Extremely fast 'meteors' fell from the sky, hundreds of meters of smoke and dust rose from the ground, and the cheers of flames and the collision of steel officially began.
The propeller fighters of the Legion Air Force once again charged forward against the enemy's anti-aircraft fire. Father Julio on the turret was filled with enthusiasm. He grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly on his command tank: "Boys, follow me."
Ah, kill those sons of bitches over there."
The engine rumbled and emitted black smoke, and the more than 30-ton Lao Wujiu pushed away the temporary bunker and rushed out. In a small town called Teco south of Merida, more than a hundred tanks hidden here were divided into three
Impact arrows and enter the battlefield at full speed.
The tracks are rolling, raising sand and dust all over the sky; the armor is speeding, bringing with it boundless murderous intent.
According to his age, Father Julio should have retired a long time ago. But instead of retiring, this fifty-year-old man refused promotion and still served as the commander of a tank company on the front line. With him on the battlefield, the entire armor
The camp felt like it had a backbone.
As the best tank commander of the legion, Father Julio is a legend. From his earliest days of opposing the legion to later fighting for the legion, as long as there are battles involving tank troops, this old tank commander is basically indispensable.
Armored assault, the formation is quite sparse. Due to the long range of the artillery, the distance between each tank is hundreds of meters or even hundreds of meters. The tanks charging intensively are all staged for good looks.
Father Julio's company has a total of fourteen tanks, with three platoons under its command, plus two command tanks of the company commander and deputy company commander. The entire company launched an attack of nearly one kilometer and charged forward, with the target about a distance away from them.
An enemy tank platoon five kilometers away.
That’s right, it’s more to beat less!
The bait put out has attracted the enemy, and the next step is how to eat the enemy.
It's just that the opponent is very strong. The M60A3's fire control system can detect our own targets from a long distance. This means being the first to discover, fire first, and destroy first. Today's battle is destined to be extremely tragic.
Father Julio didn't like being stuck in a tank with a narrow field of vision. He stood on the turret and observed the surroundings. At this moment, several Super Tucanos were flying in the sky, followed by the two-winged Yun-5.
The fast Super Tucano is the main fighter aircraft of the Legion Air Force. Unfortunately, there are not many such aircraft, and they can only be used to attack the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower. Due to the lack of ground attack aircraft, only heavy-laden aircraft can be transported -
Five' is pulled out and hung with a rocket nest, specially used for plowing.
Seeing a dozen slow-moving Y-5s flying overhead, Father Julio said cheerfully on the radio: "Don't be afraid, young men, our 'nanny' is here to help."
The double-winged 'Yun-5' flies slowly and is a transport aircraft. It looks even more silly when it is attached to a rocket nest. In addition, it often makes guest appearances in its hometown to transport supplies to the armored forces, so it is jokingly called '
nanny'.
Flying slowly has the advantage of flying slowly. The 'Yun-5' with nineteen rocket nests can burn an area of a football field into a sea of fire in one breath, and it is also very accurate. If the opponent's air defense firepower is lacking, ground targets
You can be tortured to death by it.
After running about half of the five-kilometer distance, suddenly a dazzling trajectory of an artillery shell appeared on the opposite side. An old 59 next to Julio's father was directly fired, and the turret was blasted into the sky.
"Damn it, are the Air Force blind?" Julio's father was so frightened that he shrank his neck, followed him, grabbed the telescope and looked in the direction of the ballistic trajectory for a few seconds, and then cursed on the radio: "
Row, row, in front of you at nine o'clock, there is a bush 1,500 meters away."
The four tanks in the front row came to an emergency stop, and several tank commanders also got out of the turret. Lao Wujiu's fire control and sighting were indeed a bit bad, and the distance and reaction speed were indeed inferior to those of the M60A3.
"Load grenades on me and blind the enemy first." Father Julio is very good. He knows that not only is his old tank's fire control poor, but its artillery and shells are also poor. Whether it can penetrate the enemy's front is a matter of course.
The problem is, it’s better to load the grenade and smash the enemy’s exposed sighting system first.
A few rounds of grenades flew out, and the grass hiding an M60A3 immediately exploded into clouds of smoke and dust. The front of the tank exploded, not only shaking the crew inside, but also the gunner.
The driver could not see what was going on outside.
The shot M60A3 tried to exit the grass. As soon as it moved, Julio saw that there seemed to be other tanks hiding behind the grass. "Damn it, there is an enemy tank platoon squatting there."
"The first platoon fired on the spot, and the second and third platoons accelerated forward and went behind the enemy." Father Julio saw that the enemy's tank was even covered with explosive anti-armor on the front. This protective condition was comparable to streaking.
The old five and nine are much stronger.
Realizing that the losses on his side might be huge, Father Julio quickly adjusted the channel to contact the air-ground fire coordinator of the Air Force. He grabbed the radio and looked left and right, muttering anxiously: "Damn it, I'm
Where is it? The 'nanny' who just flew over comes and plows the land quickly!"
"Fire white phosphorus bombs at the grass where the enemy is hiding. Light that area and let it burn. Burn it to indicate the target." As Father Julio spoke, a platoon of his men suffered heavy losses in the exchange of fire.
Two tanks were knocked out in succession.
The flames of the explosion rose into the sky, and the steel tank became a tomb of steel. No one in the tank could escape.
The second and third platoons on the detour sent back even worse news after running less than a kilometer, "Dad, we are in big trouble. The opposite side is not a tank platoon at all. There is a slope behind the grass, and there are at least 10 enemies squatting behind the slope.
A motorized rifle company."
"Didn't we agree that there is only one enemy platoon across from us?" Father Julio himself was also furious. He suffered heavy losses just after the battle and encountered a strong enemy.
The air support was flying around in unknown places, and the number of 'nannies' was not large. They might be taking care of other brother units, or they might have destroyed all the rocket nests and then flew away.
This time you have to rely on yourself!
"Come forward, close the distance, don't fight the enemy tanks head-on." Father Julio couldn't call for air support for a while, so he could only try to shout on the radio whether there were other tank companies around. In the end, he was killed
A self-propelled artillery company from the battalion called over.
The self-propelled artillery, which was crudely modified from a tracked armored vehicle, raised its muzzle and began to fire at close range. The short-barreled 155-caliber howitzer blasted out and four shells flew out.
The grass where the enemy was hiding in front had been ignited by white phosphorus bombs, which became the best reference point. The artillery hidden behind Lao Wujiu fired six consecutive rounds, immediately turning the area into a sea of flames.
The explosion of a 155-caliber grenade is enough to overturn dozens of tons of tanks. Within the explosion coverage, unprotected targets will be killed without any suspense.
After waiting for the shells to plow the ground, Father Julio once again led the team to rush into the enemy's position. He saw that the four M60A3s that had been hiding behind the grass with black guns were all destroyed. One was hit in the face by a grenade; another was hit on the side.
The vehicles were penetrated, and all the crew members were killed; two more were overturned by heavy artillery, and the crew members were killed on the way while escaping.
Without tank cover, the motorized infantry company behind the bushes could not stop Lao Wujiu from attacking repeatedly, so the whole company had no choice but to surrender.
Father Julio drove the tank hurriedly through the battlefield that was riddled with craters. Looking at the M60A3 that was tilted and tilted by the bombing, he cursed: "I can't beat you, why don't you call for artillery?"