"The emp effect has been confirmed to be eliminated, and communications in the area have returned to normal. Birdie 1 is entering Syria. The view is good and there are no obstacles. Hotel No. 6, are you going to attack the frontline outpost?" The pilot of an Apache helicopter asked carefully
Observing the situation outside the aircraft, there were eight other helicopters flying neatly next to this Apache helicopter.
"The radar is normal and the sky is clean. If you see active enemies in the post, you are allowed to attack. Our goal is to capture the city." The command from the command came through the driver's earphone, "Don't spend too long here.
time."
"I have a question, Hotel No. 6, how effective is the missile strike? I want to know how much resistance we will encounter." The pilot waved to the soldiers in the cabin, and the soldiers sitting next to the cabin door immediately came over.
In front of the machine gun, prepare to fire.
"Little bird, we're not sure yet. Drones and satellites are conducting battlefield assessments, and reports will be sent back in a few minutes. It's just a group of militia here, don't worry too much!" The person on the 6th side of the hotel was not sure.
, blurred the past.
The helicopter pilot turned off the microphone and said, "Tch, are we being used as targets again? You guys need to be more careful, we can't rely on Hotel No. 6 anymore."
"Eleven o'clock direction, about 1,500 meters away. Birdie No. 1, have you seen it?"
"Received Birdie 1, prepare rockets." The pilot had no intention of getting close. He didn't know what was hidden in a few simple houses. Rockets from China might drill through a window at any time.
Come out. "Blow this place up." The nine Apache helicopter gunships slowed down and flew towards the houses that were suspected to be sentry towers. Following them were Osprey transport aircraft. These transport aircraft would
A large number of Marines and Humvees were delivered to the battlefield, equipped with extremely advanced communication systems.
They did not notice that on the ground where their plane flew over, a small group of sand dunes was quietly loosening.
"I saw the plane. They are heading towards you. Be careful. Do you want to shoot them?" Hidden in the sand dunes was an armed soldier from UNTR. He adjusted the RPG-7 in his hand.
, and leaked his head out of the sand dune.
The entire dune was supported by a wooden structure, leaving only an observation hole. Dry vegetation and sand covered the surface. Looking down from the air, there was almost no sense of three-dimensionality. It was just a small earth bag. The soldier pushed next to him
The man called him up. Before that, the four soldiers took turns to rest and observe. They had been waiting here for several hours.
"The communication is good, and the effect of the electromagnetic bomb has disappeared." Wayne looked at the sky not far away with a telescope. Even without a telescope, he could see the traces of these helicopters with the naked eye. "Start!" He said at this time
He was at the outpost, wearing desert camouflage and holding a piece of grass broken off from somewhere in his mouth. "Are you ready?" He looked out the window.
"That's right~" This UTR soldier was Chinese. After he was discharged from the army, he saw UTR's recruitment plan and joined the army without any hesitation. He shouted to the room. "Be ready at any time.
Fire it, bring it closer and then hit it. They don't have time to react. After all, it's still a rocket launcher!" He had used the Type 63 107mm rocket launcher in the People's Liberation Army. He knew how powerful this thing was.
"Okay." Wayne grabbed the microphone, "Attention observation team, follow them and wait for my order, don't be discovered!" Wayne laughed evilly, used the observation team's rocket launcher to attract their attention, and waited until
The helicopter turned around and fired directly, twelve 107mm rocket launchers, three in total, all mounted on small trucks, blasting from behind! Rockets are rockets after all, and do not have the locking function of missiles. They are not locked. The helicopter
The radar would not issue an alarm and be locked, and the Apache helicopters would not have time to react.
In just a few hours between the missile cleaning and the aircraft invasion, Fu Ming and Murbazak returned to Damascus. They were waiting for news about the western defense line. In fact, the northwest of Syria is close to the sea, and the US military aircraft carrier
It is completely possible to dock there, and the carrier-based aircraft can directly take off and strike the entire territory of Syria. However, judging from the report obtained by Fu Ming, the Americans do not want to rely entirely on the aircraft carrier, but instead request the Lebanese government to provide support.
Blakely Paidar accepted this request under Fu Ming's instructions. Of course, the Lebanese government's requirements were very harsh. Not only was the U.S. military's stay in the country limited, but it could also extort a large sum of so-called economic aid. Blakely was now happy to cooperate.
He grinned from ear to ear. He was very confident in Ming Ming. He was not afraid that Syria would fall. He had no idea where this confidence came from.
"The news from the front line has come back." Fu Ming looked at his laptop and said to Moore next to him. "F22 has started to attack. I don't know if there will be an air strike on Damascus!" They did not choose to leave the government building in Damascus.
, according to usual thinking, the US military will not attack here at all.
Because whether it was Iraq or Kuwait, the leaders basically hid during the war, and few people stayed in government departments waiting to be bombed. The US military knew their thoughts and simply ignored them. Fu Ming and Mu
It is precisely because of this characteristic of the US military that I dare to continue to stay in Damascus with peace of mind.
"No, stay here with peace of mind, the F-22s won't even fire their cannons here." Moore drank hot water, "What did the news say?" He was in a good mood now. The US military's cruise missiles were indeed
Some factories and industrial bases were destroyed, but there was no substantial blow to Syria. The military factories and various elite units were completely preserved, thanks to the false targets built before the missile strikes.
"The F-22, the carrier-based F-18 Hornet, seems to have no bombers. The Americans are too arrogant!" Fu Ming began to feel that the goddess of war was slowly tilting towards him. "I guess there won't be too many
Big move, surgical strike, wait for their ground troops to come over, it's time for us to show our strength!" Fu Ming thought in his heart, the Xuanwu-class experimental model has been built and is being transported through the Yun-20. The aircraft itself
The design is positional defense, which plays a great role in this kind of defensive warfare, and the Syrian battlefield happens to be the best platform for actual combat experiments and data collection! He smiled, "Dr. Claude will be very happy. This
The war could not have come at a better time!"
In eastern Syria, on the Iraqi border, Wayne held up his binoculars, stared at the Apache helicopter gunship not far away, and slowly picked up the microphone. "Observation team, fire!"
After hearing the order, several people in the observation team immediately rushed out from the mound. The RPG-7 rocket launcher was aimed at the helicopter. They pulled the trigger without hesitation. The rocket flew out with smoke and roared towards the helicopter.
Several helicopters.
"RPG!" A US soldier sitting on an Apache helicopter spotted the armed men behind. "Behind, be careful!"
The pilot of Birdie 1 laughed disdainfully, "Huh, Russian bargains!" For an old pilot with advanced driving skills, this kind of thing is nothing to be afraid of, as long as it has enough distance and long enough
The reaction time is very long, and the Apache can completely avoid rockets through its good maneuverability.
Sure enough, the pilot just pulled the control stick slightly, and the plane suddenly lifted upwards. The RPG rockets passed under the plane, flew into the high altitude in front, and exploded instantly. The nine planes escaped unscathed.
After this wave of attacks, "Prepare the cannon and hit more accurately!" He positioned the helicopter and pointed the hatch at the armed personnel on the ground.
The six barrels of the Vulcan rotary cannon rotated slowly, and the fire controller pressed the electronic button, and the shells poured out and exploded on the ground. Dust suddenly flew up, and the sound of explosions was heard endlessly.
Those observers were mentally prepared. They knew that it was impossible to cause damage to these helicopters with the RPG-7 without locking function in their hands. After firing a rocket, they decisively ran to hide behind the sand dunes.
Even so, two people were covered in blood by the bomb. They flew out upside down and fell hard to the ground. It seemed that they would not survive. The other person received a slight scratch and was dragged back to the bunker by his comrades.
.
"Sir!" an observer yelled into the microphone. "The firepower is too strong. Our mission is accomplished!"
"Got it, 107 fire, launch!" Wayne squinted his eyes and looked at the battlefield not far away. With an order, the three small trucks placed in the courtyard immediately started up and drove forward more than ten meters.
Outside the yard.
"Launch!" The driver pressed the button at hand, and twelve rockets were mounted in a row, four in a row, a total of three rows. There were a total of thirty-six rockets in the three trucks, and they were fired out in unison.
The shooting effect was very brilliant, the tail flames were dazzling, and the rockets flew towards those helicopters with flames flowing through them.
"Rear, rockets!" The co-pilot of Birdie 1 spotted the tail flames with his peripheral vision, but when he turned around, it was already too late.
"Fu*k!" the pilot yelled. The helicopter was lying in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating. Even raising the altitude had no effect. The entire area seemed to be covered by rockets. The cursing voice just fell.
, he only heard a roar, and a rocket hit the tail of the Apache helicopter. The tail propeller immediately flew out, and the entire helicopter began to spin, with thick smoke billowing.
"This is Bird No. 1, Hotel No. 6, we are crashing, repeat, we are crashing!" The pilot held on to the controls desperately, but to no avail, and the alarm in the cockpit screamed.
"Reload, hurry up!" Wayne rushed to the yard and began to help other soldiers reload rockets.
Three helicopters in the Apache helicopter formation have been hit and are falling to the ground rapidly. The rockets that did not hit the target slid into the sky. The fuse time was reached and exploded in the void.
"107mm rocket, this is Birdie 4, we need air strike support from F-22, where is the drone!"