Chapter 1418: For Nothing

"Bombardment, bombardment, shelling hard for me." Major General Brienita of the division headquarters was really out of breath. Under his order, more than a dozen howitzers of the division's artillery battalion were firing desperately, intending to add some bargaining chips to the battlefield more than ten kilometers away.

When the leading armored unit of the mixed First Division intended to capture the small town of 'Tikpo' outside of Merida, Major General Brienita, who commanded the division, received a request from the front for help. , anti-tank missiles, and light rocket launchers constitute a tight firepower network, which cannot be attacked at all.

More than a dozen Type 63 rocket launchers fired more than a hundred shells in one go, covering a large area. Four or five tanks and more than a dozen armored vehicles were wrapped in this area.

At this time, it depends on the probability.

Or let's see whose face is darker!

For a tank with armor, maybe more than a hundred shells didn't even hit a fart. It is also guaranteed that there will be unlucky ones who will be missed or even directly hit by the shells.

The most unlucky ones at this time were the ordinary infantrymen who had disembarked from infantry fighting vehicles and armored personnel carriers and fought on foot. Hundreds of them were hit by the rain of bullets, causing casualties.

There was an anti-tank minefield with an unknown density in front of it, and there were anti-tank missiles fired from time to time, but the infantry who followed couldn't rush up. Now the entire armored force could only stop in place and shoot at the firepower points in the town, while seeking rear artillery support.

The intensive firefight began, and the leading M60A3 was at the front line of the entire battle. One of its 105mm tank guns is loaded with grenades, making it a vicious fixed point of fire.

The gunner operating this artillery was constantly looking for the anti-tank firing position in the direction of the town, his eyes were in front of the scope, and he would yell "Fuk" every time he stepped on the firing pedal.

The M68 tank gun has high accuracy and a fast rate of fire. It can shoot a shell every few seconds, and it can knock down a well-arranged missile position every time. When they hit each other, this tank became the target of the anti-tank team in the town, and missiles fired one after another.

But these missiles are often confused by the smoke bombs that explode from time to time, or blocked by the explosive reactive armor on the tank.

With a loud bang, the shocked head of the commander who was looking for the target on the conning tower kept colliding with the vehicle body. This is a missile hitting the turret, and the reactive armor explosion cuts off the missile's metal jet, preventing it from penetrating the tank's main armor.

After being hit by a missile but survived, the occupants of this tank were as fierce as chicken blood. The commander quickly found the missile position to attack him, and the gunner turned the turret and quickly shot the opponent.

The grenade fired by the cannon hit the target accurately again,

How pleasing to the eye the bursting smoke looks. This made the morale of the tank team burst and the combat power increased.

But after firing more than 20 shells in one breath, the anti-tank firepower points in the town still seemed to emerge endlessly. The commander in charge couldn't help sighing: "This is really a group of thugs, thugs! They are not afraid of death, they keep coming out."

After fighting for a long time, the loader was panting. Although the 105mm shells are not considered heavy, they can carry more than 20 rounds in the narrow tank turret for a short period of time, and they will feel tired after a short stop.

The point is, is this still over?

The commander kept 'finding the target', and the gunner kept shouting 'destroy the target and find the next opponent'. After going back and forth more than 20 times, the panting loader couldn't help shouting: "Let the infantry go up and occupy the battlefield. If we go on like this, the shells will almost run out!"

Yes, the M60A3 only has a total of sixty or so shells. In the blink of an eye, one-third of the masturbation was completed. But the opposite position is still fighting back, and there is no sign of decline at all. When will this fight be over?

But if the infantry comes up to occupy the position, the rocket launcher hidden in the tunnel on the opposite side will immediately shoot with coverage. If you want to suppress rocket launchers, tank guns that rely on direct aim are useless. It must be a howitzer from the rear. But the howitzer had been smashed for a long time, and it was useless to use the opponent's complete fortifications.

The attacking armored forces tried to weave around, looking for other weak points to break through. But except for two armored vehicles being blown up by anti-tank mines, they didn't take advantage of it at all. Moreover, after the troops are dispersed, it is even more difficult to attack.

Such a small town is like a hard walnut, which cannot be smashed open.

The original assault operation has turned into a war of attrition. The armored troops should have used their mobility to open a breakthrough on the battlefield and tear apart the front line, but now they are stuck in one place and cannot get down.

As time went by, the tank's smoke bombs were quickly consumed, and the anti-explosive armor was also blown up in sevens and eights. The M60A3 vehicles are in a state of embarrassment as if they have settled down one by one. The appearance is potholed, and the losses are becoming more and more.

The M60A3 that was still at the forefront of the front was still firing fiercely, and it survived several rounds of salvos. But one of its tracks was broken by a rocket bomb, and it couldn't retreat by itself.

Major General Brenita in the rear finally realized the opponent he encountered. His artillery battalion had hit the limit of the hot barrels, and there was no way to burst into fire anymore. It could only fire one or two rounds a minute. This bit of fire support cannot shake the determination of the opponent in front to resist.

"Let the armored unit withdraw." The major general said helplessly. This war of attrition is extremely unfavorable to him, and he will suffer no matter how he fights.

When the order was transmitted to the front line, the armored units that were still active quickly began to evacuate. There are still a few vehicles with damaged tracks on the battlefield that cannot walk. The M60A3 that was so fierce just now was immediately dumbfounded, because they just couldn't leave.

The sound of artillery on the battlefield became more and more sparse and less and less. The command given by the commander to the crew on the radio was to blow up the tank and withdraw by itself. But no one told the crew members how to withdraw?

"Damn it, are we just abandoned like this?" The commander looked around through the surrounding mirror, and finally found that he was the only one left on the entire battlefield except for the vehicles that had been completely destroyed.

The barrel of the gun has been loaded, but the gunner, who was still in full swing just now, has no intention of stepping on the firing pedal. He looked at the commander and asked, "What should we do? Get out of the turret and flee on foot immediately? What if the enemy hits us with rockets?"

The loader, who was exhausted to death, had no strength to speak. He shook his head and said, "You can still run, but I feel tired even when I breathe, and I can't even run."

After a while, the tank crew supporting each other ran out of the M60A3. But before they could run 500 meters, they were surrounded by security forces from the town who came out to clean up the battlefield.

The crew member was taken back to his tank, and the four tank crews were ordered to stand in a row with their backs to the tank. At this time, there were actually war reporters who came up to take pictures.

Looking at the muzzles around him, the leading car commander lost his viciousness not long ago, but instead shouted desolately: "Before you kill me, can you tell me how many anti-tank teams you have deployed in the town?"

After the photo was taken, an officer of the Security Force stepped forward and looked at the four prisoners. Regarding the commander's question, he said calmly, "I have prepared fifty anti-armor teams."

"Impossible, our team alone has destroyed more than 30 teams. You must have more than a hundred teams firing anti-tank missiles non-stop." The commander of the tank team shouted unconvinced.

But the security officer laughed and said: "Although the anti-tank missile we use is a bit old, its launcher and control device are separated. At most, you have knocked down the launcher, and you can't kill us. And there is nothing else in our position, but there are anti-tank missiles."

Separate launcher and control gear? There are such missiles in this world?

The captured car commander and gunner looked dull and completely confused. Only then did they realize that they had been fighting for nothing for a long time, and they didn't get much results at all.