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Keener, the headquarters of the 11th Infantry Division, Major General Mansu ran out of the room in a hurry, looking at the sky as dense as rain, his face was extremely pale. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info// update fastest 78xs //

There was almost no brief missile bombardment, and the entire city of Kena seemed to have erupted, the smoke obscured the heavens and the earth, the houses collapsed, and the flames of the explosion turned into dragons of fire, devouring the soldiers.

A sea of fire, a post-apocalyptic scene, the entire city of Kena was trembling, and Mansu himself was trembling violently.

After a while, Mansu came back to his senses, dragged an officer who ran by his side, pulled him in front of him, spat stars splashed, and shouted loudly: "Quick, notify the troops at all levels, retreat, quickly withdraw from the city of Keina, it will be too late." ”

The officer who was pulled trembling trembled, so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and cried mournfully: "General, I have been contacted for a long time, but the troops in the city can't be contacted." ”

"What about the troops outside the city, have they been attacked?" Mansu asked.

The officer hurriedly nodded: "As soon as the attack began, it was contacted, and now it is urgently retreating." General, this is the attack of Abyeha's first army, and they will definitely attack mainly with ground troops, what should we do? ”

Of course, Mansu understands this truth, the missile carpet bombing, and then the ground forces attack, Abyeh's first army, playing the same routine as the NATO coalition forces.

The government forces of the North Soviet Union did not have a perfect early warning and monitoring system, and they could not even give early warning, let alone defense, for such sudden air raids and missile bombardments.

As the outside media has always said, this is not a reciprocal war at all.

"Go, hurry up and contact Colonel Mahdi in Lusok and ask him to quickly reinforce Keener. At the same time, contact the troops outside the city and make a detour back to several villages south of Kena to defend against Abyejha's ground forces. Mansu ordered.

He looked in the direction of the city, and the flames soared dozens of meters into the sky. The earth-shattering explosion, the roar of flames like a dragon's roar, and if you listen closely, you can hear the screams of people.

The three regiments stationed in the city, nearly four thousand troops, could survive this attack.

Mansu didn't know, he just felt that his heart was dripping blood.

In the flames of steel, flesh and blood were too fragile.

……

At the Bangzhang front command post, an officer came to Saleh. Salute, reported: "General, the attack is over, all one hundred and seventy-two Black Mamba cruise missiles have been launched, and a total of eight hundred rocket artillery have been launched. ”

Saleh nodded with satisfaction, although he couldn't see Keena's situation with his own eyes, but just by imagining, he could guess that Keena was probably already in ruins.

One hundred and seventy-two Black Mamba cruise missiles, each with an explosion radius of about 100 meters. A five-story building can be razed to the ground.

Although the power of the Badger rocket launcher is not large, and the accuracy is low, it is better than the number. The attack range was dense, and within 100 meters, more than a dozen rockets were smashed down, and even the cockroaches could not survive.

Before. Saleh was playing AK, pickup heavy machine guns. But now, cruise missiles. Rocket artillery, at the sound of an order, a town is razed to the ground, this is the power of war, and there is nothing more exciting and exciting than this.

"Very good, contact the 101st regiment and launch a second round of attacks." Saleh's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, and he ordered in a cold voice.

……

In the open field, a convoy skirted the Kena and headed south.

This convoy of several hundred meters was the 715th Infantry Regiment of the 11th Infantry Division, which received an order from the command post, and the whole regiment of more than 1,100 combatants was urgently mobilized and rushed by car to a small village six kilometers south of Kina to establish a defensive line to defend against the ground operations of the First Army.

The regimental commander, Yasir, sat in the military pickup truck and looked behind with trepidation.

On the horizon, the once prosperous town of Kena has become a city of fire, billowing smoke rises into the sky, hovering over the city of Keener, a radius of several kilometers, covering the sky and the earth, a scene of the end of the world.

Yasir remembered a few people, who had gathered together to drink in the city a few days ago, and now, in the midst of the sudden attack, in less than an hour, a few old fellows had set foot on the Yellow Springs Road.

The heart is full of indignation, anger, but more of a powerlessness and despair.

Yasir subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist, it was a gift from an old man, a large-caliber sand eagle, Yasir has always liked it and carried it closely.

But Yasir couldn't help but think about how he should face such an attack, small pistols, cruise missiles, it was simply the difference between heaven and earth, cloud and mud.

If the war continues like this, Yasir will really not see the dawn of victory.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, it was doomed to failure.

Half an hour later, the 715th Regiment arrived at the reserved place, a small village in the empty savanna, a few crooked neck trees growing alone outside the village, low houses, and a dead silence in the village, without the slightest human figure.

Since the Battle of Bangjang, all the civilians around Kena have run out, leaving only empty and uninhabited villages. Some old people who couldn't run had to stay in the village and wait for death.

And all kinds of guerrillas also took advantage of the situation, like hyenas that smelled blood on the grassland, and frantically attacked the villages where there were few people.

Under the war, it will only be more chaotic, and people's ** will be infinitely magnified, breeding endless evil and ugliness.

Yasir has no time to sigh anything, the missile attack on Kena is over, the ground forces will arrive at any time, Yasir still has a lot to do.

Having chosen a house that had not collapsed as a temporary command post, Yasir quickly deployed his forces, established two lines of defense outside the village, and sent troops to block the main road to Kina.

Just as Yasir was nervously looking at the surrounding map, looking for loopholes in the defensive line, he suddenly heard a buzzing sound, from far and near.

A soldier ran in in a panic, pointing to the sky outside the door, nervously unable to say a word.

"What's the hurry!" Yasir cursed irritably and walked out of the command post quickly.

With just one glance, Yasir noticed that on the southern horizon, the clear blue sky was black and oppressive, like vultures, strange things coming in groups.

"That's?" Yasir frowned, not remembering what the hell it was.

The buzz came from far and near. The black dots became clearer and clearer, and when he was two kilometers away, Yasser finally saw clearly, and suddenly realized what the hell this was.

A hummingbird rotorcraft at a military parade in Kaduli.

Agile and changeable, mounted with a small machine gun, flying at an ultra-low altitude, some descriptions of this hummingbird rotorcraft flashed in his mind, Yasir chuckled in his heart, and his brain exploded.

With a slap on the officer who stretched his neck to look into the distance, Yasir scolded, "Quick." It's an enemy attack, with a machine gun, with a machine gun! ”

The North Soviet government also paid great attention to the military parade in Kaduli and thought specifically about how to deal with various new weapons.

Cruise missiles or something, North Sudan does not have a missile warning system, can only cover their heads and be beaten, but against the hummingbird rotary-wing aircraft, the government army of North Sudan considers, the best way to deal with it is to use machine guns.

Hummingbird rotary-wing aircraft don't fly very high. It is only a few tens to a hundred meters above the ground, and in order to maintain flexibility, bulletproof armor is not installed, let alone machine guns. Even with an ordinary rifle can be taken down.

Of course, after all, the other party is flying, and with four rotors, it moves flexibly. It is possible to change direction urgently, hover in the air, and the hit rate of the machine gun will not be too high.

But compared to other methods. This is already the best response that the government of the North Soviet Union has come up with.

Without Yasir deliberately conveying orders, a battalion of soldiers had already opened fire on the first line of defense on the outskirts of the village, and a series of machine-gun bullets had been swept out, and from time to time a hummingbird gyroplane was hit, emitting black smoke, or exploding in the air, falling from the sky.

Compared with the overwhelming number of hummingbird rotary-wing aircraft, the loss of a few is really harmless.

And with the beginning of the counterattack, the aircraft also began to accelerate, quickly dispersed, like a swarm of wasps, exploded the nest at once, buzzed and dispersed, the whole sky was flying, swishing flying around, making people dazzled, not to mention shooting and aiming back.

The first line of defense, about 200 meters long, with pickup trucks with machine guns as the main cover, is being arranged nervously, but now as soon as the hummingbird rotary-wing aircraft attack, it completely blew up the nest.

On the two-hundred-meter defense line, a battalion of more than 300 soldiers was in a mess, holding guns and shooting into the sky, but all the swishing was a flashing black shadow, and the bullets missed out of ten.

At this time, the machine gun mounted on the Hummingbird rotorcraft also fired.

With a total of nearly 400 Hummingbird gyroplanes, almost 400 machine gunners, condescendingly, sprayed a dense barrage of bullets when the soldiers below had no cover.

Although it is moving rapidly, there is no accurate head, but there are many people below, where there are many people, a string of bullets can be swept down, and a few shots can be hit.

Perhaps the machine gun mounted on the hummingbird rotor is not very powerful, but at such a close distance, dozens of meters, the bullet is a blood hole, and there is nowhere to hide.

The screams were incessant, and the blood was all over the ground, and it was a massacre from above.

The second line of defense, as well as the machine guns in the villages, also began to be sprayed.

Although the hummingbird rotorcraft was hit and fell from time to time, it was still too light and too few compared to the deaths of the soldiers of the first line of defense.

Think about it, holding a rifle to shoot a fast-moving hornet dozens of meters away is simply difficult for a strong man, and he can't even keep up with his vision.

In just ten minutes, in the first line of defense, the soldiers of a battalion went crazy and desperate, abandoned the corpses of their companions, turned their heads to the village, to the surrounding woods, grass nests, wherever they could hide, and fled frantically.

But is this enough, the high maneuverability of the hummingbird rotorcraft, flexibility, and strikes from high altitudes, there are no absolute dead spots at all.

Flee, the casualties will only be worse.

And at this moment, on the horizon, another torrent of steel rumbled again.

In the dust, the bison land robots covered with heavy armor appeared in the field of vision of the 715th regiment.

Lined up, a total of one hundred and twenty land robots rushed in, and there was really a momentum of a tank group charge.

"RPG, quick, use RPG!" Yasir, who was in command at the front line, also noticed the bison land robot for the first time, jumped to his feet and shouted. (To be continued.) )