Volume 1, First Pot of Gold, Chapter 578: Rain of Death

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In the jungle, two soldiers with rifles were leaning against a tree, alerting the surrounding movements. ◇↓◇↓ Small ◇↓ said,

Behind them are quadruple anti-aircraft cannons, which are very weak in the face of fighters, but once they form numbers, even fourth-generation aircraft will not dare to dive lightly into the dense network of fire.

Next to the anti-aircraft cannon is a box of shoulder-fired Stinger missiles, which are the arms provided to them by the US military and can be regarded as a supplement to the Philippine army's close-range air defense capability.

The surroundings are quiet, with only the sound of insects characteristic of the subtropical jungle.

The hot temperature makes it easy to get sleepy, and in order not to doze off, the two soldiers whispered to each other.

"How long do you think we'll fight?"

"I don't know, maybe two months? or three months. ”

"What a nuisance...... Why am I not from the 14th Division?" drove away the flower butterfly that was parked on the rifle, and the bearded man muttered irritably.

"14th Division, is it fun to stay with infected people? I remember that everyone who went had to sign a voluntary form, and until the vaccine came out, they couldn't get out. Another young-looking man slung his rifle over his shoulder and said with a smile.

"You don't understand," the beard grinned, leaning over and whispering, "The Cleaner is the Earth Emperor inside, but the Cleaner is still a bit dangerous, and he has to deal with the infected a lot." The most popular ones are those who are engaged in logistics, and those women in the security zone...... Hey, you can play however you want. ”

"Come on, what if you never get out?"

"Then it won't come out. The beard said dryly.

"I still have a girlfriend. The breeze blew, and the man glanced at the unharmed bushes and said disinterestedly.

"Go in, you can have a lot of girlfriends. The beard teased.

Neither of the two gags noticed that a transparent ghost was sneaking past them.

Button-sized infrared indicators were placed not far behind the two, and the bits of red light were as faint as the beetles perched on palm trees under the cover of the bushes.

With all indicators in place, the Ghost Agent arrives at the edge of the battlefield and leaves the battlefield in a small helicopter.

On a helicopter. She turned on the communicator.

"The beacon has been placed. ”

At the same time, at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the Aurora-20 pilot ended his cruise and reached out to turn on the infrared scanner.

"Roger. ”

Black and white screen. Dozens of red boxes locked on to the white signal sources in an instant.

The pilot, having checked the radar, confirmed the radius and altitude of the blow, reached out and opened the safety cover, and pressed the red button with his thumb lightly.

"Here is the shooter-2. Model MXJ-11, began to drop bombs ......"

The bottom of the cabin opened, and the bomb, painted with a red paint ring, separated from the bomb rack.

There is no brilliant tail flame, it falls from the sky like an inconspicuous black spot.

When the altitude drops to 2,000 meters, the bomb casing disintegrates instantly, releasing the bullet body in the cavity.

Like seeds sprinkled by a seeder, bright flowers bloom in the verdant jungle.

It's called death.

Without warning, the flames of the explosion spread across the jungle in the target area, and shrapnel and sparks shuttled through the forest, tearing apart a single qiē within the radius of the explosion.

It rains down death.

MXJ-11, nicknamed smallpox. Weighing 1,200 pounds, it is divided into high-explosive and armor-piercing types, and belongs to the terminal guided cluster bomb of pan-Asian cooperation...... Counterfeits. An MXJ-11 contains 88 submunitions with terminal guidance devices, and when they are dropped to a certain height, all of them can be released, and all the submunitions can be cleared and locked onto the target within the target area under the screening of intelligent programs.

Seventy-four anti-aircraft fire points were cleared in an instant. The air raid came from an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the sentries standing guard did not even have time to lie down and hide according to the sound of the explosion......

Because the light of the explosion was too dazzling, the pilot casually turned off the infrared device and clicked on the microphone on his helmet.

"Here is the shooter-2. The anti-aircraft fire points have been cleared and finished. ”

"Shooters-3 and 4 are received, and the melee ground attack begins. Shooters -1 and 5, the opponent's 'birdie' is handed over to you. ”

"Received...... So. The hunt begins. ”

Four fighters burst through the sky and dived down from the sky.

……

A series of explosions blew up all the anti-aircraft fire of the 21st Division of the Philippine Army, and also stunned all the Filipino soldiers who were ambushed in the forest.

They were not given a lot of time to react, and the whistling of air raids came from far and near!

"Enemy planes spotted! Damn, they're firing at our guys! Where are our anti-aircraft guns! We need support!" the observer shouted over the walkie-talkie, crouching behind the sandbag.

There was no response from the other side.

He won't see. In the barracks of the field headquarters, the commander wearing an officer's hat had collapsed in a pool of blood. Like the deputy and bodyguard lying next to him, he had oozing blood holes tattooed on his forehead.

And the ghost agent who was the murderer has long since left.

The roar of the air raid echoed the roar of the observer, and the rifleman, who was crawling more than ten meters away from him, was reduced to ashes along with the sandbags that served as shelter under the fire of the 27mm cannon.

Then, he saw ten more sparks fall from the sky, and the explosion undoubtedly belonged to the FA-50 of the Philippine Air Force.

It is an artifact they are proud of, a fourth-generation aircraft (Subiao: fifth-generation aircraft) modified by South Korea based on the T-50 "Golden Eagle" fighter jet, symbolizing the friendship between South Korea and the Philippines...... But now it's in pieces.

In the direction of Port Davao, rocket launches were launched one after another, covering the sky over the Philippine soldiers' positions under the desperate gaze of their soldiers.

To their surprise, however, the rockets did not cause any casualties to them, as if they were dumb fire, only flashing in the air for a split second.

The observer who was crawling behind the bunker just wanted to report the news to the division headquarters in the rear of the theater of operations, but he was immediately stunned.

The walkie-talkie was like it was broken.

Not just walkie-talkies, but GPS, watches, holoscopes, and even his flashlight!

A hell-of-the-ghost expression immediately appeared on his face.

In modern warfare, the loss of information means the loss of a qiē. More than a dozen kilometers wide on the battlefield, soldiers who have lost their command system are like rats in a cage, waiting for death in darkness and chaos.

The EMP rocket destroyed all the electronic equipment in the area, and the entire division of the 21st Division of the Philippine Army was cut off!

At the same time, the 5th Infantry Division of the Moro Kingdom began to attack!

These guerrillas had never fought such an easy battle, and under the stimulation of their own firepower, they charged all the way with their rifles as if they had been doping. The Filipino soldiers, who had lost contact, fled like headless flies, and struggled to fight separately in the face of the attack of thousands of guerrilla soldiers.

Under the roar of the Aurora-20, the rocket artillery and infantry artillery that were the focus of air raids have become a nightmare that Philippine soldiers cannot avoid. The firelight raged in the subtropical jungle, thirsty for splatters of blood.

Under the assault of the 5th Division of the Moro Kingdom, the 21st Division of the Philippine Army was defeated!

Meanwhile, the soldiers of the Star Ring Marine Corps landed in helicopters in the foothills of the eastern hills. 1,000 soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons, supported by naval guns, fighters, and hummingbird drones, pursued the retreating 15th Philippine Mountain Division. In the face of flexible mechanical exoskeletons, even if the Philippine soldiers have a numerical advantage, they still fall behind.

It was almost a one-sided situation.

The war did not last long, and before the Second Army Army command could react, the bad news of the collapse of the front line flew to Elibery's command table one after another.

"Retreat! Let the men of the 15th Mountain Division withdraw! And the idiots of the 21st Division! Damn, a bunch of rice buckets!" Eribeley slammed his fist on the table in anger, and his hats fell off.

The correspondent looked at the chief with trepidation.

"Sir......

"Why don't you go!" said Eribery, who wanted to slap this guy to death.

Every second someone was dying, and his heart was bleeding.

"The 15th Division has already been surrounded......"

Eribeli froze and swallowed hard to spat at the mouth.

"What about the 21st Division?"

"21st Division...... Unable to reach for the time being. Sir, sir, where are you going, sir?"

The correspondent looked in amazement at Eribery, who slammed the door, and at the hat that fell to the ground and did not pick it up.

As he hurriedly climbed into his car, Eribeli rudely urged the driver to take him quickly to the headquarters of the 14th Division stationed in Cagayan. At this moment, the commander looked hideous, and his pupils were full of fear.

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