Following the lieutenant colonel's order, the anti-tank guns that had been prepared roared.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
A series of low and rapid sounds sounded, and the sounds of 30mm and 40mm light anti-tank guns continued to sound.
The shells easily penetrated the armor of the tanks not far away. The first tank at the head had not yet discovered the enemy's position. Dozens of small holes were made in the front armor. The crew members inside the tanks were already dead. These few
Black people don't even know what happened.
"Enemy attack!"
"Go ahead and kill them, they don't have tanks!"
"Rush to their position and kill those guys!"
"The enemy is right ahead, speed up, speed up!"
Suddenly encountered an attack, this group of black people were not afraid, but shouted excitedly. In this group of black people's understanding, the enemy did not have tanks, but relied on some equipment to slow down their attack. As long as they could rush into the position
, they can easily kill this group of people.
The black people were not afraid, but continued to accelerate. Fortunately, this area was not a very open plain area. Otherwise, if all the tanks dispersed, the first regiment's position might really be washed down.
"One hundred and fifty meters, rocket launcher ready!"
When the tank entered 150 meters, the American soldiers quickly picked up the RPG and other weapons beside them and aimed at the tank troops that were rushing over.
"Fire, fire, kill them!"
"Kill these guys!"
The black people kept shouting excitedly, the enemy was right in front of them, there were no tanks, they just had to rush over, the tanks could crush the enemy's corpses.
"One hundred meters!"
The soldiers of the first regiment in the position did not panic. They looked at the black tank troops coming towards them. These soldiers calmly stayed at their positions, carrying rockets and waiting for the enemy to die. These tanks could not stop a rocket!
"boom!"
"boom!"
Some tanks opened fire on the first regiment's position. For tanks without night vision goggles, finding targets at night basically tested the observer's eyesight.
"Machine gunner, machine gunner!"
"Straf!"
The black men were constantly communicating, and the machine guns on some tanks were also firing, constantly shooting at the US military positions. However, they had no specific target in mind, and they were just shooting blindly.
Except for a few unlucky ones who were discovered, almost all the ammunition fired was empty, but the black man still enjoyed it and kept looking for the target, but he still pulled the trigger firmly and was unwilling to let go.
"Eighty meters!"
"Fire!"
The observers in the position constantly calculated the distance between the tank and the position. When the tank entered 80 meters, it had reached a distance that could be observed by the naked eye, and the attack command was issued without hesitation.
"Watch your back!"
"Watch your back!"
"..."
"call out!"
"call out!"
"call out!"
"..."
A series of fires and the sound of rockets were heard. More than thirty rockets were fired almost at the same time, passing through the air like meteors and flying towards the tank troops approaching the position.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"..."
More than thirty rockets hit more than a dozen tanks. These old-fashioned tanks could not withstand the rocket attacks and instantly turned into balls of torches. There were also some unlucky tanks whose ammunition compartments exploded. Just now, they were
The tank that showed off its power turned into a pile of spare parts in an instant!
“Well done!”
The lieutenant colonel stared at the sea of fire in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. Do these damn guys really think that they are invincible if they have tanks? They are too young!
"All our tanks exploded!"
"what happened!"
"I have no idea!"
Unlike the excited soldiers of the first regiment, the surviving tanks and the black men in the armored vehicles stared at what was happening in front of them, not knowing what to do. This was beyond their knowledge. They had never encountered such a situation.
"Continue to attack forward and rush into the American positions. Anyone who dares to retreat will be shot!"
The voice supervising the battle behind them came from the headset, which calmed the panicked black people a little. But when they heard the content clearly, they became even more uneasy. It seemed that they were going to die.
More than a dozen tanks can be killed in an instant. Can these tanks and armored vehicles stop them? Many black people have begun to retreat, and the worst is to become deserters!
Over at the First Regiment of the U.S. Army, the lieutenant colonel looked at the black armored troops that had stopped advancing, squinting his eyes and thinking about countermeasures. There was something strange about this group of black troops. They should either continue to attack or retreat, and now they stayed in place motionless.
"Captain, are we going to attack?"
"Wait a minute, don't be in a hurry!"
The lieutenant colonel shook his head. He had no idea what the enemy was doing. If he rushed out now, he might have fallen into the enemy's trap!
"All right!"
The US military is replacing rocket launchers, and there are also a group of soldiers carrying rocket launchers who are always ready to deal with emergencies.
"Has the US military position been locked down?"
In the rear command post, Yu Zhiqian had already smoked six or seven cigarettes, and there was a pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray beside him. Not only Yu Zhiqian, but everyone here was very anxious, waiting for the results of the battle on the front line.
"The firefight has begun!"
When Yu Zhiqian saw more than a dozen red dots disappearing on the command screen in an instant, he already knew in his heart that his troops were at war with the Americans and seemed to be suffering a loss.
Yu Zhiqian had no feeling at all about the loss of these soldiers and equipment. It is no exaggeration to say that these soldiers and equipment may not be as valuable as dozens of American soldiers. Yu Zhiqian could not afford to lose these people.
If Yu Zhiqian needs it, he can now pull out a bunch of cannon fodder from Whale Harbor. These cannon fodder just don't have any combat effectiveness. Of course, the soldiers in Yu Zhiqian's hands do not have much combat effectiveness. They can overturn a tank even if they drive it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Assign the forward position of the mountain division to the artillery unit. Aren't the Americans always proud of their fierce firepower? Let them feel it this time. What does fierce firepower mean?"
Yu Zhiqian squinted his eyes, picked up the communication equipment, and began to issue combat orders: "All artillery units, pay attention, target..., five rounds of salvo, prepare!"
In the artillery unit headquarters, after receiving Yu Zhiqian's order, Commander Zhou Jie quickly sent the coordinates to each artilleryman.
Yu Zhiqian's artillery unit has a variety of weapons, including artillery of various calibers, from howitzers, rocket launchers, mortars, and even some old antiques. However, regardless of whether these items are useful or not, as long as they can fire, they are all mobilized. There are more than a hundred artillery pieces in total, all hidden in a valley.
Some of these artillerymen were black and some were white, and the leading officers were all from China.
"When I was a soldier, I had never seen so many cannons. Tsk, tsk, tsk, we researched this on our own. I guess we don't even see a few of them in the country, but there are still them here!"
Zhou Jie touched an old-fashioned artillery and couldn't help but sigh.
The artillery here can almost open an artillery museum. Almost all the artillery from World War II can be seen. The types and complexity of these artillery can make the logistics personnel cry.
But fortunately, Yu Zhiqian's order was that after firing, part of the artillery could be discarded and only some of the useful ones should be taken away. Otherwise, the transfer would be a huge problem.
In the position of the first regiment, the lieutenant colonel looked at the enemy in front who had stopped moving for two minutes, and found that some black people jumped out of the car and then fled to both sides.
At first, he thought the black people were preparing some conspiracy and asked everyone to be on alert. But when he saw that the black people didn't even have weapons, he realized that it was entirely because he was overthinking that the black soldiers should have been scared away.
"It seems like the black troops are beginning to collapse!"
The lieutenant colonel slowly put down the telescope and whispered something, and then nodded vigorously, as if this was in line with the development trajectory of the matter.
"Let a battalion of people rush over and kill these black people. Pay attention to safety!"
"receive!"
Soon, a team of more than 300 American troops rushed out of the position, taking turns to cover themselves and moving forward. After advancing for some distance, they discovered that these black people were just a bunch of guys who didn't care about their heads. , they were basically running for their lives and no one noticed them.
"Catch a few alive and leave no one alive!"
After the officer finished speaking, he licked his tongue, looked at a fleeing black man, and gave the order to kill him.
"receive!"
All the soldiers screamed excitedly after hearing this. It was obvious that this kind of downwind battle was their favorite, and there were bonuses for killing the enemy. Everyone was very excited now.
When the black soldiers were running for their lives, they only cared about themselves. Some of them were somewhat educated and carried their weapons to save their lives. There were also some who didn't need anything in order to escape. They found a place in a panic and left quickly.
Not only that, there were also some black soldiers who were so frightened that they did not dare to move in place. Like targets, they were killed one by one by the pursuing American soldiers.
But at this time, a dull sound suddenly sounded from the distant horizon, and there was even a strange light flashing across the horizon, illuminating the horizon.
"Is it thundering?"
The first reaction of many soldiers was that there was thunder. These soldiers had never fought in positional warfare and had no idea what this strange noise meant.
In the headquarters of the U.S. Third Division, Major General Bob was listening to the battle reports sent back from the front line by his men. He kept nodding and showed some smiles on his face. Sure enough, black people are still black and they are simply vulnerable, even if they themselves
They were attacked by bombers and suffered heavy losses, but black people still couldn't make a difference.
If we were to use an army from any other country in the world now, the Third Division might suffer heavy losses or even be forced to retreat.
"What is this sound?"
Bob's ears moved slightly, and he heard a strange sound. He had survived a battlefield in East Asia, experienced the baptism of war, and had seen what war is.
"It seems like thunder!"
Bob quickly opened the door of the headquarters, walked out, stood in the open space and listened carefully, and then yelled: "Artillery! Artillery, it's artillery! Get out!"
But by the time he shouted, it was already too late. The shells had already begun to fall from the top of the US military's heads with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
When the sound of breaking through the sky was heard, the soldiers of the first regiment realized that they had been shelled!
"call out!"
"call out!"
"call out!"
One hundred artillery pieces of various calibers, ranging from 155mm howitzers, cannons, large-caliber mortars, and old-fashioned Katyusha rocket launchers, etc., fell from the sky into the US military positions like rain.
"boom!"
A 155mm howitzer shot fell into the position, and the bodies of several American soldiers hiding behind the bunker were instantly lost, leaving only a deep pit and a strong smell of gunpowder smoke.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Viewed from a distance, the US military positions are now constantly lit up with brilliant fireworks, and behind each fireworks are the casualties of several dozen soldiers.
"Help!"
"I don't want to die here!"
"God, help me, I really don't want to die here!"
Accompanied by an explosion and various wailing sounds, the soldiers who were lucky were not killed, but the explosions that kept ringing around them, as well as the air waves and fire generated by the explosions and the sacrifice of their comrades one by one, made them
Very frightened, he dropped his weapon, held his head and kept wailing.
The American soldiers who were in high spirits before were now running for their lives like bereaved dogs.
"Get down, get down! Get down!"
The experienced soldiers lay on the ground, watching some people scurrying around like headless cockroaches, and immediately shouted loudly.
But it was of no use. These soldiers, who had been frightened out of their courage, had only one idea, which was to run, leave this damn place, escape. This place was really too scary, and they wanted to go home, back to the United States.
"boom!"
A shell fell into the crowd of people who were running for their lives in panic. The dozen or so soldiers who were running frantically disappeared in an instant. Only a few pairs of shoes fell dozens of meters away, which represented that their owners had lived.
.
Looking at the sea of fire behind them, the soldiers of the first battalion who rushed into the black tank position lay on the ground and looked at each other. They seemed to be the lucky ones. Less than a hundred meters away from them was a purgatory, and
They were living in paradise. Although there were constant explosions all around them, they were not hit by artillery shells.
"God, what happened!"
These soldiers were lying on the ground whispering, but before they had time to rejoice that they had escaped disaster, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air above their heads, and shells fell from above their heads towards the ground.
"No, damn it, spread out, spread out, these people are crazy, they even bombed their own troops!"
An officer yelled and ran away to the side as if he had lost his mind.
