Chapter 443 Failed Action (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
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Chapter 443 Failed Action (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
"The French said we were late. The situation is urgent and they can't wait for us." Gates was quite speechless for this reason.
Rafale M has a combat radius of more than a thousand kilometers. Does it require your entire aircraft carrier battle group to go out fifty nautical miles to respond? These French guys did it on purpose and didn't even communicate in advance.
It has no impact on the operation, but it just makes you feel disgusted. There are many internal conflicts in NATO, and there have never been many people who secretly used it to make trouble.
The French are clearly unhappy about being left out of core operations, and they have long had disagreements with the United States over NATO's command.
Of course, compared to Libiya's overall war, this behavior will not have much impact, so even Sheffield can't say anything.
After flying east again for some distance, the coordinates of the aircraft carrier Charles de Gaulle were updated again.
A group of people were all greeting the Frenchman's relatives, but they had no choice. The Charles de Gaulle was the only place they could supply supplies in the Mediterranean, and they also needed escort helicopters.
After refueling and taking off again, Sandman formed a formation with the Tiger helicopter gunships on the Mistral-class amphibious assault ship. Sandman's face was not very good. It didn't go well at the beginning. Foreigners are actually very superstitious.
The battle in Misrata has escalated. French fighter planes have begun bombing important targets of the government forces, and the air defense sirens over the city have never stopped.
"Have the French started bombing?" Xu Chuan was dragged up from the bed, "What do you care about me?"
"Price was blocked." Almost everyone in the command center arrived. Smith's expression was very serious, and Durand's assistant was standing aside.
"Mr. Grylls, you must help with this matter."
"Crazy, Price is stuck, you guys are looking for the air crew, why are you looking for me, and why do you, a Frenchman, care so much about the SAS?" Xu Chuan was very unhappy about being woken up.
Wake up angry.
The assistant looked sad, "France was also involved in this matter. CPA10 was sent to Misrata as a support force. Three of the four Super Puma helicopters were shot down, and at least a dozen soldiers were lost."
Xu Chuan immediately woke up from his nap. CPA10, the French 10th Airborne Commando, is a proper T1-level special operations unit. Its nature is very similar to that of the 24th Special Tactics Squadron of the US Army. It performs battlefield reconnaissance and close-range air fire guidance.
Parachute or airborne rescue.
The total number of people was 250, and more than 10 died at one time. The Special Mission Command (COS) could not bear to die.
"Hell, you guys are copying Operation Gothic Snake and Red Wings." In the assistant's few words, Xu Chuan probably figured out what was going on.
The rescue mission carried out by Price did not go smoothly from the beginning. As soon as he appeared on the outskirts of Misrata, he was discovered by the government's air defense forces. Although they did not have anti-aircraft missiles, they still had anti-aircraft artillery.
Less.
If the pilots of the 160th Aviation Regiment were not very skilled, they would have been shot down directly in this wave.
The Black Hawk helicopter was flying almost close to the ground. The escorting armed helicopters kept firing rockets towards the air defense position. The Reaper drones in the air also played a role. Several Hellfire missiles sent the air defense position into the sky.
But this was just the beginning of Price's misfortunes. Although the air defense position was gone, this action made this task force stand out like fireflies in the dark night.
After finding the target building, he was almost hit by a rocket from the government army when he was about to land, and Black Hawk Down happened again.
The two backup helicopters and two Wuzhi planes had no choice but to find ways to attract firepower and attack the infantry with door machine guns and hanging weapons, allowing Price and others to find a suitable place to land again.
And these government troops are also much more cunning. They are worried about aerial strikes by Wuhan and drones, so they disperse their personnel very widely and hide them in nearby residential buildings.
Price and Sandmann flew two blocks before finding a safe space, and now they had no choice but to reach their target on foot.
The four Potters were hiding in the house and did not dare to move. Until the reinforcements outside cleaned up the surroundings, it was best to stay quiet. There was no shame in that.
There are twelve people in the Price and Sandman teams, and they all carry identification friend or foe lights. In such a complicated situation, it is very important for the people in the command center to see their positions clearly, otherwise the drone will
If a bolt of hellfire comes down, people like myself might be wiped out.
"Faster." Price quickened his pace. He no longer cared to pay attention to some safety principles for crossing dangerous areas, and could only move quickly based on the experience accumulated by his team members in daily training and combat.
This is often the case on the battlefield, and compromises are often required. At present, they are rushing for time and can only choose between speed and safety. Otherwise, after the Libiya government forces invest more troops, they and the like will
It is very likely that there will be no way to leave the war zone.
Sandman had cursed Sheffield in his mind more than once. This operation was full of errors and mistakes, and the mixing of personnel from multiple parties was simply a disaster.
Not only that, there were also problems with the intelligence. Why did the government forces still have anti-aircraft firepower? Early investigations found nothing at all.
"This is it." Thorpe, with his mohawk hair, acted as the vanguard and had already found the location of Porter's hidden safe house.
The fighting around them is still going on, and even Wu Zhi cannot hold on for too long. After all, ammunition is still limited.
I felt the ground shake as a hellfire fell from the sky, destroying half of a two-story building not far away. The explosion blew up a huge cloud of smoke and dust, turning the two teams into disgrace.
"Bah, bah, who is operating the weapon system? I will have a good chat with him when we get back." Sandman spat out a mouth full of dust and cursed.
"Okay, we're going in. Thorpe, watch your step, you're about to step on the tripwire." Price took off his bunny hat and shook off the dirt. There was still time to remind Thorpe of the booby traps.
"Is it Captain Price?" From the corner of the second floor, Potter stuck out half of his head and shouted.
"It's me. If you can still walk, just come down by yourself. The helicopter can't land here. We still have a way to go." Price raised his head and looked at John Porter and breathed a sigh of relief.
Of the four, only Hex was injured, but she looked like she could still fight Makarov's men for 300 rounds. Well, the injury shouldn't be too serious.
After removing the booby trap at the door, Porter inserted the safety pin of the grenade and put it back into the ammunition bag. This was not a good time to bond. The four of them put on the same identification friend or foe lights and followed the task force towards the retreat point.
move.
The mission has been going smoothly until now. Although there were a lot of problems in the early stage, at least the people have been picked up. As long as they get on the helicopter, they can evacuate to the Charles de Gaulle aircraft carrier according to the original plan.
However, ideals are full and reality is hard. Just when they were about to reach the evacuation point, a Dow anti-tank missile was fired from a building opposite the intersection. A helicopter that had landed in the open space directly hit
It was blown into a ball of fire.
Another Black Hawk pulled up like crazy and flew to the other side. The task force's radio rang with a rapid siren in the cabin. A missile passed by in the air and hit the tail of the Black Hawk.
The helicopter broke into two pieces in the air.
A large number of government troops poured out of the surrounding streets.
"Retreat, retreat." Price yelled and retreated to the corner of a building to take cover. The cooperation between SAS and Delta was very skillful. Price led the men to cut off the rear cover, and Sandman covered the four sides.
The individual retreats towards the way they came from, then stops at another bunker position to take cover.
"In position, withdraw." The current situation is obviously that our actions have been noticed.
The teams alternately cover and evacuate, focusing on eliminating the firepower window period and ensuring continuous firepower output.
For these people, the application of this tactic is an instinctive reaction engraved in their bones.
The command center of the military base in Sicily was in chaos. Sheffield stood aside and looked at the drone picture with an expressionless face. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"This method of temporarily allocating personnel to form a task force does not seem to be very effective." Blake frowned and looked at the chaos of the people present, and was very dissatisfied with this situation.
Sheffield nodded, "This is foreseeable. Without long-term cooperation in training, how can it be effective."
"You already knew?"
"To be honest, I did think about it, but I still have full confidence in Price and his team's abilities."
"Gentlemen, I don't think this is the time to make sarcastic remarks." Alizee Grant looked unhappy, even though Sheffield's average was much higher than hers.
"Don't worry, France's CPA10 has set off and is now on the coast of Misrata." Sheffield's tone was calm.
Grant held his breath and said, "General, if you knew something would go wrong, why did you let them take risks instead of making a better plan?"
Sheffield glanced at her and said, "Ma'am, I rarely explain to people. This is the only time. Although I think the task force needs a long period of training and running-in, which includes the cooperation of a series of departments such as command, support, communications, logistics, etc.
But our military committee doesn’t think so. They think that as long as the most elite soldiers from each country are drawn out and commanded according to normal troops, it’s obvious that I can’t convince them.”
"Oh, it's normal to be a bureaucracy." George Black knew that things were not simple. If Sheffield's ideas were followed, the resources that this multinational joint task force would need to mobilize would be unlimited. Those gentlemen on the Military Commission