The Second Guards Brigade under Zhou Qingfeng received the assault order and galloped towards the bloody Zelaya battlefield at full speed.
The leader, Father Julio, emerged from the turret. He looked at the meteors falling rapidly in the sky and shouted happily on the radio: "It's time to counterattack. Now turn on the infrared headlights.
Let’s go deal with those bastards.”
As the commander of the vehicle, Julio is equipped with a passive individual night vision device. But the old '59' is too old. During the modification, it was only equipped with an active night vision device and an infrared headlight. When this light turns on, it is simply...
A searchlight in the dark night can see others clearly and expose oneself.
It's just that the armored troops of the "Mexican United Front" that have entered Zelaya are being beaten by terminally sensitive bombs and can't find their way around. Father Julio simply takes a bold risk and at least prevents his people from becoming blind in the night.
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They covered the ten-kilometer journey in twenty minutes. With the infrared headlight's two-kilometer ultra-long sight range, Julio's father could clearly observe the battlefield.
The enemy mechanized infantry that broke into the city were retreating to regroup outside the city. It seemed that thousands of terminally sensitive bombs had beaten them hard, and there were not many armored vehicles left. One of the mechanized infantry broke away from the city and was covered by several armored vehicles.
Try to retreat.
"Load grenades and kill them." Father Julio gave the order, and his three platoons stopped and opened fire alternately, covering each other and advancing each other.
A platoon of four '59s took aim and opened fire quickly. The originally quiet battlefield once again sounded the roar of artillery. The reason why tanks are so powerful is that they have three-in-one firepower, mobility, and armor.
The mechanized infantry on the opposite side obviously didn't realize that an elite force was coming in the darkness, and even the several armored vehicles responsible for covering them seemed unaware. There were even a dozen infantrymen hanging on the armored vehicles to serve as personnel carriers.
When a grenade strikes, the first thing it targets is the infantry hanging outside. A grenade explodes in the dark, and the surrounding area of more than ten meters is immediately cleared, and the infantry is directly blown away. Some of the light armored vehicles will even
The grenade exploded and capsized, bursting into flames.
The ignited fire became the best target indicator.
Father Julio's tank company is still approaching. While reporting his current combat situation to his superiors, he is paying attention to the battlefield situation and commanding his subordinates. "Second Platoon, there is a Stryker opposite you."
As soon as Dad finished speaking, the strongest Stryker on the opposite front opened fire. The 30mm cannon it was equipped with was quite powerful and could even penetrate the main armor of the '59'.
"Aim at it with the whole company, don't give it a chance." After Dad finished speaking, his own car also stopped. The gunner had just knocked off a grenade, and the loader immediately stuffed an armor-piercing round into the barrel.
Within a few seconds, dense firelights continued to light up in the dark night. This was a tank company of fourteen tanks shooting. Grenades and armor-piercing shells continued to bombard the Stryker armored vehicle.
The Stryker, which weighed more than ten tons, did not have very good armor. This unlucky armored vehicle was quickly beaten to the point where it lost its combat effectiveness and was beaten to a pulp.
Without the cover of the armored vehicles, the enemy's mechanized infantry had no choice but to flee. Father Julio's company was still racing at high speed, its churning tracks picking up dust all over the sky, and it galloped to the edge of the city.
The enemy troops that were still wreaking havoc in Zelaya's defensive position were already lying dead on the ground and fled in panic.
'59' opened the way in front, followed by dozens of BTR wheeled armored vehicles. After arriving at the edge of the city, groups of mechanized infantry got off the armored vehicles and followed the tanks and armored vehicles into the city.
A tank was in front, and it had just entered a street in the city. Suddenly, an M60A3 appeared from the corner of the street. Both sides opened fire immediately when they met, but the projectiles were spit out, and the results were different.
The armor-piercing projectile of the '59' was bounced off the M60A3 turret, but the M60A3 easily penetrated the front of the '59' turret.
The loader and gunner of the '59' were killed on the spot. When the commander got out of the turret, he was shot down by the enemy tank's parallel machine gun. Only the driver survived.
"Don't panic, don't panic, the number of enemy tanks is small, we will attack from multiple directions." Father Julio shouted on the radio, and the three tank platoons under his control immediately dispersed.
The M60A3 is quite powerful, but the shells of the old '59' are too poor. It will definitely ricochet when hitting the opponent's front, and it has to be hit to the side to be effective. In fact, it doesn't require too many orders from Father Julio. His tanks just start from
Streets approach from both directions.
The M60A3, which had no companions, sensed something was wrong and quickly tried to escape. It reversed forward facing the direction where the '59' might appear, crashed through several broken buildings and tried to hide in the darkness.
But there are too many '59's, and they are everywhere in the dark night...
The M60A3 retreated into the next street, and a '59' tank platoon had been waiting behind it for a long time. One shot broke the track, two shots hit the fuel tank, and three shots aimed at the weak spot at the rear of the enemy's turret and fired into the soul - the commander of the fire was there.
The radio shouted: "The enemy is finished, look for the next target."
The M60A3 hitting the fuel tank burst into flames, and the surviving members of the turret escaped with the flames. They jumped on the ground and rolled around, and the flames were as hard to get rid of as gangrene attached to the bones.
Father Julio's company advanced rapidly and continuously fired flares into the sky, intending to let the remaining defenders see their arrival. There were still many enemies in the city, but it was difficult to form any offensive, even because they were divided by a large number of '59's.
surrounded and lost organization.
Jonathan, who stayed outside the city, watched the Battle of Zelaya in full. He personally guided the long-range artillery of the "Mexican United Front", watched the defenders' defense lines being smashed to pieces, and personally opened the impact for the armored forces.
Passage, now we still have to experience the tragic situation of our own defeat.
When dozens of meteors appeared in the sky, Jonathan knew that the battle situation was about to change. But he really didn't expect that the power of these changes would be so strong - thousands of terminally sensitive bombs hit the armored troops rushing into the city in one go.
Most of it was damaged and there were heavy casualties.
This is scary enough...
But the legion artillery group following Zelaya actually started to counterattack, directly blocking the follow-up support troops of the "Mexican United Front". The most terrifying thing is that the Aurora Legion watched Zelaya fall into desperation, but at the last moment dispatched more than 100,000 troops.
A mechanized brigade including more than 200 tanks.
"Too many, really too many." Jonathan looked through the night vision goggles at the '59' with its infrared headlights on in the wild, charging like a wolf. This quantitative change led to a qualitative change, directly announcing that it had broken into the city.
The armored forces were heavily surrounded.
Several M60A3s escaped from the city, followed by dozens of '59s. The constant firing of the muzzles made the night as bright as day. No one could survive in this environment.
Jonathan watched the M60A3s being blown up one after another, but he was completely powerless. These '59s were like a pack of wolves that eat tigers. After knocking out one, ten more were able to pounce on them. "It's over," Mo Tong said.
The newly formed Second Armored Division was crippled."
Among the '59' wolves that rushed out, a gray-haired but high-spirited old tank commander stood on the turret of the leading tank. He was grabbing the radio microphone and shouting: "Follow me and continue to charge.
The target is the enemy headquarters fifty kilometers away.