Chapter 32 The Night of the Beheading
When Spanish Prime Minister Ibaluli fell into the hands of Thunder International, the attack on the Red Spanish capital Madrid officially began.
The Spanish Republican air defense guns were pulled rhythmically, spraying strings of flames into the sky. When the fighter dives, it makes worrying sounds. The explosion and shooting light make Madrid look like Christmas.
The hundreds of guides in the "Wanglou" are guiding hundreds of teams to enter the Madrid air on a razor rotor attack aircraft.
According to the regulations in the plan, every air attack team has its direction and height. After all, in this era, it is definitely not easy to achieve such a level of command in air combat.
Although the heavy "Global Hawk ii" with a huge load like "Wanglou", it is loaded with a large number of electronic equipment and a large number of guides of various types. It still feels powerless when dealing with this kind of tough battle at the large city level.
Swarm fighter jets enter from all directions and at different altitudes in the city. At a high altitude are bombers of the Meteor-Z group, which are responsible for destroying the barracks and resisting the hubs.
At low altitude, there were teams of Razor Rotor Attack Planes of Land Airlines. For the purpose of delivering infantry forces tonight, almost all of Land Airlines were dispatched.
In order not to cause chaos in air guidance and lead to flight accidents, the fighter troops were sent to attack the remaining Spanish Republican strongholds in the mountains.
Just as Li Erganzi arranged, the buildings with slightly higher roofs in downtown Madrid were occupied by them from the air.
These infantry, in platoons, carried light weapons, 60mm mortars, and some explosives. After occupying the top floor of the building, they quickly arranged defenses on the upper two floors.
The groups of bombers in the sky and the explosions that sounded from time to time in the city have to some extent covered the progress of the airborne operation.
After some operations occupying tall buildings were detected, they immediately caused attacks from the Spanish Republican Army. Especially the buildings on the roofs where Spanish soldiers were originally built, some attacks that had to be carried out made the operation much less concealed.
Soon, the Spanish soldiers gathered downstairs gathered near the officers. The officers waved their pistols and directed groups of soldiers to advance to the top of the building.
"Hurry up, attack the rooftop, where it has been occupied by the enemy!"
The running crowds shouted, and kept running towards the top of the building.
This is probably the basic military knowledge in street fighting. If someone else has occupied the commanding heights, the barricades in the streets become ridiculous decorations.
In the black corridor, I couldn't see anything clearly. Even the running people didn't know why the heads of their teammates were splashing out of hot liquid.
On the opposite side, there were light but no sound shootings flashed. The bullets appeared silently in the corridor like some deadly poisonous bees.
"boom……"
This is the sound of anti-infantry mines jumping into the thunder, and the choking smoke rose up among the running crowd. In an instant, a curse and a moan came from the explosion that shocked people's ears.
In the dark night, machine guns were placed at the end of the corridor. In the sound of rapid shooting, strings of tracer bullets occasionally illuminate the corridor.
When the people who charged upstairs were about to fight back, they were surprised to find that their rifles were difficult to use here due to their length.
The spear stab on the old Russian Mosinnagan rifle is really a distraction for combat in such a small space.
The soldiers of Thunder International they faced were not only fast-fired machine guns, but also submachine guns and m2 assault rifles.
The corridor is not a safe place. Grenades that are hung in the air often use those hateful shrapnel to hit people's minds and take away people's lives.
There were faint explosions in some rooms, but this had nothing to do with the combat targets of the Spanish Republican soldiers and could not attract the attention of the Spanish Republican soldiers.
They were still rushing towards the roof, although they were facing fierce firepower on the top floor.
Groups of Spanish Republican soldiers were flashlights or even torches in the dark. In the minds of long-term loyal education, there was no space for combat skills and battlefield command techniques.
The only thing they have in their hearts is that they can complete tasks when their lives have not disappeared.
In fact, the sound of explosions in the room was just the soldiers of Thunder International building their three-dimensional defense system. One by one, the walls and the floors were all formed by directional blasting, and they became big holes.
With the completion of the three-dimensional defense system, Thunder International soldiers can move around almost the entire building.
But the crowds rushing to the roof did not pay attention to these things. Under the care of landmines and snipers on the roof opposite, these soldiers appeared on the top floor when they suffered heavy casualties.
The Spanish Republican soldiers were holding up rifles in their hands, and they wanted to shoot some targets to vent their grievances along the way.
But to their surprise, the enemy that had originally appeared there, who had no way out of retreat, had disappeared.
Almost as they appeared in every corner of the roof, a sound that sounded uncomfortable appeared.
On several razor rotor attack aircraft in the sky, the 7.62mm rotary machine gun pods mounted on the sky flashed bright flames. Bullets like rain caused a bloody field of massacre on the building almost instantly.
The bullets made a loud whistle in the flight, and the cement board on the roof was splashed by dense bullets. The bodies that were still shouting just now fell heavily on the ground. Blood gushed out from their bodies, and their eyes turned into a bunch of no longer bright source of life when their lives were lost.
The remaining people were chasing the planes in the sky with their rifles in vain. But they had no night vision equipment at all, and it was not easy for them to fulfill their wish for revenge.
"If you come some more people, it's better to bring some machine guns, maybe..."
The remaining soldiers still have some hope in their hearts. Perhaps after recapturing the tops of these buildings, they can still make a difference tomorrow.
At this moment, groups of black shadows surged out from the door leading to the roof.
"Ah, our people are finally here!"
I guessed in my heart that these people were their own brothers, and they must have brought important anti-aircraft machine guns here.
However, when facing the soldiers of Thunder International, they all expected everything to be wrong.
The dark shadows rushing up to the roof of the stairs were wearing infrared night vision devices. In the incontinuous but quite accurate shooting, the roof became a platform for them to accept reinforcements and supplies.
Chapter completed!