Chapter 1654: Thunderfield

There is an industrial area more than ten kilometers north of Queretaro. From the perspective of terrain, this industrial area is surrounded by two low hills. One of the main ways.

"Damn it, those officers want us to be stationed here?" Looking at the flat terrain several kilometers wide on both sides of Route 111, a government soldier almost wailed. "It's impossible to defend here."

Suzano's air and ground forces were out of touch, the air force came too fast, and the ground armor was still tens of kilometers away. After dispatching a long-range artillery special-purpose unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, the time difference of about an hour was caught by the Meng Xin Army commanding the battle.

About a regiment of troops was deployed by the Meng Xin Army on more than a dozen commanding heights within 20 kilometers outside the city. A platoon commanded by Rafael was ordered to move forward more than ten kilometers to become an observation post, and they were asked to deploy on a hill near the industrial area.

"We have to go up the mountain." Raphael said with a map in his hand. After months of fighting, he was a veteran. After receiving the short training course for platoon officers, he was dropped to serve in the New Mexico government army.

Raphael's platoon has distinct characteristics of the earthworm. The six-five-style military uniform in the combat readiness warehouse looks quite rustic, and the armed belt around the waist is even more awkward. Type 5 and 6 submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles seem to have weak firepower, and the only two rocket launchers don't seem like equipment that can fight a big battle.

It's just that the Mexican government forces currently look like this. Anyway, it's a bargain that was picked up for nothing, so you can't ask too much.

The recruits in the platoon were terrified about running to the forefront of the battle, but Raphael knew that this job was not too dangerous. The hills on both sides of Highway 111 are very large. Although the terrain is flat and the relative altitude is not high, it is better than squatting in a bunker and waiting for shells.

The truck ran away as soon as it put Rafael's platoon in place. And when they were about to go up the mountain, dozens of old-looking trucks ran up behind them.

"Rocket launcher?" Several guide rails loaded on the truck made some soldiers guess, "Aren't the artillery all behind? The rocket launcher needs to go so far forward?"

The round-headed old truck did not move forward, but stopped right under the eyes of Rafael and the others and dispersed. A lot of busy officers and soldiers jumped out of the car. Judging from their appearance, they obviously had very urgent tasks.

The distance between the two troops was not far, and Raphael didn't understand what these people were doing, so he simply shouted, "What are you doing?"

The officers of the convoy didn't have time to talk to Rafael, they only cared about arranging a few trucks towing the 'Bazooka'. And after a while, the launcher on the car was raised and rotated, and then opened fire with a whoosh.

The roar of the rocket drives a strong air wave, and the dust blown up can fly dozens of meters away. Rafael's platoon was also rushing to climb up the mountain. After they walked a certain distance, they realized that the rockets fired by this convoy didn't fly very far at all. After shooting two kilometers, they automatically scattered white umbrella flowers one after another.

"It's like a rocket mine," Rafael said.

A rocket dropped ten umbrella flowers, each with a green-shelled anti-tank mine hanging from the white umbrella. What Raphael saw was actually a convoy of Type 79 rocket mines, responsible for distributing Type 69 anti-tank mines.

A salvo of four vehicles can quickly lay out three minefields the size of football fields two kilometers away. After multiple loading and launching, the road on both sides of Route 111 is blocked by hills.

After laying the anti-tank mines, the laying troops also fired anti-personnel mines into the minefield. Before the appearance of the enemy's armored forces, the flat intersection in this area was completely blocked by a minefield five kilometers long and one kilometer wide.

Seeing the white umbrella flowers scattered all over the ground, the entire platoon of soldiers including Raphael couldn't help but gasp in amazement. Everyone felt that with such a minefield blocked, it would be really difficult for the enemy to come over.

Climb up the gentle hill of one or two hundred meters beside the highway, set up bunkers, observation posts and retreat routes. After setting up the radio station, Rafael stared at the wide intersection blocked by minefields with his binoculars.

"Platoon leader, will the enemy be unable to get through?"

"Where there are mines, there will be demining. We can rocket mines, and the enemy can also rocket mines. Minefields can only delay the enemy's advance."

Having been trained in a short training course, Raphael has more knowledge at any rate. It didn't take long to see a helicopter coming from the north for reconnaissance. He tried to intercept it with individual anti-aircraft missiles, but the helicopter flew away after circling in the distance for a while.

And about forty or fifty kilometers away, the vanguard of an armored division that Suzano went south temporarily stopped and established a basic air defense position.

Both sides have heavy artillery and drones, especially the Aurora Legion has a large number of M7 ballistic missiles, no one will be foolish and directly hit the opponent's defensive positions.

After sending drones and helicopters to conduct multiple investigations, McCain, who is in charge of commanding the 'Mexico Unity' forces, pondered in front of the electronic map: "The Air Force reported that Querétaro's outlying positions were more than ten kilometers outside the city. , Several key intersections were also blocked by minefields.

It is necessary for us to occupy the commanding heights of several hills on both sides of the intersection as artillery observation posts. As for minefields, we can also use rockets to clear mines, and we can also use rockets to strike enemy positions from a distance. Our M270 is really good, it can do a lot of things. "

The M270 is really good and can do everything.

After issuing several orders, Mr. McCain felt that he still had more to say. After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that the number of fighter planes dispatched by the Air Force was too small to blow up the opponent before the Army arrived. The next battle might not be in line with the habits of American commanders.

It doesn't matter, let the artillery go first.

Great American artillery is also very powerful.

The division commander ordered that a battalion of 18 M270s began to conduct precision strikes on targets that had been found on the battlefield. All kinds of guided rockets and mine-clearing rockets roared into the sky. Relying on the ultra-long range of tens of kilometers of rockets, this battalion could shoot vigorously while hiding outside the enemy's strike range.

The whizzing rockets flew out as if they didn't need money, and a single salvo was enough to cover an area of ​​the boss. Dozens of old-fashioned '79' minefields that took a long time to lay were broken open in ten breaths.

"Immediately evaluate the effect of the battle and confirm the remaining status of the enemy's defense line. If necessary, conduct a second round of firepower strikes. After reaching the goal, immediately use helicopters to seize the outer commanding heights of Querétaro."

Mr. McCain is looking forward to the next battle. In this era of discovery and destruction, he only needs to constantly figure out the enemy's layout through various investigative methods, and then it's time to give full play to his superiority in firepower.

Only half an hour later, the staff reported after interpreting the reconnaissance information from the drones and helicopters: "Sir, I'm afraid we really need a second round of fire strikes."

Hmm... as expected.

"Need to supplement those targets?"

"all."

"All? Didn't even clean up the enemy's minefield?"

"No, we cleaned it up, but the enemy quickly made up for it."

"Hmm... Damn it! Make a second round of strikes."

Another half hour....

"Sir, we're afraid we'll need a third round of fire."

"Don't tell me the minefield hasn't been cleared yet."

"I'm sorry, sir. But the enemy did recover the minefield again."

"Wow... let's fight again."

In half an hour....

"Sir, this attack was very successful. We even killed the opponent's mine-laying convoy."

"Oh, yeah? Well done to the scouting lads, and our bazooka battalion is great."

"But the enemy launched another mine-laying convoy and blocked the intersection again."

"This..., let's start the damn fourth round of firepower immediately."

Still half an hour....

"Is the minefield fixed? It's just a small minefield, it can't stop us."

"I'm sorry, sir, but this time we're under fire."

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