Keena, the commander of the 11th Infantry Division, Major General Mansu, ran out of the room in a hurry, looking at the missiles that were as dense as rain in the sky, his face was extremely pale.

There was almost no brief missile bombing, and the entire city of Qina seemed like a volcano erupting. Thick smoke covered the sky and the earth, houses collapsed, and the explosion flames turned into fire dragons, devouring every soldier.

A sea of ​​fire, an apocalyptic scene, the entire city of Qina was trembling, and Mansu himself was trembling violently because of the trembling.

After a while, Mansu came back to his senses, grabbed an officer who was running by, and pulled him to his eyes. With saliva spraying, he shouted loudly: "Quick, notify the troops at all levels to retreat, withdraw quickly."

Qina City, if you wait any longer, it will be too late."

The officer who was pulled was trembling and almost wet his pants with fright. He cried out: "General, I have contacted you a long time ago, but we can't even contact the troops in the city."

"What about the troops outside the city? Have they been attacked?" Mansu asked.

The officer nodded quickly: "We have been in contact since the beginning of the attack, and we are currently retreating urgently. General, this is an attack by the Abyeh First Army. Next, they will definitely attack mainly with ground troops. What should we do?"

Of course Mansu understands this truth. Carpet bombing with missiles and then attacking by ground troops. Abyeh's First Army plays the same routine as the NATO coalition forces.

The North Soviet government forces did not have a complete early warning and monitoring system. They could not even provide early warning for such sudden air strikes and missile bombings, let alone defense.

As the outside media have always said, this is not a reciprocal war at all.

"Go, quickly contact Colonel Mahdi in Lusok and ask him to quickly reinforce Qina. At the same time, contact the troops outside the city and detour to several villages south of Qina to defend Abyei's ground troops.

"Mansu ordered.

He looked toward the city, and saw flames reaching dozens of meters into the sky. There was a shocking explosion, and the roar of flames was like the roar of a dragon. If you listened carefully, you could also hear the screams of people.

Of the three regiments and nearly 4,000 troops stationed in the city, only a few could survive such an attack.

Mansu didn't know, he just felt his heart was bleeding.

In the steel flames, the flesh and blood body seemed too fragile.

…

At the Bangzhang frontline command post, an officer came to Saleh. He saluted and reported: "General, the attack is over. All 172 Black Mamba cruise missiles were launched, and a total of 800 rocket launchers were fired."

Saleh nodded with satisfaction. Although he could not see the condition of Qina with his own eyes, he could only imagine that Qina was probably in ruins.

One hundred and seventy-two Black Mamba cruise missiles, each with an explosion radius of about 100 meters. If one hits, a five-story building can be leveled to the ground.

Although the power of the Badger rocket launcher is not great and its accuracy is low, it is more powerful in numbers. The attack range is dense, within a hundred meters, more than a dozen rockets will hit it, and not even a cockroach can survive.

In the past, Saleh was playing with AK and pickup truck heavy machine guns. But now, with cruise missiles and rocket launchers, a town can be razed to the ground with just one order. This is the power of war. What can be more exciting than this?

and exciting things.

"Very good, contact the 101st Regiment to launch a second round of attacks." Saleh ordered in a cold voice with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

…

In the open field, a convoy of vehicles bypassed Kina and headed south.

This several-hundred-meter-long convoy is from the 715th Infantry Regiment of the 11th Infantry Division. After receiving the order from the command post, more than 1,100 combatants from the entire regiment were mobilized urgently and rushed to the camp six kilometers south of Qina.

In a small village, a defensive line was established to defend against the ground operations of the First Army.

The regiment leader Yasir was sitting in a military pickup truck, looking behind him with lingering fear.

On the horizon, the once prosperous town of Kina has become a city of fire. The billowing smoke rises into the sky and hovers over the city of Kina, covering several kilometers in radius. It covers the sky and the earth, creating a scene of the end of the world.

.

Yasir remembered a few people who had gotten together to drink in the city a few days ago. But now, amid the sudden attack, in less than an hour, several old friends were on the road to death.

I felt angry and angry, but more importantly, I felt helpless and desperate.

Yasir subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist. It was a gift from an old man, a large-caliber Sand Eagle. Yasir always liked it and carried it with him.

But Yasir couldn't help but think about how he would face such an attack. Small pistols and cruise missiles were as different as heaven and earth.

If the war continues like this, Yasir really can't see the dawn of victory.

Perhaps, it was destined to fail from the beginning.

Half an hour later, the 715th Group arrived at the reservation location, a small village in the open savanna. Outside the village, there were a few solitary crooked trees and low houses. The village was completely silent, with not a single human being.

After the Battle of Bangzhang, all the civilians around Kina had fled, leaving only deserted villages. Some old people who could not run away had to stay in the villages to wait to die.

Various guerrilla groups also took advantage of the situation, like hyenas smelling blood on the grassland, and madly attacked villages with few people.

Under the chaos of war, there will only be more chaos, human desires will be infinitely magnified, and endless evil and ugliness will breed.

Yasir had no time to sigh. The missile attack on Qina was over. Ground troops would arrive at any time. Yasir still had a lot to do.

Choosing an uncollapsed house as a temporary command post, Yasir quickly deployed his troops, established two lines of defense outside the village, and sent troops to block the main road to Qina.

Just when Yasir was nervously checking the surrounding map, looking for loopholes in the defense line, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound, coming from far to near.

A soldier ran in in panic, pointing to the sky outside the door, too nervous to say a word.

"What's the hurry!" Yasir cursed irritably and walked out of the command post quickly.

With just one glance, Yasir noticed that on the southern horizon, there was a dark patch of blue sky, like vultures, strange things coming in groups.

"That is?" Yasir frowned, not immediately remembering what the hell it was.

The buzzing sound grew from far away to nearer. Each black spot became clearer and clearer. Two thousand meters away, Yasir finally saw it clearly and suddenly realized what the hell this thing was.

The Hummingbird rotorcraft seen at the Qaduli military parade.

It is flexible and versatile, can mount a small machine gun, and fly at ultra-low altitudes. Some descriptions of the Hummingbird rotorcraft flashed through his mind. Yasir's heart skipped a beat, and his brain exploded.

With a sharp slap on the officer beside him who stretched his neck and looked into the distance, Yasir yelled: "Quick! It's an enemy attack, use a machine gun, use a machine gun!"

The North Soviet government also paid close attention to Kaduli's military parade and specifically thought about how to respond to various new weapons.

When it comes to cruise missiles and the like, the North Soviet Union does not have a missile early warning system, so they can only cover their heads and get beaten. But for the Hummingbird rotorcraft, the North Soviet Union government forces consider that the best way to deal with it is to use machine guns.

The Hummingbird rotorcraft does not fly very high. It is only tens to a hundred meters above the ground. In order to maintain flexibility, it is not equipped with bulletproof armor, let alone a machine gun. Even an ordinary rifle can shoot it down.

Of course, the opponent is flying after all, and has four rotors and flexible movements. It can change directions urgently and hover in the air, and the hit rate of the machine gun is not too high.

But compared to other methods, this is already the best response method that the North Soviet government has come up with.

Without Yasir specifically conveying the order, a battalion of soldiers on the first line of defense outside the village had already opened fire, and a series of machine gun bullets were fired out. From time to time, a Hummingbird rotorcraft was hit, emitting black smoke, or

Exploded in the air and fell from the sky.

But compared to the overwhelming number of hundreds of Hummingbird rotorcraft, the loss of a few was really insignificant.

And as the counterattack began, the aircraft also began to accelerate and spread out quickly, like a swarm of wasps, which suddenly exploded their nest and dispersed with a buzzing sound. The whole sky was full of them, flying around in a whooshing manner.

, it makes people dizzy just looking at it, let alone shooting and aiming to fight back.

The first line of defense was about two hundred meters long, with a pickup truck equipped with machine guns as the main bunker. It was being arranged nervously, but now that the Hummingbird rotorcraft attacked, it completely blew up the nest.

On a two-hundred-meter defense line, a battalion of more than three hundred soldiers were in a mess, raising their guns and shooting into the air, but what they shot were nothing but flashing black shadows, and ten of the bullets missed.

At this time, the machine gun mounted on the Hummingbird rotorcraft also opened fire.

The total number of Hummingbird rotorcraft was close to 400, and there were almost 400 machine gunners. They were condescending and sprayed out dense bullets while the soldiers below had no cover.

Although it is moving very fast and there is no accuracy, there are crowds of people below. Where there are many people, a string of bullets can hit a few hits.

Perhaps the machine gun mounted on the Hummingbird rotorcraft is not very powerful, but at such a close distance, tens of meters, a bullet will create a bloody hole, leaving no place to hide.

The screams were endless and blood was everywhere on the ground. This was simply a massacre from high in the sky.

The second line of defense and the machine guns in the village also started firing.

Although the Hummingbird rotorcraft was hit and fell from time to time, compared with the deaths of soldiers on the first line of defense, it was still too light and too few.

Think about it, holding a rifle to shoot a fast-moving wasp dozens of meters away is simply too difficult for someone to do, and you can't even keep up with your sight.

In just over ten minutes, the soldiers of a battalion on the first line of defense went crazy and despaired. They abandoned the bodies of their companions and turned to the village, the surrounding woods, grass huts, and any place they could hide to escape.

Got up.

But is this enough? The Hummingbird rotorcraft has high maneuverability and flexibility, and can strike from high altitudes without any blind spots.

If you run away, the casualties will only be more severe.

At this moment, another torrent of steel rumbled on the horizon.

Dust and smoke filled the sky, and the khaki-colored Bison land robots covered with thick armor appeared in the sight of the 715th Regiment.

A total of one hundred and twenty land robots lined up in a row and charged towards them. It really looked like a tank group charging.
Chapter completed!