Everyone looked at the sky, sighed and held the extremely heavy automatic rifle in their hands at this moment, and the roar of the engine from the lifeless plain ahead lingered in everyone's ears like a nightmare, stinging the hearts and eardrums of these young men.

The Type 85 main battle tank was rapidly moving forward with wisps of yellow sand, and its huge body suddenly formed an indestructible armor at the moment it rushed into the plain, and the majestic barrel was facing the iron-blooded mechanized troops that were already moving forward.

"Into range...... Distance: 2275m"

At this moment, the iron-blooded mechanized troops have formed a long snake formation in the strategic sense on Lin Yinqing's military sand table, and this relatively impatient strategic intention of trying to use the advantages of the mechanized corps to intersperse and encircle has all been displayed in front of Lin Yinqing.

The enemy's forward force was too fierce to make the anti-tank positions on the front line retreat without a fight, and it was even more difficult to counterattack in the retreat.

However, the deployment of the iron-blooded army was chaotic after Luo Qingxuan's deliberation, and the speed of the mechanized troops was too fast, resulting in the rear troops being unable to fill the battle line in time, and a fatal disconnect had been quietly formed in the process of marching.

Lin Yinqing looked at the sand table, and saw that the troops of his two main armored regiments plus a motorized infantry company were quietly forming a huge pincer, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart.

"Order all troops, after discovering the enemy's specific location, quickly launch a strike on the enemy, and demand, give me 2 hours to eat all the enemy's mechanized troops!"

Since the largest armored battle after the Cold War Soviet Union's 81 military exercise was launched on an unnamed plain in East Asia, this can't help but surprise those who only know how to play to the death, but it is true.

The iron-blooded mechanized troops were already forming themselves in formation towards the exhausted enemy machine-gun positions ahead, and the menacing appearance was already gearing up and ready to go.

And they would never have imagined that nearly 200 main battle tanks suddenly rushed out from their left and right flanks like sharp swords piercing the vital point.

Every three cars were a platoon, and the distance between them was more than 100 meters, but it could be seen that they had arranged the firing angle of each car in advance, and although it seemed chaotic, it was still staggered.

The hard tracks ran over the soft loess, and nearly 80 main battle tanks and infantry fighting vehicles began to strike hard at the fierce iron-blooded armored troops.

This time, Iron Will was really calculated.

The moment 80 main battle tanks fired at the same time, the lifeless earth trembled violently as if it had been earthquaked, and more than 80 rounds of 125 mm *** went straight to the weak side armor of the T72B at a range of 2,000 meters from the enemy.

"Isn't this the big depth that the Soviets played during World War II? Obviously, we have the advantage of equipment! ”

The iron-blooded front-line commander suddenly cursed angrily, and the panicked iron-blooded mechanized cluster did not find out where the shady tank troops had found themselves and fired for a while, and they even felt that such a huge troop movement would not be detected by the drone.

The infantry fighting vehicles sandwiched between the tanks began to rapidly drop infantry backwards, and a group of infantry was rushed to the ground by the squad leader while they were still preparing, and the wreckage began to hide in place under the leadership of the veteran.

"The enemy air force cannot reach the battlefield in a short time, and our artillery radar has marked the artillery positions behind enemy lines."

The correspondent said, only to see that nearly 80 rounds of 125 mm *** almost all of them shattered the side armor of the T72, and countless waves of scorching air accompanied by billowing black smoke turned this batch of soldiers who were still fierce just now into useless steel, and they could only stay in place and be wantonly spurred by the wild sand.

"Several of the enemy's artillery positions have been destroyed, and our side has successfully deciphered the enemy's forward communication data link, and their follow-up troops will have to march for about 8 hours before they can engage in an exchange of fire with our forward troops."

The correspondent reported like Luo Qingxuan, only to see her observing the suffocating battle situation under the mountain with a telescope and couldn't help but exhale cold air, then waved her hand and said to the correspondent:

"If the order goes down and the enemy's mechanized troops are completely annihilated, it is bound to completely destroy the backbone of the iron and blood, and the troops are not allowed to rest and recuperate, and while the morale is high, they will launch a counter-charge against the enemy's front line and directly beat him."

Luo Qingxuan threw the telescope into the empty box on the side at once, took out the pistol pinned to his waist while crossing his hands on his waist, and fiddled with it wantonly:

"Capture alive enemy commanders at the company level and above as much as possible, and not allow any prisoners of war to be shot."

Before Luo Qingxuan's words fell, the *** infantry fighting vehicle cluster suddenly drove at full speed to the enemy in front, and the 25mm machine gun spewed out an abominable, disgusting, but very frightening tongue of fire under the screams of the iron-blooded soldiers, and a dense cannonball fell at the feet of the iron-blooded soldiers without interruption, and this powerful firepower network finally caught the seemingly huge insect.

"What about our artillery?"

An iron-blooded soldier lying behind the wreckage shouted at the communicator

"The signal was jammed and we were completely surrounded! The level of informationization of the enemy's army is not something that our army can weigh, it is too awesome. ”

As soon as the two finished speaking, a series of cannonballs immediately smashed into their bodies, and the extremely fragile flesh suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, spraying in the yellow sand.

"The encirclement was formed, and the iron-blooded combat intention was thoroughly touched by Lin Yinqing, a bad woman, and in this battle where the air force did not arrive, informatization is the foundation of the decisive victory."

The Iron Warriors were still fighting back with rifles, and a few others were holding individual bazookas like infantry fighting vehicles in their final struggles.

Just when they thought that the infantry fighting vehicle was about to drive into the wreckage, who saw that the crazy drivers in their eyes had slowed down, and with them came classes of soldiers.

The moment they got out of the car was a death-threatening charge, and the soldiers all ran forward with their legs as if they were about to take off, and the Type 81 automatic rifle, which was extremely backward in the eyes of Iron Blood, was spewing angry tongues of fire in front of their eyes.

Type 80 steel helmet, a pair of individual equipment of the People's Liberation Army in the 90s of the last century, but this army under the training of the People's Liberation Army and the guidance of Mao's ideology has broken out with a degree of training beyond others' imagination.

Every bullet hit the body of the iron-blooded soldier more or less, not to mention the staggered bursts, and some of them were still strafing with squad machine guns.

"Comrades, defeat the Predators and liberate Xishan Fort!"

Chanting in different languages from all over the world drowned out the roar of bullets and bullets, piercing the hearts of the iron-blooded soldiers.

This armed force, similar to the international column, seems to be an iron army that is invincible in a hundred battles on this land, but it is mixed with humanity and justice.

The infantry fighting vehicle and the Type 85 main battle tank slowed down and began to meet the back-and-forth of Iron Will, but at this moment, the overall situation was decided, and all futile resistance was meaningless, and could only become a blank check before the economic collapse.

"After a few back and forth, I estimate that the iron-blooded armored force is almost finished, and only those light infantry who have long been frightened are left, and they will be directly taken as prisoners of war."

Luo Qingxuan said, stuffed the *** pistol back into the holster, stretched out the next door and looked at the watch, the breeze blowing from the gap stroked her short black hair, and her tired body subconsciously sat on a bench.

"If Lin Yinqing can complete the task in this battle, I don't say whether the evacuation operation she wrote up late can be successful, anyway, in China, she is awesome."

Several veterans squatted in the corner and laughed, snuffed off their cigarettes, and said happily:

"Why is Commander Lin so ghostly?"

Luo Qingxuan tidied up his military uniform, straightened his military hat at the sand table next to his shoulder, coughed a few times in embarrassment, and then said:

"When she was in the three eastern provinces, she took a squad and let a mortar be fired to the sky, and it was said that the squad deputy saved her, and she survived to this day."

Luo Qingxuan blinked, and said in a casual whisper, a few battle-hardened staff officers could see the most gentle side of the woman in front of them, so they were not too unrestrained, but just showed their interest.

Luo Qingxuan tidied up his short hair, his face was a little yellow, and anyone with a clear eye could see that this was the most obvious overtiredness, but no one dared to say it.

"Harm, in the past, our class was still an old competitor with their class, but this time there is a war, we have no opponents who are not opponents, my command and tactics are not as good as hers, but because the two of us trust each other, she dares to put me here."

Luo Qingxuan was talking, the final result of the front-line battlefield was soon presented in front of everyone, the defeat of the iron-blooded mechanized troops was inevitable, but the strong resistance shocked Lin Yinqing, but there was an indescribable taste.

More than a dozen iron-blooded officers above the company level were blocked in a circle by several soldiers with guns, and they were seen raising their hands above their heads with timid expressions.

"Hold your hands up and don't move, who is the biggest position you have here?"

The little soldier picked up the bayonet and shouted at these embarrassed officers with a fierce face, and then pointed to the stranger in the middle with a more special military uniform, and motioned for him to stand up.

"What is your job title?"

"I ...... I am the regiment commander, and the division commander has already been blown up. ”

A few small soldiers were overjoyed, and took out the defeated general roughly, and then said with a smile:

"We must obey our leadership, we have inherited the fine traditions of the people's army, and treat prisoners of war well, do you understand?"

The officer nodded, threw his hat on the ground, removed his rank, and sat down on the sand and wailed.

"Don't cry, the food must be better than yours, if you have a bite from us, there will definitely be a bite from you, don't worry."