Pumi Beng screamed. Someone on the phone reported that Bangkok Airport was attacked by unknown persons. The firepower from the other party was very fierce, and the specific number of people was unknown.
In Pumi Beng's plan, there was no part of attacking the airport. He frowned and was completely confused.
Who is he? Why did he attack the airport?
What's going on with Munado? Why hasn't there been any news yet? Even the envoy he sent has not responded.
Little did he know that both of them had been cremated.
Originally, he could still keep calm and wait patiently in the palace.
But the phone call he just received made him completely confused. He became increasingly irritable and began to feel restless.
After this phone call, about ten minutes later, there was a knock on the study door.
Pumi frowned. He was already very irritable, and he was even more unhappy when he heard the knock on the door. He asked angrily, "What's the matter?"
Outside the study, a servant tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Tianshang: "Your Majesty, there are...there are many big planes coming outside!"
Pumi Beng was puzzled, so he came to the window next to the study and looked out.
In an instant, his pupils shrank, and he saw a large transport plane covering the sky flying over Bangkok at low altitude.
Pumi Beng didn't know much about the models of various aircraft, so he couldn't tell what kind of aircraft it was, but judging from the size, at least it was not small.
After two seconds, he came to his senses and opened a window.
The windows of the palace were very thick, and the air conditioner was on. The windows were closed before. At this time, the sound of a huge airplane engine suddenly came, which made Pumi Beng's ears buzz.
He stared dumbfoundedly at the waves of planes passing by in the sky, and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
A feeling of fear began to fill Pumi Beng's heart. He was trembling and dared not think about where these planes came from and what they were going to do.
It wasn't until all the planes passed over the palace that his brain regained the ability to think.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Pumi Beng's heartbeat accelerated and she murmured: "Is it America or Sulian? What are they going to do?"
Until now, he had never thought that these planes belonged to Du Fei, and he had no idea that Du Fei had such ability.
I thought that the direction those planes were flying over was the Bangkok airport.
Pumi shuddered violently, her mind suddenly clearing, and she had only one thought: no matter who the opponent was, they must guard the airport and not let them land. They must be stopped quickly, otherwise it would be over!
At the same time, the air force was dispatched. Although Siam's air force was weak, there were still a few fighter jets that could take off.
He turned around and rushed to the desk, picked up the phone and dialed quickly: "Hello, this is Pumi Beng, pick me up Bayu Jiangjun... Just now a plane of unknown origin suddenly appeared in the sky over Bangkok. You should immediately dispatch the air force to get it."
Stop these planes for me!...Yes, there are a lot of them...What are you afraid of? They are all transport planes!"
Over the phone, Air Force Commander Bayu Jiangjun also saw the fleet of transport planes in the sky, and his scalp went numb for a while.
Although the Air Force has always been closer to the royal family, compared with the Army and Navy, the strength of the Air Force... can only be described in a few words.
In the military government, the Army has always had the final say, so there is no need to talk about appropriations and funds. The Army directly takes the bulk, the Navy eats a little bit of meat, and the Air Force is left with water.
It just so happens that the Air Force is the most expensive military branch. Without money, basically nothing can be discussed.
The Air Force can only get some extra oil and water from the royal family and capitalists close to the royal family.
But this little fuel and water alone is not enough to make the air force work hard. If something happens, it can just stand up and cheer. If you really want to go up and fight, you have to think about it.
Pumi Beng couldn't care so much anymore. After giving the order to the air force, he didn't care about the other party's response and directly put down the phone and called the airport.
On the other side of the phone, Bayu Jiangjun heard the blind tone and curled his lips, feeling a little dissatisfied with Pumi Beng's attitude.
Calling you "Your Majesty" really makes you look like an emperor.
What bullshit constitutional monarchy? To put it bluntly, isn’t it just a mascot? Why are you pretending to be such a fool with me?
But just think about it in your mind and never say it out loud.
As for Pumi Beng's order, Bayu Jiangjun thought about it and decided to listen. At least he had to show his appearance.
But it's just a show.
Thinking of this, Bayu Jiangjun raised his head and looked into the distance.
That was the direction of Bangkok Airport, and many of the planes that had just flown there were circling over there, preparing to land.
The runway at Bangkok Airport is limited, and it will take some time for more than 20 transport planes to land.
Bayu Jiangjun thought about it and immediately called people to prepare fighter jets.
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At this time, a large number of transport planes flying in the sky also caused panic among the citizens below.
They have never seen such a large-scale aircraft formation flying over the city in recent years. What's more important is that this time they were all flying at a low altitude. It looked like the aircraft was passing by the roofs of some buildings.
This creates a stronger shock effect.
More importantly, people have no idea what's going on. Where do these planes come from? What are they going to do? Are they enemies or friends?
The dark gray paint gives these Y-8 aircraft an even more solemn and oppressive feeling, making people feel panic-stricken.
On the other side, the first Y-8 transport plane at the airport has landed.
With the help of a surprise attack, Eagle led 30 people to occupy the terminal a few minutes in advance, and guided the transport plane to land safely at the critical moment.
But at this time, the airport's security force reacted and gathered more than 300 people outside and inside the terminal, more than ten times the number of people inside Eagle, and were storming to recapture the terminal.
The first Y-8 had just landed and braked suddenly from the runway, making an ear-piercing roar. Before the front landing gear touched the ground, the rubber tires of the rear main landing gear left two long black marks on the ground.
At the end of the runway is the apron, and the rear hatch of the aircraft has been opened.
Before the plane came to a complete stop, the heavily armed soldiers from the special commando battalion rushed out and quickly divided into two directions. One group rushed towards the terminal building, and the other group rushed towards the departure hall.
At this time, the reinforcements from outside the airport had arrived and were about to come in from the direction of the terminal hall.
Of the one hundred soldiers who got off the first plane, fifty were in this direction, performing blocking missions.
At this time, the enemy is outnumbered and the situation is very serious. If we can't resist it and let them rush in and destroy the airport's runway, subsequent planes will be unable to land, and the entire plan will be completely bankrupt.
They must withstand it!
Seeing a large number of soldiers pouring out from the direction of the terminal, the commander of the first company of the special assault battalion was right here, leading a platoon and two squads, running and running, while shouting: "Smoke grenades cover, mortars and rocket launchers."
Get in position, everyone else is here, ready to fight!"
These soldiers are all carefully selected elites, many of whom are veterans of domestic elite units who have picked up guns again after coming to Nanyang.
For these warriors, their current equipment can be described as luxurious.
Upon hearing the company commander's order, the four soldiers immediately drew out smoke bombs and threw them vigorously forward.
With a pop, thick smoke spewed out, forming a barrage that disturbed the line of sight more than 20 meters in front of them and the waiting hall.
The other six soldiers quickly set up two 60 mortars and calibrated the direction very quickly.
The smoke screen in front had just unfolded, and they had already stuffed shells into the muzzles of the mortars.
There were also six soldiers carrying rocket launchers, taking out the rockets from behind.
The remaining people pulled the bolts of their guns with a bang, loaded the five-six-pound bullets in their hands, formed a fighting formation and pushed towards the terminal hall, preparing to use two abandoned tractors to establish a blocking defense line.
There was nothing we could do about it. The terrain at the airport was really flat. It was not a favorable terrain at all. So we had to settle for the next best thing and look for something we could use.
Fortunately, the oncoming enemy is not an elite one and does not have powerful heavy firepower.
These people were temporarily mobilized from around the airport, and Pumi Beng tried his best to protect these people.
There are police, security teams, and soldiers from Okinado. Although their combat effectiveness is uneven, they are superior in number, nearly two thousand people.
If they really charge forward at once, no matter how elite Du Fei's special assault battalion is, they will still be overwhelmed by the numbers.
Fortunately, these people were working on their own and there was no unified command. They came along the highway and were all crowded in the terminal hall.
In addition, the first Y-8 landed in time, and the two mortars fired first. Because they were too hasty, they did not aim, but the shocking effect of the sound of the cannons was certain.
A mortar hit the second floor of the terminal hall, shattering a piece of glass but causing no damage.
The other shot also missed the target and hit the ground, creating a crater. Only one unlucky guy was hit in the head by the blasted cement block and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The other side of the terminal was caught off guard, and for a moment the assault battalion's guns started firing.
The firepower of the Five and Six Charges was quite intensive. Although there were smoke screens, there were many people on the other side. They came out of the exit and their positions were very concentrated. According to memory, they didn’t even need to aim very hard and could just shoot out the bullets to get exclamations and screams.
At the same time, another fifty soldiers moved toward the terminal to reinforce Eagle.
Although the thirty men that Eagle brought this time were elite, they could not withstand too many enemies.
Their operation went smoothly at the beginning. They took care of the airport's security and occupied the terminal building without any casualties.
But ten minutes later, the enemy reacted and began to counterattack, inevitably causing casualties.
It has only been seven or eight minutes now, and five people have been killed. If it were to be delayed for a while, everyone except Eagle would be in danger.
There were hundreds of people besieging the terminal building. When they discovered that reinforcements were coming from behind, they immediately divided their forces to attack them and fought very resolutely.
Bangkok Airport is a strategic target, and the defense here is quite tight. If Thanong had not died suddenly, and Munado had also died, causing command paralysis, there would have been more reinforcements at this time.
Even so, the opponent's counterattack was quite fierce.
The more than 50 soldiers of the special assault battalion who had just got off the plane were fighting an encounter. They had no time to build a defense line, no time to choose a battlefield, and no time to even find a decent bunker.
Under such circumstances, even the most elite warriors are not much better than ordinary soldiers in a hail of bullets.
The two sides exchanged rifle fire, and five or six soldiers of the special assault battalion fell on the spot.
Although the opponent's semi-automatic rifles are not as powerful as the five or six punches, and more people fall down, they can't stand up to the large number of people!
Moreover, the battle inside the terminal was even more intense, and the people around Eagle had two less time to engage in the exchange of fire.
At this moment, the second Y-8 finally landed.
Also taxiing at high speed, the cabin door was opened early, the aircraft braked to slow down, and the speed was still fifty or sixty miles away, when a light wheeled armored vehicle in the cabin suddenly rushed out of the cabin.
Because the plane was still taxiing, the armored vehicle staggered to the ground and flicked on the runway with a crunching sound.
The driver of the armored vehicle bit his collar and stepped on the accelerator. The diesel engine roared and rushed towards the terminal.
The cover of the car roof was pushed open, and the machine gun folded inside stretched out. Then a machine gunner stretched out his upper body, pressed the firing button of the machine gun, and a tongue of flame was thrown from the muzzle, like a long whip, sweeping in.
crowd.
The addition of machine gun fire immediately stabilized the situation at the terminal.
As soon as the armored vehicle came to a sudden stop, the hatch at the back was kicked open, and eight soldiers rushed out like flying from inside.
One of the most conspicuous people was actually holding a 'gas tank'!
The other two people carried a frame similar to the 120 mortar, got off the armored vehicle, and immediately set it up.
After a simple calibration, another person came up to help insert the "gas tank" shell with a long pole on the butt into the gun mount.
Then several people immediately retreated to the side, and a soldier pulled hard on the launch rope.
But there was no movement.
Several people were suddenly stunned. The soldier who pulled the rope blinked and pulled again, but there was no response.
This soldier was young, only in his early twenties. He couldn't help but panicked and looked at a veteran: "Squad leader, I didn't damage this."
The thick accent of Henan Province sounds quite interesting.
The old squad leader was in his thirties and obviously had a lot of experience, but he didn't panic. He glared and said, "I'm so scared, what are you afraid of~"
As he spoke, he strode over, pulled out a multifunctional engineering shovel from his waist, pointed it at the butt of the "Gas Tank" cannon mount, and slapped it hard.
Immediately there was a "boom" and a huge gas tank came out.
Blink falls on the place where the most enemies are.
There was a loud boom, and a large crater exploded on the ground. There was not a single living person within a radius of twenty meters.
The old squad leader curled his lips and said: "The spring inside is loose. Don't panic next time you encounter this situation. If you have a hammer, use a hammer. If you don't have a hammer, look for rocks. Just smash them hard."
The young warrior nodded quickly, this is all valuable experience!
The old squad leader glared: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Go ahead and load the shells!"
However, the arrival of the 'death radius' just now frightened the Siamese soldiers on the opposite side.
They have never seen such weapons of mass destruction.
Originally, hundreds of people besieged the terminal building. Even if they were attacked by reinforcements from behind, both sides still had a numerical advantage.
Who would have expected that the people who got off the plane had no sense of martial ethics and actually used such heartless weapons?
The one shot just now killed more than half of their men and injured them.
How can I fight this~
What's even worse is that a sharp-eyed person took advantage of the smoke bomb being blown away by the wind and saw that the second shot was being prepared.
This is not a matter of life and death...
At the same time, the third and fourth transport planes landed, and in a blink of an eye, more than 200 soldiers from the special assault battalion were on top.
Although it is not equipped with heartless guns, the number of mortars and rocket launchers is supplemented, and the firepower intensity is directly doubled.
In one go, they defeated the people on the terminal building, leaving more than a hundred people who had no intention of fighting and turned around and ran away.
However, before the assault battalion could take a breath, more enemy reinforcements arrived from the flanks of the airport.
From the air, there were more than a thousand people walking along this route, almost the same as in the terminal.
The total strength of the two sides was about 2,500 to 600 people, and the soldiers of the special assault battalion who landed at this time totaled four aircraft and more than 330 people.
Including Eagle's men, there were only 350 people.
Fortunately, by completely removing this side of the terminal, firstly, it can ensure that subsequent planes land, and secondly, the rendezvous with Eagle will make the command smoother.
Eagle is the direct leader of the Special Commando Battalion, an elite force that is not controlled by anyone in Kuching's military hierarchy.
However, after the rendezvous, the situation became more serious.
After more than ten minutes of high-intensity fighting, the opponent came back to his senses and began to use heavy weapons.
Especially the subsequent reinforcements that broke into the airport from the flanks, armed with multiple mortars, created a big hole in the airport runway with just one round of shelling.
At this time, the fifth Y-8 aircraft happened to land. The main landing gear on the left pressed against the crater and bounced violently. The aircraft almost crashed and everyone was killed.
Fortunately, the pilot was very experienced and could handle unexpected situations with great composure and managed to hold the plane down.
But the soldiers in the cabin suffered a disaster. The plane shook violently, causing the soldiers in the cabin to stagger.
Fortunately, he was wearing a steel helmet. Otherwise, if his head were mounted on the cabin wall, a few people would be in trouble.
The plane stopped, the door opened, and the soldier inside was holding back a breath of bad breath.
Dozens of people rushed out to meet the enemy coming from the flank.
With a small number of people like them and no favorable terrain, they would definitely not be able to withstand an enemy dozens of times larger.
But behind them, six soldiers untied their straps and pushed out a big thing from the cabin. It turned out to be a twelve-barreled 107 rocket launcher!
The rocket launcher is launched and the launch direction is immediately adjusted.
Following the six people back to the cabin, the two of them carried a box and threw it on the ground with a clang. They opened the green wooden box and found four rockets placed crosswise inside.
He quickly took out the rocket and stuffed it into the launch tube of the rocket launcher.
Six people, three boxes, and exactly twelve rockets filled the launcher of the rocket launcher.
Then came "Sudden~" a series of flames sprayed out from the tail of the rocket, and all twelve rockets were launched in just ten seconds.
The enemy's skirmish line in the distance has been blown apart.
The killing effect brought by intensive firepower is huge, and the shocking effect is equally huge.
Although there are only twelve rockets, firing them in a short time will give people the illusion of fire coverage.
Coupled with the wails and screams from the injured but not dead, people's psychological defenses are on the verge of collapse.