"Don't come here, don't come here!" Several Houthi militants who fell on the ground looked at the tracks approaching them and kicked their legs hard, trying to move back. Some soldiers waved their weapons and let go.
In front of him, he wanted to block T's progress with metal.
"Crack!"
The track made a sound as it pressed against the bones. The Houthi armed soldiers watched helplessly as the tank rolled over their legs, then their lower body and waist.
"ah……"
Screams resounded through the night sky, and the tank's tracks were stained with blood and minced meat. It continued to move forward quickly, and these crushed Houthi armed members only slowed down the tank's speed slightly. Other than that,
It has no effect other than that.
The track paved a bloody path. Before dying, some Houthi armed soldiers took out their grenades and wanted to die with the tank, but this was not a thin-skinned tank from World War II, and grenades had no effect.
However, some soldiers emerged from both sides and wanted to climb onto the tank, but they underestimated the speed of the tank. Some of them fell directly without a firm grip, and many more did not even touch the tank.
"Old Zhao, Old Zhao, are you still alive? Come out as soon as you are alive!"
Rushing to the intersection where he turned before, Yu Yang shouted loudly, followed by Lao Zhao's heavy breathing: "He's still alive, damn, he's a little injured, he'll be here soon!"
Old Zhao was not dead. Yu Yang breathed a sigh of relief and drove the tank in circles. Mr. Old Gu now liked the feeling of emptying the machine gun. After changing a bullet belt, he continued to shoot. Now he died in his hands.
There are not even 100 Houthi members, but 80.
"Hahaha, these bastards asked you to catch me, nnd, am I, Gu Changshun, so easy to catch? Come on, come on again!"
Yu Yang turned his head and glanced at his father-in-law. Well, Yu Yang admitted that he had never thought that his father-in-law was like this, that he could have such a strong and hungry side, and secretly raised a finger for his father-in-law.
Thumbs up.
Lao Zhao limped out from a distance. When Yu Yang saw it, he immediately adjusted the direction of the tank and quickly backed towards Lao Zhao. Just like when Lao Zhao drove before, the tank was basically close to Lao Zhao's nose.
Just stopped.
Lao Zhao grabbed the handrail and climbed up the tank. After entering the cockpit, he glanced at Yu Yang: "As for being so petty, isn't it because I almost bumped into you just now, and now you are scaring me so much!"
"Am I that kind of person? Lao Zhao, you have disappointed me so much that you still don't trust my skills?" Yu Yang said as he quickly turned around, leaving a trail of smoke and dust all over the floor.
The flesh and blood flew away.
All the Houthi armed forces who escaped the disaster breathed a long sigh of relief. The devil finally stopped chasing them. At the same time, some commanders quickly reported the situation here.
"Poof!"
There was a sound of heavy objects being thrown to the ground. After receiving the notice, the senior Houthi armed forces threw things angrily: "It must be those bastards from the Southern Committee. Those bastards must have contacted the Americans. These people are betraying national interests."
Everyone deserves to die, everyone deserves to die!"
The Houthi leader is very angry, really very angry. Everything was fine, Aden was about to be taken, and the Americans would not refuse to agree to their conditions. But now, the hostages are in the hands of the Americans, and the most valuable ones are
The target is still gone!
After calming down for a while, the leader returned to his original position: "How is the situation at the Southern Committee?"
"There is no action for the time being, but we have received intelligence that they have mobilized the surrounding troops and are preparing to fight us to the death!"
"Hmph, notify the frontline troops to hold their position and postpone the advance. How is the situation at the warehouse? Has the American SEAL team been resolved?"
The deputy shook his head: "Not yet, the SEAL team has occupied the warehouse. They didn't rush out, they just stayed in the warehouse!"
After hearing this, the Houthi leader nodded, said nothing, and waved his hand: "Go down first and report to me when there is any new situation!"
"receive!"
The men immediately nodded and retreated, leaving the leader alone in the room smoking a cigar. The Houthi leader's face changed with uncertainty, and finally he shook his head, picked up his cell phone and made a call.
Over Aden, just a few steps after Yu Yang retreated, two helicopters flew over Yu Yang's head. Yu Yang spotted the two guys above him and was startled. Are the Houthi armed forces already so powerful? They all have helicopters.
?
In modern warfare, the most powerful anti-tank weapon is the helicopter. There is no equipment with anti-tank capabilities that can compare with the helicopter.
Moreover, Yu Yang did not install the anti-helicopter equipment on the tank. If it was really a helicopter armed by the Houthis, Yu Yang and others might have abandoned the tank and fled.
He hid the tank in a corner and the helicopter roared overhead. After he lost sight of it, Yu Yang resumed driving the tank and continued to retreat. It seemed that the tank was not here to attack him.
"It's an American helicopter!" John's eyesight was very good. The helicopter passed by in mid-air at night, but John was able to clearly identify the model of the helicopter.
"Black Hawk helicopter?"
"It's not Black Hawk, it's Super Stallion, it should be supporting the warehouse!"
Super Stallion, also called Sea Dragon, is an H53 transport helicopter and the largest helicopter currently operated by the U.S. military. It uses three T64 and GE416 engines and can carry 58 people. The helicopter is nearly 23 meters long and high.
Nearly nine meters long, it is a powerful tool for transporting people.
Soon, two more helicopters flew over Yu Yang's head, and four transport helicopters quickly approached the warehouse. Mr. Gu opened the door and looked at the helicopter, and finally got back: "Xiao Yu, right?
The hostages in the warehouse should be rescued safely, right?"
Yu Yang thought for a moment, looked at his father-in-law, and shook his head: "Not necessarily, maybe half of them can be rescued, maybe not a single one can be saved, and Americans might have to encounter Black Hawk Down again.
Same thing!”
Mr. Gu opened his mouth wide: "How is that possible?"
"There is nothing impossible. American transport helicopters fly over in such a swagger. As long as the Houthi militants have some air defense capabilities, these helicopters will be living targets!"
Yu Yang paused: "And I spent a day among the Houthi armed forces today. I can confirm that the Houthi armed forces have air defense equipment. I hope these Houthi armed forces will not use this stuff!"
"..."
The operator on a radar car in the distance looked at the black spot getting closer and closer, and quickly pressed the red button next to him!
