The placement of roadblocks is also tricky.

You definitely can't just throw some rotten wood or broken glass bottles. If you encounter something serious, just hit it directly. The roadblock needs to be a tripod with a barbed iron sheet behind it, and then block the abandoned car!

Even if Hummer is awesome, now it has to become sb!

Captain Klein Moretti saw this and was decisive, "Get out of the car and use machine gun fire to suppress it."

The machine gunner on the convoy mounted an M60 general-purpose machine gun and fired at the second floor.

This is a magic gun that has spanned several decades, but it gets better and better as it gets older. In addition, it is easy to replenish ammunition on the battlefield, so it is very popular on the front line. Even a rich guy like Yingjiang is not interested in it.

The old lover was also reluctant to eliminate her.

The bullet chain keeps firing, and the bullet casing exits from the other side. Hundreds of bullets are fired at each other. Even if the militants hold their heads in confusion and want to hide in the house, can they outrun the bullets?

Isn’t it easy for a 7.62mm bullet to penetrate bones?

"Ah..." An armed man on the balcony did not have time to dodge. After being shot, he fell down from the railing and hit the ground, raising a layer of dust. More than 30 fully armed Rangers jumped out of the Humvee.

Get out of the car, hide behind the car and shoot. Of course, you also have a grenade installed, and shoot at the target car!

A large number of militiamen and mobs came up with AK47s and fired at the convoy.

The pressure suddenly increased. One ranger failed to dodge and was shot and fell to the ground. But when his comrades went to help him, he was greeted by another rocket. In a war zone like Africa, rockets are the cheapest.

It's almost wholesale. Sometimes when the quantity is large, it's not even as expensive as an AK. Of course, it can be copied when necessary. It's like Tang Dao has a monopoly on Russian weapons in Somalia. Especially this RPG usually only costs 200.

U.S. dollars, each shell costs 40 U.S. dollars. Of course, it needs to be sold separately. If possible, he is prepared to sell the trigger separately as well.

Captain Klein Moretti hid behind the Humvee, but in vain, the ground beneath his feet was shaking. He raised his head in shock, feeling very uneasy, and saw a big guy in his eyes.

“omg…”

"Pion! (Peony)!!" A ranger exclaimed, forgetting to wear a headset, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.

They have undergone psychological testing. To a certain extent, it can be said that their psychological endurance should be one of the strongest among the group of people, but the big guy that even them is frightened is the 203mm self-propelled artillery-M1975!

The giant bear is roaring!

But such a giant bear is nicknamed: Peony.

Lao Maozi's special hobby is indeed full of evil taste.

This self-propelled artillery began to be equipped with troops in 1977, replacing the original old S-23 180mm plus howitzer. It uses a specially designed crawler chassis, and its overall structure and layout are similar to the American M-110.

It was deployed in front armies and high command artillery units.

In addition to conventional ammunition, the 2s7 can also use nuclear bombs. It is a tactical nuclear strike weapon. It has a long range and is powerful. It uses a bomb feeder to achieve a faster rate of fire. It is equipped with tracked ammunition to accompany the action.

car.

Of course, this is a normal configuration, but Tang Dao certainly has no way to get a nuclear bomb for Aidid, but with such a big muzzle, who can stop it in this inhospitable place?

It weighs 40 tons, the total length of the gun is 12,800 mm, the total width of the gun is 3,500 mm, and the total height of the gun is 3,500 mm. The engine power is 450 hp, the maximum range is 30,000 meters, and the high and low shooting range is 5 to 60 degrees. If it is pulled over to fight a Humvee, is it a bit overkill?

The driver who controls this big guy was trained by Tang Dao's company. The old gangsters have deeply remembered the words of the "teachers". Since problems can be solved with distance, they must not engage in contact combat, and this "Peony"

It's very fragile, but it can't withstand the US military's "stinger" rocket launcher, which is charging up about 600 meters away!

poog!!!

boom!!

The legs of the militant standing nearby were trembling, and he almost turned around and ran away. When the sound rang in his ears, the fear in his heart was amplified. (When Jiangshan heard the armored vehicle firing, he was so scared that he went soft.)

The artillery shell drew a beautiful arc and smashed into the US military convoy.

This is completely a dimensionality reduction strike. As the overlord, Yingjiang finally demonstrated what the difference in weapons is. Their nearest airport is hundreds of kilometers away, and Aidid bought a batch from Tang Dao.

Surface-to-air missiles, with the former's cunning, must have been prepared...

Captain Klein Moretti's pupils shrank, and then he roared heartbreakingly, as if he was about to burst his throat, "Avoid!!!"

He held the gun, exerted force on his thigh muscles, and threw himself towards the house on the edge. Of course, he tried his best to position himself in a triangle, so that if he was not killed and the house collapsed, he would not be directly crushed.

die.

Of course, these are just survival skills. Whether you can survive depends on God.

boom!

The destructive force with a radius of more than 10 meters shook the 2.81-ton Humvee, and the shrapnel could cut a thumb-wide wound on the body of the vehicle. The Rangers who could not dodge... could not survive it.

Captain Klein Moretti was lucky. He escaped the damage of the cannonball, but he was too excited just now and hit his head on a broken rock. It actually hurt more when he was wearing a helmet, and his head was still buzzing.

Yes, the blood on the forehead slid down the corners of the eyes, and some got into the eyes. The corneas were congested and looked very ferocious.

"Call for support! The convoy was attacked, casualties unknown."

…

Garrison slammed his fist on the table, and the thermos cup fell to the ground. The photos of Eagle Sauce hanging on the wall were flashing with cold light. He gritted his teeth and struggled with his expression, but he was still helpless. Most of the soldiers in the camp

They have all been dispatched, and most of the ones left here are pilots from the 160th Special Flying Group. You can't let these precious little guys go to the rescue with weapons, right?

What is the difference between this and sending experience packages?

And the nearest Yingjiang camp is hundreds of kilometers away. Just wait for them to come and collect the bodies.

Since we can't rely on internal resources, we can only rely on external forces now.

"Help me connect with the staff." Garrison said through gritted teeth. The staff quickly picked up the satellite phone and dialed the dedicated number.

"I'm General Johnny Maltz."

"General, I request to contact the troops of other countries stationed in Mogadishu and ask for their support."

There are peacekeeping forces in Mogadishu, including Pakistan and India, and now they are the only ones who can help.

Johnny on the other end of the phone.

Admiral Maltz understood from General Garrison that this battlefield might be more cruel than what he had seen. Now that it has reached this point, the number of casualties must be rising. His heart sank, "I will be responsible for contacting you.

But I don’t know if they will agree, after all, that is Somalia.”

Perhaps he felt that his words were too "cruel", so he thought of a way, "There are many mercenaries in Mogadishu. Before support comes, you can ask them to provide support, and the headquarters will bear all costs."

Let mercenaries support the regular army?

What kind of bullshit plan is this?

Garrison really wanted to curse, but when he thought of the military rank on the other person's shoulders, he closed his mouth. However, he still responded in a grumpy voice and hung up the phone before venting, "Damn it.

, he asked me to find mercenaries for help? By this time, those hyenas had already gone to nowhere!"

"General..." At this moment, a staff officer who followed Grant here hesitated, "Actually, there are really mercenaries."
Chapter completed!