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    "Tanks!" Rows of square-shaped bright shadows rushed out from nowhere. About twenty tanks of unknown types parked in a row behind the two destroyed turrets and started shelling in this direction.

    Dry!  Scratching the dirt on my head, avoiding the firelight of the British commander who was still burning beside me, I stared at the tanks parked in the distance and wondered. The main purpose of the tank is to destroy the tactical points on the enemy's defenses.  Infantry paves the way, so the tank is not a weapon against skirmishers, but against the fortifications of enemy positions, fire points, armored units and enemy tanks.  This requires the tank's artillery to have strong anti-armor capabilities, but it does not require a large range or lethality. Therefore, the tank gun's shooting trajectory is straight, the penetration ability is strong, but the explosion range is not large. This is what everyone wants.  Understand the characteristics.  I have encountered many tank battles on battlefields in various countries, so I am quite familiar with the cannons fired by tanks, but the shells that fell around today were as powerful as cruise missiles.

    The "frame" of the tank in the observer looks like the Soviet-made T54/55 series, but just by listening to the sound, you can tell that what they hit is definitely not a 00mm tank gun, let alone the huge explosion on the ground.  Craters and shrapnel all over the sky.  What's more, several artillery shells that were hit from farther away and landed in the middle of the two armies were clearly Soviet artillery's unique ammunition - anti-personnel shrapnel.  This type of ammunition does not have explosive warheads and relies on a large number of arrow-shaped shotguns loaded in the propellant barrel to kill infantry charging at close range. It can even defeat thinly armored armored vehicles such as M3 and "Bradley" at a distance of 300 meters.  Screen.

    If it weren't for them, except for the T-2 infrared searchlight on the right side of the T55 tank's main weapon and the TII-22-gunner's night vision sight, which can provide the gunner with a night observation capability of 800-000m, no other equipment would be able to locate the target.  s method.  Our infantry scattered across the plains must be devoured.

    "Ghol!" The captain yelled from the radio from where he was hiding: "Those are not T55s. They are Soviet-style 0mm mortars installed by the Iraqi army on the T-54/55 chassis and modified for fortification and urban operations.  self-propelled mortar. This heavy mortar fires ammunition weighing 40 kilograms and is as powerful as a 55mm howitzer. If we do not rush through the position in front of us, the minimum range of this thing is 800 meters, and we must shorten the firefight with him.  distance, otherwise you will be blown up into the sky. You are no exception! Take advantage of the slow rate of fire of this thing. Hurry up!"

    ¡°Then let¡¯s rush!¡± I glanced at the speed machine next to me, whose face was also covered with dirt and was almost blown away.  He said helplessly.  I thought that the tanks couldn't see us, so we just watched them in front of us through the telescope as they tried their best.  But these shells are too overbearing. If one explodes in the air, it will be useless no matter how well the creatures are hidden within a mile.

    "Come on!" Maybe it was because I was hiding so well. As soon as I stood up, a soldier holding a gun shouted slogans from behind and bumped into me with emotion. He hit me before I could stand still.  shit.

    "***!" I instinctively turned around and stretched out my hand to drag this guy down, then rolled over and pinned him down.  The knife in his arms was pressed against his neck to cut his throat.

    "It's me! It's me!" The humanoid figure in my arms, pressed tightly by my weight, twisted and screamed.  Through the firelight of the corpses of British soldiers still burning beside me, I could see clearly that it was Tang Guanjie's thin little face.

    "Watch the road! What if my hand trembles?" I rubbed the knife in my hand against his pale face angrily and then put it back into the sheath on his chest.  He reached out and patted the alerting speed machine nearby, picked up his T50 and pulled the young man on the ground, turning his head and running towards the front line of flames from the opposite side.

    "Brother Xingtian! Wait for me!" Tang Guanjie, who was following us, was carrying a heavy radio and dragging his rifle behind us. Two soldiers running back from the front holding XM8 assault rifles showed a relieved expression when they saw him.  It's good to be a radio soldier, known as the "lifeline". Because you are afraid of losing contact with the base, you don't have to participate in dangerous tasks such as charging and firefighting, and you still have someone to protect you.

    "Our commander has been killed. I repeat! Our commander has been killed!" When Tang Guanjie passed by the torch-like British officer, he was stunned when he saw the few remaining military ranks burned on the helmet next to him.  , then took out the walkie-talkie and started reporting to the base.

    "Stop talking nonsense! Run faster first!" I watched him talking on the side of the road, gradually fell behind, turned around helplessly, slapped his microphone down and cursed.

    at this time.  A cannonball exploded in the air far behind us. The dense and powerful shrapnel hit us like a canopy, raising dust as high as a person on the ground where we were lurking just now. The British officer burned like a bright light.  The bodies were covered with splashes of dust and extinguished, and darkness returned to the battlefield.  A few tenacious fragments flew close to us and landed quietly on the ground, "Bu! Bu!"

    The sound startled everyone.  We allIt's almost a mile away, but this thing can still hit close by. If it's within its killing range, it might be torn into pieces.

    "Mom! Run!" This time Tang Guanjie reacted first and ran forward like crazy, as if his butt was on fire.

    "There are no lazy people in the world. We just lack motivation!" I joked with the speed machine for a few words, which caused the other two soldiers next to me to look at each other strangely. They looked like "How can you still joke at this time!"  " expression.

    After running another hundred meters, I felt more and more the pressure of the bullets coming from the armed men on the opposite side. I grabbed Tang Guanjie, who was rushing forward, and fell to the ground.  A soldier in the back was unlucky to be hit by a bullet fired from an unknown gun barrel. He fell forward as if he hit a protective fence and fell backwards to the ground.  but.  Then he struggled to sit up from the ground, touching his chest with his hands and praying in disbelief: "God bless you! God bless you!"

    "Who do you ask God to bless?" Waiting for him to crawl close to us.  His shooting companion asked curiously after taking two shots.

    "No matter who made the bulletproof vest, I hope God will bless him and keep him safe throughout his life!" The guy lay down like a dead dog with his face on the ground and refused to raise his head even if he put ash in his mouth while talking.

    "Damn it!" I shot through a newly activated armored personnel carrier with my gun.  Looking at the figures running out of it and the images of many vehicles moving at the same time, they complained helplessly on the radio: "They knew that we were no longer in range and started to retreat! Damn it! We can't move forward anymore, or we will fall in if we continue.  It¡¯s their own trenches!¡±

    The Iraqis did not have night vision equipment and had no way of seeing us. Their shooting relied entirely on feeling, and very few of them could hit anyone.  Even if they are hit, the British and American soldiers wearing body armor will not be able to survive as long as they are not extremely weak and sick.  can immediately rejoin the fight.

    "We need A30 gunboats or more powerful fire support!" Tang Guanjie heard the artillery on the opposite side retreating and immediately began to ask for support from the base.

    "This is a secret battle! A secret battle means that you don't get any official weapon support. Unless Iraq sends fighter jets into the no-fly zone, you have to rely on yourself." The answer on the radio was also very simple.

    "What does he mean?" Tang Guanjie looked at the microphone in his hand in confusion.  The other two soldiers on the side looked like they were wearing U.S. military uniforms, but the XM8 in their hands showed that these guys were not American soldiers. They were probably former veterans hired by some contracting company.  It seems that the American soldiers who came this time are probably "former" Marines.

    "It means. Even if we all die in the battle! They will not come to help me or admit that this happened." I burned out a magazine of armor-piercing incendiary bombs and replaced it with a magazine of ordinary armor-piercing bullets.  He put the empty magazine into his arms and said.

    "But if we all die in the battle, and the Iraqis just put the found bodies on the news, wouldn't the British and American alliance just slap themselves in the face?" The machine gunner among the two soldiers opened the bracket under the xm8 gun butt and stretched out  He looked around and started shooting.

    "They have prepared solid incendiary bombs to finish off. If we are unsuccessful, they will drop solid incendiary bombs in the area where we have fought, vaporizing or burning all the corpses. In this way, they do not need to explain what to attack in advance, as long as  It is said that Iraqi armed forces were found to have deployed illegal missile sites in the no-fly zone. They were forced to attack in order to protect the security of Kuwait and other neighboring countries. This can also condemn Iraq's evil intentions! This is why most of the armed forces they sent are mercenaries.  There will be no troubles such as death lists and notification of family members, and the scars will not be dug up by the media or other civil organizations. You British and American soldiers are just here to stay behind and contact the follow-up troops!" I see.  Looking at the strange shooting posture of the machine gunner next to him, he couldn't help but ask the two guys after explaining it to Tang Guanjie: "What are you doing? Where did you learn this shooting method? The XM8 does not use a comprehensive aiming device  It combines a red dot reflex melee optical sight (O), an infrared laser designator and an infrared illuminator. Does one sighting device include the functions of M8O, A/PEQ-2 and /PAQ-4 night vision devices?  "

    I remember the all-in-one sight on the rifle in their arms, which was claimed to reduce the size and weight.  There is no need to install different accessories on the rails or different positions of the receiver like m/m4, and when zeroing the sights, there is no need to zero each sight separately, it can be done at one time.  It's a bit similar to a simplified version of the preparation tool I have, but the price is more than twice as cheap!

    "Yes! But the sighting device on this damn prototype gun only has a red dot reflective optical sighting function, and the other functional modules are not installed. It is just a decoration!" The machine gun shooter did not bother to answer.  Another grenadier on the side explained for him: "And this thing is screwed on with screws, and there is no way to remove it.""Ha!" I wanted to laugh but didn't make a sound.  These guys were so unlucky that the prototype gun they got was a half-finished product.

    "Where are the damn Apaches? Now that the air defense artillery has been dealt with, why can't these guys come over?" From the radio, it seemed that the captain was in front and was annoyed by the firepower.

    "Sorry! Sir!" The silent Air Force pilot finally appeared on the public channel: "We have run out of missiles and only have 30mm cannons left. The opposite side is armed with SA-7 portable missiles. We can't get close without decoys.  "

    ¡°Damn it!¡± The captain cursed angrily after hearing this, and then helplessly called the butcher: ¡°Use a sandwich.¡±

    ¡°This should have been done a long time ago!¡± The butcher complained on the radio: ¡°Otherwise, why would they let us carry this thing?¡±

    "Listen to my order! Everyone wear chemical protective clothing!" the captain ordered over the radio.  This order was relatively easy to implement, because due to the false alarm of the airport attack, many people did not dare to take off their chemical protective suits all the way.  Now just put on the hood.  Although they didn't know what the captain and the others were going to do, after giving the order, everyone understood that it must be related to chemical weapons, so they all stopped thinking about shooting. They pulled out the gas mask from behind their buttocks and put it on their heads, holding their breath and waiting.  With that mysterious blow, a strange phenomenon of one-sided firing appeared on the battlefield.

    "Bump!" A burst of fire not far ahead triggered a burst of fire from the opposite side. Through the tail flame, one could clearly see a rocket flying towards the opposite position.  My eyes followed the flight path of that thing.  Although it only flew in the air for two or three seconds, everyone seemed to feel that countless years had passed.  As the missiles exploded over the position, I saw Tang Guanjie on the side throw away the rifle with his right hand, touched his heart and grabbed something through his clothes, and his body shook at the same time.

    After the explosion, the gunfire from the opposite side obviously began to weaken. After a while, only a few sporadic sounds were left, and at the same time, they were replaced by waves of vague screams.  After a while, even the screams disappeared.  The battlefield was completely silent.  Perhaps because the contrast with the fierce battle just now was too strong, my brain seemed to be unable to adapt to this dead silence, and a faint tinnitus unconsciously occurred in my ears.  Gradually!  There were broken whispers around me, and I could barely hear that some people were repenting, some were praying, and some were rejoicing!

    "Forward!" the captain said.  The figures who stood up after hearing his words were all trembling.  Approaching the opponent's position with a gun in hand, you can see the mess on the position through the light of the burning forts and ammunition trucks.  Pieces of corpses fell together, all with eyes protruding from their sockets.  Foaming at the mouth, skin ulcers.  The symptoms immediately reminded me of the scene at the New York car recycling bin, Cali.  Cruz was destroyed by this mixed poison.

    The last time this kind of poisonous gas was used was deceived and exploited, but what about this time?  Looking at these corpses without human form, we were so hypocritical at the beginning.  Although these people's skin has melted, their clothes and weapons are covered with a thick layer of paint. The nearby fortifications and blown-up turrets are also the same color. It is estimated that they can avoid infrared detection because of this paint.  .  Suddenly several cannon shots in the distance drew me away from this problem.  Several artillery shells hit far behind. Perhaps the retreating tank did not receive the information that the position was lost, and the shelling was still concentrated on the opposite side where we were originally.

    "The ground armaments have been cleared. Now you can pursue the tank troops. T55s and self-propelled mortars do not have anti-helicopter missiles. If you cannot destroy the tanks, you will kill the driver!" Not long after the captain finished speaking, a sound appeared above his head.  He flew over the two Apaches and chased them in the direction of the tank's retreat.  After waiting, I saw from a distance that the 30mm "Big Viper" under the nose of the Apache began to dump ammunition on the ground.  Occasionally, anti-aircraft machine guns fired back, but to no avail. In a moment, several huge light spots exploded on the ground.  It seems that the ammunition replenishment truck of the self-propelled mortar was knocked out.

    "Now! Throw down our damn armored vehicles!" The captain ordered the transport plane pulling our vehicles while looking at the helicopters that kept scanning around the tanks with their cannons.  Although we are not sure whether the 30mm cannon can destroy the T55 tank, absolutely no one can withstand such a blast.

    The transport plane in the distance risked being shot down and dropped the British Land Rover Defender and our Humvee before escaping in a hurry.

    And we must be prepared to go deeper before dawn.  Perhaps it was because he was afraid of dying before the poison gas dissipated, but Tang Guanjie didn't react abnormally when he looked at the liquefied skin around him. This made me feel that I had underestimated him before.

    The water ghost and Tatoo were parked far away in our Hummer but did not come over. Poisonous gas sometimes sticks to the surface of objects or in gaps. It would be an injustice if you were exposed to these things after taking off your protective clothing and were poisoned.  Woolen cloth.

    "We survived again! Ha!" The butcher passed by usHe walked over and patted me on the shoulder, while the werewolf squatted in the middle of the position to install something.

    "What are you doing?" I leaned over and took a look, and found that I recognized what it was - a solid gasoline incendiary bomb.  Like chemical poisons, this is an internationally banned weapon.

    "Of course you can't let people see a corpse like this. What if someone complains?" The werewolf said after installing the gasoline incendiary bomb: "This thing can produce 500-2000. And it can stick firmly to the human body and burn. It is the best way to destroy corpses."  What a good thing to wipe out! The Americans didn¡¯t sign a treaty banning the use of this kind of weapons, so they probably thought that such a day would happen, right?¡±

    "Why don't Americans dare to use it?" The butcher cleaned the battlefield and found no survivors, and returned to us angrily.

    "Are the Americans provoking you?" Many of the mercenaries nearby were Americans. They were not happy after hearing what the butcher said. Even the captain was angry that the butcher was talking about such a sensitive topic at this time, and he hummed on the radio.  He shouted.

    "Count the number of people in each class!" The captain saw the helicopter returning in the distance. He learned from the radio that the tank team had retreated and was not a threat enough, so he freed up energy to reorganize the team.

    A Marine Corps squad has 3 people, divided into 3 firepower groups, 3 M24Q, 3 M or M4 with M203, and other infantry equipment with M.  The British infantry squad has two 4-man combat teams.  Each team has a squad machine gun, and the others use S89A2L85IW. One of the guns has a grenade launcher, and anti-tank missiles do not account for the establishment.  Although both sides sent two squads each, in fact, half of each side were mercenaries who came in under false pretenses. Adding in one of our squads with 0 people, the remaining 43 people were all engineers.  In the previous battle, the American army lost 4 people, the British army lost 4 people, and the engineer died.  Basically, a quarter of our troops were killed, and the highest-ranking person in charge of the military was also killed. Now the only lieutenant left was a little embarrassed looking at about a hundred people.

    "The bodies and the signal locator were buried on the spot." The captain looked at the sky and ordered urgently: "We will divide the remaining people into four groups, and each group will occupy the five key positions of the oil field marked on the map.  .Hold on until 0,000 Royal Marines arrive to help."

    "Xingtian! You and the butcher are taking Tang Guanjie with you," The captain finally counted out ten people for us two, then pointed out a position for us and asked us to occupy it, and then ran away with his own people.  When the captain walked away, I discovered a problem. It turned out that the class assigned to me was the American soldiers who had a bloody feud with Tang Guanjie.  Looking at the strange expressions on the faces of the group of people and Tang Guanjie, this is something to see!

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