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Chapter 549 Modern Warfare

An hour later, in the command room.

"The target has been identified, the enemy has arrived at Ahashiri and is assembling."

"The enemy has a large number of vehicles, including howitzers, mortars and homemade artillery shells."

"Electromagnetic interference has been activated, and the tracking signal is good."

"The conditions for attack are ripe, we can act!"

Bai Gou took over Su Haier's position and assumed the role of a staff officer in transmitting battlefield information. After hearing his words, everyone in the command room turned to look at Chen Chen.

Now, as long as Chen Chen gives the order, the attack on ISIS armed forces will be launched immediately.

The intelligence is complete, the equipment is powerful, and the personnel are well prepared and mobilized.

There won't be any surprises, nor should there be any.

Chen Chen didn't hesitate for even a second and immediately gave the order:

"start to act!"

"Yes! Let's get started!"

At the command, all combat units immediately took action.

At this time, more than ten fighter jets in the air all received the order and began to move towards the target airspace.

In just a few tens of seconds, the flight altitude continued to decrease. From the pilot's perspective, they could already see the targets on the ground below through the porthole.

The densely packed armed personnel were like ants huddled together - of course, this was just an exaggerated metaphor.

In fact, in order to guard against air strikes, the absolute distance between these people is still relatively far. Even with intensive bombing by high-yield bombs, it is impossible to produce a devastating and overwhelming killing effect in one round of attack.

However, this is not important anymore.

Because the goal of this air strike is not to kill people, what they have to do is to destroy all the enemy's heavy weapons!

"The target has been identified and the data has been updated."

"Bombing preparations complete."

"Understood. Bomb preparation is complete. Release."

After a brief exchange, the leading four MiG-4s dropped eight precision-guided bombs.

The 500-kilogram bomb flew towards the ground with a shrieking sound, and a moment later, it exploded on the ground with earth-shattering power.

"boom!"

The air mass from the explosion was as high as ten meters. The wind pressure stirred up smoke and dust, shattering everything at the center of the explosion.

Immediately afterwards, the second round of air-to-ground missile attacks followed.

The ISIS militants' artillery was covered by the explosion before they could be deployed. The hot air currents overwhelmed the temperature brought by the sun and sent all those who tried to fight against them into hell.

“Assess the effectiveness of the strike.”

"Understood. The target has been destroyed. Prepare for the second round of strikes."

"Fly around and regain the attack position."

"Understood. Follow the lead plane and fly around."

Led by the Su-27, the fighter formation flew across the battlefield at a speed of more than Mach 1.5, and after a rapid pull-up, it made a large-angle turn.

Afterwards, the fighter planes in the formation dived down and dropped all the remaining bombs on the ground targets that had already been locked.

On the screen, the explosions were like colorless flowers blooming in the desert. Chen Chen watched it all indifferently, and a strange feeling inexplicably arose in his heart.
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This may be the norm in modern warfare.

In the past few years, he has always been on the battlefield in person. Even if there is long-range firepower or air fire support, he must be the "battlefield commander" who rushes to the front with a gun and always uses his bullets to solve problems.

The casualties of both the enemy and friendly forces would inevitably cause fluctuations in his heart. These fluctuations accumulated together made him consider the significance of every order and every tactic more carefully.

However, the situation is now completely different.

He was more than 50 kilometers away from the battlefield, and even the attacking fighter jets were several kilometers away from the enemies on the ground.

Such a distance made the bloody smell of killing completely disappear. Those targets that were still moving were just "moving targets".
This feeling is very dangerous, but also extremely fascinating.

Chen Chen took a deep breath and continued to give orders:

"Air formation prepares to evacuate."

"Rainbow, maintain altitude, maintain electromagnetic suppression, and continue to provide cover."

"clear."

The drone operator replied simply, and by then, all the fighters in the air had exhausted their ground attack methods and began to leave the battlefield at high speed.

A few portable anti-aircraft missiles were launched into the air, but for the fighter jets that had already turned on the afterburner, the deterrent power of these missiles was almost non-existent.

"Artillery preparation."

"Carry out a blanket strike on the target area."

"Received. Artillery ready."

"Adjust the coordinates and conduct a covering strike."

Through the radio waves in the void, the order was quickly transmitted to the front line.

The artillery reconnaissance team, which had been well prepared, immediately transmitted the latest coordinates of the high-value target to the rear. The artillery guidance team specially set up by Chen Chen immediately carried out the calculation, and then converted the calculation results into the most intuitive data and output it to the real artillery operator.

This method of operation naturally slows down the reaction speed of the artillery, but it achieves the optimal indirect artillery effect while ensuring the hit rate.

"boom!"

An explosion sounded, and the response came again.

“First hit!”

"Adjust the shooting parameters as follows."

This haphazard artillery unit unleashed an astonishing power. 120 mortars, 105 howitzers, 155 howitzers, 107 rockets, and even two 200mm howitzers that Suhail had treasured for many years fired at the same time. The not-so-dense shells fell on Ahashili, turning the entire battlefield into a sea of ​​fire.

This time, the effect of casualties far exceeded that of air strikes.

The fragments swept across the flat ground like a storm. Within the explosion radius of dozens of meters, the militants wearing only light protective equipment were cut down like leeks.

Blood, debris, and broken limbs were flying everywhere. Some people hid in bomb craters in despair, but were hit by shells that happened to land at the same point.

His body turned into a bloody mist and disappeared into the air without a trace of his remains.

In just a few tens of seconds, the number of militants gathered in Ahashiri was reduced by more than 10%.
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400 casualties.

This is just the first round of shelling!
"Armored assault company prepares to attack, artillery fire spreads around the target area to limit the enemy's range of activities."

"Understood, the Armored Assault Company is ready to attack."

"The infantry company follows up and quickly forms an encirclement."

"Understood. The infantry company will follow up and form an encirclement according to the predetermined combat plan."

"The special operations team is preparing to withdraw. Abandon the operation and assist the infantry company in attacking!" "Received. Abandon the operation."

The order was given and each combat unit took quick action.

The armored assault rushed out with billowing smoke and dust, heading straight for the battlefield.

Before they arrived, these armored vehicles with various functions had already launched their first round of attack.

Fire on the move.

Under the guidance of advanced fire control radar, their hit rate is even not inferior to that of artillery in distant positions!

After a round of salvos, in just a few minutes, the armored assault company had reached the designated position one kilometer away from the battlefield.

Instead of continuing to advance, they quickly dispersed to occupy the commanding heights, and with the help of long-range artillery fire that was already beginning to become somewhat powerless, they continued to suppress and shrink the enemy's space for movement.

With no air units to attack, the operator of the 630 gun found a wonderful angle to make up for the elevation defect of the rotary machine gun. Then, this gun, which was originally designed to intercept high-speed aircraft, began to tilt its iron rain towards the ground.

The enemy's defensive positions were destroyed before they were even established, and their overconfident anti-tank missiles were easily intercepted.

In an atmosphere of despair, the ST-3 self-propelled howitzer vehicle began to rely on its distance advantage to target the enemy's hastily built fortresses one by one.

Every shell it fired meant the death of several or even dozens of lives.

Those brick and stone bunkers were vulnerable to the 122mm artillery fire. After the smoke and dust cleared, only ruins and broken bodies were left.

At this time, four infantry companies had arrived at the battlefield.

The special operations team that the Dongfeng Corps originally planned to use for the decapitation operation did not seize the opportunity, but this does not mean that they cannot play their due role.

24 elite soldiers among the elite established a firing point on the high ground, like a reef in the huge waves, suppressing the enemy team of more than two hundred people.

With their support, the infantry company quickly established a loose line of defense on the periphery of the battlefield. With the arrival of more combatants, this line of defense was continuously reinforced and eventually became indestructible.

The dense gunfire finally rang out.

Before the battle began, Chen Chen had readjusted the firepower configuration of the infantry company, replacing the excessive light and heavy machine guns with precision sniper rifles.

The result on the battlefield proved the wisdom of his adjustment this time. Although the suppression power decreased, after close combat, the rate at which the enemy was reduced in number instantly climbed to a new peak!
On a modern battlefield, if gunshots are heard, it often means that the battle is likely to be over.

That's exactly what happened.

Under round after round of heavy bombing and the joint attacks of armored vehicles, aircraft and artillery, these JD militants who had not undergone real brutal training quickly collapsed and their command systems all failed.

They were still trying to break out, but without the most crucial command, their actions were as disorganized as headless flies.

On the other hand, on Chen Chen's side, every soldier knew clearly what they had to do.

The grassroots commanders and the highest commander did not lose contact for even a second. If Chen Chen wanted to, he could even give an order like "machine gun position move forward 5 meters"!
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Of course, he didn't do that.

His instructions were quite clear and simple.

"Helicopter coming in."

"Artillery fire converges on the center of the battlefield, and the armored assault company moves forward."

"Infantrymen take turns to cover the advance, narrow the encirclement, and prepare to clear the area!"

"understand!"

At this time, Ahashiri.

Baghdadi watched in despair as his adjutant, whose throat was cut by shrapnel, died at his feet. He wished he could pick up his gun and go out to fight the enemy, but his reason told him that this was completely impossible.

Air Force, Artillery, Armored Vehicles.
No one knew where these things came from, but it was obvious that they were the main force of the government army entrenched in Tabka Air Force Base.

but why?
Why are they here?
According to the intelligence provided by their allies, they were still conducting ridiculous training day after day in the base, their planes were still parked in the hangar, and armored vehicles were still parked next to the runway!
How did they appear in two places at the same time? Didn't they have more than just one main force?!

No, this is not possible.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it's impossible for them to put together a second team like this.

There is only one explanation - the intelligence provided by the French side is wrong.

Or at least, delayed!
This makes sense, their review process is extremely long and what they provide to you is always vague.

In this situation, it is normal to have intelligence deviations!

"Damn it!"

Baghdadi roared angrily. He wanted to vent his anger but had no way to do so.

At this time, the sounds of explosions and gunfire outside the window continued. Baghdadi bent down and walked to the window. What he saw was a scene that made him extremely sad.

The brothers who were willing to sacrifice for their beliefs, whom he had gathered with great difficulty, were dying one after another. They didn't even have time to fire their guns or throw the grenades hung on their hands!
Under the huge casualties, the trend of collapse and escape has become unstoppable.

What's even worse is that our radio communications suffered serious electromagnetic interference, and we were unable to issue orders to the commanders!
He could only watch the situation fall step by step into the abyss, and watch his confident "tactics" being crushed by the enemy with overwhelming, destructive and brutal means.

The hope of victory had been shattered. Baghdadi took a deep breath and said to the commander-in-chief of the sharia army beside him:
"Kassem, take your men to gather our soldiers and find a way to establish a defense line."

"We need to evacuate immediately, someone must hold back the enemy!"

"Build a defense line? Are you crazy?!"

Qassem looked at Baghdadi in disbelief and said hurriedly:
"We don't stand a chance anymore. The opponent is several levels higher than us in terms of technology, tactics and equipment!"

"This is a battle of generational differences. It's as easy for them to crush us as it is to crush an ant!"

“But we have to try.”

"try what?!"

Qassem rudely interrupted Baghdadi and continued:

"I've been through this, I've been through it countless times!"

"Don't dream, we're dead!"

"The opponent's mobility is even better than ours. We can't escape even if we want to!"

"Surrender! Surrender is the only way to survive!"

"We can trade. Everything will wait until we survive—"

"puff!"

Before Qassem could finish his words, his head suddenly exploded in front of Baghdadi.

Silently, as if under a spell.

Baghdadi looked around blankly, and then he found that Qassem's position was exposed in front of the window.

There was a vague shadow moving on the hillside in the distance. Baghdadi fell to the ground with his hair standing on end, his face full of fear.

His face even rubbed against the half of Qasim's skull that was shattered by a bullet, but at this moment, he no longer cared about the disgust.

everything is over.

The battle was extremely hasty, yet it revealed a unique and simple beauty of war.

Unfortunately, I am not the one who creates beauty.

I, including all my soldiers, are just the raw materials for rendering this beauty.
(End of this chapter)