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Chapter 284: Sharp sense of smell, reinforcements descend from the sky

Chapter 284: Sharp sense of smell, reinforcements descend from the sky (please subscribe!)

Seeing that the target was lost in the scope, the sniper's muzzle was slightly downwards and he fired.

The bullet effortlessly penetrated the SUV's thin door and hit the driver's arm.

Not showing your head, right? It's the same thing if you cover your head with a gun.

Even if it cannot kill with one hit, it can still destroy one of the opponent's men and weaken the counterattack firepower.

"Smoking bomb, who the Motherfxxker is going to throw a smoke bomb."

"Sudden~sudden~sudden~~"

The wounded who braked the car were wailing, and some were shouting to throw smoke grenades, while the only two M240s in the convoy also began to fight back at the opponent.

It's a pity that the 7.62×51mm of the general machine is completely suppressed by the 12.7×108mm of the heavy machine.

This moment fully verified that the truth is that the caliber is large. As long as the heavy machine gun on the opposite side can hit the target, every vehicle in the convoy can be penetrated casually.

"Puff~Puff~~"

The firepower in the patrol configuration is not very strong, but they are special forces after all. The Green Berets have a lot of gadgets. Two M18 colored smoke grenades were thrown out, and the ignited smoke agent began to smoke.

Red smoke began to spread in all directions, blurring the outline of the vehicle and creating a visual masking effect.

"Get off the bus, get off the bus, everyone get off the bus."

Commander Johnson immediately shouted over the radio.

"Om~~"

A government army pickup truck behind him ignored him, put it in reverse gear, abandoned the convoy and wanted to retreat to the village.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~~"

The artillery position consisting of two 60mm and two 82mm mortars fired a salvo directly at the old 6 vehicle.

The requirements for mortars to hit moving targets are very high, but if several of them are used together, they can cover an area, let alone an unprotected civilian vehicle.

The retreating pickup truck, which was still alive, was hit by shrapnel from an 82mm anti-personnel grenade.

I don’t know whether it was because the tire was blown out or because the driver had received a lunch box. The car lost control and rolled twice before coming to an inverted stop. The people inside were either dead or seriously injured.

"Bang~bang~bang~~"

"Call the camp, call the camp, the scavenger mixed team encountered an unknown armed attack. The opponent is equipped with mortars and heavy machine guns. Please support, please support!"

After rolling out of the car, the soldiers spontaneously began to fight back on the opposite side, and Johnson immediately contacted the base to request support.

When they were attacked, it was definitely a premeditated and well-prepared ambush. The snipers shot the two vehicles in front and stopped them, while the mortars blocked the back road. They couldn't escape at all. They could only delay as much time as possible and wait for reinforcements. 's arrival

Major Joseph, who received the news at the other end, felt his heart skip a beat because he knew he was doomed.

These cunning extremist organizations!
  Joseph cursed as he contacted his superiors to request air support for his men.

There were too many casualties, and he was afraid that not only would he have to take off his clothes, but he would have to squat in there for two years.

There is no Wuzhi at the drone forwarding base, and there is no MQ-9 in the hangar with bombs ready for takeoff. At this time, they can only ask for help from their ally, the country.

The people from the Mao Kingdom felt very happy. After all, there were not many opportunities like this. Most of the time, they asked for help from the Magnesium Army.

The order was immediately conveyed to Oga's airport. A Mirage-2000D on combat duty left the hangar. After taking off, it turned on afterburner and rushed towards Nezir.

"What happened?"

In the hangar, Wang Kai and Alvin, who were doing maintenance on the F-4K on a mechanical day, asked the engine maintenance officer of Zhaojun.

"It's Ni'er. The people from the Magnesium country are in trouble over there. We must save them."

This is not a secret, or it is still a shameless thing, so the young man said in a savior tone.

"The Magnesians? The Magnesians are quite weak in Afika. They have been like this since the [-]s."

Alvin interpreted the other person's sentence.

"They may be acclimatized, and the Middle East would be more suitable for them."

Wang Kai, who put his gloves back on and got ready to work, complained.

"No, I have to tell my boss. He will definitely be willing to listen."

Alvin picked up his mobile phone and contacted Xia Yu.

"Is there such a thing? Even the people of the Mei country were beaten?"

Xia Yu was indeed willing to listen, but after eating the melon, he realized something was wrong.

The Magnesium Army's operations in the Sahel region are mainly based on training, reconnaissance, and patrolling. They do not attack extremist organizations very frequently, and they do not even look at the armed factions in Nezir.

He didn't have many enemies. He shouldn't have been attacked so quickly like the people from the country. He felt that there must be something wrong with this.

In Xia Yu's understanding, this is actually a matter of priority.

The extremist organizations in the Sahel region can be roughly divided into two factions: Ais and al-Qaeda. In the Middle East, Lao Mei is the main force in fighting them. He can attack the branches of these two groups in Afika, and the country's talents are responsible for the main output.

Unless leaders have a special preference, they will prioritize…

Wait, the leader of the base faction of the Nasserist independence movement, Belmukhtar, regards the countrymen as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.

As soon as his thoughts started to wander, Xia Yu suddenly thought of a possibility.

This group of people has been silent for so long, and Espie was completely eliminated some time ago. Even if they have differences in philosophy, it does not affect the friendship they have fought together.

The other party will never remain indifferent. This is most likely a retaliatory action by al-Qaeda. Anyway, in the eyes of the extremist organization, the people of China and the people of Mei are all in the same group.

The distinction is not very clear at the grassroots level, but the upper levels are not ignorant. Xia Yu seriously doubts that if the real culprit behind the scenes is Belmukhtar, he will probably go crazy and beat them both.

Then the job was straightened out, and he looked very much like Uncle Stirrup.

Moreover, the opponent is very stuck at this time. The election of Lao Mei is at a peak period. It does not mean that there cannot be war during this period, but there will be no big moves.

If they fight together with the people from the country, the pressure they will face will be much less.

As for how to fight together, Xia Yu subconsciously looked out the window. The trail cloud left by the Phantom-2000D had not yet dissipated.

Of course, all this is his guess, and it's probably just an accident!

But as long as possible, it is enough for Xiayu to make some preparations in advance.

"Call Mole, what's going on there?"

Xia Yu switched channels to contact Kuen.

"It's not out of the water yet, but it should be soon. Begonia Rabbit is quite busy over there."

Stay away from the rumbling well-drilling machine, Kuhn responded.

Today is a rest day. As usual, Jihuo Defense will set aside a day to dig wells and conduct free clinics to show the company's goodwill attitude.

Xia Yu was too lazy to follow him, but Paul, the sniper, was always there.

Pair him with an observer to form a sniper team, which can detect the enemy beforehand and eliminate danger in advance.

"Let Tu Xiu and the others come back. There may be a mission. You crew members and Haitang Tu should be more vigilant about safety issues."

With Weasel S3 and Weasel K1 remote-controlled weapon stations, Xia Yu had no problem withdrawing half of the instructor team. Now he had to concentrate his manpower on standby.

"Yes, boss!"

Kuen went to convey the order, while Xia Yu began to put equipment on his body.

So far, less than five minutes have passed.

"Bang~bang~~"

The fighting on the Niger side continued. The driver whose left arm was injured was pulled out of the cab by his comrades, and a Yi Se Lie bandage was used to stop the bleeding.

Fortunately, his right hand was not injured, but now he can only hold the MK23 as the last line of defense.

The difficulty of operating the M4 with one hand is no less than that of operating the AK with one hand. If the firepower is equal, you can try it. But when facing an ambusher's 12.7 heavy machine, holding a pistol is fine.

"Bang~~"

The precision shooter of the team relies on the front of the pickup truck to raise the 7.62mm OBR "sniper" in his hand with one shot. The other side finished aiming, and the mortar gunner who was about to fire fell down.

"Boom~~"

The cannonball that was released involuntarily fell into the barrel. As soon as the fired fuse ignited the propellant, the muzzle of the cannon shifted due to the pressure of the corpse.

"Boom~~"

The shell missed by several hundred meters, which was a good result. If the shell had not been fired successfully, the entire artillery position would have been destroyed.

"damn it!"

"Bang~~"

The precision shooter who failed to seize this opportunity quickly turned his gun and killed the machine gunner in his direction before the heavy machine gun came over.

"Dong~dong~dong..."

The heavy machine gun misfired instantly, just as the deputy shooter was about to take over.

"Bang~~"

The OBR, which has an accuracy no less than that of the M110, knocked down the third target smoothly.

More than 700 meters away, you still have to face a hail of bullets. The M4 carbine is an atmosphere group. The only ones that can effectively output are his semi-automatic sniper rifle and two machine guns, but just when he was looking for the fourth target.

"Crack~~"

A sniper round hit the hood next to him and turned into a stray bullet.

The precision shooter turned around and sat on the ground with his back leaning against the hub, breathing heavily.

The enemy's sniper targeted him. If there was no mistake, it should be an SVD.

Continuous sniper versus continuous sniper is just a confrontation between two camps, old and new platforms.

As long as they can gather enough people for a small team (12 people), in this case the Green Berets are still a bit elite, but if the number is less than 5 and the buff of being ambushed is superimposed, their performance will not be better than that of Ni. How much better are the Japanese and Japanese friendly forces?

In just ten minutes of fighting, half of the 30 government soldiers were lost.

Minus a few more injured people waiting to die, the manpower they can use is not much different from that of a small team.

"Save ammunition, we have to hold on until air support..."

"Boom~~"

Just when Commander Johnson was exhorting everyone, a 60mm mortar shell fell mercilessly.

The fragments of the explosion added more than a dozen wounds to the riddled car body.

Among the extremist organizations, these gunners can be said to be elites, but compared to the regular army, they are still a little behind.

A few dozen meters further, if you control the landing point beyond the car, you can kill three or four targets at once.

"Boom~~"

"Boom~~"

Another 82mm mortar shell fell, narrowly hitting a government truck. The flames of the explosion, after swallowing two black soldiers, lifted the nearest Green Bay member into the sky.

This is the power of artillery. No matter how elite the infantry is, they cannot withstand a shell from ordinary artillery.

"Cairns, kill their mortars quickly."

the commander shouted towards the line of precision shooters.

"Bang~~"

"I'm not Superman."

Keynes raised his hand and shot, killing the RPG shooter who was riding a motorcycle and wanted to sneak around and attack them, and then roared in response.

How could he, a precision marksman who was targeted by snipers, kill four mortar squads? It was enough to give him a heavy machine gun.

"Bang~bang~bang~~"

Others also discovered those mobile troops riding motorcycles. Their RPGs were strapped with 82mm mortar shells, and they must not give the opponent a chance to aim and shoot.

But shooting these people down will not change the shrinking encirclement.

"Sudden~sudden~sudden..."

The M240 machine gun that had been firing suddenly stalled. After firing the last bullet chain, the density of counterattack fire became thinner, making the situation worse.

"Puff~~Puff~~"

"Bang~~"

The last two colored smoke grenades were thrown out, and Keynes took the opportunity to fire another shot, killing a member of the artillery squad who was adjusting Zhu Yuan.

But just as he was about to change positions, a pickup truck with a heavy machine gun in the back accelerated and rushed out of the bushes.

"Bang~~"

At the risk of being hit by a sniper, he fired another shot, successfully hitting the left front wheel of the pickup truck.

The vehicle lost control instantly, and the heavy machine gun shooters on the side of the vehicle were thrown away.

"How many people have we lost?"

Belmukhtar, who was not involved in tactical command, picked up his mobile phone and asked the lower-level commanders.

"There were 14 of them. The motorcycles couldn't get past them. They were all knocked down three to four hundred meters away."

If the mortar warhead is changed, the RPG's range will be reduced accordingly. If you want to hit the target, you must get closer.

There is no machine gun suppression on the side, which directly allows the opponent to perform their due shooting level.

If you make a mistake, you should not be roundabout. It will be better to attack directly head on.

Extremist organizations also progress and grow through constant mistakes, so if they cannot completely eliminate the opponent, they will find that they become stronger and more difficult to deal with.

"It's worth losing twice as many people. That's a dozen Magnesium Army special forces."

Belmukhtar asked his men to relax and not feel pressured.

"But it's been almost half an hour. Why haven't the people from the country arrived yet?"

Old Bei looked at his watch and said.

Xia Yu guessed correctly that the people from the Mei country alone could not satisfy his appetite.

Sahara died at the hands of the "Fa Army", and there was a chance to kill two birds with one stone. Why not let them pay with blood?
  "Boom~~"

The roar of fighter jets rang in my ears.

Here it comes, the savior/target has finally arrived.

Looking at the Phantom-2000D in the direction of the sky, both parties on the ground felt happy.

But after the joy of Green Bay, they suddenly found a problem, how to contact each other.

It is easy to communicate with Wuzhi, but with fighter jets, even if it is your own fighter jet, you must have guidance equipment to point out the direction.

Especially in a situation like this, both sides are pickup trucks and cannot be effectively distinguished in the sky.

This is easy to solve, as long as you change your thinking and let the fighter jets pass through the field at low altitude, the friendly forces will naturally not attack you.

Just throw the aerial bomb into the sky and shoot that person's head.

The pilot who turned the nose of the plane down and started to dive did the same thing.

It's just that this time the opponent didn't play according to the routine and didn't even have a gun to shoot into the sky.

The Phantom-2000D, which can pass through the sky above the battlefield, is about to turn and pull up before diving again.

"Pfft~wow~~"

The tube cover was thrown out, and a single star ignited in the first stage, escaped from the launch tube and shot into the sky.

(End of this chapter)

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