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Chapter 714 The real war

The strange roar of the plane, and the huge shadow seemed to pass over Lu Ming's face hidden in the green veil.

When these huge shadows hovered over the head of the Bilton Iron and Steel Bridge, it soon rained like flowers, and small black dots fell from the sky, gradually turning into dandelion flowers and swaying down with the wind.

It was Sonia's paratroopers, which landed on the north side of Byrton Bridge.

Although reconnaissance planes had spotted the garrison at Fort Bielton retreating hastily, they used paratroopers to take control of the Bielton Bridge first.

Even though they knew that the opponent would retreat without a fight, the Sonia first dispatched a reconnaissance plane to investigate, and then the raid paratroopers took control of the bridge.

For skilled war artists, these prudent moves can be learned without a teacher.

Chief of Staff De Bayer was hiding in the green gauze tent just like Lu Ming, with a green willow hat on his head, watching this scene with a stern expression through the gaps in the corn stalks.

More than half an hour later, a rumbling sound came from the south. Although the situation on the wide road in Bilton could not be seen in the distance, it was conceivable that the torrent of Sonia's steel was rushing in this direction like lightning.

Under the scorching sun, swaying hot air evaporated from the armor plates of the tanks, causing the temperature in the steamer-like area to rise rapidly again. Of course, it may be the unspeakable pressure that made De Bayer sweat more and more.

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The long fleet of tanks and armored vehicles is several kilometers away. There is a distance of more than ten meters between two armored vehicles. Hundreds of armored vehicles are driving on the extremely wide road at a leisurely pace. The asphalt road was not built to carry armored tracks. After these hundreds of tanks and armored vehicles drove by, the originally smooth asphalt road was in a mess, like a plowed field.

In the huge and terrifying torrent of armored vehicles, several green off-road jeeps were driving slowly at the speed of the armored vehicles.

Those sitting inside were all senior generals of the third mechanic.

Commander Dickens, an excellent general who graduated from the Imperial Military Academy, lit a cigarette comfortably at this moment.

Ever since the Godstick Group fell into the sand in the Western Regions and the Reston Project failed miserably, the kingdom suddenly operated efficiently.

It is conceivable that the plan to attack the imperial capital would have been aborted long ago if the magic sticks were at work.

The complete defeat of the God Stick Group in the King's Privy Council gave the kingdom vitality.

If the Magic Stick Group still holds a considerable right to speak, I am afraid that in another 50 years, I will not be able to see what the Baiton Bridge looks like, right?

Dickens let out smoke rings happily. Although the speed of the jeep was not very slow and the rising smoke rings were quickly blown away by the wind, he was in a surprisingly good mood.

Be sure to take a photo in front of the Bilton Bridge, the background is the steel monsters passing the bridge, the pride of the kingdom - the scavenger tank chariot.

When Dickens thought of this scene, his heart became hotter, as if it was more enjoyable than venting on the Griffinian girl yesterday.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound of breaking through the air, and then there was a loud bang, and a sweeper not far ahead suddenly burst into thick smoke and paralyzed by the side of the road.

Like a signal, from the green gauze tents stretching for several miles on both sides, one after another rockets whizzing out with thick smoke flew out, and the scavengers and armored vehicles exploded immediately, or ignited fires, or emitted thick smoke. Some soldiers jumped out of the vehicles quickly, and some were silent, presumably all of them were killed in the explosion of armor-piercing shells.

Dickens was quickly pushed down on the car seat by the guards around him. This was his first reaction, and his second reaction was to hurriedly pull the teacher's seat out of the car.

But it was too late. Several jeeps were hit by rockets and exploded one after another. Instead, a jeep that ran wildly escaped.

The soldiers who jumped out of the armored personnel carriers and trucks were at a loss like headless chickens. Although they quickly shot wildly at the green gauze tents on both sides, they looked at the destroyed scavengers around them, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to shoot at them. The green gauze tent launched a charge, but huddled around the vehicle, firing guns indiscriminately. The terrifying weapons ambush in the green gauze tent would blow them into pieces before they got close.

However, reconnaissance planes have scouted this area long ago, and there is no large-scale weapon that poses a threat to the scavengers. So, where did this terrible attack come from?

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Standing beside Lu Ming, De Baier, who was looking at the situation on the asphalt road with a telescope, completely felt that he was in a dream.

The long asphalt road is full of huge tanks and armored vehicles that have been paralyzed with billowing smoke.

The Sonia soldiers were running for their lives in a panic.

Finally, he put down the binoculars and stared at Lu Ming in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but his brain completely shut down. He had too many questions, and he didn't know where to start.

"Chief of Staff, give orders to the [-]rd Regiment and the Tank Battalion to take back control of the bridge. They have at most one paratrooper battalion, and now they are in great panic again. A charge will surrender!"

The indifferent words of the captain of Montenegro made De Baier suddenly wake up, and shouted to the side: "Inform them, launch an attack on the Sonia paratroopers at the bridge!"

The combat staff officer also woke up like a dream, and turned his head to order the communication team carrying the walkie-talkie to convey the order of the chief of staff immediately.

Lu Ming has turned his head to look at the battlefield.

The "Poison Spear" anti-tank individual rocket launcher shined brilliantly in this surprise attack, but it was mainly due to the contributions of the super soldiers.

Today's rockets are not accurate at all, just like the Poison Spear rocket launcher. After the Montenegrin military evaluated it, they didn't even bother to buy it.

Several fatal flaws, first, the design of the rocket fuze is too complicated and particularly sensitive and easy to fail; second, the rocket trajectory is poor, although there is an optical mirror to aim at, but when attacking a target 100 meters away, the accuracy is almost no, all It depends on luck; third, the operation of the rocket launcher is cumbersome and the rate of fire is too low; fourth, the residual heat generated by the combustion of the rocket may burn the shooter's face and hands, and the shoulder rest shooting posture is not safe enough.

However, these flaws become irrelevant to super soldiers.

Three people form a battle group, each group has a bazooka, and it is exclusive.

They also spent a lot of money on training them, shooting real rockets again and again, so that they could feel the trajectory deviation of their own rocket launchers.

Each group has fired many rockets, and some rockets have to start from scratch. Later, Qing'e simply added reinforcements to the equipment and used the special alloy they trained. These are of course astronomical investment, but if It’s not these talented super soldiers born for war. As ordinary soldiers, no matter how much live ammunition training is done as much as possible, it is difficult to achieve satisfactory shooting accuracy. Every time they train, the rocket launcher is on the shoulder The upper angle is slightly different, the posture is slightly different, and the feeling of ballistic deviation is out of the question.

Under the operation of these super soldiers, these most basic individual rocket launchers can be regarded as equipped with anti-tank guided missiles in advance.

In fact, if the Sonia hadn't been completely terrified by such a surprise attack, if their infantry immediately assembled into a brigade and launched a charge against the ambush in the green gauze tent, their own side would have to retreat quickly.

But now, an infantry anti-tank battalion has completely defeated an integrated mechanic of the Sonia.

It seems that there are still senior officers who have not died and have ordered to retreat, and the remaining armored vehicles are turning around and fleeing in embarrassment.

On the highway, the number of armored vehicles that were destroyed or damaged by Pawo exceeded hundreds.

When De Bayer leaned over in a daze, Lu Ming smiled: "How about the Poison Spear anti-tank bazooka, isn't it effective? It just takes a long time of live ammunition training, and the cost is like throwing money into the sea."

Naturally, I want to advertise my bazooka and sell it at a high price, but if it is in your hands, because of the lack of training time, if it doesn't have such power, then it has nothing to do with me.

Not only to sell it to the Griffinians, but also to set up a mysterious arms dealer in the West Montenegro Fort to use Denitz as a broker to sell the bazooka to the Sonias, but this kind of channel will cost even more. After all, the mysterious arms dealer broke through various joints to smuggle and sell this secret weapon from the Western Regions to prospective enemies. The risk was too great, and the cost of bribing important figures in the Principality of Montenegro was astronomical.

(End of this chapter)