Chapter 1566: Cannon Bombardment

The extremely fast "meteor" fell from the sky, and the ground raised smoke and dust for a hundred meters. The cheers of flames and the collision of steel officially began.

The propeller fighter jets of the Legion Air Force charged forward again against the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower. Papa Julio on the turret burst into blood, grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly on his command tank: "Boys, follow me!" Ah, fuck those sons of bitches over there."

The engine rumbled black smoke, and Lao Wujiu, who was more than 30 tons, pushed out of the temporary bunker and rushed out. In a small town called Teco in the south of Merida, more than a hundred tanks hidden here were divided into three impact arrows, and rushed into the battlefield with full power.

The crawler tracks are flying, raising sand and soil all over the sky; the iron armor is galloping, driving boundless murderous aura.

According to his age, Papa Julio should have retired long ago. But this old man in his fifties not only did not retire, but refused to be promoted, and still served as the commander of a tank company on the front line. And with him on the battlefield, the entire armored battalion felt like it had a backbone.

As the best tank commander in the Legion, Papa Julio is a legend. From fighting against the legion at the beginning to fighting for the legion later, as long as there is a battle with tank troops, the figure of this old commander is basically indispensable.

Armor shock, the formation is quite sparse. Due to the long range of the artillery, the distance between each tank is hundreds of meters or even hundreds of meters. The densely charging tanks are all posed for good-looking photos.

Papa Julio's company has a total of fourteen tanks, three platoons under its jurisdiction, plus two command tanks of the company commander and deputy company commander. The whole company launched an attack nearly one kilometer forward and charged forward, targeting a tank platoon of the enemy about five kilometers away from them.

That's right, it is to fight more with less!

The released bait lures the enemy out, and the next step is how to eat the enemy.

It's just that the opponent is very strong. The M60A3's fire control system can detect its own targets from a long distance. This is the first to discover, the first to fire, and the first to destroy. Today's battle is destined to be extremely tragic.

Papa Julio didn't like to stay in the tank with narrow vision, he stood on the turret to observe the surroundings. At this moment, several 'Super Toucans' flew across the sky, followed by the broken 'Luck-Five' with two wings.

The fast "Super Tucano" is the main fighter of the Legion Air Force. Unfortunately, there are not many of this kind of aircraft, and they can only be used to fight the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower. However, due to the lack of ground attack aircraft, the heavy-duty "Yun-5" could only be pulled out and hung on the rocket pod, which was specially used to plow the ground.

Seeing more than a dozen slow-moving 'Yun-5' flying overhead, Papa Julio cheered on the radio, "Don't be afraid, lads, our 'nanny' is here to help."

The two-winged 'Yun-5' flies slowly,

Being born in a transport plane again, it looks even more silly to hang a rocket nest. In addition, it often plays a guest role in the old business to deliver supplies to the armored forces, and is nicknamed the "Nurse".

Flying slowly has its advantages. The 'Yun-5' with 19 rocket pods hanging on it can turn the area of ​​a football field into a sea of ​​flames in one breath, and it is also very accurate. If the opponent's anti-aircraft firepower is insufficient, ground targets can be killed by it.

After running for more than half of the five kilometers, suddenly a dazzling trajectory of a cannonball lit up on the opposite side. The old Wujiu beside Julio's father was fired directly, and the turret flew into the sky with a bang.

"Damn it, is the Air Force blind?" Father Julio shrank his neck in fright, followed him to grab the binoculars and looked in the direction of the ballistic trajectory for a few seconds, and then cursed on the radio: " One row, one row, nine o'clock in front of you, there is a bush 1,500 meters away."

The four tanks in the front row hurriedly stopped, and several tank commanders got out of the turrets. The fire control and aiming of the old Wujiu are really bad, and the distance and reaction speed are really not as good as the M60A3.

"Give me the grenade and blind the enemy first." Father Julio is very smart, he knows that not only the fire control of his old tank is poor, but also the artillery and shells. Whether it can penetrate the enemy's front is a problem. It is better to use the grenade to destroy the enemy's exposed sighting system first.

A few grenades flew out, and the bushes hiding an M60A3 immediately blasted clouds of smoke and dust. The explosion on the front of the tank not only shocked the crew inside, but even the gunner and commander couldn't see the outside scene.

The shot M60A3 tried to exit the grass. And as soon as it moved, Papa Julio saw that there were other tanks hiding behind the bushes, "Damn it, there is an enemy tank platoon squatting there."

"The first row shoots at each other on the spot, the second row and the third row speed up and go around to the enemy's back." Father Julio saw that the enemy's tank was even covered with explosive anti-armor on the front. This protection condition is comparable to that of streaking. There are many old five or nine strong.

Realizing that his side's losses might be huge, Papa Julio hastily adjusted the channel to contact the air-ground fire coordinator of the Air Force. He grabbed the radio, looked left and right, and muttered anxiously: "Damn it, where am I? The 'Nurse' who just flew over hastened to plow the field!"

"Fire white phosphorus bombs at the grass where the enemy is hiding, light that place, let it burn, and let it burn to indicate the target." While Papa Julio was speaking, his subordinates suffered a great loss from the counter-shooting. Two tanks were knocked out in a row.

The flames of the explosion soared into the sky, and the steel chariot became a steel tomb. None of the members of the tank escaped.

The detoured second and third platoons sent back a worse message even after running a kilometer, "Dad, we are in big trouble. The opposite side is not a tank platoon at all. There is a slope behind the grass, and the enemy squatting behind the slope is at least A motorcycle company."

"Didn't you agree that there is only one platoon of enemies facing us?" Father Julio was also angry. He suffered heavy losses just after the battle and encountered a strong enemy.

The air support doesn't know where to fly randomly, and there are not many 'Nurse's'. They may be taking care of other brother troops, or they may fly away after shooting up all the rocket pods.

At this time, you have to rely on yourself!

"Rush forward, close the distance, and don't carry the enemy tanks head-on." Father Julio couldn't call for air support for a while, so he could only try to call over the radio to see if there were other tank companies around. As a result, he called a self-propelled artillery company belonging to the battalion.

The self-propelled artillery, which was crudely modified from a tracked armored vehicle, raised its muzzle and began to shoot at close range. The short-barreled 155-caliber howitzer bombarded with four shells flying out.

The grass where the enemy was hiding in front had been ignited by the white phosphorous bomb, which became the best reference. The artillery hiding behind Lao Wujiu fired six consecutive rounds in rapid succession, immediately burning that area into a sea of ​​flames.

The explosion of a 155-caliber grenade is enough to overturn a tank of dozens of tons. Within the explosion coverage, unprotected targets will be killed without any suspense.

After waiting for the shells to plow the ground, Father Julio led the team to rush to the enemy's position again, only to see that the four M60A3s that had been hiding behind the grass with black guns were all finished. One was smeared in the face by a grenade; one was shot through the side, and the occupants were all wiped out; two were overturned by heavy artillery, and the occupants were killed on the way when they fled.

Without the cover of the tank, the motorized rifle company behind the grass couldn't stop the Lao Wujiu, who was on the attack repeatedly, and had to surrender the whole company.

Father Julio drove his tank in a hurry through the bombed-out battlefield, looked at the crooked M60A3, and cursed: "I can't beat you, why don't you call for artillery bombardment?"