"Anyway!"

I don't know how long it took for Lu Jiadong to speak again, but compared to the previous self-deprecation, this time his tone was unusually dignified and serious:

"We have to keep this hammer business going!"

"Don't ask for more!" Qian Aimin also regained his vigor at this time, just like when he was on the front line in Vietnam, his heroic and fearless momentum filled his body again:

"As long as there is a 20% hit rate, it is enough for the two dissatisfied Iraqi armored brigades to drink a pot!"

"I hope we can do a miracle!"

"Definitely!" Qian Aimin nodded firmly, then picked up a frequency-hopping radio station beside him, and said suddenly: "'Mouse', it's up to you now!"

"Don't worry, 'shopkeeper', you can wait to entertain guests with peace of mind!" Zhou Hao, who had been waiting for a long time north of Khorramshahr City, answered loudly through the radio in the new tank, and then patted Ahmadinejad, the commander of the Iranian mixed armored battalion beside him, in a short but firm tone:

"Let's get started!"

"Let's go!"

Ahmadinejad's voice was radioed to eight other new tanks and fifteen Magic 59 Jaguar tanks, and in an instant, the roar of the engines resounded through the sky, rolling forward tracks, rolling up a cloud of dust, and the main force of the Iranian mixed armored battalion launched the most fierce attack on the strong enemy in the 21st area

"What did you say?" the news reached Hollande's ears when the Iranian mixed armored battalion took the initiative to attack. The Frenchman couldn't believe his ears.

"The main Iranian force in Khoram Shahr has less than thirty tanks, and it has taken the initiative to attack?"

"Yes, sir!"

"What is the movement of the Iranian strategic reserve to the north?" Hollande still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but it was only a little hope. In the firm tone of the adjutant, it completely turned into despair:

"The Iranian strategic reserve force has no other reaction except for dispatching a large number of F-4 fighters to provide air cover, and the preliminary judgment is that it hopes that the Iranian troops in the city of Khorramshahr can break through on their own!"

"Break through on your own?" Hollande smiled miserably: "None of Iran's 12-man heavy army group can break through on its own, and the Iranian army of less than 2,000 in Khorramshahr can break through on its own? Are the Chinese trapped here stupid?

"Sir, if we don't prepare in advance, we will implement Plan B if it really doesn't work!"

The adjutant served as Hollande's henchman. I am also very clear about the current situation, and because of this, I look at my eyes in a trance. Hollande, who was muttering to himself, couldn't help but say the last thing he wanted to say, and Hollande was silent for a moment and nodded silently. Then he sighed:

"It seems that this is the only way to inform the troops to get ready. As soon as the Tigris and Euphrates armoured brigades are ready to join in, we will immediately withdraw north and surrender to the Iranian strategic reserves."

Just when Hollande was panicking at the recklessness of the Iranian mixed armored battalion and planning his next step, Major General Petrov, who had already moved the forward command post to the Tigris armored brigade, was excited, his eyes were staring at the approaching blue line on the map, and the joy and excitement on his face were overflowing:

"It's good to be good. It's a good time, haha, according to the established plan, eat this flock of lambs!"

"Amount"

"What's the problem?" saw the adjutant Popov hesitate. There was a slight hint of displeasure on Petrov's face.

Popov hesitated, but still said it: "General, the Iraqi Aerospace Forces were raided by the Iranian Aerospace Forces, and the losses were not small, besides, you also know the quality of the Iraqi Aviation, I'm afraid"

"What's the matter?"

Petrov thought it was something important, and couldn't help but smile, for him, who has an absolute superiority in troops, it doesn't matter whether there is support from aviation or not, not to mention that with the imbecile quality of Iraqi pilots, he is also worried about accidentally injuring the attacking armored group, after all, in this "left hook" operation, the Iraqi planes did not do this kind of thing, and because of this, Petrov waved his hand indifferently:

"Tell them that as long as they hold off the Iranian Air Force and don't come to harass our ground offensive, it will be the greatest success, this is their task, the ground business, no need for them to doppelganger, go, pass on the order, strangle this Iranian force, and capture the city of Khoram Shahr!"

"Yes!" Popov stood upright, then turned around and conveyed Petrov's order, and in an instant, the main forces of the Tigris and Euphrates armored brigades, like two awakened giant beasts, suddenly launched, and Petrov, who was in the armored command vehicle to carry out the accompanying command, was like a driver of these two giant beasts,

For a time, the sound of artillery rumbled, the earth trembled, and billowing smoke and dust rolled up from the desert, and one hundred and sixty T-72 tanks, forming two assault groups, like two huge iron pincers, fiercely sandwiched towards the Iranian mixed armored battalion that was ferociously advancing and was ready to crush some opponents who despised him into powder with the strength of a steam roller

"It really deserves to be the Soviet Union's theory of large-depth operations, and such a devastating oath is indeed not something that ordinary people can resist!" When the two desert storms of the Iraqi armored cluster appeared within Zhou Hao's observation range, this armored warfare expert couldn't help but sigh at the prestige of the Soviet Union's large-depth combat theory.

However, feeling emotion, but not afraid, after all, in the past twenty years, in the face of the fierceness of the steel giants in the north, countless Zhou Hao racked their brains to think of various ways to deal with it, and now it is just a full use of the condensed essence, because of this, Zhou Hao believes that even if they can't completely resist the attack of such a huge armored cluster, they can also give them the greatest damage, after all, it is the crystallization of Chinese wisdom, Zhou Hao has no reason not to believe:

"Ahmadinejad!

"Yes!"

Ahmadinejad replied urgently, then shouted over the radio: "The 'Jaguar' is back, the new tanks are coming forward, ready to shoot!"

The Iranian tankers, who had been ordered by Ahmadinejad, began to maneuver their tanks in rapid formation, like a delicate mechanical part, operating with precision and efficiency, with the same precision and consistency as when they used the model to conduct a tactical exercise a few hours earlier

"If the enemy's massive tank armor cluster hits, we fly kites"

"Eight new tanks as the main force, using high-speed artillery to delay the enemy's advance"

"The 59' Jaguar set up an ambush position two kilometers behind the new tanks on the front line"

"Alternate cover, attract the enemy"

At the same time, the 25 T-72 tanks of the Tigris armored brigade and the Mosul armored regiment, which Iraq rushed to the front, had approached a distance of less than 1,800 meters from the new tanks.

The first few T-72 tanks were even more arrogant in making use of their ability to shoot in the middle of the march to continuously bombard the new tanks lined up, as if they were invisibly mocking the ignorance of the new tanks, but those Iraqi soldiers who drove the T-72 tanks did not know that their ridicule had just become the prelude to the Iranians' triumphant song, and now what the Iranians had to do was to sublimate the T-72 tanks that had been framed in the scope into an eternal and immortal aria with the strongest killing blow

"Shoot!"

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

When Ahmadinejad's voice was a little out of tune, the moment he tore through the air by radio, eight new tanks and eight 120mm anti-tank guns let out an earth-shattering roar at the same time, and sent out eight bloodthirsty long-rod sub-caliber shelling tail armor-piercing shells in unison.

In the blink of an eye, the eight T-72s in front of the convex wheeled forward, like lighters, turned into huge fireballs, and the violent explosion completely tore apart the entire tank, and the huge turret rose to a height of more than 10 meters like a lit rocket, and the personnel inside were turned into pieces of charcoal by raging flames without even shouting a single scream

"What's going on?"

The Iraqi officers and soldiers of the Mosul Armored Regiment, who were advancing in the morning, were shocked when they saw this scene, and they all asked questions in their hearts, but what they got was not a kind answer, but a call to hell, because at this time, Ahmadinejad had already given the order to shoot freely.

Relying on the ultra-high rate of fire of the 120mm anti-tank smoothbore gun carefully built by the Wanshan Factory, as well as the extraordinary efficiency of the "hunt-annihilation" fire control system, each tank fired an average of eight armor-piercing shells and a better tank fired 12 rounds in just three minutes.

More than 70 rounds of long-rod sub-caliber shelling tail armor-piercing shells instantly compiled a powerful fire net, completely enveloping the Mosul armored regiment, only to see that after a storm of bullets, the entire Mosul armored regiment's offensive area was already a mess, scorched hull, deformed turret,

and the corpses everywhere, and the deafening screams, directly evolved this desert into a Shura hell, so that the commander of the Mosul armored regiment who arrived later couldn't believe his eyes, and looked at the only number of tanks that were struggling to move, and cried sadly:

"My Armored Regiment, My Armored Regiment" (To be continued.) )

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