Chapter 297： : Dimensionality reduction strike

The placement of roadblocks is also skillful.

You definitely can't just throw some rotten wood or broken glass bottles, if you encounter a hard one, you will directly hit it, and the roadblock needs to use a tripod with a barbed iron sheet behind it and then block the abandoned car!

Even if Hummer is awesome, it has to become SB now!

Captain Klein Moretti saw this, but he was decisive, "Get out of the car, suppress the machine gun fire."

The machine gunner on the convoy fired at the second floor with an M60 general-purpose machine gun.

This is a sharp gun, which has spanned several years, but it is getting more and more demonic as it gets older. In addition, it is easy to replenish ammunition on the battlefield. It is very popular on the front line. The old lover was also reluctant to eliminate her.

The ammunition belt is constantly arching, and the shell casings come out from the other side. These hundreds of bullets are aimed at each other. Even if the militants want to hide in the house with their heads in their hands, can this outrun the bullets?

Isn't it easy for a 7.62mm bullet to penetrate a bone?

"Ah..." A militant on the balcony didn't have time to escape. After being shot, he fell off the railing and hit the ground, kicking up a layer of dust. Get out of the car, hide behind the car and shoot, of course, also load the grenade, and shoot at the target car!

A large number of militiamen and mobs rushed up with AK47s and shot at the convoy.

The pressure suddenly increased, and some rangers fell to the ground before they could dodge and were shot, but when their comrades went to help them, they were greeted with another rocket. In a war zone like Africa, rockets are the cheapest.

It is almost wholesale, and sometimes it is not even as expensive as an AK when the quantity is large. Of course, this can be copied when necessary. It is like Tang Dao monopolizing Russian weapons in Somalia, especially this RPG usually only costs 200 In US dollars, each shell is 40 US dollars, which of course has to be split up and sold. If possible, he is ready to sell the trigger separately.

Captain Klein Moretti hid behind the Humvee. In vain, the ground under his feet was shaking. He raised his head in shock, feeling very bad, and a big guy was reflected in his eyes.

"OMG..."

"Pion! (Peony)!" A ranger exclaimed, all of them forgot to wear headsets, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.

They have undergone psychological tests. To a certain extent, it can be said that their psychological endurance should be one of the strongest group of people, but the big guy who even they are frightened is the 203mm self-propelled artillery—M1975!

The giant bear is roaring!

But such a giant bear is nicknamed: Peony.

Lao Maozi's special hobby is indeed full of bad taste.

This self-propelled artillery began to be equipped with troops in 1977, replacing the original old S-23 180mm plus howitzer. Using a specially designed crawler chassis, the overall structure and layout are similar to the American M-110 type.

It was deployed in front and high command artillery units.

In addition to being equipped with conventional ammunition, 2S7 can also use nuclear bombs. It is a tactical nuclear strike weapon. It has a long range and is powerful. It uses a bomb feeder, which allows for a faster rate of fire. Equipped with tracked ammunition vehicles accompanying the action.

Of course, this is a normal configuration, but of course Tang Dao has no way to get a nuclear bomb for Aidid, but with such a large muzzle, who can stop it in this place where no shit?

The weight is 40 tons, the total length of the gun is 12800 mm, the total width of the gun is 3500 mm, and the total height of the gun is 3500 mm. The engine power is 450 horsepower, the maximum range is 30,000 meters, and the height range is +5 to +60 degrees. Now it is a bit overkill to use it to hit the Hummer?

The driver controlling this big guy was trained by Tang Dao's company. The old blacks deeply remembered the words of the "teachers". Since the problem can be solved by distance, do not engage in contact combat, and this "Peony" It's very fragile, but it can't stand the rocket launcher of the US "Stinger", and it is about 600 meters away to charge!

POOG!

boom!

The militant standing next to him trembled in his legs and almost turned around and ran away. When the sound exploded in his ears, the fear in his heart was amplified. (When Jiang Shan heard the armored vehicles firing, he was so frightened that the birds went limp.)

The shells crossed a beautiful arc and smashed into the US military convoy.

This is completely a dimensionality reduction strike. As the overlord, Ying Jiang finally reflected what is called the difference in weapons. They are located hundreds of kilometers away from the nearest airport, and Aidede bought a batch from Tang Dao. Surface-to-air missiles, with the cunning of the former, must be prepared...

Captain Klein Moretti's pupils shrank, and then he screamed heart-piercingly, "Evade!"

He was holding the gun, and as soon as his thigh muscles were strong, he rushed towards the edge of the house. Of course, he tried his best to place himself in the triangle, so that if he was not killed and the house was blown down, he would not be directly crushed die.

Of course, this is just a survival skill. Whether you can survive or not depends on God.

boom!

The destructive force with a radius of more than 10 meters shook the head of the 2.81-ton Humvee, and the shrapnel rubbing against the body could cut a thumb-wide wound.

Captain Klein Moretti was lucky. He escaped the damage of the shells, but he was so excited just now that he hit his head on a broken rock. It hurts even more when he was hit with a helmet, and his head was still buzzing Yes, the blood on the forehead slid down the corner of the eye, and some got into the eye, the cornea was congested, and it looked very hideous.

"Call for backup! The convoy was attacked, casualties unknown."

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Garrison slammed his fist on the table, the vacuum flask fell to the ground, and the pictures of Eagle Sauce hanging on the wall were flickering coldly. He gritted his teeth and struggled, but he was still helpless. Most of the soldiers in the camp They've all been dispatched, and most of the people left here are pilots from the 160th Special Flying Regiment. You can't let these babes go to the rescue with weapons, can you?

What's the difference between this and sending experience packs?

And the nearest Yingjiang camp is a few hundred kilometers away. When they come, just wait for the corpses to be collected.

Since the inside cannot be relied on, the only thing that can be used now is external force.

"Help me connect to the staff department." Garrison gritted his teeth and said, the staff hurriedly picked up the satellite phone and dialed the exclusive number.

"I'm Admiral Johnny Maltz."

"General, I request to contact the troops of other countries stationed in Mogadishu and ask for their support."

There are peacekeepers in the area of ​​Mogadishu, including Pakistan and India, and now they are the only ones who can help.

General Johnny Maltz on the other end of the phone understood from Garrison's mouth that the battlefield in UU Reading may be more cruel than what he saw. Ascending, his heart sank, "I will be in charge of contacting, but I don't know if they will agree, after all, it is Somalia."

Perhaps because he felt that his words were too "cruel", he thought of a way, "There are many mercenaries in Mogadishu. Before the support comes, we can let them support, and all the expenses will be borne by the headquarters."

Let mercenaries go to support the regular army?

What kind of **** plan is this?

Garrison really wanted to yell, but when he thought of the military rank on the other side's shoulders, he closed his mouth, but he still hung up the phone in a muffled voice with a temper, and then vented, "Damn it , He asked me to find mercenaries for help? At this time, those hyenas have long gone to nowhere!"

"General..." At this moment, a staff officer who came here with Grant hesitated, "Actually, there are indeed mercenaries."

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