The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

Chapter 55: Trying out a new product for the first time, where did the weird thing come from? !

"Boss, boss, their ammunition seems to be growing out of the ground all of a sudden. There are too many to count!"

"Our people suffered heavy casualties. Send people to support us quickly, boss!"

"be quick."

Da-da-da-da--

The commander's voice was drowned out by a fierce exchange of fire, and the call was immediately disconnected.

No matter how many ringleaders Mendoza tried to call back, the call would not go through.

bang——

Mendoza punched the table, causing dust to rise into the air.

"What's going on, what's going on?!"

"Shouldn't all their weapons and ammunition be used up?!"

"Then how come our people encountered such fierce resistance?"

Adjutant Torres and the other soldiers around him all remained silent for fear of getting themselves into trouble.

Of course, they were also wondering, why did Carlos's people suddenly have weapons and ammunition?

Obviously they were surrounded and had no chance to break out, so what about the ammunition?
  what--!
  Mendoza had an epiphany!
  Who said there are no gaps?
  The position on the west side was attacked by rocket launchers just now. Wasn't it just opening a gap for Carlos?
  In other words, someone helped Carlos and provided him with weapons!

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Carlos actually had a backup plan.

But what makes no sense is, who would help Carlos at this moment?

It is impossible for the government forces and other armed groups. If it is not them, who else can have such ability?
  Forget it, if you can’t figure it out, just stop thinking about it.

The top priority is to concentrate the forces and completely devour Carlos in one go. By then, it will be clear who is supporting him.

"Order all attack groups to leave their current positions and head to the west to provide support and annihilate Carlos and the others!"

Mendoza's orders were transmitted via radio signal to all Black Angels soldiers.

"Quick, quick, go to the west side for support!"

The soldiers who received the order immediately boarded the armored personnel carrier. In less than ten minutes, all Black Angel soldiers boarded the vehicle, gathered into a long steel snake, and drove towards the west position.

Five minutes later, there was only 1 kilometer left to go. Looking out through the telescope from the observation port of the armored vehicle, we could already see the village ahead.

Opening the hatch above the armored vehicle, frontline commander Vazquez stretched out his upper body and held a telescope to observe the current situation of the two attack groups that had entered the village before.

But what caught Vazquez's eyes through the telescope lens was not the picture of the Black Angel soldiers fighting bravely, but dozens of fires rising behind the village.

Accompanying the fire was a restless 'rumbling' sound.

"Rockets, rockets, everyone abandon their vehicles, everyone abandon their vehicles!"

boom--

Before the order could be conveyed to every Black Angel soldier, rocket launchers fell from the sky and exploded at the beginning and end of the armored transport convoy!
  Fry the head, fry the tail, and block the middle section.

In the street fighting in Grozny that year, Chechen militants dealt with Maozi's armored transport convoy in this way, leaving only 131 people of Maozi's 10 Motorized Rifle Brigade alive!
  "Get off the bus, get off the bus quickly!"

Vazquez looked at the sky-high flames after the armored vehicles in front and behind were hit, and quickly ordered the remaining soldiers to enter the village. The armored vehicles and tanks that were not hit provided cover and followed him in.

"Who is it that is giving support to Carlos?"

While following the soldiers towards the village, Commander Vazquez gritted his teeth:

"When we take down the village and capture Carlos, we must interrogate who is supporting him behind the scenes. When the time comes, we will apply to Boss Mendoza to send troops to kill those who support Carlos!"

Mendoza, who was in the command room at the moment, watching the drone transmit back the picture, had the same idea as Vazquez.

Those who support Carlos must die!

Mendoza shivered with distress when he thought of the soldiers who were killed by rocket bombs.

Recruiting and training soldiers is very difficult. It took many years for the Black Angel to train these soldiers.

As a result, dozens of rockets were sent to the west, which is really abominable!
  "Boss, Black Angel's people have entered the village!"

"Is it their main force?"

"Looking at the scale, they must have been mobilized in full force. We just fired a salvo of rockets, killing many of them."

"But the problem now is that after the Black Angels' people entered the village, they started fighting with our people in the streets. They were entangled together and difficult to distinguish. So we can't use rockets to attack, otherwise even our people will be killed. "

In the village, in the temporarily established command center, Carlos was listening to the drone operator's battlefield situation report.

"It's okay if we can't use self-propelled rocket launchers. Anyway, we already have enough weapons to drive them all out in one go!"

"Yes!"

The aggressive Carlos went into battle himself. After putting on his tactical vest, he rushed out with his men with a gun and joined the street fighting in the villages and towns.

The cruelty of street fighting is that due to the obstruction of buildings and ruined walls, you cannot see the whole battlefield clearly, and often the following will appear:

Although the enemies in the living room have been eliminated, someone will suddenly shoot you in the bedroom.

When you turn a corner on the wall, you will never guess whether an infantryman with a gun or a black tank barrel will appear.

When you were hiding in an armored vehicle or tank, thinking that you had nothing to worry about, and that even if the enemy had individual anti-tank weapons, they would not be able to destroy the frontal and side reactive armor, an enemy with a rocket launcher appeared on the roof and fired upwards with a smile. The square hatch cover of the tank is the weakest protection point of the entire tank.

In the complex urban terrain, the lottery is completely random.

Carlos's soldiers and Mendoza's soldiers were entangled and they were fighting hard to separate themselves.

Carlos' soldiers here had just occupied a building when the Black Angel soldiers on the other side drove in tanks and killed all the people inside with a bang.

The Black Angel soldiers in the tank were just celebrating when Carlos' soldiers appeared carrying individual anti-tank rocket launchers, and the tank turret flew into the sky with one blast.
  For a while, neither side could win, and it was a stalemate.

However, as time went by, the Black Angel's advantage in having a large number of tanks and armored vehicles became apparent.

Black Angel commander Vazquez adjusted his tactics in time, allowing the infantry to follow the tanks or armored vehicles. The infantry would help the tanks and others to clear away potential threats, and the tanks and others would provide fire support to the infantry, instead of the previous way of fighting alone. .

In this way, multiple combat groups were formed. With a large number of tanks and armored vehicles, the Black Angel soldiers once suppressed Carlos' soldiers.

In terms of the combat quality of the soldiers alone, Carlos's soldiers are better than those of the Black Angels. However, the number of tanks and armored vehicles is not sufficient, and it is a bit painful to face the tactics of the Black Angels' armored combat groups.

"Damn it!" Carlos was angrily looking at the situation on the front line, "I knew best that I should have bought some tanks and armored vehicles with Yang Xia, but now it's not easy.

"Carlos and the others are exhausted."

Hiding in the woods, watching the footage transmitted back by the drone, Yang Xia walked towards the area outside the barracks.

He Chao, who was sitting in the transport truck, got down immediately when he saw Yang Xia approaching.

"Has the BMT-31 prototype been inspected?"

"It's been checked, boss." He Chao quickly replied.

"Okay, then I'll go with you, personally control the BMT-31 prototype and join the battle."

"Boss, it's a battlefield over there after all. It's too dangerous."

He Chao tried his best to dissuade him, but Yang Xia had already made up his mind and just waved his hand to tell him to stop talking and leave quickly.

Having no choice but to disobey Yang Xia's order, He Chao immediately followed Yang Xia into the car.

Then the driver started the engine, and the transport truck loaded the BMT-31 prototype and drove towards the village where fierce fighting was taking place.

When it reaches a place about 1 kilometer away from the battlefield, the transport vehicle stops and is hidden.

Rumble-

The BMT-31 prototype was unloaded from the rear lifting platform. Yang Xia, wearing an operating hat like a fighter helmet, sat in front of the operating console, waiting for the transmission of the data link.

"I'll do it, boss. You go to the rear. It's too close to the battlefield and it's a bit dangerous!" He Chao was still worried about Yang Xia's safety and wanted to make a final dissuasion, but Yang Xia still refused.

"Don't be nagging. I won't know what the problems are until I test it myself. You can just stare at the drone's picture."

At this point, He Chao could no longer say anything and quickly cooperated.

Control, control, control——

Yang Xia pressed the start button, the engine of the BMT-31 prototype roared, and black smoke spewed out of the rear exhaust port.

Subsequently, Yang Xia pushed the operating lever forward, and the BMT-31 prototype moved forward.

The helmet worn on the head, in addition to displaying relevant parameters such as ammunition volume, fuel volume, turret rotation speed, etc., will naturally display the images captured by the camera on the helmet panel in real time, allowing the operator to be more immersed. Driving style.

After setting all the parameters, Yang Xia remotely controlled the BMT-31 prototype vehicle and approached the battlefield covertly from a small road according to the direction given by the drone.

In the village battlefield, a combat team led by Carlos was trapped in a farm manor by an armored team of Black Angels.

Da-da-da-

boom boom-

Carlos and his men relied on the bunker to kill the infantry next to the tank. At the same time, they asked soldiers holding anti-tank rocket launchers to climb up the building and try to attack the weak hatch cover from above.

However, the opponent's armored combat team paired with infantry suppressed Carlos and others behind the bunker by scattering the infantry and suppressing firepower from tanks.

"Damn it, I can't get past it!"

Cursing, Carlos fired out his anger in the form of bullets, but they were all blocked by the tank and had no effect.

"Boss, look!"

Just when he was worried about how to break the situation, a soldier screamed and pointed to one side.

Carlos and others looked at it and immediately looked shocked.

I saw a vehicle whose shape I had never seen before, similar to an armored vehicle but without a large rotating turret, driving out from a side road.

"The enemy is coming for support!"

Seeing this strange vehicle, Carlos made a subconscious judgment and immediately ordered his men to open fire.

whoosh-

An anti-tank rocket was launched, hitting the front of the armored vehicle with a 'dang' sound.

After the smoke cleared, two pieces of the reactive armor mounted on the front of the armored vehicle were destroyed, while the rest remained undamaged.

"Damn it, the protection is so good?!" Carlos and the others clenched their fists and cursed.

"Fucking idiots, I'm here to help you!"

Yang Xia, who remotely controlled the BMT-31 prototype, was furious when he saw Carlos's men firing rockets.

But the other party doesn't know, and it makes sense to behave like this.

Yang Xia ignored them and continued to control the BMT-31 prototype vehicle and turned on the fire control radar.

The current goal is to quickly destroy the Black Angel's tanks, after all, they are more lethal!

[Target lock, target lock]

Two seconds later, the on-board fire control radar of the BMT-2 prototype quickly locked onto the Black Angel combat tank ahead.

The sensor on the helmet is linked to the system of the BMT-31 prototype vehicle. It is the same as the helmet sight of an armed helicopter. Yang Xiafei turns his head and looks wherever he looks. The muzzle of the BMT-31 prototype vehicle is pointed where it is, which is very convenient for aiming.

blah-

After seeing the center of the crosshairs of the sight locked on the lower edge of the muzzle of the tank ahead, Yang Xia decisively pressed the red launch button.

Swah——

An armor-piercing projectile immediately flew out from the launcher of the BMT-31 prototype vehicle.

Under the dual guidance of laser guidance and image guidance, the armor-piercing projectile hit the lower edge of the tank turret.

boom--!
  A burst of fire shot up into the sky along with the fort, making an ear-splitting sound.

The soldiers on both sides were all stunned.

When the BMT-31 prototype was just rolled out, the soldiers of the Black Angels noticed it.

Like Carlos and others, the soldiers of the Black Sky Division had never seen such a weird-looking armored vehicle.

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether this was an enemy or a friend.

Now, when they saw the tank being destroyed by one blow, they were all shocked and trembling.

"what's the situation?"

"A frontal attack, blowing up the tank turret in one fell swoop?"

"What's the origin of this weird thing?!"

And just when they were so surprised that they didn't know what to do, murderous intent had already come to them.

Tom tom tom tom tom——

Yang Xia, who was controlling the BMT-31 prototype, pressed the machine gun firing button on the other side of the joystick.

The Black Angel soldiers who were still alive and kicking just now were instantly beaten into a bloody mist by machine guns!
  "Oh, God!"

Carlos and the soldiers held their heads in their hands. Just now they were tanks, now they were soldiers, and their attacks were very precise.

"Boss, this weird thing is helping us!"

"But do we have this weird armored car?"

"I don't remember it either."

Carlos and his men carefully poked their heads out, looked at the BMT-31 prototype, and discussed in low voices.

Little did they know that their sneaky ways were all visible to Yang Xia through the zoom of the camera.

Rumble-

The BMT-31 prototype drove towards Carlos and the others.

Carlos, who saw the powerful firepower of the BMT-31 prototype, naturally did not dare to face it and quickly avoided its edge.

But just as they turned around, they heard a radio sound coming from behind them.

"Stop hiding, I've seen you, idiot!"

scare!
  Carlos and others were startled by the sound of the broadcast, subconsciously stopped and froze in place.

"Come over here and help me guard the surroundings. If you dare to fire rockets at me again, I will kill you!"

this voice? ! !
  Carlos knew it all too well.

He pointed to the BMT-31 prototype, trying to confirm whether the broadcast sound came from there.

"What are you pointing at? Come here!"

The on-board broadcasting system of the BMT-31 prototype made a sound again.

"Oh, God!"

This time, Carlos confirmed.

"This voice is...Yang Xia?!"

(End of this chapter)