Several 037 "Yellow Water Battleships" bravely rushed into Brownsville's Port Isabel. The twin-mounted 57mm naval guns fired continuously, blasting the weak defensive positions on the shore to pieces.
In fact, before the 'battleship' approached, the security forces on the shore had already fled without a trace. Because there was a huge fleet approaching on the sea, and an hour ago, a J-15 fighter plane came over and shot all over the ground.
of cheap rockets.
Several old-fashioned tank landing ships rushed directly to the shore, and after the hatch was opened, a Type 63 waterway amphibious tank sprang out. Then a wave of Mexican soldiers who temporarily acted as marines accompanied the assault boats ashore, and then...
Then everyone had nothing to do.
The facilities of Port Isabel are very intact, and the transport fleet can easily approach it. After a drill-like landing battle, Father Julio entered the port with an armored force and quickly rushed to Browns, which was 30 kilometers away.
Vail City.
Speeding down the road, Zhou Qingfeng's newly acquired VT-5 is a light tank with only more than 30 tons, but it has a thousand-horsepower engine and a 105mm tank gun. This kind of performance is absolutely perfect for dealing with unknown troops.
enough.
As the armored forces advanced, armed helicopters flew over Father Julio's head from time to time. These temporarily assigned low-altitude killers were responsible for mopping up enemy firepower points along the way. However, there were always some targets on the ground that could escape the aerial sweep.
, this requires the tank to deal with it by itself.
"Papa Julio, we have found an enemy right ahead, five kilometers away from you, a fortress-type target. Be alert." The call from the investigators came over the radio.
Five kilometers away?
Father Julio, who was standing on the turret, quickly grabbed his binoculars and looked forward. He couldn't see anything on the road. But his platoon leader kept asking if he should start a battle formation?
"Damn it, where is the target?" In the telescope, there is a straight road leading to Brownsville, surrounded by endless ground. It seems that Father Julio has not found where the enemy is for more than a minute? The radio is asking urgently.
, he could only allow his tank commanders to move freely.
As soon as they received the order to move freely, the entire tank company dispersed like a joy. The VT-5 driven by a thousand-horsepower engine had far more maneuverability than the old '59' and rushed forward at a very fast speed.
However, before the advance tank company could get closer to the target, several tail flames suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by fire and black smoke five kilometers ahead.
Another report from the investigators came over the radio, "Dad, the target was killed by a drone. Don't worry, with us watching, you can go boldly."
"You bastards, you have taken all the credit for me." Father Julio cursed over the radio, causing a burst of laughter.
The soldiers in the army all respected this legendary tank commander. Everyone felt that as long as they followed the white-haired father, they would always get an advantage. But the father himself was quite sad because he was an old tank commander.
It can no longer keep up with the times.
"This tank is great, but I don't know how to use it." Father Julio patted the VT-5 he was riding in, feeling filled with emotion.
There is a huge performance gap between the VT-5 and the old '59'. The fire control of the VT-5 is completely digital, and it is fast, accurate and ruthless. It is very easy to use. However, operating this tank requires considerable knowledge.
Basics, most people really can’t use it.
The armored force was Zhou Qingfeng's heart and soul. In order to improve the tank crew's learning ability, various strengthening drugs were given out for free.
However, these ordinary strengthening drugs are not effective for older people like Julio. Seeing the young man easily control the advanced tank, he misses the old '59' that he skillfully controls.
When driving the old '59', Father Julio was an extremely brave tank commander with a legendary record. But after switching to the VT-5, he couldn't play with it, and his reaction was always one step slower than others.
The lagging father chased his platoon leader for three kilometers when he heard the gangsters in the front firing non-stop. On the radio, three tank platoons were spreading out and launching attacks in tacit cooperation with each other.
A well-hidden enemy fortification group was not discovered by the armed helicopter. As a result, more than a dozen tanks hit it and immediately took action. After a while, a mechanized infantry battalion caught up behind it, and the mechanized infantry fighting vehicle carried
The infantry dismounted to fight, and the scene became extremely lively.
The battle ended in ten minutes. Our side was unscathed. An M60 tank company ambushed in the fortification group on the opposite side was completely wiped out. The equipment was inferior and the opponent had no chance to resist.
Zhou Qingfeng's right hook to deal with Suzano transported a force from the sea directly across the Gulf of Mexico and into the hinterland of the "Mexican United Front". However, the ambush of a tank company had no effect. This was already a landing.
The fleet encountered the strongest resistance.
After half a year of blood loss, the "Mexican United Front" had long been unable to resist. The landing fleet easily occupied Brownsville, the gateway city to the east of the "Mexican United Front", and everything went much easier than expected.
When passing by those destroyed M60 tanks, Father Julio even felt sad for the unlucky enemy tank crews. These tanks had small holes opened by sub-caliber armor-piercing projectiles, and the explosive reactive armor covering them failed to work.
The members inside were easily killed by the flying debris.
Half a year ago, when Father Julio was driving the old '59', it was like encountering a natural enemy when he encountered the M60, and he could only rely on his numerical advantage to fight. But now..., instead, the M60 was beaten to the point of losing his temper.
The enemy was eliminated, but Father Julio was not happy at all, "Oh, I'm really old. I can't handle this thing. It's time for me to step aside and give way."
The legion has always hoped that this meritorious tank driver would go to the reserve. Everyone hoped that this old tank driver in his fifties and sixties could exit the war alive. In the past, Father Julio felt that he was no worse than a young man and was unwilling to leave the battle.
The front line, but now......
"I really wish I could have another tank battle, but it's a pity that there is no place for me on the battlefield." Father Julio kept sighing as he crossed the abandoned steel tomb on the road. However, the tank company did not stop and kept moving forward into Brown.
In the city of Swale.
The moment he entered the city, my father saw many of his comrades who had arrived earlier cheering. He strangely shouted to one of them: "We won this city easily, right? But do you have to be so happy? You bastards,
There’s still a fight ahead.”
But the tank soldier who was stopped was laughing. He shouted loudly to Julio's father: "No, we're just afraid there won't be a fight."
"Ah..., that bastard Suzano surrendered?"
"No, it's more exciting than this news. Jump to the public radio frequency, the news is playing."
More exciting than enemy surrender?
Father Julio tuned the radio station, grabbed his earphones, and heard the familiar voice of Userman, the Legion’s Propaganda Minister. After listening for a while, his face first became extremely weird, then he became ecstatic, and finally he raised his arms and shouted:
"Wow..., long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live His Majesty!"