"Bang"
"Bang"
Two gunshots rang out one after the other. The propellant gases from the explosion accelerated the 16.2-gram bullet, which then spun along the rifling before being ejected from the barrel. After flying 1,073.7 meters, the bullet hit its target, an outpost set up by an armed faction at the entrance of the village. The bullet impacted between the pelvis and the navel.
A sniper's 24x scope might not provide a very clear view, but a spotter's 40x scope provides a very clear view. The bullet passes right through the body, bringing out a whole bunch of indescribable things.
"Boss, you hit too hard."
Rob said to Xia Yu beside him.
"The Pallas's cat hit the target squarely, the bullet striking its chest."
Paul fired a shot a second later. His target was a sentry positioned 1010.7 meters away outside the village, who was half-lying down with his upper body exposed.
"It's already good enough if I can hit it; I'm not as professional as a Pallas's cat."
As Xia Yu spoke, he pulled the bolt, ejected the spent cartridge, and then fired another round into the chamber.
"Bang"
"Bang"
Two more shots were fired, knocking down two armed men who rushed out of the village with AKs.
"That direction, it's a sniper!"
"He has some military skills, or rather, he's a retired army veteran who's finding new employment," one of the armed men said, pointing to Xia Yu and his group's sniper position.
"Quickly, use the mortars to take them out."
Through continuous firing, even without an anti-sniper detection system, they were able to determine the enemy's direction.
The team doesn't need to be large; as long as there are one or two members who have attended high school, they can estimate the distance between when they are shot and when they hear the gunshot.
"It's about 1000 meters away, don't let them get away."
Sure enough, someone had already calculated the distance, so the next step was to unleash a barrage of artillery fire to avenge our fallen comrades…
"Bang"
"Bang"
Gunfire continued unabated. Instead of shifting positions, the enemy increased the frequency of their attacks. Were they truly unafraid of death?
As long as the target's location is clear and an attack is launched from the enemy's blind spot, snipers are indeed not the target of mortars. However, concentrated fire defense is not limited to snipers.
Xia Yu and Paul launched the attack first, but only to collect combat data. After the battle began, they took off to monitor the entire battlefield with drones, which clearly transmitted back the movements of people in the village.
"Calling the boss, this is Mole. They've brought out two 60mm mortars and are expected to begin their attack on you in less than a minute."
Kuhn's voice came through the radio, and Xia Yu had just finished emptying a 5-round magazine.
"Then what are we waiting for? Call the shrews, take off immediately and take out their mortar positions."
"Yes, boss."
Three kilometers away on the village road, an armed Gazelle took off from the trailer of a Renault heavy truck and sped toward the target village.
Although many shells were destroyed on Xia Yu, those were all training targets. For Lehman, this was his first real combat experience.
Yes, it was his long-awaited first time.
Before the troops were converted to use the Cougar, Lyman had some contact with the Marder's Rh202 autocannon, but it was just to familiarize himself with the process, and he never fired more than 100 rounds.
After equipping the little antelope with this cannon, it fired a full 1,000 rounds from air to ground, and its accuracy improved significantly. Now it's time to help the boss earn back the money for the ammunition.
"Splash splash"
What was that sound?
As soon as the guns were set up, the two gun crews, who were still adjusting the firing parameters somewhat unfamiliarly, seemed to hear the sound of propellers.
"Knock knock knock"
The low-flying antelope leaped into the air, and as its nose tilted forward, it began spraying shells.
One DM81 high-explosive shell after another was fired at the mortar position in the center of the village. Seven or eight militants had nowhere to hide, or rather, they were stunned, until one, two, three were indiscriminately targeted by the machine gun.
How can one describe it? It was like the American soldiers in the movie "Saving Private Ryan" being swept along by a Flak 38 anti-aircraft gun, but it was far worse than 12.7mm machine gun bullets.
"Knock knock knock"
The firing continued. The 20mm shells that passed through the human body hit the mortar barrel, base plate, and carriage behind it, causing a series of explosions until one of them, by sheer bad luck, hit the open box of mortar shells.
"Boom!"
The smoke from the exploding shells rose up, scattering deadly shrapnel in all directions.
In an instant, no one or animal was left within a 20-meter radius.
"Calling the boss, the mortar position has been destroyed, but they haven't given up the fight."
As he spoke, Lyman activated the HOT3 on the left rack. Following his gaze, he saw that the militants in two courtyards had lifted the tarpaulins, revealing two armed pickup trucks hidden underneath.
The two vehicles each had a 12.7mm heavy machine gun mounted on the back of one vehicle and a 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine gun on the other.
With a tripod set up, even the MG3 firing full-power ammunition can serve as an anti-aircraft machine gun, not to mention these two large-caliber guns, which can pose a deadly threat to the antelope.
However, the pace of the attack was in Lyman's hands. He estimated that there wouldn't be enough time to use machine guns to deal with the enemy. After receiving unlimited firing rights from Xia Yu, Lyman did not hesitate to fire a HOT3.
"call out"
"boom"
The armed pickup truck equipped with a 14.5mm machine gun instantly exploded into a fireball, while the 12.7mm machine gun on the other side had just finished turning along the gun mount and roughly aimed at the little antelope in the air when the machine gunner saw the dark muzzle aimed at him first.
"Knock knock knock"
"boom"
A burst of DM81 bullets was fired, and the pickup truck swayed back and forth in the dust, following in the footsteps of its friendly forces.
However, without the large explosive charge of an anti-tank missile, relying entirely on the small amount of diesel fuel in the tank, the explosion effect was rather mediocre.
"Bang"
"It's almost time. Call in the mole and meerkat vehicle crews to enter the village and begin the cleanup operation. Shrews, take off and monitor the battlefield."
While Lyman was engaged in fierce fighting, Xia Yu and Paul were not idle either. After each firing their second magazine, they dispatched ground troops to the scene and ordered the Gazelle, which had only one HOT-3 and less than 100 rounds of machine gun ammunition left, to withdraw from the first combat sequence.
"Yes, boss x3!"
Weasel S30 and S3 charged out from their concealed positions 2 kilometers away and headed straight for the village not far away.
As soon as the two vehicles reached the village entrance, under the suppressive fire of machine guns, two teams of two men each left the troop carrier and began to clear out the militants in the village, accompanied by rifles.
This is an armed faction of 80 people. Because they are easier to deal with than extremist groups (meaning they are easier to find and their fighting ability varies), each person costs only 30,000 euros.
Even though the price was 60% off, there were so many of them!
The results of this attack by Jihuo Defense were similar to those of the previous attack on the Massina Liberation Front. The Comi-24V missiles were not even deployed, and the Gazelle missiles, combined with ground forces, resolved the battle.
Then there's the fact that he and Paul, together with 20 bullets, scored 19 points, proving that regardless of whether it's in the South or the North, the .338 caliber high-precision sniper rifle has good combat performance.
The missing point wasn't due to a bad gun, but rather because Xia Yu overestimated the lead time when shooting at moving targets.
This is because he hasn't practiced shooting at targets enough; he needs to practice more.
However, the gunfire from the other side gradually subsided, and Xia Yu decided to practice again for the next operation. For now, he loaded his gun and called it a day.
Meanwhile, remnants of the Masina Liberation Front, led by their leader Hamadun, fled from the Mopti region along the Niger River to the Oga region, more than 400 kilometers away.
Unfortunately, Mopti only had the Mari Army, and the Fai Army had only deployed less than 100 men in the capital, Bakoma. They were mainly stationed in three military camps near the border of the three countries.
The closest enemy to them is Oga, so attacking the Haired Army there is the best option.
"So after avenging Xie Fu and the others, we won't return to Mopti, but will instead follow the Nirier River directly into Nirier territory."
In the back seat, Mumchi asked Hamadun beside him.
"Yes, our operation will cause the people of the Hairy Kingdom to bleed, and wounded beasts are more aggressive. They will search for us like madmen. Mopti cannot go back; only Niger is safe."
Hamadun taught his men a lesson.
Since its formation, the Massina Liberation Front has only operated within the territories of Marie and Tsengkina Faso, while Niger is the territory of their brother organization.
In order to escape the relentless pursuit of the Germans, leaving their original sphere of activity and lying low for half a year is the most suitable approach.
They can also use these six months to recruit new members, train their military skills, build up their fighting capacity, and restore Masina to its former size of hundreds of men.
"Chief, are they reliable?"
Mumchi asked hesitantly.
He was referring to those so-called brother organizations, against which he and Xie Fuke had dealt many harsh blows in Tsingina Faso.
"It's normal to have disagreements, but those idiots don't understand what unity is. In Niger, besides the Germans, there are also Americans. Only by uniting can we strike a blow against these colonizers, so there's no need to worry."
Hamadun felt that his brother in Niger was reliable enough, unlike the scoundrels in Kinabalu.
They seem quite reliable, but they're more likely to cause trouble. Once he gets there, his plan to lie low might not work.
Regardless of what happens in the future, what Masina needs to do now is to strike the Hair Army hard, to make them suffer a pain they will never forget, and to make them regret provoking them.
To this end, Hamadun obtained two powerful weapons from the black market, and now each of their vehicles has one in the trunk.
This thing isn't expensive with the regular army; you can buy it for a few thousand dollars. But on the black market, the price skyrockets to $30,000 a piece.
However, it's all worth it. The effects of my own ED are limited, and it might not be able to knock off the opponent's turtle shell, but this definitely can.
Having found a place to stay, the remaining members of Masina split into two groups.
A group, under Hamadun's personal guidance, modified their weapons and underwent targeted training.
Another group disguised themselves as civilians and went out on the streets to gather intelligence, such as the frequency and duration of the Haired Army's patrols, as well as the patterns of their setting up temporary checkpoints.
"Buzz"
A convoy of 10 heavy trucks carrying military supplies drove past Mumchi.
It was too unfortunate; they had just arrived in Oga and weren't yet capable of launching a major attack. Otherwise, it would have been wonderful to take down this convoy.
Mumchi was extremely disappointed, but he seemed to spot two tanks on one of the heavy trucks in the middle of the convoy.
The Germans have brought tanks; we must go back and inform the leader immediately.
The group of Masina intelligence personnel hastily withdrew, while the convoy that had just arrived at the camp next to the airport began unloading.
"Look, our own active-duty tanks haven't even been deployed in Afica, yet PMC, a company with no French background, beat us to it."
Humans are generally inclined to watch the spectacle, and as Lance watched the Leclerc on the tablet being driven off, he crossed his arms and grumbled.
He ate a boomerang, and two weeks ago he said Leclerc wasn't suitable for the desert, and they actually brought Leclerc over.
“Lance, won’t the SACMV8X engine overheat in Mari? I remember I read the manual carefully.”
Thomas asked his comrade beside him.
Although they were members of a mechanized infantry squad, they also had some understanding of the armored units that cooperated in the operation, so they had a general idea of the characteristics of the Leclerc.
"Yes, but that's our original Leclerc. This is a Leclerc UAE made for the Alynau people, using the European power pack made by our countrymen. It can be said to be made specifically for desert warfare."
Lance slapped his forehead and said.
He forgot about those wealthy dogs in the Middle East. No matter how good the equipment is, it's just a toy in their hands. He didn't know what Jihuo Defense used to exchange for one, no, two Leclercs and an ARV armored recovery vehicle.
If Lance knew that Xia Yu had traded one Tiger tank for two Leclercs, he would probably be even more disoriented right now.
However, he didn't care about the thoughts of a German soldier, or rather a group of German soldiers. He climbed into the turret of the UAE and, with Hans's guidance, began to operate the vehicle.
Actually, Xia Yu could handle it without any introduction, but that would be too shocking.
"This deployment doesn't rush to install active defense systems and explosive reactive armor kits; I want to see its basic combat capabilities."
He said to Hans beside him.
This is called experimental synthesis, and it can also help Jihuo Defense make money.
Although the old king only gave us the chariots and not the cannons, there are plenty of people from the country!
The military leadership was far more psychologically robust than the soldiers. Upon learning that their partner, PMC, had equipped a Leclerc UAE, they directly transferred 100 rounds of ammunition from their home country.
This is a good thing! They don't have to provide their own vehicles and bear the risks. What's wrong with them contributing some money and ammunition?
Along with some easily damaged parts, they were also shipped over in a container along with the shells.
Xia Yu doesn't need it in private, but he still has to pretend in public. After all, he's getting a girlfriend for free, so why not take it?
"I have to say, this space is definitely more spacious than the T-64B1M!"
"The Leopard 2 is more spacious. The French control the weight of their tanks by shortening them. Another point to mention is their obsession with large-caliber coaxial weapons. I only learned this during my training. The Leclerc's coaxial machine gun is 12.7mm."
Hans had so much to complain about to Xia Yu, and now he could finally let it all out in one go. It had been quite a long time coming for him.
"With only 950 rounds of ammunition, I still prefer the MG3, but the PKT from the T-64B1M would also be fine!"
He still loves squad automatic weapons, but he doesn't even have a thousand rounds left, so his firepower sustainability in combat is a bit lacking.
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