The sound of wings like knives roared to the battlefield.

What was left was a barrage of large-caliber bullet casings and two rows of Gatling-like machine guns under the helicopter. There was a burst of suppressive strafing into the street, and the bullets were powerful enough to pierce through ordinary reinforced concrete, even if a soldier hid behind the wall, he would still be shot through his body.

On the battlefield, there was a wail, and there was a large area of dense strafing, basically making people have nowhere to hide. All those who are hit, under this kind of large-caliber strafing that can almost be called a cannon, but if they are hit harder, it will be shattered, but don't expect to be interrupted by the wolf's waist to leave a whole corpse.

"All note, our reinforcements have arrived to fight with the helicopters. Throw your special combat incendiary sticks into areas that the enemy cannot reach, so as to prevent the other side from using our positioning weapons to mislead our high-altitude firepower, locate our side, and carry out air strikes and fire cover. The captains of the squadrons and the captains of the squadrons paid attention to the command and cooperation, and after a round of strafing, they began to cooperate with the fire suppression to attack the fortification. In this battle, we only recognize clothes, not people, and strive to wipe out all the other parties here before dawn. ”

There was a clear voice from the channel, the severity was slow, and the timing was just right.

Those soldiers who were originally in trouble were simply refreshed.

Originally, they were almost out of ammunition and food, and they were in a situation of sitting and waiting to be killed.

Even if they are the so-called elite divisions, wouldn't it be a dead end to use cold weapons against hot weapons against the enemy with hot weapons in such a situation? Even if there was firepower and ammunition supplies outside, there was no way to reach it.

The large-scale firepower strafing and the loss of interference did not give them this chance at all, but Liu Bai, the core brain, had already solved this problem, and he invited his trump card finale, directly using the helicopter for psychology and control on the battlefield.

"All staff pay attention to the supply of ammunition, and make adjustments to materials and medicines. Ten minutes after a round of bombardment, we are about to begin the counteroffensive phase. ”

Liu Bai controlled the drone and observed the movements of the entire battlefield, and now he couldn't get into danger in person after all. Already the commander of an army, arriving on the battlefield in person can have some unpredictable consequences. When the time comes, the gains will outweigh the losses.

"These energetic helicopters are really useful, and they can carry at least two tons. This firepower is enough for the other party to drink a pot. ”

Liu Bai looked at the front with some excitement, he looked quite excited, after all, it was the first time he had been so rich. To be able to fight such an arrogant battle, after all, it is not only the combat ability of individual soldiers, but also the wisdom of the combat logistics troops and the comprehensive cooperation of all aspects, so as to achieve an overall plan.

Of course, when they brought this part back in the first place, it took them a lot of effort. Although it is said that many tank parts cannot be assembled, those broken copper and iron are about to rust, and they are all about to rot.

But they found some assembly parts of helicopters, which were supposed to be parked there as well, and depending on the situation, there should have been a buried military base. So of course, he found a lot of parts and pulled me to assemble them, so in this way, the sunspots who assembled the things here contributed a lot. In order to splice this kind of equipment, he needs to work sleepless for three days in a row, and take his brothers to work overtime, even if it is a wrong step, then it will give time for processing, resulting in delays.

With a little bit of construction, it means that they don't see five helicopters on the left today. Then the effect on them is also very small, and it is impossible to form a fighter group, so it will not be able to form a fatal blow, let alone a strike, just like arranging troops, generally speaking, five helicopters can form a square team, and only then can a tactical all-round. Otherwise, it is very likely that they will fly at low altitudes, because of insufficient fire support, or because they are not skilled pilots, so that others may shoot them down with bazookas.

And once there are casualties, then Liu Bai will have to die of distress, after all, this is all hers, baby pimple. It can be said that for this time, the mission, she has invested a lot of money, and she also selected the right people in the army and urgently trained to become a qualified helicopter.

You know, with Liu Bai's current wisdom, as a teacher, she is no longer a normal person. That IQ is something that even the current people can't describe, and it's a difficult thing to look at. With image memory and memorable textual memory, it is able to read a book in an hour, and understand and recite shogi at a glance and ten lines. Or in just one day, as long as he is willing to spend scheming and patience to study, he will be able to master the skills of helicopters, and then transmit them to others, so as to achieve one, and be able to teach others a role.

In simple terms, it's kind of understandable.

"Tell the warriors in front not to be stingy with the guidance in their hands, and our follow-up legions will press up, take over the defensive line with them alternately, and give them enough time to replenish as medicine. If you have the chance, then try to give me the ammunition in your hand, and fight all the fucking out, and the food and water supplies can be replenished later. Our follow-up corps will take over their positions. ”

One order after another was issued, and every effort was made to exhaust the last resort.

Every step is interlocking, first of all, the fire suppression, with absolute superiority to clear out some of the opponent's people, and the enemy's courage to knock out.

Then he rushed to the front in the form of street cleaning to support his own front-line troops, and pulled his own people out of the quagmire.

For example, if the troops rush to the front to clear the sight of the field fish on the opposite side, but do not make up for our front-line troops at this time, then it is conceivable that there will be a situation of insufficient firepower on the frontal battlefield outside and inside the miscellaneous fish of six combat effectiveness, and this part of the front line will be scary, but it will hinder them, and their depression will affect the situation of the entire army. So a rat poop spoils a pot of soup, that's the truth.

"The 5,000 on the opposite side have been wiped out by us two or three squads, the road cleaning has been completed by 30%, and the rest is a more difficult task, the other side may have a desperate counterattack, you must pay attention to this situation. The remaining enemies are already in my encirclement, and we are engaged in a war of annihilation while maintaining refueling tactics. ”

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"Bang bang bang!"

Unlike the noisy sound of continuous firing outside, every bullet in this corner has just been fired out of the chamber, and one person dies.

Or that the person on the other side snorted, without the kind of scream that he expected, after all, this shot was bloody every time, and he didn't have time to do other work, and he had already been shot in the throat or head.

It's like a killer in the dark.

In fact, in modern warfare, the efficiency of the war that this kind of sniper rifle can accomplish has been greatly reduced, at least compared to the ghost ghosts during World War II, the kind of horror situation that a shot is like a mosquito bite, but it can instantly bring down an enemy.

Basically never again, the sniper rifle can only be used for one assassination operation. After all, the distance of effective strikes on the frontal battlefield is generally about 600 meters to a thousand meters, and sometimes in the so-called city defense battles, or street battles, this distance will be closer.

There will even be a situation of naked hand-to-hand combat, and blood will be seen on the blades of both sides. And the obstruction on the street does not have such wide visibility at all, and is not suitable for a situation of a long-distance sneak attack.

And if it is discovered by someone on your side, mark the location where the sniper is hiding, even if it is only an approximate area. This is easy to see through the wounds and bullet marks of your own dead personnel, and you can fate the heavy artillery positions in the rear, or your own heavy weapons squad, to cover the front with artillery fire.

Generally speaking, it's all blown up slag, and there's nothing left. You write about the training of a sniper, which is much more cost-effective than an ordinary soldier.

Even cultivating a sniper can be regarded as an elite of the special forces, and the existence of this person is already more valuable than a squad of more than 20 people. If such an expensive amount of money is spent on such a thing as assertiveness, then it is not enough to anger the people in the Ministry of Finance?

And every sniper, its value is extreme, expensive, generally people who can be qualified for the position of sniper are the kind of people who are old and extremely experienced, at least on the battlefield, have seen blood, this kind of person is enough to become an instructor, and mass-produce a new army rashly sent to the front, so close to the overkill, it is inevitable that some of the talents are wasted, right?

"Bang!"

There was another faint gunshot, and the narrow street flickered, and a man on the opposite side of the building was just about to poke his head out. Her helmet was crooked, and her whole person was blindfolded in an instant.

A man could be seen faintly, holding a single-bolt rifle, charging forward. The gun in his hand was so powerful that it was almost matched, a semi-automatic rifle.

He was like a cheetah-like figure, the whole person was black, and he kept running in the streets at night. With the help of the broken rubble and walls, as their own cover, they quickly moved forward. 139 Reading Network

He's been dealt with, ten people.

Agile and fast, there was an enemy lying in the corner with a cold gun, and he didn't have time to react. The door of his room had already been opened by someone else, and the muzzle of the black hole was directly against his head, firing at close range.

The whole person's head was like a watermelon falling to the ground, and it was directly shattered into pieces, and the blood splattered that it almost stained half of the wall. But this did not hinder him in the slightest, and the man, who was like a black panther, attacked quickly.

He was like a desperately hungry hunter, constantly searching for his prey, and each time trying to slaughter others in the most brutal form in the fastest, most ruthless and accurate way.

It seems that those people have a hatred with him for killing his father and taking his wife, and she can't wait to eat his skin, drink his blood, and break it into thousands of pieces to be happy. He brushed it down as if he were emotionless, or rather, he seemed to be taking pleasure in killing, familiar with the action of being weak as if it were a formality. There was no possibility of any brain working, and her face was still long, with the blood splattered by her enemies, but she let it stick to her face, and she didn't even bother to smear it with her hands. If it was accidentally sprayed in his eyes, he seemed to be masochistic, and he just continued to move forward.

Let the blood be like glue, and a bunch of them will be reflected on the face. His face was full of anger, the kind of negativity that was not enough to kill.

Or rather, he is like a bull with spring hair at this moment, obviously he already has a favorite partner, but he watches his master pull the cow he likes to breed with other bulls. Is it tolerable or unbearable! But what can she do? All that was left for him was the relentless roar and the impotent fury of the heavens.

After all, I don't know what to say, how to transfer this negative emotion? He can only vent in other people's faces by killing and killing non-stop.

One of the most direct ways is to divert or directly throw one's negative emotions to others. Of course, forms such as exercise or swimming are not impossible to relieve pain. But in a way, it's just a way to divert his own attention. And the pain is still there, not increasing or abating. It's just that you don't want to face it, it's just that you don't want to see it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

It's just that you shift your attention away and use time to smooth it out. Many people who use alcohol to kill their sorrows are like this, not that wine is a good thing? It can directly relieve the pain in their hearts. Jieling, you still need to send Ling, how can you eliminate the pain? All alcohol can do is numb your nerves and put you in a state of lethargy, but this does not mean that you can directly use alcohol to eliminate the pain, it just makes your paralysis feel no pain, and relieves your pain with time treatment.

"Damn, the other party is alone, what are you doing to eat? He didn't have any troops behind him, so why can't the people in front of you stand it? ”

The channel kept roaring, and the people over there were completely flustered.

What she didn't expect was that this clever counterattack turned into a defeat for them. A series of inexplicable attacks unfolded, and they were dizzy, as if they had been caught by someone else. Deliberately opened a hole for them to fit into.

It's just not to be looked at.

All kinds of operations one after another, as if they were from a high-dimensional master of another rank. One set is simply unclear, and he is dizzy when he hits the full angle. I'm almost going to vomit there, and it's not just all kinds of wiping my eyes and kicking my crotch, what is Rhine like? All kinds of tricks have been used.

The most terrifying thing is that this group of fucking people actually has a helicopter, such hardcore equipment? Why wasn't it sent out to use in the first place? Why was it when they were preparing to attack? This most critical juncture is sent out.

Could it be that there is a gap between them? That commander was like a dumb man eating coptis, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering. It's too painful, it's just too painful, it's like two sides playing a game or a game, and the other party can know any of your thoughts through your psychology in advance, and also set up a routine for it.

What do you do? It seems that he can't escape his routine, and who can know this kind of pain?

And in the face of this powerless love talk, time passed minute by minute, but the situation was getting worse and worse, all the other party's deployments seemed to be specially aimed at her, and all the attacks hit the vital point, which simply drove him crazy. His soldiers are losing and dying at an exponential rate every minute, and if this continues, their territory has been constantly compressed by the other side, their battlefields have been constantly expelled, and there are not many places for them to choose a foothold. If there is no surprise countermeasure, or if there is an accident on the battlefield, they will soon be consumed by the enemy.

"It's too strong, we can't resist it. We had just covered the street with heavy fire, but the man seemed to have gone mad, and another team of us had been eliminated. ”

The sound of rapid breathing in the channel was mixed with the gunfire over there, getting louder and louder, the war zone over there was already very deep, and they were inside, but the increasingly strong gunfire also showed that their outer defense line was constantly being wiped out and worn out, so that the people inside them had to resist desperately.

Listening to that voice, it was simply despairing, ordinary existence, and their morale had fallen to an extremely terrifying level

"Fuck, no matter how strong you are, it's just one person resisting, you scumbags, you're really fucking wine bags and rice buckets! Usually you brag about how idle you are, but you always drop the chain for me at critical moments. ”

It's just that there is a one-sided situation on his front, how can this be done? Got his general and left him with a task?

Before he was executed, everything was ready, and he only needed to ask for credit! Before that, he had sworn to the general to pat his chest and set up a military order to ensure that all the people were waiting for her to warm up and kill Huaxiong.

Let's not say that he can't complete the task, he may go back to those people who are accountable and beaten, you must know that there are already internal people, who are unhappy with him and want to push him down, based on the past, it is different from the local forces, and it is an outsider's situation. In other words, the foundation is not stable, and in the past few years, with one step at a time, plus when I just joined, I brought some capital into the house, and I have mixed up in some positions.

But this kindness is gradually consumed, and if there are no new tools, they will be squeezed down by others, after all, there are so many fat sheep in this position, and you occupy the pit and don't, then there must be other people who come forward to invite.

So when he saw this situation, he had to take the risk, and this time he took the initiative to ask Ying to come out to fight. That was when he relied on high-strength equipment and the cameras in the mouths of the zombies to detect the other party's situation.

Originally, I thought that the other party would have at most 2,000 people, and their own intelligence had an advantage, the other party came from afar, and they controlled a large-scale zombie, and there were many calm people, so they could eat the opposite side directly, but I didn't expect it to be so tricky.

It's like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard.

It's really disgusting, and the other party's operations are endless, hitting him and blinding his eyes. She had never encountered such a terrible battle, and it was second only to the casualties of a rout when it was lost.

Although the other side has some powerful aerial fire suppression and support, but this is too outrageous, right? In just two hours, he reached 30% of the troop losses.

If this is put in peacetime, when the communication is extremely smooth, 30% is extremely deadly, basically a unit reaches a casualty rate of 30%, then there will be a large-scale rout.

Obviously, you see that the brothers in front of you are slaughtered like this, and they are usually slaughtered one by one, and it is a one-sided situation that blows the power of decay. If it's you, will you continue to stay there and work hard? It's just a lawnmower that kills people without blinking, why do you stay there waiting to die?

So that's the case with most of the routs, which says that the mourning soldiers will win, and what this victory and defeat defines and determines is the human heart, in short, a morale problem.

If you don't master it well, it's deadly! China's ancient soldiers also said that the time is not as good as the location, not as good as the people and this person, to put it bluntly, is morale, only the upper and lower concentric can win the battle, then if the morale collapses, it directly represents a great rout.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, did anyone next to you hear me?"

The man dressed as an officer looked at the soldiers on both sides a little nervously, and he didn't know where to go, maybe after the shouting of the other side he just had, he had already rushed down to solve the big one, right? Thinking about it a little, he felt a little at ease.

Although he is not the kind of person who has a wine bag and a rice bag, but in the past two years, he can be regarded as being pampered, after all, the supplies provided to him in his base are too good, there is no need to train at risk, so he will slack off, what about people? The more noble you are, the more you save your life.

So much so that his gloves are still so white and flawless, as if they are spotless. This is where his dignity lies! With his character, he didn't care to fight those people, but he didn't expect that the organized and disciplined attack launched by the group of ants outside would make him deeply encircled.

"I can only rely on the boss, their command, I hope to save ......"