The launch control room is located in an underground bunker to the southwest of the military base. Only by controlling this room can we prevent intercontinental missiles from taking off.
Although blowing up the high-voltage tower will not cut off the power supply to the entire base, because there will definitely be a backup generator set in the launch control room, it can at least buy some time.
After killing the patrol, Thorpe and Gates quickly installed C4 explosives on the base of the high-voltage electricity tower.
"When does it start?" Price asked.
"It's already started." Kamarov pointed in another direction. A dozen Mi-24s and a larger number of Mi-171s flew towards the military base in an overwhelming manner.
"Detonate." Kamarov shouted, and quickly pressed the detonator in his hand. Two explosions were heard. The base on one side of the high-voltage tower had been blown off, and the tower without support twisted with the harsh metal.
With a loud sound, it fell to one side, and the cable above was directly broken by the huge force.
The collapse of the high-voltage tower heralded the official start of the battle, and the Mi-24 armed helicopter began to attack the defense facilities outside the military base.
Although this base has been abandoned a long time ago and most of the buildings are in a state of disrepair, the various permanent and semi-permanent bunkers will cause great trouble to the attackers.
It's just obvious that Zakayev is unlikely to be able to completely maintain the normal operation of the entire base. Even if he has more money, it is impossible to do so.
The Mi-171 forcibly broke into the military base under the cover of the Mi-24. Lao Maozi was preparing to rappel directly inside. Several helicopters were hit by rockets and portable anti-aircraft weapons on the ground and fell to the ground in circles.
Then these Zakayev's men were blown into pieces by the Mi-24's 30mm cannon. There was no probing from either side, and it was a bloody battle.
"We're on board too." Two sniper teams were left on the periphery to provide fire support. Price, as the on-site commander of this operation, gave the coalition the order to attack.
High-altitude drones have detected that most of the armed personnel in the base have been attracted by the Russian attack. Now it is their turn.
At the same time, in a dense forest less than ten kilometers away from the battlefield, a team of heavily armed investigators were observing the battlefield in the distance.
These people have mixed equipment, ranging from AKs to ARs. Although they are all wearing woodland camouflage, the styles are absolutely diverse, but they have no obvious identification marks on their bodies.
"Captain, the drone has taken off." A communications soldier carrying a high-power radio handed over the control terminal in his hand. "It can only get closer to within a range of five kilometers. If you get any closer, you will be affected by electromagnetic waves."
It’s disturbing.”
The middle-aged man with thick camouflage on his face took it and said with a smile, "These things are really convenient, Bashi."
"Brother, this is the latest model, do you know how to use it?" Another person lowered his voice and said jokingly.
"You son of a bitch, please calm down." The middle-aged man, who was obviously the commander of this group of people, cursed angrily.
Everyone returned to calm, and the control terminal displayed the picture transmitted by the drone. The middle-aged man lamented the power of technology, otherwise he would have stayed closer according to his previous habits, but now it is much safer.
Of course, the main purpose of these people is not to watch people eat melons, but to have their own tasks. The drone pictures have been transmitted thousands of kilometers away through satellite data links. Although surveillance can now be carried out through satellites, it is still not as good as arriving at the airport.
The recent reconnaissance made it clear.
The middle-aged man shrank back and threw the control terminal to the young communications soldier, "Captain, Zakayev won't really launch a nuclear bomb."
Before the middle-aged man could speak, another person on the side replied in a low voice, "Oh, it's not like you don't know what they did in France. They released biological and chemical weapons, these lunatics."
"Who knows where he will launch, it will be too late by then." Several people did not care much about the battle situation not far away, but everyone spoke in a very low voice.
The battle in the military base became intense almost from the beginning. Zakayev took out almost all his belongings. Various types of BTR armored vehicles and even armed helicopters were overwhelmingly superior in numbers as soon as they took off.
The Mi-24 was shot down.
"How long will it take for their generator to start up?" Price's men had already rushed in from a weak defensive position and were struggling to break through the defense line leading to the launch site.
Kamarov raised his gun and fired while shouting at him, "I don't know, maybe twenty minutes."
Before he finished speaking, flames shot into the sky at the launch site a few hundred meters away. The ground was shaking amidst huge roars. Two R-36M ballistic missiles took off one after another. Everyone present was shocked by the scene in front of them.
"TOC, two missiles are in the air, repeat it, two missiles are in the air." Price first reported the situation to the command center, and then shouted to everyone, "Don't stop, we can only take the
You have to go down to the control room to start the termination procedure."
The reconnaissance team ten kilometers away watched in stunned silence as two ballistic missiles took off. This was a very rare scene.
"Okay, let's get to work." The leading middle-aged man patted the team members who were lying aside among the fallen leaves.
Several people climbed up from their hiding place and moved out from the woods a device that had been assembled and covered with a camouflage net. The two team members quickly turned on the power and started up this very sci-fi-looking device.
"Capture the target and send the data." A photoelectric observation device on this device has been tracking the missile in the air. The two people spoke professional terms that the middle-aged commander did not understand at all.
In a command center thousands of kilometers away, an officer hung up the phone and told everyone at the scene, "The system test is starting now, and the target missile has taken off."
"Captain, the data has been sent." The two team members looked at the data that was finally sent on the screen, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. This mission was completed.
The middle-aged man frowned, not understanding what they were doing at all, but this kind of professional matter had little to do with him, "Who, please take care of the equipment." He called a team member, such a big mess.
There is definitely no way to take them back. They were airdropped in. It would be a lot of trouble for anyone to go back, let alone this big guy.
These people were well prepared. Two people carried the equipment to the back of a slope, took out a few thermite incendiary bombs and tied them to it. This is definitely the best thing for destroying corpses and eliminating traces.
"Withdraw." After erasing the traces, the middle-aged man ordered everyone to start retreating along the established route, and before leaving, he pulled the safety catch of the incendiary bomb.
While Price was still leading the attack on the control center, the two intercontinental ballistic missiles had already flown hundreds of kilometers above the atmosphere and were about to start flying towards their target by inertia.