"Company commander, are we really okay with this?" Bi Dagang set up the laser target designator on a protruding stone, and his hand was motionless as if he was aiming with a gun, but his mouth was not idle.

Don't look at him, he always inevitably says strange things, and his temperament is not as honest as other fighters. But Bi Dagang is very good at doing things, serious and persevering, and under the appearance of a big grin, he actually has a delicate heart.

In fact, this is also the reason why Heng Jianyun handed over the laser target designator to him, Bi Dagang was trained by doing farm work in the field since he was a child, and he has a lot of strength in his hands and arms, and he never goes out of the eight rings with a gun aimed at 800 meters.

With this steadiness in hand, it was possible to aim the laser at the piers of the steel bridge from 2 kilometers away. Otherwise, if you accidentally shake it here, when you reach the other end of the laser, the landing point will float out of the bridge.

But even if he has done so, Bi Dagang still doubts that he doesn't have to go over to plant explosives, he doesn't have to fight with the bridge guards, and he doesn't even have to expose his figure.

As long as you take a picture of this thing in your hand, and then a bomb flies over and blows up the bridge?

What Bi Dagang didn't know, however, was that at this time, in China's airspace, 50 kilometers away from the Songruque River, the pilot of a Qiang-5 attack plane had already completed all the preparations for the launch of the missile.

The Army-Green Qiang-5 attack aircraft was a very successful attack aircraft, capable of completing all combat missions, from iron bombs to hydrogen bombs, but it was the first attempt at a precision ground strike mission today.

It does not carry any of the missiles already equipped with the Chinese military, but an air-to-ship anti-ship missile that is still in the process of being developed. That is, the famous YJ-8 anti-ship missile in later generations.

This missile has been being developed by China since the mid-seventies. By 1985, the Chinese Exocet missile product was close to finalization. Its air-launched version of the YJ-8 missile. With a range of 40 to 50 km, autopilot and radio altimeter are used for mid-course self-control, and pulse-Doppler active radar is used for terminal guidance.

After getting the laser guidance kit launched by Hu Wenhai, I searched all over the projects in hand, and in the end it seemed that the YJ-8 was the most suitable for modifying into a laser-guided missile.

The range of 50 kilometers can ensure that the aircraft is outside the defense zone of most air defense weapons, and the central control of the autopilot and radio altimeter can ensure that it can accurately fly near the target. What needs to be improved is simply to replace the planned pulse-Doppler radar with an optoelectronic kit - which will be cheaper.

As it seems now, the best weapon for this mission really has to be the Eagle Strike 8.

Fortunately, most of the research and development work of the YJ-8 missile has been completed, and it has passed the final acceptance test, and all six test launches at the test site directly hit the target. Now in service. There are already no technical problems. It is not a problem at all for the R&D unit to urgently modify a laser-guided missile.

For the Haiphong Missile Research Institute, the research and development unit of the YJ-8, if the outstanding performance this time is favored by the Iraqi tyrants, it will of course be pie in the sky. Although the army is a little wary of the price of the YJ-8, it is not opposed to having another means of precision strike, although it cannot afford to use it at all.

Anyway, there are 7 billion foreign trade orders hanging, and the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense gritted its teeth and paid for such a small amount of capital. Anyway, in the end, it will be the Iraqis who will pay for it, and no matter how big the cost, it can be earned back tenfold or hundredfold.

It was only at this time that the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense and the General Defense realized that they had really made a serious mistake in the past. If there is no more than ten times the benefit of the arms deal, it is simply a loss, and the kind of business that only earns some manual work and material money in the past is simply a shame for the five gangsters.

Although the Chinese sold weapons to Iran. It's already making 100% profit. But the goods have to be thrown away, how can there be such a business as doubling the cost and then exchanging the unit for dollars?

So in order to be able to fool the Iraqis. This time, the Commission of Science, Technology, and Industry for National Defense and the troops all exerted their strength to break the previous practice of the Air Force not taking the initiative to attack.

The sky in the dark night suddenly flashed with a dazzling light, and an Eagle Strike 8 missile, let's call it for the time being, pierced the sky on the front line of Laoshan like lightning. With a whistling figure, he crossed the front line of the heavy confrontation between China and Vietnam, and disappeared into the dark night sky.

Although Bi Dagang kept muttering softly, he did not relax his vigilance at all.

He suddenly let out a low cry, and almost as soon as a flash of fire appeared on the horizon in the sky. Then there was the roar of the rocket engine, followed by a huge explosion!

The steel bridge on the Song Ruque River slammed into a burst of **, and the cement piers that supported its heavy body had disappeared. A creaking sound rang out from all over its body, first the bridge was tilted, then the steel beams were broken and scattered, and finally the middle of the steel bridge was obviously overwhelmed, as if it had been gnawed by a giant beast, and a huge gap appeared.

"Well done!" Heng Jianyun slapped Bi Dagang hard and hurriedly beckoned. A soldier with a camera around his neck ran over and, without saying a word, began to take pictures of the burning bridge.

Bi Dagang looked blankly at the Song Ruque River Bridge, which had been completely crippled, looked at Heng Jianyun in disbelief, and asked, "I said company commander, is this really what I did?"

"Who else could it be if it weren't for you!" Heng Jianyun looked frowning and said with a smile: "If it weren't for you, that missile would know where it was going to hit it? This bridge is not like an airplane, and the radar is useless." ”

"But, I didn't do anything, I just took this thing and looked at the flyover for a long time, and then it blew up......?

"In the future war, it's no longer just a matter of rushing up with a gun, let's learn more culture when you have time. Heng Jianyun himself was also embarrassed, and for the first time he had a trace of understanding of this kind of non-contact war.

"Alright, end the alert and prepare to evacuate!"

"Yes!" the soldiers in the platoon whispered, and one last curious glance at the still burning bridge took a quick look at it, and quickly packed up and prepared to evacuate.

However, the news of the bombing of the Songruque River Bridge was like a hornet's nest, and although the Annam army did not know why the Chinese army's missiles could accurately hit the cement pier of a bridge from 50 kilometers away, they subconsciously began to be on guard.

You must know that before that, the attack range of the Chinese army was only 20 kilometers in depth. If this range is extended to 50 kilometers, it will mean that the two rear towns, which were originally safe, will also be put on wartime alert from now on. The first thing in front of the Annan people is to confirm whether this attack can be replicated by the Chinese.

Figuring out what exactly happened to the Songruque River Bridge was crucial for the people of Annam.

Although it was not smooth sailing when he came, Heng Jianyun soon found out that it seemed that the journey back would only be more difficult than when he came.

A bridge was inexplicably blown up in the rear that was supposed to be safe, and if a bridge was blown up today, will the missiles fall on the head of the former enemy's command headquarters next time? As for when this next time will come, maybe it will be the next minute, maybe tomorrow, maybe next month, but after all, no one dares to take this risk!

So behind the line of the Lao Son line in Annam, for a time there were Vietnamese people who moved like gophers. Two small towns within a range of 20 to 50 kilometers also began to mobilize in full force. Some went into bomb shelters, while others simply ran into the mountains.

It's okay to say that those who entered the air-raid shelter, but as soon as there were more people entering the mountain, Heng Jianyun's row suddenly became struggling.

"Company commander, this is already the third wave of people we have met entering the mountain......"

Bi Dagang carefully lay in the grass, it is hard to imagine that this is the weather in February, for the "Changbai Tigers" from the northeast, it has been closed by heavy snow for more than ten days at this time.

Fortunately, the front line of Laoshan has a subtropical climate, and the temperature is still more than ten degrees at night, except for more mosquitoes, it is not too difficult.

But even so, the atmosphere among the soldiers in the platoon still seemed a little oppressive, because suddenly there were more Annanites in the forest. It was expected to be at least within the effective range of the PLA artillery fire before sunrise, but now it seems that it may not be reached.

Heng Jianyun beckoned, and a signal soldier with a radio on his back crawled over, and he asked, "Xiao Cheng, can you get in touch with the headquarters?"

Signal soldier Xiao Cheng shook his head silently, and said in a low voice: "Company commander, our position is not good, the signal is very weak, unless you go up a tree or climb up a mountain, you can't receive a signal from the headquarters!"

Heng Jianyun looked up, nodded and said, "Find an opportunity to contact the headquarters." ”

At this moment, not only the front finger of Chuncheng was waiting for Heng Jianyun's news, but there was also someone who was also anxiously waiting.

The brightly lit camp playground has been completely leveled and cleared of debris, making it a runway where planes can take off temporarily. But of course, this kind of runway may only be able to take off and land fans with low requirements and short take-off distances such as Chujiao Liu. But in addition to this, there is another type of aircraft that can take off in such a situation, and that is drones.

A nearly five-meter-long drone is painted matte grey, and its knapsack twin-turbojet engine allows it to take off and land on this humble battlefield runway. In addition to this, the drone is equipped with an autopilot and expensive high-precision mechanical gyroscopes in order to provide it with some auxiliary operation capabilities for ultra-remote control.

Hu Wenhai looked at his watch again, not noticing that Han Bai had run out of the barracks in a hurry.

"Comrade Xiao Hu, there is news from the front finger that the actions of Heng Jianyun's team are in trouble!" (To be continued......)