Super military empire

As the war progresses, the units on both sides of the war that do not need to directly face guns are fighting on each side, hoping to stop the war or achieve their desired results outside the battlefield. The battlefield is still in full swing.

The forces of the two sides have begun to entangle, the tank battle has continued, and the surrounding reinforcements are also fast advancing toward the battlefield.

Fighters from both sides continuously release missiles in the sky to protect their ground forces from being bombed by the other side.

The air force versus the air force, the Iraqi helicopter units helped their tank units beat American tanks, and the Iraqi tanks were constantly looking for American armored vehicles.

Fully using Tian Ji’s horse racing strategy, the U.S. military was originally divided into three lines. Under the attack of the Iraqi army, it was constantly shrinking. The tank wreckage on the ground was constantly burning and billowing black smoke. People care about these at this time.

"Boom!" A US Army M1A2 tank was hit by a missile in its engine, and the roar stopped after the explosion.

Soon, several artillery shells began to explode around the tank, and even armor-piercing shells exploded on the heavy armor.

The several scarred Dragon Guard tanks around, at this time, were constantly turning their turrets and firing towards this side.

The stopped m1a2 turret turned a few times, and then stopped completely, regardless of whether it was aimed at the enemy or not, the shells kept shooting out of the barrel.

A tail wing shelling armor-piercing projectile flew towards this side with a whistling, directly hitting the joint between the barrel and the turret.

"Boom!" M1a2, who was hit by this shell, paused heavily, and then there was no more movement.

The upper hatch was lifted, and several American armored soldiers crawled out of it.

"Da da da da..." Not far away, a machine gun on an armored vehicle rang, and the bullet hit the armor around the turret, sparking continuously, but only a shallow pit was left.

An American soldier who had just crawled out of it was hit by a bullet in an instant, and then fell to the top of the turret.

The tank soldiers inside did not dare to come out again, and even the machine guns could not be used.

The shells are still flying towards the most powerful tank of the US military.

"Boom!" A projectile flying from the side landed on the tank's road wheels, and then the tank began to gradually burn.

Even so, the sound of machine guns and artillery from the Iraqis continued.

"Boom!" The U.S. tank that was paralyzed was finally unsure whether it was burning caused the internal ammunition to explode, or it was exploded by numerous artillery shells and completely exploded.

At this time, the cannonballs flying towards here completely stopped.

"Don't take prisoners, kill all American troops for me!" This was the order Mubashar received.

He also conveyed this order to all his troops.

There were more than the other side, and their tanks killed the U.S. armed helicopters at the beginning. At this time, Iraq’s few helicopters kept dropping anti-tank missiles and rockets at the U.S. tanks.

Rao is dressed in depleted uranium armor, these tanks still cannot withstand the bombardment of many shells, and eventually become a pile of wreckage, silently staying in the desert of Iraq, telling the cruelty of this war that should not have occurred.

The Iraqi tank that exploded this tank kept advancing.

The U.S. tanks are constantly shrinking.

"Where is our air support? Where are our reinforcements? If this continues, I can't stand it anymore! Where did the headquarters go?"

All the tank battalion leaders below are in contact with the headquarters.

They need the command of the headquarters.

They need the cooperation of friendly forces!

And now, Major General Brian and his team of officers are hurriedly making a strategic retreat to the rear.

Highways have been continuously destroyed by aerial bombs dropped by the Iraqis themselves, missiles launched from a distance, and even rocket artillery shells, making it difficult for vehicles to pass.

As for the helicopter, it didn't take long for the war to take off before it was killed by the enemy's intensive use of missiles.

At this moment, the command staff of the 3rd Mechanic Infantry Division can only retreat strategically through armored vehicles.

Many of the communication vehicles are in the back.

While a large number of armored vehicles moved slowly to avoid the huge crater on the road, on the sand dunes on both sides of the road, a team of soldiers in desert camouflage was observing the convoy of only seven loaded vehicles under the sun.

The team is very long and there are many jeeps.

"Boss, the front is fighting horribly, but this unit is retreating to the rear, or eat it?" A man holding a binoculars, his face covered with oil paint so that he can't see his face, and sweat on his forehead While observing the convoy, the soldier whispered to the soldier who was sleeping with his helmet on his face.

These soldiers wear desert camouflage uniforms, but they don't have any epaulettes or cap badges, and there is no sign of their identity.

"Which unit does that car belong to?" The soldier lying on the hot sand did not move, only a word came out.

The other soldiers, except for observing, mostly shielded themselves tightly and did not move.

"The Third Mechanic Infantry Division of the US Army!"

The middle-aged soldier who spoke at the beginning said, "Maybe he has retreated."

"How far is the Seventh Infantry Division from here?" The soldier with the hat on his face turned over and took the telescope."What's so special about it is that their high-ranking officer flees behind? Ask about the situation behind, if it's a big fish, it's caught! We haven't gotten too many benefits yet!"

"Boss, the Iraqi capital has been bombed. How much money do they have to pay our commission? Or, forget it?" A bearded soldier next to him crawled over and looked at the armored vehicle team not far away. , "It is better for us to get the wreckage of the fighter plane. Whether it is sold to China or the Soviet Union, we must not lose money..."

"Here is a group, we are the closest to the plane that fell over there..."

Others also gathered around.

"In case the tanks and armored vehicles that are defeated are not far away, we don't have heavy equipment. I guess we have to explain it..."

A bunch of people are starting to discuss.

"Fight, we can't win the previous tank battle, this has to be a vote. It really won't work, let the Americans spend money..." one person said, "Otherwise, we are like the brothers of the geese, etc. After the discussion, the wild goose flew away..."

"Then make a vote first!"

"Bazooka ready!"

The entire team consisted of thirty or forty people. After the phrase "bazooka ready" was said, it was tens of meters in front of the sand dune and less than a hundred meters from the highway. Many people suddenly appeared in many places.

These people are lying in the sandpit, with the same color as the surrounding environment behind them. When there is no movement, it is impossible to see anyone lying in ambush here.

At this time, these people moved, and some rocket launchers with rockets were extended from where they were originally lying.

Just lying on the ground, the individual rocket launcher in his hand aimed at the armored vehicle team coming here.

Inside the armored car, Major General Brian constantly urged the driver to speed up.

He needed to find a place to rebuild his own headquarters, but lost important communication equipment, etc., so he could only rely on the communication equipment of the 7th Infantry Division.

"How far is it from the 7th Infantry Division who came to support?" Brian was worried, and now he couldn't contact the troops on the battlefield.

"General, we still have more than 20 kilometers away. At the current speed, it will take about 40 minutes..."

"Don't they come here?" Brian was a little angry.

"General, now General David has fully taken over the command of the war. The 7th Infantry Division is constantly being harassed and has stopped and established a defensive position..."

In fact, the 7th Division did not establish a defensive position, but to search for the downed "Aurora" reconnaissance aircraft. This US military has invested tens of billions of dollars in aircraft, but it has all the top American technology. .

"Shot!" Even the general couldn't help cursing at this moment."Speed ​​up! We must re-establish an effective connection with our troops. Where is the communications command vehicle?"

"Not out yet..."

Brian was speechless.

He didn't want to die in the Iraqi desert like the commander of the 24th Mechanic Infantry Division, so he chose the first time to make a strategic retreat.

At this time, he couldn't get in touch with his troops.

The small communications equipment simply cannot communicate with the command vehicles on the battlefield.

"Boom!" The armored vehicle at the front was directly blown up by the ambush on the ground.

When the entire convoy did not react, on one side of the road, several rockets flew towards the armored vehicle behind.

"Launch!" When Brian urged to speed up, the armored vehicle had reached the ambush.

"There is an ambush!"

The convoy of armored vehicles suddenly became chaotic. Someone opened the rear door and jumped out of it.

But as soon as he landed, he was knocked down by a bullet shot from a distance, and the senior officers who were preparing to come out immediately understood what was going on.

"Sniper!"

"Boom boom boom!"

With a series of explosions, almost every rocket hit the armored vehicles. When the driver dodged the armored vehicles, these armored vehicles either overturned or fell into the craters on the road.

Brian was fainted by the impact of the overturned armored car. When he woke up, before he opened his eyes, he heard a voice in his ears, "It is a major general! Boss, we are rich! "