I want to be a warlord

Guo Jingyun's eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and he was holding the mortar tube with both hands. Ever since Wang Zhen gave the order, he couldn't hear anything, and all his attention was on the battlefield!

Undoubtedly, he is the most critical link in the entire battle!
  "Shock bomb!"

You Yongjun grabbed a cannonball with one hand and quickly put it into the running tube. After completing it, he immediately grabbed the second one, alternating his left and right hands, very fast!

Setting off cannonballs is also a technical job!

It seems simple, but the technical content is very high!

The cannonball must be kept at the same angle as the barrel to minimize the vibration caused by the cannonball falling into the barrel and disturbing the angle of the barrel.

If the gun barrel deviates even one degree from the predetermined angle, the impact point will have an error of one meter!

In addition, the speed must be fast enough, which requires Guo Jingyun and You Yongjun to cooperate very closely. After all, Guo Jingyun has to fine-tune the angle and adjust the impact point of the cannon during this process.

The two of them were operating with unprecedented concentration...

"Tear gas!"

Listening to the screams of falling mortar shells amidst the chaotic sounds of the battlefield, Guo Jingyun stared at the battlefield and said, "Stop!"

You Yongjun immediately stopped, finally exhaled a long, held breath, and looked up towards the battlefield.

The drone had just sprayed for three or four seconds, maybe four or five seconds, and the battlefield was in chaos, and Wang Zhen didn't know.

The first mortar shell finally fell, "Boom!"

What followed was a series of huge explosions...

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Dazzling bright lights flashed on the battlefield, but the flash effect was not good, partly because of the smoke bombs blocking it, and partly because the panicked terrorists covered their eyes to avoid the flames.

Fortunately, the shock bombs and huge sound waves can cause eardrum and vestibular dysfunction. In severe cases, they will fall into coma on the spot. In mild cases, they will lose their sense of space, feel dizzy, feel weak, and have weak legs and feet.

Immediately afterwards, tear gas bombs landed.

The explosion was not loud, but the gas began to fill the air. What Wang Zhen didn't expect was that the tear gas burned directly after it came into contact with the open flame...

There was no explosion, and it did not have much tear-inducing effect, but it expanded the burning range!

But the effect is far less than the tear gas itself!
  This was something Wang Zhen didn't expect.

After cursing, Wang Zhen quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie and said, "Guo Jingyun, change to anti-personnel grenades!"

The reaction speed of the mortar was too slow, and Wang Zhen couldn't do it in a hurry.

The only thing that made Wang Zhen happy was that although the hostages reacted much slower at first, they still ran away very quickly. When the flames were sprayed down, the hostages were only 4 meters away from the terrorists, but after a few seconds , this distance is more than 8 meters!

The Luo brothers fired out all the smoke grenades they carried, forming a long smoke barrier that blocked the sight of the terrorists. In addition, the terrorists had no time to take care of themselves, and the hostage casualties were greatly reduced. .

The monitor controlled the drone to quickly turn around and chase after it, spitting fire on the battlefield.

But Wang Zhen was not satisfied with the lethality.

"Display, explode directly!"

"Golden Retriever and Donkey, surround them from both sides and kill them for me!"

After hearing the order, the monitor raised the drone to about 20 meters and suddenly pressed the detonation button.

A bomb with a charge of 2 kilograms on the fuel barrel exploded violently, and a huge fireball appeared in the air. The fireball expanded rapidly, reaching more than [-] meters in just an instant, and then rolled and scattered from the sky. During this period, Debris from the drone was sprayed out at a higher speed.

The two propellers whirled past the bodies of the two unlucky terrorists, bringing out a bloody light. Most of the two unlucky men's bodies were cut open diagonally!

The monitor was thrown away without even looking at the remote control in his hand.

Next to him, Old Liu handed over the bomber's remote control.

For ordinary operations, Lao Liu had no problem, but for such delicate tasks as bombing, he needed to control the bomb's landing point, and a professional player like the monitor was needed.

Only 15 seconds have passed since the first smoke bomb exploded, and only 22 seconds have passed since Guo Jingyun fired his first shock bomb.

22 seconds may seem like a short time, but in this battle, it is extremely long and extremely critical!

Will terrorists cause mass casualties to the hostages?
  Can the hostages distance themselves from the terrorists?

The most critical things all happen in these 22 seconds!

If successful, this assault will successfully complete its mission!
  If he fails, Wang Zhen will use both soft and hard tactics to silence everyone!
  Not counting the US military and CIA, there are still 11 people in the observation group, and Johnny Haddad and Karp can't help but express their opinions. Therefore, without 2000 million, these people will never be able to stop their mouths!

Wang Zhen stared at the screen, looking at the scattered and fleeing terrorists on the screen. He pushed the joystick on the monitor, controlled the drone to dive down, controlled the height at about 40 meters, and quickly pressed the bomb button.

A 4-kilogram pocket-sized aerial bomb with an engineering plastic shell and a small tail fin fell.

Three seconds later, the aerial bomb exploded in the air with a "boom", and with a flash of fire, more than 3 steel balls were sprayed out at subsonic speed, instantly covering all enemies within a 1000-meter radius. The unlucky ones were hit by dozens or twenty steel balls. The steel balls penetrated two or three centimeters into the flesh. The fully released kinetic energy created a larger semi-permanent cavity the deeper they went.

The lucky ones will also be hit by two or three steel balls.

It was as if he had been stabbed by a knife. Although the stab was not deep, the difference was only a dozen or two or three knives. Although it was not fatal instantly, the severe pain and massive bleeding were still unbearable.

Although it is not fatal, the closer it is to the center of the explosion, the faster it will lose its combat effectiveness.

After dropping the bomb once, the monitor felt the drop point and immediately controlled the drone to rush towards a crowded place again.

After adjusting the speed, the impact point control becomes more accurate. A bomb dropped from an altitude of 50 meters can be controlled to have an impact point within a radius of 3 meters.

This is an airburst bomb, and the pursuit of accuracy is never more than enough!
  "whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh"

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

There were explosions one after another, and the steel balls swept away a large area!

No one was killed directly, but most of the 200 or so terrorists were injured, no matter how minor or serious.

Standing next to the monitor, Lao Liu's expression changed back and forth.

The killing range is satisfactory, but the killing power is really weak.

I keep thinking in my mind, if the steel balls are replaced by lead balls, they will quickly deform and release kinetic energy after contacting the human body. The wounds caused will become shallower, but the wound area will become larger. Will this make it more lethal to people?

Or increase the diameter of the steel balls and reduce the number, which will increase the damage, but the density will also be reduced.

Or by changing the shape of the medicine cover, can more of the kinetic energy generated by the explosion act on the steel balls, increasing the lethality?

At this moment, the monitor that had finished dropping the bomb obviously didn't know that there were so many dangerous thoughts in Lao Liu's mind next to him.

As the last airburst bomb was thrown, the first wave of attacks was completely over.

The golden retriever and the donkey had also run out of the forest on both sides, rushed directly into the hemp field, and surrounded the terrorists on both sides.

It is called hemp grass, but hemp is not really as short as grass. The plant height is 1-3 meters. It cannot see too much rain during its growth, so it is only grown during the drought period in winter. At this moment, the growth height is only 1.5 meters. .

From a high altitude, you can see the bent hemp grass in the field, clearly showing the trajectory of the two waves of people, but from the ground, it is difficult to find traces of the golden donkey and others.

Several Dinka people hiding in the cannabis field jumped up and waved vigorously to the running hostages to let them see them. Then they went into the cannabis field to take cover, and then went into the back of the Glorious Defense Position from both sides to hide.

After the first wave of attacks passed, there was a period of firepower vacuum. Only Guo Jingyun's mortars were still firing. After all, it was because of his lack of command experience. He should have let Jin Mao and the others attack earlier!
  Considering that he did not carry much ammunition, Wang Zhen had to ask Guo Jingyun to reduce the frequency of attacks.

But this also gives the terrorists a chance to breathe!

Especially the 20 or so terrorists hiding in the hostage team.

These people were also fooled by the people from Glorious Defense at the beginning. They were bombarded with flames, smoke bombs, air burst bombs, mortars, and the slave workers running around. They were wrapped up in them and could only run forward. .

Otherwise, turn around and go back into the fire or wait for the bomb to fall on your head?

Just because they ran too slowly, the two unlucky guys were killed by the bullets fired randomly by their accomplices behind them!

There was no way, the thick smoke and fire gave no one a chance to distinguish.

Now being greeted into the cannabis field, and the explosions behind them became less frequent, these terrorists finally took a breath, but then they got into trouble.

There are two options next:
  First, run along, throw away the gun, and pretend to be a real slave worker. Of course, there is a risk of being discovered later.

Second, immediately take a gun and start shooting, causing the slaves to fall into chaos, and drive them to continue attacking the glorious defense camp, waiting for their companions to come up and win.

Of course, if it were Wang Zhen, he would never choose any one. He would only sneak away from the side and come out after everything is over.

But the problem is that these gangsters don't have his brains. They are neither illiterate nor have seen the outside world. Most of them can't even use their brains to think, and will only do what they were told before.

More than a dozen people took out the AKMS from behind their buttocks and pointed it at the nearby hostages and pulled the trigger.

The sudden sound of gunfire made Wang Zhen raise his head suddenly, but he couldn't see anything.

The sound was more than [-] meters away, and it was AKM, so it must be a terrorist.

But on the surveillance screen, most of the bombed terrorists who were injured were still in a state of confusion, and very few people launched a counterattack.

Just as he was anxiously controlling the T-30 to return to investigate, he suddenly heard a "bang" gunshot nearby.

It's the M-14, the poet is firing!

What followed was a continuous burst of "bang", "bang" and "bang".

As the gunshots rang out, the intensive AKM gunshots immediately weakened. Wang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, "Poet, report the situation."

"There was a terrorist who was disguised as a civilian and mixed in with the hostage team. He just suddenly opened fire on the hostages around him." The poet once again put the scope on a terrorist in a hemp field, pulled the trigger, and killed him with one shot.

Although these terrorists who had mixed up with the hostage group caught Wang Zhen off guard, their own sight was greatly obscured in the marijuana field. They could not see other people who had mixed in. They were quickly killed and still stood there with their arms stretched out. The neck is looking for nearby hostages.

This strange movement immediately became an eyesore, and he was quickly shot to death by the poet and the others who were hiding in the tree.

After hearing the poet's report, Wang Zhen couldn't help but feel proud after scolding the enemy for being cunning. He had arranged for the poet to lead the team to deal with emergencies early. He was really so damn wise and powerful! (End of chapter)