Chapter 297： Counterattack (3)

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In the eyes of other tank soldiers, being able to drive the "double-headed rhinoceros" is naturally a joyful thing. But in fact, neither the captain nor the gunner who looks after the fire control system thinks this is something to show off. In their view, the military's engineers simply had nothing to do with enough food to make such a heavy tank. It's okay not to fight, but once there is a war, there is no doubt that the "two-headed rhino" will definitely be the opponent's focus. One shot can't penetrate, what about ten shots, one hundred shots?

Also, it is not a good thing to be on duty under the eyes of the brigade commander. They are combatants, not order soldiers. If the battle is won, the credit goes to the assault force and the commander. If the battle is defeated, it will inevitably become the target of the brigade commander. It can be said that grandma does not hurt, uncle does not love.

"What about the missile?" Longfellow roared, pulling his neck.

"The infrared radiation level of the enemy locomotive is lower than our saber-toothed tiger. As for laser guidance, it is not applicable in such a close combat environment."

"Damn! Damn!" Longfellow jumped anxiously. Missiles and artillery cannot be fired, small-caliber guns have no response, and large-caliber machine guns cannot catch up with the enemy's speed. One person, an armed locomotive, turned his entire armored brigade around. This matter has to be passed back to the division. If Longfellow has any face to see people in the future, he might as well take out the paladin m5 on his waist, open his mouth, wrap his tongue, squat, and feed himself.

If there is anything that can threaten the enemy's ultra-high-speed armed locomotives, there are only smart air units such as armed helicopters and combat shuttles. The 288th Division has an aviation combat regiment, but they are stationed in an area farther north of the long-range firepower point. If they want to obtain air fire support, they must get in touch with the division's air force command center.

Nearly a hundred kilometers north of the institute is covered by strong electromagnetic interference, and I want to communicate via wireless devices. That is simply a dream. Now Longfellow can only hope that the laser communication satellite will be in place as soon as possible, so that he can call in the support of the armed helicopter and send the damned guy to hell.

Perhaps Longfellow's prayers worked. When Aros slaughtered the government and the infantry, there was a roar of a turbo engine in the northern sky.

Five "Poison Weasel" armed helicopters approached quickly from the northeast. The sun's rays reflected dazzling glare on the glass windows of the cockpit.

The "Poison Weasel" helicopter is a pure attack aircraft that can provide long-range strikes against armored vehicles and infantry fire support missions. The foldable turbofans above the two wings of the fuselage can provide strong power and stability for the fuselage. There are several honeycomb rocket launchers and 2x4 air-to-ground missiles under the wings. In addition, a 30mm caliber cannon is mounted on a pair of attached wings below the nose. Using the optical sight and data link system on the fuselage, it can not only effectively counter ground armored vehicles and infantry. It can also launch out-of-sight strikes against distant air targets. "Air... air reinforcements are coming?" Longfellow stammered. The "Poison Weasel" came too in time, and it was nothing short of a help. Longfellow felt that he should thank God.

In fact, as early as when the ammunition supply vehicle was bombed and a raging fire ignited, the northern aviation combat group had already taken action. Electronic interference and attacks on long-range firepower positions all show that this is an organized and planned beheading operation. The commanding officer of the aviation combat regiment of the 288th Division is not a sack, and immediately dispatched 4 "Poison Weasel" armed helicopter air support units to respond to the current emergency.

Because of bushes and armored vehicle wreckage, ground weapons are unlikely to pose a threat to vulture chariots. But in the air, the cannon of a different caliber, under the control of the helicopter pilot, forced Aros to gradually move away from the infantry formation of the tank brigade.

at the same time. Under the command of Longfellow, the two-winged Rhinoceros tanks also began to shrink the line of defense, protecting the light units in the center, and cooperating with the "Poison Weasel" in the air to launch intensive shelling of the vulture chariot.

As time went by, the situation of the veterans got worse and worse, but the armored brigade side was greatly uplifted, and Longfellow’s clamor echoed over the battlefield: "Blow me, blast his head, no need to stay alive. The Empire does not Need to be captured."

The gunners in the tank pulled the trigger hard. The "Poison Weasel" pilots opened fire while dispersing. Slowly spread out the formation, pushing Aros into the center of fire.

Longfellow seemed to see the vulture being shot and rolling over. As if hearing the driver's wailing. Through the "two-headed rhinoceros" on-board TV, he fixed his eyes on the veteran for fear of missing a minute and a second. The show is about to begin, and the excitement is right in front of you!

Finally, Aros stopped shooting, but... he did not flee, nor did he raise his hand to surrender. Instead, he raised his pistol and shot a red tracer towards the sky.

When the tracer bomb carried thick white smoke and exploded into a circle of fireworks in the sky, Longfellow was stunned, "What is this guy doing? Calling for reinforcements? Faced with the violent bombardment of 5'Poison's'. And the tank cluster of "Horno Rhinoceros", without the brigade-level ground forces, it would be impossible to do anything. The intelligence department of the military region said that the enemy of the institute is at most some mechanized infantry plus a few mobile vehicles. Strength, what reinforcements are you talking about?"

Facts have proved that Longfellow was scammed by the intelligence department of the own army. What those cheating people say that the enemy is just a group of two-legged mechanized soldiers, but what is the thing that roars from the sky with a pair of wings under the ribs?

Uh...

A huge, piercing and sharp sonic boom came from the southern sky, and three small black dots in front and two behind rapidly expanded. Then Longfellow saw five smoke dragons flying by, coming straight from the sky to the north, as if leaving a string. The arrow slammed into 5 "Poison Weasel" gunships that were driving the vulture chariot into desperation.

Flames exploded in the air, and the powerful destructive power of the mt50 Lanzel missile tore the composite armor of the helicopter. The "Poison Weasel" helicopter was like a long worm that was chopped in the middle, burning fire and falling directly from the air.

The violent winds from the turbines caused the vegetation to sway, and the huge momentum generated by the fall of the fuselage wrecked propelled a long trench on the ground. Five "Poison Weasels" faced a fighter from a long distance without even having time to react. It was blown into a pile of broken copper and iron, which fell on the ground and burned miserably.

Uh...

Like the whimper of the north wind, the Viking fighter turned away. And Aros also took the opportunity to turn around, whizzing all the way to the south.

The gunfire stopped for about 4 to 5 seconds. Longfellow had just come back to his senses, looking at Yiqi Yinlong who had gone away, gritted his teeth secretly: "Chasing! Chase me!"

Electromagnetic interference interrupted the communication, and the enemy's ultra-long-range artillery dropped the long-range firepower. The operation of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger has failed. If it is on standby, the enemy’s long-range artillery will sooner or later fall on the armored brigade. There are only two roads before Longfellow, advance or retreat!

The armored brigade had a total of 2 battalions of more than 900 mechanized infantry. In the exchange of fire just now, more than 150 people were killed by the opponent alone. In addition to these. There are more than a dozen light armored combat vehicles. This is definitely a shame. If he can't break the merits and knock out the enemy's long-range firepower, then his military career will come to an end.

Therefore, he has no choice but to attack! attack!

The vanguard tank company that had been placed by Aros long ago suffocated a sigh of relief. After receiving the order, they squeezed their strength one by one and rushed southward at maximum speed.

...

In many cases, war is like a snowball, and it will get bigger and bigger without knowing it.

At the speed of the vulture chariot. Longfellow knows that the cumbersome "one-horned rhinoceros" will never catch up. His plan is to remove the long-range firepower of the rebels. Having such a record is enough to justify yourself.

Able to attack moving targets fifty to sixty kilometers away, weapons and equipment like this must be extremely cumbersome, and Longfellow has confidence in his armored forces. Moreover, the laser communication network has been half completed, and within a few minutes, reconnaissance satellites in low-altitude orbits will be able to locate targets for armored forces and launch BVR strikes.

Thirty "One-horned Rhinoceros" tanks opened in front of the main station, and the rolling steel peaks were like a powerful road rolling mill. Across the lush green field, continue to get closer to the south.

It took about two minutes to drive. The Pioneer Company in front suddenly noticed a situation where the vulture chariot that should have run out of sight appeared in the field of vision of the optical probe. As if deliberately provoking, hung unhurriedly from the "One-horned Rhinoceros" and aimed a little out of range.

Uncle and Auntie couldn't bear it, and even the lungs of the soldiers were about to explode. That buddy used a single-armed locomotive to break through the forward tank formation in the previous battle and burst the fresh chrysanthemum of the armored brigade. Now that I have played with such a hand again, what is the difference between this guy while running, taking off my pants and saying, "Come on, come on, you can burst my chrysanthemum!"

The captains were full of anger, almost treating the throttle as the testicles of the veterans. The "One-horned Rhinoceros" rushed and jumped with the ups and downs of the terrain, chasing the figure ahead frantically. For a moment, the captains were immersed in the chasing of their prey and couldn't help themselves, which made them very refreshed and consciously let out a sigh of disgust in their hearts.

The gunners swayed the joystick, and only waited a few minutes to get closer, they could make a hole in the **** of the guy they hated. Some people have sweaty palms, which is more stressful than candle nights in the bridal chamber.

Aros was like a shy bride, hiding behind a group of hungry beasts in shock and fear.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I will burst his chrysanthemum."

"Md, run or run, the uncle's things are already hungry and thirsty." The gunner roared forgettingly in the front of the one-horned rhinoceros.

"Hewlett, that guy is a man, you are really serious!" The captain couldn't see it.

"My man? What about my man? Isn't it just one hole less than the woman? I bombarded him and gave him a hole-making operation. Then my brother will send out three holes together."

"... Hewlett, you are simply disgusting."

"I'm not like you. Enema or something is too troublesome. I only have three words in my way of life, wild! Simple! Crude!"

"This is six words..."

"..."

Hewlett stared hard at the back of the vulture, so serious that even if it was a fart, he couldn't hide it from him. Then he saw it. A fart is really a fart. Aros lifted his butt, and a wisp of white smoke sprayed out of Ma Runjia's vent.

Hewlett's eyes circled round and couldn't help yelling: "I x your uncle!"

His voice was very loud, suppressing all the strange calls of the commander.

The one-horned rhinoceros rushed up a small hill, and then flew out. Through the panoramic camera around the car body, the car captain observed a strange scene.

A bulge bulges under the mound. Then, a weird device with a red light flashing at the top was drilled out, and the four legs pressed the ground and bounced. It just flew up, and then affixed the chassis of the "one-horned rhinoceros".

"It...what is it going to do?" The commander's scalp was numb. There is... the chrysanthemum of "One-horned Rhinoceros".

boom!

With a loud explosion, the nearly 9-meter-long, 4-meter-high "Unicorn Rhinoceros" burst open. The cabin was divided into two, and the turret flew into the sky. As for Hewlett and the commander, the whole body was torn apart, not even a complete leg bone was left.

boom! boom!

Immediately afterwards, only two explosions were heard. Two more tanks followed their footsteps.

The Iron Triangle was completely wiped out, and the rest of the soldiers of the Pioneer Company suddenly woke up from the **** battle, feeling cold all over, like falling into an ice cave.

Landmines are landmines!

provocative? Taunt? Show off? Wrong, very wrong. The guy in front didn't mean that at all, he just took the opportunity to smoke a cigarette and buried a few thunders.

Pioneer even the company commander's hand holding the steering column was trembling. Are you still rushing? What if there are still mines ahead? Although it was just a glimpse, he clearly saw the landmine. Drilled out of the soil. Then jumped close to the ground and glued the most fragile chassis of the "one-horned rhinoceros". What a smart mine to complete such a complex series of actions!

Just when the first armored brigade under the 288th division hesitated whether to continue to charge forward, inside the research institute. When the nano-neurorobot injection equipment is running smoothly, Tang Lin's treatment is normal, and she instructs Claire and Tang Yun to take care of them, and Tang Fang returns to the command center alone.

Looking up at the sky, he muttered to himself: "Since Aros has had enough fun, then let's start. Are you going to knock the mountain and shake the tiger? You are not rude and disobedient, you should be trained... …"

The voice fell off. The 30 siege tanks north of the institute moved, and the 180mm plasma concussion cannon turned. According to the coordinates from the Star Orbit Command Center, quickly lock the north n-101. The forward defensive positions of n-102, n-103, and n-104 long-range firepower points.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The violent electric snakes were connected in a few meters above the sky, and the magnificent plasma ball cut through the sky, dragging out long rainbows, like colored ribbons, and suddenly it was colorful.

The roar of the Viking fighters rang through the sky, the roots of the thorns on the surface of the Euglena were erected, and the sensing synapses were operated at maximum power. Numerous data streams were distributed from the Star Orbit Command Center to various combat units.

The siege tank driven by Howson had already switched back to the mobile mode, and the powerful vehicle of the n-101 long-range firepower point had become a pile of tatters. Next, he glanced at the image data on the on-board combat system. With a swipe of the joystick, his tracks rolled over the surrounding large and small craters, and the siege tank quickly drove north.

The offensive momentum of the First Armored Brigade under the 288th Division has weakened a lot compared to before. The one at the forefront has also been replaced with a "Brown Bear" class heavy minesweeper from the "One Horned Rhinoceros" main battle tank. Longfellow really had no choice, he could only do this. The power of the spider mine was too terrifying, and the main station tanks like the "One-horned Rhinoceros" could be shredded, not to mention the infantry.

The Mountain Ghost Commando is a good example, and he has to act cautiously.

Longfellow was not dizzy by the momentary defeat. He was still sober, knowing that the "brown bear" minesweeper was called to open the way.

Longfellow can be called a calm commander, but if he knows that the vulture chariot can only have 3 spider mines at most, I don't know how he would feel.

Shoo, swoop, swoop...

As the tanks moved forward little by little, rainbows suddenly appeared in the southern sky.

"What's that? It's beautiful..." The gunner's voice came from ahead.

"It... they are here." The captain exclaimed next.

Longfellow saw such a scene through the high-power optical probe of the "double-headed rhino". The dazzling, colorful spheres were like raindrops falling into a puddle, and numerous "splashes" splashed out of the infantry cluster behind the tank formation.

Because he was afraid of being killed by Aros, the distance between the front and the two wings of the tank became tighter this time. Correspondingly, the density within the unit area of ​​the light armour is also greater.

This round of volley of 5 siege tanks Soldiers wearing "Guardian Knights" power armor are like dried shrimps poured with a layer of boiling oil. They are all cooked in the blink of an eye. Tender, bright in color, and a scent of fleshy flesh spreads instantly.

Perhaps, when viewed from a high altitude, this is a plate of deep-fried steel crayfish with delicious flavors. However, for Longfellow and the others in the tank, it was hard to bear to look at it, almost nauseous.

In this volley alone, the entire armored brigade lost nearly 300 soldiers and more than 20 light vehicles.

Longfellow's eyes were red. From rushing out of the trench to advancing to this point, he suffered repeated losses. The entire armored brigade, except for the tank unit, was considered complete, and the light armor unit lost more than 50%.

The merits are broken...the merits are broken...there is no credit, but the guilt accumulates. He found that it was like gambling, always wanting to recoup the capital, but ended up fishing and folding himself in.

boom! boom! boom!

The plasma ball with a breath of death once again visited the infantry cluster. Even after suffering, the infantry and light armored combat vehicles have dispersed as much as possible. However, the light armored force was once again hit hard by the precise bombardment of the siege tank. Over a hundred people were reduced, and 5 Sabre-toothed Tigers lost their mobility.