOT-3 was too slow. This counterattack required speed. Xia Yu slightly adjusted the aircraft's attitude and fired all 33 S-8DF fuel-air rockets from the wing launchers in one go.
"Boom boom boom boom"
Amidst the deafening explosion, flames and smoke engulfed the entire courtyard.
The al-Qaeda air defense team, along with the two Starlight missiles in the launch tube, was completely destroyed by an explosion with a TNT equivalent of nearly 200 kilograms (6 kilograms per missile).
Even disregarding fragmentation damage, this is equivalent to the explosive charge of two 500-pound Mk82 aerial bombs. Data Center 2, located 100 meters away, felt the ground tremble.
That's good too; the bigger the boss's commotion, the more they thrive.
"Pfft pfft"
Anton, who was at the forefront, fired two shots with his SIGSG 553, taking down a dark figure who darted out from the corner. The several 12.7mm ammunition belts that the al-Qaeda member was carrying scattered all over the ground.
He was still an ammunition handler, but unfortunately, that machine gun crew never got any more ammunition.
Continuing forward, they finally arrived at the courtyard where the hostages were being held.
While Jihuo Defense doesn't yet have equipment like through-wall radar, they certainly have enough cameras. IV extended the telescopic pole, and the camera at the top slowly extended out of the courtyard wall.
The two machine gun teams in the yard maintained restraint and did not fire a single shot at the Mi-24Vs in the sky.
Their mission was to hold the hostages; fighting back was someone else's job.
After seeing the enemy's deployment clearly on the display terminal screen, V didn't say a word, but used tactical hand gestures to inform all his comrades of the situation inside.
The hostages are inside the house, and there are seven people in the yard, along with one general-purpose machine gun, one heavy machine gun, and five AKs.
This is powerful firepower, but it's useless.
Having made his plan, Anton gestured, and those who understood him—ii, v, and iv—each pulled a Lucher LU213 defensive grenade with a pre-fragmented sleeve from their breast pockets.
They pulled the latches together and threw the objects into the yard in three different directions.
"Boom boom boom"
Three loud bangs followed, and countless fragments and steel balls swept through everyone in the courtyard, followed by agonizing screams.
That's how it works with grenade clearing; even defensive grenades can't guarantee a one-shot kill.
There are always lucky guys who manage to avoid being hit in vital areas by shrapnel, but they still can't escape the fate of being finished off.
"Bang bang"
With the help of a human ladder, Ivan scaled the wall and finished off everyone who had fallen.
The two men stayed outside, while Anton led the other two men inside.
Seeing the tightly closed door, he didn't rush inside, but instead turned around and smashed the butt of his rifle against the narrow window of the mud house.
Ivan stepped in to fill the gap and threw two flashbangs inside.
"Boom boom"
Two loud bangs followed in the flash, and then II, the machine gunner, kicked the wooden door with his military boot.
"Bang"
He kicked the door hinges, and one side of the door panel fell straight down. This time, Anton was the first to rush in.
"Puff puff puff puff"
Even when switching from infiltration to a full-scale attack, the silencer still played a very good role in suppressing attacks.
Of course, if you don't have flashbang grenades, you can switch to a short-barreled 7.62mm rifle without a suppressor. Its muzzle flash and gunshot are equivalent to a downgraded flashbang grenade.
After firing half the bullets from the magazine, the armed men with AKs all collapsed to the ground in pain, leaving only two guys on the bed clutching their heads.
"Hey guys, we're here to rescue you."
They were still wearing their anti-G suits, confirming that they were definitely military pilots.
"What did you say? I can't hear you."
The two were clearly affected by the explosion and bang, and one of them said with tears in his eyes.
"Just follow us."
After putting bulletproof vests and helmets on the two men, the team quickly withdrew.
"Calling the boss, the hostage has been rescued, and we have not yet been discovered by the other side."
Anton contacted Xia Yu directly and told him the good news.
With the Mi-24V drawing the attention of Al-Qaeda from the sky, they could easily overlook a six-man squad.
Old Bei, who should have been the one to notice this most, was still in disbelief that his anti-aircraft weapon had been taken down by the enemy first.
How is that possible? So many rockets, you hit all of my anti-aircraft missiles.
How did you see it? He's dealt with doe before, so how did you spot starlight in the vast sea of people?
Even if you switch to the original Mi-24pm, the night-fighting version, it is indeed impossible to lock onto individual anti-aircraft units.
But the ferocious doe in the sky was, in essence, a sacrifice of a Tiger.
As an attack helicopter platform that surpasses the Apache, you can say it's expensive, but you can't say it's inferior.
The enemy came prepared. No matter how they detected the anti-aircraft missiles, it doesn't change the fact that they suffered heavy losses.
Just as Belmukhtar was starting to understand, he seemed to have forgotten something.
Wait, his hostage!
He immediately took out his radio to call the two machine gun teams, but there was no response.
"Buzz"
The engines roared as two pickup trucks drove recklessly through the village, while the Mi-24V fighter jets in the sky turned around to help clear out the firing positions on both sides.
"Oh no! They've taken hostages!"
Old Bei felt like he was on a rollercoaster of emotions again, and then someone removed the tracks in front of him.
He's definitely not from the US, nor from France. Looking at that doe, could the other side be from the US?
Bermukhtar never imagined that the other party was actually a PMC company.
The Russians aren't going to play any elaborate schemes with you; they'll just ruthlessly eliminate you and the hostages together.
That's why it's easy to not get paid under the contract and end up working for free.
"Boss, we're almost out of bullets."
With only a little over 100 bullets left, Hans quickly reported to Xia Yu.
"Then use missiles. Our countrymen have already paid for them."
"call out"
Hans fired a HOT-3, which hit a four-wheeled light truck that was trying to chase Anton and his men.
"boom"
The towering flames directly affected the pickup truck behind it, turning it into a second fireball.
This is a bit inefficient, but both sides' hostages have been rescued, so it's time for the French and American people to step in.
Thinking this, Xia Yu first switched to the radio channel that Captain Joseph had given him.
"It's Mr. Sherlock."
Joseph, who was busy contacting people back home and hadn't gone to sleep yet, replied immediately.
"It's me. All the hostages have been rescued. Do you want to vent your anger?"
"What? You're not kidding?"
Joseph stood up abruptly. He glanced at his watch; only about 15 hours had passed since the attack that morning.
“I like to joke, but I never joke in business. Here’s the address, I’m out of ammunition.”
Having explained the concepts of speed and efficiency to the other party, Xia Yu ended the communication by leaving a coordinate.
"Gurgle"
Joseph couldn't help but swallow hard, and quickly ran out of the office.
He remembered that the MQ-9 that returned empty-handed during the day seemed to still have its missiles loaded.
The most classic configuration for the current Reaper drone is two precision-guided bombs plus four Hellfire missiles.
However, by upgrading the software, it can be changed to eight Hellfires, a reloaded attack mode.
Xia Yu was reluctant to waste missiles costing hundreds of thousands of dollars each, but for the Americans, not to mention the need to save face now, they also frequently fired Hellfire missiles recklessly.
This is also why the military wants to develop the Hydra unguided rocket into the APKWSII laser semi-active guided rocket.
You can't just use a missile costing hundreds of thousands of dollars to shoot down a pickup truck!
Anyway, just as the Mi-24V was clearing out 12 HOT-3 missiles, the American MQ-9 finally arrived in time.
"call out"
One shot was worth five of Old Holt's Hellfires. The Hellfires left the launch pad and, without looking back, hit a courtyard.
"Boom!"
A towering flame shot into the sky, its impact half the size of Xia Yu's clearing of the rocket pod. It was obvious that this was an AGM-114N, and its thermobaric warhead was undoubtedly effective.
Unfortunately, there was only one. The remaining three shots were unremarkable, just larger versions of the HOT-3.
The standard version of Hellfire is designed for attacking armored targets, so it's not very effective at destroying buildings.
Fortunately, they also have two GBU-38 missiles, which are dual-mode guided JDAMs (GPS and laser), a combined guided attack weapon that is a generation more advanced than Paveway.
Of course, the only difference is that the guidance head is more expensive; the warhead itself is still a 500-pound Mk82 aerial bomb.
In the blink of an eye, the MQ-9 anti-aircraft missile dropped its first GBU-38.
"Boom!"
What happened before was just minor skirmishes; this bomb hit, and shrapnel covered a quarter of the village.
If Bermukhtar hadn't died from his attack, he would likely be in grave danger by now.
"Boom!"
The second GBU-38 missile struck the area with the highest concentration of personnel, meaning there was likely no chance of recovery.
Bermukhtar, a good friend of the Americans, has thus come to an end his more than 20-year jihadist career.
They landed not far away, picked up Anton and his group, along with two military pilots, and flew their Mi-24V towards the direction of the US Army's forward base.
As soon as they arrived at the location, before Xia Yu had even landed, they saw another MQ-9 drone take off with missiles.
The action of desecrating the corpse was quite swift, but for this kind of mission, a fixed-wing fighter jet was needed. A dozen or so aerial bombs would be dropped, and it would be done in one go.
"Mr. Sherlock, where are our men?"
Joseph saw that, apart from the combat employees of Jihuo Defense, there were only two pilots getting off the transport cabin, so he quickly asked Xia Yu.
"Splash splash"
In the distance, the sound of propellers could be heard in the night sky; it was the Super Hornet from Jihuo Defense.
"Look, here we are! When can we talk about payment?"
The work was finished, and it was time to settle the bill, but Xia Yu wasn't interested in money today; he wanted something else.
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