Chapter 1567 59..., 59 Is Catching up Again!

The advantage of system combat is that there is a shortcoming that can be made up by other aspects. The tanks of the Aurora Legion are not advanced enough, but the Legion does not only have tanks.

Liu Meng, who is in charge of the missile brigade, has always wanted to decapitate the opponent, aiming at the enemy's command system and firing a few M7 missiles. As long as the enemy's position is locked, short-range tactical missiles can blast past in just a few minutes. But the difficulty lies in how to lock the enemy's position.

The field troops are always on the move, and even if the camp is often radio silent, it is not clear where its headquarters is? Liu Meng's idea of ​​finding the enemy to launch a few missiles lasted for a long time. It was not until Rom tried to lure the enemy that he deciphered the opponent's command information on the radio.

In order to determine the location of the target, an artillery unmanned reconnaissance aircraft flew into the enemy's air defense firepower network like death, and was shot down in just a few minutes. But in just a few minutes, the headquarters of the independent third division that stopped to direct the battle was exposed.

Confirmed by radio direction finding and reconnaissance aircraft at close range, the three launch companies of the missile brigade fired a salvo and fired more than ten M7 short-range tactical ballistic missiles in a row, which directly paralyzed the command system of the third division.

The rumbling explosion was earth-shattering, and Suzano's face turned pale immediately. He himself escaped the catastrophe by luck, but immediately understood that there was trouble.

After the other troops were beheaded, they might still be able to fight on their own, but Suzano knew very well that his subordinates were all idiots—without the repression of the superior officers, the subordinates would definitely collapse.

Suzano was still praising his men for playing well one second before, and jumped onto an 'Avenger' anti-aircraft tank the next second, and immediately retreated after gathering a group of surrounding troops. He didn't care that the front line was fighting, or even that there were five divisions advancing side by side, so he just ran away.

Missiles and planes are booming in the sky, tanks on the ground are rushing, the commander in the rear suddenly has no news, and the personnel fighting in front are not stupid. Asking each other on the radio, everyone knew that the boss who supervised the battle had actually run away.

A tank company equipped with M60A3 hurriedly withdrew from the front line, and a large number of abandoned weapons and equipment could be seen along the way. Heavy artillery was left on the side of the road, towed trucks disappeared, and box after box of shells were thrown on the ground without opening, just to reduce the burden of fleeing.

"Damn it, these artillerymen run faster than us." The company commander of the tank company grabbed a map and looked for a way out. On the way down, he saw many soldiers simply surrender because they couldn't escape, but he didn't want to surrender. He also wanted to bring his own tank as a capital for promotion.

The deputy company commander suggested on the radio: "Head, should we go to the other five divisions? Their positions are not far from us."

The company commander immediately rejected this suggestion, "Stupid, our entire division has collapsed.

Will the other five divisions escape? What we have seen in the past must be empty positions, not even a ghost. "

There was also a motorized infantry company traveling on a truck trying to escape with the tanks, and the radio was filled with cries for help, all of which were attacked by the enemy's superior tanks without exception. "Tanks, tanks from the Aurora Legion have appeared. Who will help us? We need rescue urgently."

The company commander of the M60A3 tank company turned a deaf ear to this disturbing call. He is well aware that the performance of the Type 59 tanks equipped by the Aurora Legion is actually poor, but there are a lot of them used intensively.

The M60A3 is equipped with a 105mm rifled tank gun, which can easily knock through the main armor of the Type 59 tank. But once in a battle, the M60A3, which is at a disadvantage in number, cannot escape.

Looking at the route on the map, the commander of this tank company decided to avoid the main road that might be attacked by air, and return from the wild to the city of Campeche, which is still under the control of the Diego family.

"Head, let's go. Those Type 59 tanks are catching up again." A platoon leader in charge of the rear shouted over the radio.

Just after packing up the map, the tank company commander turned his head and found that one of his rear platoons was retreating ahead of him. He immediately scolded: "Damn it, is everyone only looking out for themselves now?"

A company of more than a dozen tanks moved immediately and accelerated their retreat. Relying on the excellent reliability of the M60A3, this company retreated smoothly for 50 kilometers without a car breaking down.

Just running for fifty kilometers in the potholed wilderness, the whole company was exhausted and fell apart. Thinking that the troops of the Aurora Legion would not chase so far, the company commander ordered a little repair, at least something to eat and drink.

But within three minutes of rest, there was a rumbling sound of heavy objects running on the ground in the distance. The whole company was shocked, and the company commander spit out the water he drank into his mouth, and shouted cursingly: "How did this damn Wujiu chase him so fast?"

The whole company looked like a frightened bird. They didn't even check how many enemies were chasing them, and launched their tanks to escape again. The continuous running away made them lose the courage to even look back.

Desperately running another 50 kilometers, a few tanks finally couldn't handle the harsh field maneuvers and broke down. The crew without a car didn't even bother to blow up the tanks, but directly got into the companion's car, hung on the turret and continued to escape .

After running desperately for three or four hours, the tank was really exhausted. Everyone had to get out of the tank to rest. Many of them hadn't suffered from this crime since they became tank soldiers.

Looking at the surrounding wasteland, the company commander doesn't know where he fled to? There was no cry for help on the radio, probably everyone should have died, and those who should have surrendered had also surrendered.

The current situation of Quanlian is quite bad. When the situation is summarized, it is found that there is a shortage of food, oil, water, and everything. The people in the company were hungry and growling, but they couldn't eat a few meals with the dry food they carried with them. What if this person starved for a day or two and guarded a bunch of powerful tanks?

"Damn, if we knew this, we might as well surrender on the spot." The company commander was quite annoyed, but he quickly dismissed the idea. The Aurora Legion is not a kind person, especially likes to conduct investigations and trials, and execute all bad things.

"Company commander, good news. There is also a group of escaped people near us. I just went to see them. They have a lot of supplies and are eating." The deputy company commander ran over with a smile and reported the results of his investigation.

"Kill them all and annex them." Tired and hungry, he had to let go of all scruples. The company commander felt that his tank was useful again.

The one who was camping near this tank company at the moment was Boss Suzano who was the first to escape. Now he was leaning against a truck tire in desperation, holding a can of luncheon meat in his hand.

I can't eat, I have no appetite...

The boss felt bitter about this meeting, and it was an indescribable bitterness of 'dumb eating coptis'. Think about him, a big man with power all over the government and the public, how did he fall into this predicament when he came to the battlefield?

One division collapsed, there are still five divisions, and it's not that they don't have the capital to continue their prestige. But now the remaining five divisions don't like him as the boss at all, no matter how they call on the radio, they don't respond. It seems that the only solution is to escape back to Mexico City.

"Oh, I have to eat even if I don't have an appetite. If I don't eat, I won't even have the strength to escape." Boss Suzano grabbed a small knife and cut open the can of luncheon meat. Before the meat was stuffed into his mouth, suddenly the ground trembled slightly, and several tanks rushed over.

Dozens of tons of armored vehicles launched an impact, and the terrifying momentum caused the fleeing people to give way one after another. But Suzano himself was overjoyed—it would be very useful to have a tank unit at this time.

The tank stopped and an officer jumped out. Suzano hurried over and shouted: "I am Suzano, and I order you..."

The commander of the tank company had just jumped off the tank and stood firm on the ground when he saw someone rushing towards him shouting. He subconsciously snatched the luncheon meat from the opponent's hand, followed by a slap, and shouted after the slap, "I know you as Suzano, but my tank doesn't know you."

There was no sound... Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Suzano, who fell to the ground, couldn't believe that this was what happened to him. And the people who fled with him were so frightened that they dared not speak, and no one stood up to speak for him.

And just when the tank company commander was invincible, disdainful, mighty and domineering to the extreme, a stern voice broke the awe-inspiring atmosphere, and the deputy company commander shouted heartbreakingly on the radio: "Company commander, the company commander is not good!" Lah. Wujiu..., Wujiu is catching up again!"