"Eagle One, Eagle Two, Eagle Three, this is the Eagle's Nest, this is the Eagle's Nest, please answer when you receive it! Repeat, Eagle One, Eagle Two, Eagle Three, this is
Eagle's Nest, please answer when you receive it, please answer when you receive it!"
The crew members of the three bombers were chatting in the public channel. The command center suddenly started calling and immediately stopped chatting: "Eagle received, Eagle Nest please speak, repeat, Eagle received!"
"The 3rd Infantry Regiment was besieged by Iraqi rebels in Tikrit and needs fire support!"
"Eagle One received!"
"Eagle Two received it!"
"Eagle 3 received!"
"The ground target has been marked. Switch to the communication channel of the 3rd Infantry Regiment and request ground precision guidance!"
"receive!"
After receiving the mission, the three bombers immediately began to turn around. Although they were just over Tikrit, they had already flown a long distance during the call. After circling in the air, they began to descend.
high.
"Third Infantry Regiment, this is Eagle One, your friend A of justice, justice will never be late. I heard that you need fire support?"
Yu Yang, who was struggling to hold on, heard a joking voice coming from his headset. The set of communication equipment Yu Yang was wearing belonged to the communications corps, and the communications corps were using heavier walkie-talkies.
Before Yu Yang could speak, Ryan's roar came from the headset: "God, did I hear you right? You guys are really not late this time. Damn it, I love you to death. I need fire support here.
Damn it, we are surrounded by at least three hundred Iraqi guerrillas, send these damn guys to meet their Allah."
"Received, the righteous judgment is coming, please guide me with the Holy Light!" This guy should be a dimensional creature addicted to magic.
"speak English!"
"Okay, the eagle is about to arrive on the battlefield, please provide ground troops with precise guidance!"
"receive!"
"Yu, we need to conduct target guidance on air targets. Makar has a signal transmitter on him. You conduct guidance while we provide fire cover!"
Ryan's loud voice rang out again. Yu Yang took Makar and put down the backpack on his back. He took out something similar to a laptop and handed it to Yu Yang.
"Um? How do you use this thing?" When Yu Yang was a scout, he had experience with target correction of artillery shells and missile guidance, but all he came into contact with were PLA equipment, not US military equipment, and he didn't know how to operate it for a while.
Makar opened the laptop and started running it. After entering a password, he carefully came to a window. Then he stretched a camera connected to the "laptop" out of the window and pointed it at the area where the Iraqi guerrillas gathered outside.
: "Yu, give me cover, I'm conducting guidance!"
After hearing Makar's words, Yu Yang nodded, quickly ran to the first floor with his weapon in hand, and began to suppress the Iraqis on the street with fire.
The Iraqis advanced a bit fast. Under the cover of two armored vehicles, they were less than thirty meters away from Yu Yang and others. This was already a very dangerous distance. It only took one charge to rush to Yu Yang and others.
in front of people.
The marksmanship of the Iraqi militiamen was much more accurate than that of the black men in Somalia. After Yu Yang killed two Iraqi guerrillas, he was suppressed by fire. Several bullets hit the bunker where Yu Yang was hiding, forcing him to
They began to shrink their heads, but Yu Yang's gunshots made the Iraqis advance slower and hesitated.
Ryan's fire support arrived soon. A machine gun blocked the Iraqis' path forward, but it only delayed for more than ten seconds. The Iraqi armored vehicles had already begun to show their power, suppressing the American firepower.
, continue to advance, crushing the living space of the US military bit by bit.
On an armored vehicle in the distance behind the Iraqi guerrillas, a white man observed the situation in the distance with a binoculars. After that, he smiled slightly. His mission was finally completed. He only needed to catch three people later.
You can shoot the captives yourself, and you can complete the mission of killing ten American soldiers.
This white man is also a host, but he has been on this mission for nearly half a month. His mission is to kill at least ten employees of the US military or Blackwater Company. He has killed seven before, and there are only three people left, half a month.
Within months, he had taken advantage of his identity as a host to raise a guerrilla force of several hundred people. The group of Iraqis he saw now were all his subordinates.
"Keep pushing, damn, don't be afraid, there are only a dozen Americans, we have hundreds of people, don't be afraid, press forward!" Seeing that the men surrounding him were stagnant, the white host couldn't help but feel anxious, and felt fierce in his heart.
He cursed these Iraqi soldiers for not living up to their expectations. The entire Iraqi army killed more enemies in one day than they did in half a month.
However, the white host also knows that the advantage of the US military is too great. It is almost impossible to fight a positional war with the Americans with the help of this group of Iraqis and Americans with backward equipment. Yesterday, he secretly observed the Iraqi government from the outside
The army besieged an American company, and the results were disastrous.
If he hadn't run out of time, he would have continued to wait. He didn't want to take action with the Americans at this time. He would wait until the Americans put down all their guard before taking action.
Originally, his plan was somewhat perfect, to quickly eliminate the patrol and then complete the mission, but he did not expect that the American support would come so quickly, forcing him to devote all his troops to it.
The white host stood on the armored vehicle and directed the Iraqis to continue to advance. High above his head, the bomb bays of three B52 bombers slowly opened, and six bombs separated from the bombers and fell at high speed.
When it fell to about three thousand meters from the ground, a red light suddenly flashed at the head of the guided bomb that was falling vertically, and it flew towards the ground at high speed. (Guided bombs rely on gravity and rudder control force to glide to the ground.
Target point, not aviation missile)
"Yu, the guidance is complete, we need to find a place to hide!" Yu Yang, who was on the first floor shooting at the Iraqi guerrillas from time to time, heard Makar's voice coming from upstairs, and immediately threw two grenades from the window.
, ran up to the second floor.
"What did you say?"
"The guidance is completed. Now we need to find a place to hide. The guidance has errors. The target I guided is within fifty meters of us. Maybe a bomb will fall on top of our heads!"
"Damn it! Now I can't get out, what should I do?"
After hearing Yu Yang's words, Makar and Li Tude looked at each other and began to cross themselves and pray for God's blessing.
After seeing the actions of the two people, Yu Yang slapped Li Tude on the head: "Damn it, what are you two doing? God, he is very busy and has no time to listen to your prayers!"
The two looked at each other and shook their heads: "Yu, at this time we can only pray that God hears our call and doesn't let bombs fall on our heads!"
PS: This chapter is an extra update from the helmsman and is given to Hua Xiaoer. I’m sorry to owe you for so long. Thanks for the reward.
