"Buzz~~Buzz~~"

In the sky, the unique sound of shells breaking through the air came from the depths of the desert, and Major General Petrov, who was directing the retreat of the Iraqi armored group, was worthy of being an experienced professional soldier, and when he heard this sound, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at the city of Khoram Shahr incredulously:

"Artillery?How can there be artillery to counterattack in the city of Khorramshahr? how can they bomb~~~boom~~~~"

Just as a third of the word "how" was spit out, and the remaining two-thirds were still stuck in his throat gurgling, he felt a sudden violent shaking of the sand under his feet, followed by a series of earth-shattering explosions, endlessly exploding at the 122mm "Hail" rocket artillery position two kilometers behind him

In an instant, the roar and waves of air rolled, and the raindrops of artillery shells swept this elite rocket artillery position to pieces, and the terrifying explosions overturned one artillery truck after another to the ground and blew them into scrap metal; the terrifying shock wave swept away everything they went, turning them into powder; bloodthirsty fragments were scattered and splashed in all directions, cutting iron, stripping flesh, and drinking blood, accompanied by the terrible howls of the Iraqi soldiers on the battlefield, singing a loud song of hell

"How can this be? How can the artillery of Khorramshahr still be combat-capable?"

Not far away, the artillery position composed of a rocket artillery regiment and a full 24 122mm "Hail" rocket launchers turned into a ball of fireball in the blink of an eye. Completely disappearing from the battle sequence of the armored cluster of the Iraqi Republican Guard, Major General Petrov could not believe his eyes, only felt that everything in front of him was like a dream. It's unimaginable.

There was no way, this time the artillery came too quickly, too suddenly, and before they could react, the huge heavy artillery shells had already broken through the air and smashed down, if it was five or six, or even ten or twenty shells, it was nothing. After all, the "Hail" rocket launcher, as a weapon with strong mobility ability, can be quickly evacuated in case of danger.

However, the counterattack of the city of Khorramshahr fired countless shells in one go. Dense, roaring, unusually accurate, and terrifying, the Soviet-made 122mm rocket launcher, nicknamed "Hail", thoroughly understood what a real hail was, and also gave Major General Petrov the first time to appreciate the true power of the Type 82 52 caliber 155mm plus howitzer.

But even so. He still couldn't imagine it. How did the Iranian artillery positions deployed in the city of Khorramshahr dodge the intensive attacks of his six heavy artillery groups, looking at the rocket artillery positions that had been burned into ashes in front of him, Major General Petrov's heart was like a knife, and when he turned his head to look at the city of Khorramshahr, which was still filled with gunsmoke, he was in a trance in front of him

It's just that at this moment, God will not give him any time to think, because it is at this moment. There was a sound of "buzz~~buzz~~~" in the sky again, getting louder and louder from far and near. The Iraqi staff officers at the forward command post were all frightened and horrified when they heard this, and they were all like flies on their brows, hiding everywhere, only Petrov stood there in a daze as if he had been spelled, and his adjutant saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly pounced on him with an arrow:

"General, lie down"

"Boom~~~Boom~~~~~Boom~~~~"

Almost as soon as Petrov was knocked down, the torrential rain of shells smashed down on the head and face, and dozens of armored command vehicles, communication radios, radio command planes, transmitters, and communication antennas were stirred into pieces of scrap metal by a storm of flames composed of bursts of explosions in the blink of an eye

"Haha~~~ This burst of artillery is really enjoyable, but"

At the same time, Ahmadinejad, the commander of the Iranian mixed armored battalion who had just completed the regrouping, looked at the Iraqi rear positions covered by artillery fire in the distance, and his face flashed with an inexplicable ecstasy, but after shouting a few times, his voice gradually became lower, and his face was also covered with a faint disappointment, and then sighed deeply:

"Alas, it's just two small Iraqi positions."

"Small position?" Before Ahmadinejad finished speaking, Zhou Hao, who was also observing the shelling with a high-powered telescope, put down the telescope, and then stretched out his hand to point at the shocked and inexplicable looks of the retreating Iraqi tankers, and continued:

"Look at the Iraqis!"

Ahmadinejad looked in the direction of Zhou Hao's finger with a telescope, only to see a few backward Iraqi T— There were a lot of people poking out of the 72 tank, and even a few were calling loudly by radio, as if they were contacting the rear, but no matter what, their faces were all terrified and shocked, Ahmadinejad was also a veteran who had been tempered by two years of war, seeing this scene, I didn't know what was going on, the faint disappointment on my face was instantly replaced by a thick excitement, one hand turned into a hammer-sized fist, and hammered heavily on the armor next to me:

"Hey, this hit them in the heart!"

"It's not so much the heart, it's the brain!" Zhou Hao said with a smile, but just as his voice fell, Liao Shaoqing's call suddenly came from the headphones he was wearing:

"'Mouse'~'Mouse'~, quickly send the coordinates of the enemy's armored target over"

"The main position is high: 46, east-west coordinates 7405, north-south coordinates, 6643; the distance is 27 kilometers!" This coordinate Zhou Hao had already calculated, so when Liao Shaoqing called, Zhou Hao simply replied neatly, but he thought that the rest would wait until the end of the shelling to start impacting, but he didn't expect Liao Shaoqing's voice to squeak again in the headphones:

"That's right, 'rat'~, when you rush to the No. 21 area, take a look at whether the place you just hit is 'eye' or 'head', the money shopkeeper and Lu Dongjia are betting to eat a big meal, you know"

"Haha. Yes, yes, but it depends on how you knock down the iron wall in front of me, or else. You can't eat it if you want to!"

"60 rounds of terminal sensitive bullets, already loaded, even if it is impossible to knock them all down, it is still possible to make a hole, oh, not loaded, but has been shot"

As soon as Liao Shaoqing's words fell, the whistling of the Mo Min bullet had already come slowly. Two guided shells exploded in the center of the Iraqi armored cluster, and four beautiful bullets, accompanied by parachutes, drew one spiral after another in the air. Descending slowly, the Iraqi armored group, composed of the Tigris armored brigade and the Eufaladic armored brigade, did not pay attention to these four parachutes at all, and was still retreating in an orderly manner.

But at this moment. Fourth, each submunition suddenly burst in the air. Four armor-piercing projectiles were fired, and they bombarded down the top of the four locked T-72 tanks, only to see four black gas slashing down in the air, and the four T-72 tanks were in unison for a while, and there was no longer a trace of life. The overwhelming array of 155mm end-sensitive bullets was already coming at them.

A full fifty-eight shells, exploding in the air. The release of 116 submunitions, comparable to the "sharp-eyed" end-sensitive detection system, completes the search, detection, confirmation, and operation in one go; targeting, unwinding, and attacking are lightning fast

In the blink of an eye, 116 submunitions exploded in unison, exploding 116 brilliant fireworks in the air, but then 116 hellish black smoke fell from the sky, turning 116 armor-piercing projectiles into a dead steel rain that fell on Iraq's vast and huge armor clusters

"Oh my God"

When Major General Petrov, who escaped death from the shelling, drove a BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle, ready to join up with the retreating Iraqi armored cluster and re-establish command, but he didn't expect to see the steel rain of death pouring down just after crossing the sand dunes, Petrov was suddenly so shocked that he couldn't speak, and watched the powerful armored cluster he had single-handedly trained turn into a cloud of ashes in front of the infinite "catastrophe":

"What are they using? Is it magic? No, it can't be, I must be dreaming, I must be dreaming, how can such a powerful armored cluster be crippled like this, it's impossible Popov, fight back, pass my orders, give me a counterattack!"

"General, General, please calm down, calm down!"

Looking at the somewhat deranged Major General Petrov, Adjutant Popov immediately pressed him down to his seat so that he could calm down, but where could Petrov calm down at this moment, you must know that he was determined to launch this battle, and his pride had been greatly frustrated by not being able to take Khoram Shahe City.

Now that cluster B has fallen, the main armored cluster with high hopes has almost been wiped out, and in this way, it is tantamount to sticking two more knives into his injured heart, and sprinkling a few more packets of salt by the way, which makes him heartbroken, painful, and his arrogant self-esteem is beaten to pieces

"Puff~~~"

Just when Petrov was trying to break free from Popov's restraints, the radio in the car suddenly sounded, and Petrov, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, pulled the intercom and said loudly:

"I am Petrov, I command"

"When is it that you still command me?"

Before Petrov could finish speaking, a burst of familiar French poured into his mind through the radio waves, making Petrov's eyes suddenly round:

"Why are you?"

As he spoke, Petrov's heart suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he immediately leaned out of the hatch, and at this moment, three M60T main battle tanks had already aimed the muzzles of three black holes at him, and at the same time, Hollande's cold voice sounded in Petrov's headphones:

"I just learned an old Chinese saying called 'In calamity'!" Hollande uttered the idiom using a very non-standard Chinese pronunciation, and then switched to French again

"Well, maybe you should understand what it means"

Two minutes later, Hollande led his battle group out of the unnamed dune, leaving behind the wreckage of a burnt BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle (to be continued). )

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