Don't talk about martial arts, I'm a war contractor

Chapter 61 Take the Entrance, Enemy Dynamics

"咻~~咻~~"

The doe leaped across the sky, and Hans pulled the launch button at each launch window without haste.

The rocket pod on the short wing on the left fired rockets one by one, and the aim was probably within 10 to 20 meters of the infantry.

"Boom~~Boom~~"

Each explosion represents the irregular sputtering of 2000 dart fragments.

The individual kinetic energy of this thing is not as powerful as a point of 22. After the number can be stacked, the effect is very impressive.

They can't protect their limbs with body armor, let alone they don't have body armor yet.

Let's shout, thank Anka Laotie for the rocket, we are not lonely on the road to Huangquan.

I have to ask why I am not lonely, because 40 rounds can be sent to a company.

"Mongoose, there is still a mortar position over there, let me wipe it out along with the machine gun defenses next to it."

Xia Yu saw two mortar platoons directly under the rebel infantry battalion.

A total of 6 60mm small water pipes, paired with two heavy machine guns, is also a good target.

"Yes, Captain!"

The nose adjusted its direction, and the two fully loaded UB32 rocket pods began to roar.

"Shhhhhhhhhh..."

In less than 1 minute, 64 S-5 rockets poured out, and the positions and fortifications instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

After finishing work, Xia Yu controlled the plane and Anka nodded, and then started to return.

Gatling didn't fire a shot, because the rebels had few worthwhile targets in this area.

Little Anka built a pergola with her hands, with an unconcealable smile on her face.

Because it was a probing attack, he didn't intend to take down the entrance to the city today, but Xia Yu gave him all the meat.

"Clean the battlefield, and the infantry chariot will pay attention to the buildings on both sides, and open fire if there are rebels outcropping."

"Yes, battalion commander!"

If you get 30, you have to drink a bottle of wine.

After returning to the tent, Xia Yu went straight to the refrigerator.

Pulled out two chilled cans of the classic 1903 and tossed one to Hans.

"It tastes good, but it would be better if it was more bitter."

Hans took a sip and commented sharply.

"Then August will suit you, I still like 1903."

Xia Yu also took a big gulp, and his heart was instantly chilled, and his heart was soaring.

After winning the entrance to the city, their crew will soon enter the urban area to fight. That is the real test.

"Mr. Anka's logistics has live ducks, how about we have beer ducks tonight?"

Xia Yu was thinking about how to fight the war, but his gunner only thought about what to eat tonight.

"That's great, mine needs to be spicier!"

Well, life is so magical and enjoying the moment is the most important thing.

"Do you have sour radish? It's also delicious with sour radish..."

As night fell, Xiayu and the others had good food and wine, but the rebels in Bomatu were a bit bleak.

"Damn Hind, we've lost two more companies today, so there's nothing we can do to take it down?"

"Brigade Commander, I have arranged ambushes in advance for the tall buildings near the position, but the opponent is too cunning, and he doesn't approach at all."

In the office, the black major and the black colonel were talking.

There is no brigade-level unit in Bomatu. The brigade commander was promoted by Panaka after the expansion of the rebel army.

"I have already applied for the needle type in the direction of Panaka, but after the Hind, this Anka's attack speed is too fast, don't let the missiles reach our troops before they are shot down by him."

There are no stingers, only needles.

Using Soviet portable air defense missiles to attack Soviet armed helicopters, Xia Yu never dreamed of such an honor.

"Where's the Third Light Tank Battalion, are they here?"

The major asked the brigade commander about friendly troops.

He was the battalion commander of the infantry battalion in Bomatu.

After learning that his friend Sarang was wiped out by the group, he has been under a lot of pressure these days and urgently needs the support of friendly troops.

"It's coming, but don't count on them too much in battle."

"The tonnage of Anka's weasel chariot can catch up with others' main battle. Where did this guy get the domestic product?"

Even now, no matter how slow the rebels are, they still know some information about the Anka infantry battalion.

Even if you don’t know the model of the tank, you can take pictures and read it online, but it’s really tricky to see the specific data.

The firepower of the partial division is so fierce. Could it be that Bomatu is Busa's main attack direction?
Panaka's T-72 should be allowed to deal with these tanks, even if the tonnage exceeds 40 tons, it will not be able to withstand a single 125 shell.

The brigade commander just thought about it, and the T-72 had to be kept to deal with Busa's T-64B1M.

But it was also lucky, Wu Kelan missed the appointment and owed 15 cars, otherwise he really couldn't handle it.

The brigade commander was a little early to be happy. There is also a ghost T-64B1M on the Bomatu side of the western line. Without the T-72, I really can't handle it.

"I don't know, they added a bulletproof grille to the tank today, blocking an RPG-7."

The major introduced today's battle report.

Rockets are dead, and anti-tank missiles must be used.

"I remember that there are still 10 rounds of competition in the warehouse. They seem to have less than 10 weasels, and try to kill them all."

The brigade commander issued the latest combat order.

Just get rid of that Hind, get rid of the most threatening weasels, and Bomatu will be fine.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of thinking. If it is not Xiayu, Anka and his son will definitely make a move.

No, they don't come here at all.

Father and son are like businessmen better than soldiers, and they will never stud if they are not sure enough.

During World War II, both of them were able to compare with the devil's Osaka division, and they were very shrewd.

To deal with Osa, it is because they are in Kongluga, but what is the matter with Bomatu shutting down an infantry battalion of them!
It was Xia Yu's intrusion that gave them confidence, and they continued to increase the size to achieve today's situation.

"Yes, Brigadier!"

After saluting, the major took the order and left.

No one has touched those missiles after they have been put into storage, and he has to organize manpower to learn how to use them, so as not to shoot them wrongly.

The more afraid of what, the more and more.

The major named Ke Ang found 10 clever and quick-witted infantrymen who were proficient in operating RPGs.

He looked at the manual and groped while teaching, and the students were confused.

"Major, this thing is much more difficult than RPG."

Once an elite RPG shooter, now an anti-tank cadet complained to Cohen.

"RPG can't penetrate other people's infantry vehicles, you can only use this!"

Ke Ang's tone was also very helpless.

They are not without PG-7VR warheads with tandem warheads.

However, because this thing has too much charge, its flying attitude is not as stable as that of ordinary RPGs, and it is also restrained by bulletproof grilles and reactive armor.

He hit it a few times, but the angle was wrong, only the front warhead was blown, and the rear was just like a display.

Cheap goods are indeed a panacea, but if you want to be more professional, you can't do it without increasing your budget. Only missiles have the effect of hitting the soul.

Of course, if the training of personnel is not in place, it will be useless to miss the shot.

There are so many people present, that is, Ke Ang himself is more reliable. After all, he went to a military academy and has a little background.

In contrast, the overall quality of the rebel army's soldiers was much lower than that of Anka's infantry battalion, that is, the level of mutual pecking with Busa.

Although family ugliness should not be publicized, but at the wine table, Xia Yu heard Meng Qiao yelling at the insects in the air force.

A few helicopters were lying in the hangar, and the only attack aircraft squadron was filled with PMC pilots.

Good guy, this can all be outsourced, Xia Yu's career is promising!

(End of this chapter)