"General, it's bad, American support is coming!" A soldier rushed into the room in a panic, making the lively atmosphere very awkward.
"Reinforcements? What reinforcements?" Haldi stood up from his position, panic flashed in his eyes. Originally, everything was in his calculations, but when he suddenly heard the unexpected news, he felt vaguely in his heart.
Something feels bad.
"It's the Air Force, called Corsair One. We just monitored the communications of the Americans. We heard on the public communication channel that the American F22 is coming!" The soldier sorted out his emotions and organized his words.
"Damn, this is Pakistan, not Afghanistan. Have the Pakistanis forgotten the pain of the second India-Pakistan War? The American air force can be allowed to come in so arrogantly!" Haldi suddenly stood up from his position.
stand up.
Big Beard had mentioned this matter to him before, but Haldi didn't take it seriously at all. As a person who lived in 208, of course he knew about the relationship between the United States and Pakistan. Since the end of the second Indo-Pakistan War,
Pakistan became an orphan in the world, and East Pakistan was forced to become independent. Pakistan was full of distrust of the United States. Although there were exchanges, they were only some foreign exchanges, but the US air force had never entered Pakistan's airspace.
"Those damn politicians can do anything for profit. We, Pakistan, have never been a sovereign country. It is better to merge into Asan..." The general of the militants next to him immediately seized the opportunity to promote his own ideas. Pakistan's
The militants are all supported by Asan, and they have always been.
"General, the American air force is coming. I think your troops should withdraw first to avoid large-scale casualties!" Although Haldi was a little annoyed, he still reminded him aloud. He was glad that only one came.
I can still accept the fighter jet. It's just a fighter jet. If it were a bomber, I might have to run away.
In the sky, two air-to-ground missiles streaked across the sky like meteors, crashing into both sides of the valley. The militants and bearded guards attacking below looked at the meteors flying in the distance without any trace of them.
Beware, some people, even like ordinary people, look at the shooting stars and make wishes.
Behind the beauty is death, and the more beautiful things are, the more cruel killings are hidden behind them. Two meteors hit both sides of the valley almost at the same time.
Yu Yang, who was in the middle of the bombardment between the two air-to-surface missiles, felt the vibration for the first time. The huge vibration. The moment the meteor hit the valley, Yu Yang and all the SEALs fell to the ground.
A huge explosion sounded, and people several kilometers away could hear the loud noise coming from the valley. Then two huge fireballs shot into the sky, covering the entire surrounding area.
Yu Yang lay on the ground and felt like he was about to be carried away by the sudden hurricane. Various stones hit him with a crackling sound. After a while, the world suddenly became noisy again.
It's just that this kind of noise is caused by various air waves, the sound of falling stones, etc.
Pulling his head out from the pile of sand, Yu Yang shook his head from side to side and patted the sand out of his ears. At the same time, he looked at Bowerman beside him. This guy was even worse. He probably wasn't lying in a good position.
Falling into the soil like an onion planted upside down
"Bowerman, you can't be so unlucky!" Yu Yang dug him out of the soil with his hands. The guy opened his eyes and looked around in confusion, obviously unaware of what happened.
Yu Yang patted his shoulder, stood up and looked behind him, looking for traces of the militants. The militants who were still vaguely visible just now seemed to have mysteriously disappeared.
Yu Yang put on the night vision goggles and moved towards the rear little by little, looking for militants. He had just received the support of air-to-surface missiles. Now is the best time to attack. Yes, it is an attack. In Olaf's words, an attack is
The best defense!
After walking a few dozen meters forward, Yu Yang saw several armed men lying on the ground with confused faces. They had not yet reacted to the explosion. They were sitting on the ground thinking about life. After Yu Yang saw it, he immediately stopped.
Hesitantly raised his gun and shot to kill these militants.
"Bowman, Bowman, fire again, make sure all the militants are killed!" Yu Yang looked at Bowman behind him, who was also in a daze, and immediately reminded him.
"Oh, okay, got it, sir!" Bowerman shook his head, slowly came to his senses, and started shooting at the corpse on the ground, hitting the head with every shot.
He is different from Yu Yang. Yu Yang was subjected to large-scale artillery attacks or missile support in Stalingrad and Iraq. He is relatively adaptable to artillery fire. For so many years, Bowerman has been a soldier. This is the first time he has air-to-surface missiles.
It was an explosion at such a close range, and I still haven't gotten used to the aftertaste of the explosion.
Yu Yang and others advanced about a hundred meters, and after killing more than 20 militants, they no longer encountered any living militants. The further they went, the more they encountered corpses, all kinds of twisted shapes.
When Yu Yang walked to the center of the air-to-surface missile bombardment, he gasped for air. A huge crater was blasted out of the top of the valley and a mountaintop was created.
"Luckily, it looks like we won't have to worry about the enemy's attack within ten minutes!"
After Yu Yang saw the deep pit, a smile finally appeared on his face. Two air-to-ground missiles completely disrupted the attack of the militants and the bearded guards. If he wanted to reorganize, ten minutes was the shortest time, maybe it would take
longer.
"Sir, all the enemies behind us have been cleared!" It was Ramand who spoke, with a somewhat excited tone.
"Copy that, we're retreating some distance, and the people from the second team should be back soon!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he walked back. The people on the road were carefully looking for Tukes' body. Just now, because of the
The battle was so fierce that Tukes' body was not taken away in time and could only be hidden behind a bunker. However, after searching for a long time, Yu Yang couldn't even find the bunker.
In Haldi's command post, Haldi opened his mouth wide and slowly put down the telescope in his hand. Not knowing how to speak, he turned his head to look at his deputy and then at his general.
The expressions of the two people were just like him, full of shock, as if they had underestimated the Americans, and a round of air support from the Americans had made all their efforts in vain.
"What should we do now?" The general turned his head and looked at Haldi. Is this the power of the Americans? The general has been dealing with the Pakistani military. For the first time, he saw the strength of the Americans, and once again he felt
Retreat thoughts.
ps: I caught a cold playing basketball yesterday and I feel very uncomfortable. Maybe it will happen again at night, or maybe it will only be two updates. Sorry!
