I want to be a warlord

"The distance is too close!" Johnny Haddad frowned and said: "Once the control is not good, it will cause huge damage. Have you really decided?"

"It takes more than 10 seconds from the launch of a mortar to the landing of the shell. It is impossible for the terrorists to give you the opportunity to determine the impact point, correct it and then launch it again!"

"That is to say, the two of them fired blindly based on their experience. Within 10-12 seconds, if they are fast, they can fire 10 shells. Once there is a gap in the impact point, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"The decision has been made, I have confidence in Guo Jingyun!" Wang Zhen nodded heavily, "Even if I retreat today, these people will still be pushed to the battlefield by terrorists."

"Moreover, if the news spreads, terrorists in other areas will definitely arrest a large number of civilians and then do similar things..." Wang Zhen looked solemn, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

Look dead!

If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!

Johnny Haddad sighed, of course he knew this, but he was a US military officer and would not issue an attack order under any circumstances.

The US military cannot engage in any criticized massacres in public.

After all, the oil content in the US military is still too low...

The Spitfire took off and floated at an altitude of more than 200 meters. The monitor looked solemn. He and Guo Jingyun launched the first wave of attacks at the same time to separate the hostages and terrorists.

The distance between the two groups is only about 3 meters, and the width of the flames emitted by the flamethrower exceeds this range. If something goes wrong, the consequences will be disastrous!

If the Spitfire had to be detonated in the end, then...

Luo Yisheng, Luo Yiyuan, and You Yongjun were equally nervous.

Fortunately for Luo Yisheng and Luo Yiyuan, they fired non-lethal smoke bombs with high fault tolerance. As long as the speed and impact point were similar, it didn't matter even if the terrorists were included.

But You Yongjun, who was operating the mortar, couldn't do it. His hands were shaking now.

Training is training, actual combat is actual combat, two completely different things.

Domestic soldiers are trained very hard and have a high level of combat skills, but there are almost no opportunities for actual combat. This is completely opposite to the US military.

You Yongjun has never participated in actual combat. From the beginning, it was a mission where mistakes were absolutely not allowed. It would be strange not to be nervous.

Guo Jingyun patted You Yongjun on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. I'll operate the mortar later and you'll be responsible for loading it."

The original plan was to use two mortars at the same time, but now You Yongjun's condition obviously does not allow it. Fortunately, with an extra deputy, Guo Jingyun's firing speed can be increased by half, and the firepower is not much weaker.

Moreover, the gun barrel can be manipulated with both hands for higher accuracy.

The poets also spread out, some climbed up the tree, and some ran into the forest, creating angles. The five of them spread out widely, trying to expand the control area as much as possible.

Abed led more than 20 Dinka men on the first line of defense, spreading out around M80.

Golden Retriever, Donkey, Shrapnel, Bigfoot, Skua, Karula and others are also ready.

Whether it is a bomber or a Spitfire, they are very lethal, but they are all explosive and do not have any sustained firepower.

After the outbreak, the second wave of killing still requires Golden Retriever and others.

Wang Zhen will never allow these terrorists to withdraw. According to aerial reconnaissance, there are still more than [-] armed personnel and slave workers and hostages in the village. It is only because the battlefield cannot be unfolded that more troops cannot be invested at once. Invest.

Wang Zhen must take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate them all in the field.

Time passed little by little, and the hostage team was only more than 500 meters away from the battle line. From a distance, the hostages could clearly see the defense line constructed by armored vehicles and Glory Defense. Although they were not smart, they roughly figured out what the terrorists behind them wanted to do.

But, even if I think about it, there is no other way.

If you don't leave, the terrorists will definitely shoot and kill people. They have done more cruel things than this, and there is absolutely no such thing as mercy.

On the contrary, perhaps the assault position may be safer.

Don't blame these hostages for thinking this way.

When a person kills and commits evil for the sake of a better life, that is a personal issue.

When a group of people kill and do evil just to survive, that's a problem in this country.

"Spread out, spread out." As the distance got closer and closer, some terrorists entered the group of hostages and began to drive them toward the hemp fields on both sides, making the human shield's protective surface wider.

This group of people has not experienced formal training, but it does not mean that they do not have rich combat experience!

It's dangerous to gather together densely. This is basic common sense!

Looking at it, Wang Zhen took a deep breath without saying anything. Things were already like this, and he couldn't regret it now.

When they got close to about 300 meters, the hostages were forced by the terrorists to hold the arms of the people next to them, forming a human wall about 70 meters wide, and pushed forward in a curved way.

The terrorists bent down, followed the hostages about 3 meters apart, and stared fiercely at the Glorious Defense line through the gaps.

"Fuck!" Seeing this scene, Wang Zhen's face became even more ugly.

It's too open!

It was expected that the first wave of attacks would cause huge damage, but now it is simply impossible!

"Head, continue?" the monitor asked in the channel.

"Continue!" Wang Zhen said bravely. The T-30's top speed is about 40 kilometers, which is about 11 meters per second. It takes 7 seconds to complete the fire...

It took more than half the time than expected.

"Abed, get ready to shout." "Guo Jingyun, get ready!"

Wang Zhen stared at the screen, which showed the distance between the opponent and himself. After 250 meters, the hostages were already walking very slowly, and the terrorists behind him kept urging.

At this time, the people from the United Nations and the African Union had retreated to more than 200 meters away, and everyone got on the tractors. If there was an accident, they would run away immediately.

Wang Zhen was also anxious, but it was useless to be anxious. It was impossible to hear clearly what was being shouted when the distance was more than 100 meters. He had asked Abed to send three people to lurk in the hemp field about 100 meters ahead. Waiting for the call.

Holding their breath, everyone waited for Wang Zhen's order.

Staring at the screen, Wang Zhen took a deep breath and ordered loudly: "Shout!"

"Guo Jingyun, fire!"

"Monitor, dive!"

Three orders were issued at the same time!

There's no way, the mortar's flight time is too long!

Advancement must be made. At this time, it all depends on Guo Jingyun's skills. He must predict the terrorists' actions in advance and ensure that the shock bombs and tear gas bombs will land on the terrorists' heads within a radius of 10 meter after 12-1 seconds!

The fire-breathing drone also takes time to reach a distance of about 10 meters above the enemy's head.

"Wow..."

Hearing the shouts of the three Dinka men sent out from the front, Wang Zhen stared at the surveillance video to see the reactions of the hostages.

On the screen, the hostages were stunned on the spot, including the terrorists behind them.

It is a matter of life and death. It is difficult to make the hostages listen to a few strangers. Hesitation is the instinctive reaction!

Here's the difficulty, if the hostages don't listen, all plans will fall apart!

1 second……

2 second……

Wang Zhen has never felt that time passes so slowly!

The terrorists obviously reacted faster than the hostages. After reacting, they immediately shouted angrily: "Don't run, move forward slowly!"

As soon as these words came out, most of the hostages subconsciously followed the orders. They had been controlled by the terrorists for such a long time. While they were afraid, they also developed the habit of obeying orders.

Those who disobey orders have become fertilizer...

However, these words also reminded a small number of people that terrorists are also afraid, and they are afraid!

These hostages may not understand what life and death decisions mean, but they understand that this is the only chance to escape from the current situation!

This small group of people have been arrested for a relatively short time and have not yet formed a habit.

This small group of people ran forward as soon as they reacted, but they forgot that their arms were still hooked on other people around them.

This run immediately led the people around him to take a step or two forward. On the surveillance screen, the entire team turned into a wave shape, rising and falling together.

Maybe the terrorists were too nervous, or maybe they were too cruel and easy to kill and couldn't bear the slightest disobedience, so some terrorists opened fire immediately.

"Da da"

"Da da"

Sixty-seven hostages were shot dead on the spot.

The moment the gunfire rang out, Wang Zhen yelled, "Brothers of the Luo family!"

The two men stood up from the trench without hesitation, raised the muzzle of the HK416 in their hands, and fired two smoke stray bullets "dong" and "dong".

Launch, reload, and continue to launch. The action is quick. In just three seconds, the second grenade was fired.

"Boom" "Boom"

The grenade exploded near the crowd, and puffs of smoke quickly spread in all directions.

There were gunshots and explosions again, and the hostages were like frightened antelopes. Fear made them subconsciously run forward, following the several hostages who took the lead in running out.

"Okay!" Wang Zhen clapped his hands fiercely. He didn't expect the terrorists to be so cooperative and shoot directly.

Without Wang Zhen's instructions, the monitor pushed the joystick suddenly and pressed the fire button. The drone suddenly began to swoop down, spraying large flames towards the terrorists' heads.

The diesel fell quickly under the wind of the four propellers. The flames burned on the ground and sprayed over a large area. A lot of the burning diesel fell on the terrorists.

Fire from heaven!

Human instinct is to avoid it!

Screams and screams filled the battlefield!

Even if they were not burned by the flames, just watching the fire-breathing drone flying over would scare the terrorists into fleeing.

Only a few people can persist in firing at the hostages under such circumstances!

As for raising the muzzle of the gun and aiming at the drone...

Without rigorous training and strong willpower, it would be impossible!

Such people are even rarer!

The only problem is that the smoke begins to spread in groups, especially when driven by the airflow blown down by the drone. The smoke spreads faster, causing the monitor that observes the battlefield situation through the drone camera to lose its field of vision!

In this case, he can only spray blindly.

It’s all about feel! (End of chapter)