Chapter 1153 Playing with Cannons

"Damn, why didn't the bombing work at all, how do I feel like the enemy has become stronger? Order the helicopters to continue the bombing! Seeing that the offensive had stalled again, the American officers immediately gave the order to bomb again.

As veteran soldiers, artillery can't dampen the enemy, they can't successfully take the position, first of all, they don't have the will.

With cutting-edge weapons, it is indeed an advantage, but there is also a drawback, that is, people are becoming more and more dependent on weapons, and their own will begins to become weak.

Just like now, without a second round of artillery fire to cover the American troops, they simply did not dare to launch a large-scale charge, although there were only ten men on the opposite position.

on a helicopter.

The pilots had just prepared to return home, and they were very satisfied with the bombardment of the twenty minutes before, and they were basically able to do it without dead ends, the enemy trenches were all destroyed, and the positions built with sacks were blown to pieces.

The pilots were still discussing how blessed the infantry on the ground might be, and perhaps they could take their positions without bloodshed.

However, the command from the intercom poured cold water on their hearts, "The enemy's fire is still strong, and the commander orders you to return immediately to carry out the second bombardment, and receive a reply." ”

"MD, what the hell, I'm the last to return, it's obviously a sea of fire, how can there still be a living? Could it be that these bastards will be able to escape? The pilot in charge of cutting couldn't help but say.

"Alright, man, don't complain, don't you just go back and blow it up again, what's this?" The pilot of the front aircraft expressed comfort.

"Well, I'm going to use all the shells this time and let these guys die in the fire!" The pilot showed great impatience, thinking that the mission was successfully completed, but he was shouted by his superiors to turn back.

"Be serious, I've heard that the opponent this time is very unusual, don't want their way, it's better to be careful. I still want to go back and play with Korean girls~"

"Haha, it's just a bun, I'll go first!"

The five helicopters turned around at the same time and rushed to their destination as fast as they could.

On the other side, although the infantry stopped attacking, Wang Liang still did not relax, and he knew very well that the American helicopters would come back.

"Mortars ready!" Wang Liang held the telescope in both hands, looking at the sky in the distance, although the roar had not yet arrived, he could already faintly see a few ant-sized dots in the sky.

The dots are getting bigger and bigger, and it's nothing else, it's a speeding helicopter.

"Helicopter southeast of the target, angle of fire 930, charge one, two rounds!" Wang Liang gave the order.

Although they are called soldiers, none of the students of the special operations department are veterans who have experienced a hundred battles, and they are also company commanders in the old troops, and they are very skilled in operating mortars.

Observe the inclined water sight tube, turn the high and low handwheel of the sight, and set the elevation angle. After that, the direction angle is set, the scope mark is aimed at the target, and the direction machine is shaken to aim at the target.

Take a pinch of soil to observe the wind direction and speed, and turn the handwheel to correct the wind deviation.

The whole process is very cumbersome, and these time-wasting scenes will definitely not be cut into the film and television dramas, or the screenwriter does not have this attempt at all.

"Ready! Request a launch! The second gunner reported.

Mueller didn't operate the mortar, he lay aside, looked at Wang Liang and the others, shook his head again and again, and took the mortar to bombard the helicopter, isn't that funny?

Even if the theoretical range is enough, will you be able to fight?

He felt that Wang Liang's approach was too ridiculous.

"Don't be in a hurry, add a bayonet to the barrel of the gun and aim it at the target!" Wang Liang pouted his ass and ran back and forth, looking at the leveling tube, adjusting the tripod, and keeping the artillery balanced.

Originally, these were all necessary to work on the map and make calculations, calculate the shooting elements, get the range and angle of fire, and then check the firing table to determine the elevation angle and the number of charges of the gun.

But now without this condition, there is no paper and pen at all, Wang Liang simply plays mental arithmetic, I hope the data can be accurate.

"Put!" The roar of the helicopter could already be heard, and Wang Liang decisively ordered the launch.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

Of course, the miracle did not happen, the trajectory of the shell followed a parabolic trajectory, and it began to fall when it was still a long distance from the helicopter.

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing to death, what happened just now, are these stupid pigs going to bomb our plane with mortars?" Pilots in helicopters are happy.

"I think yes, it's just a stupid donkey, there's no common sense at all, does he think mortars are anti-aircraft fire?"

"Let's go, don't waste time, I thought we had met some strong opponents, let's send them to heaven."

Pilots of two other helicopters also joined the exchange.

The captain of the American squadron who led the team couldn't help frowning and reminded: "Hey, you guys still have to be careful, you must know that it is Wang Liang below." ”

But at this time, it was clear that no one was taking it to heart, and the enemy's behavior made them more relaxed.

"How can you get off the plane, don't bother, I guess the pilot in the sky should be laughing so hard that his stomach hurts. If you want to save your life, you should dig a pit and bury yourself before the Yankees bomb. Muller couldn't help laughing, obviously thinking that Wang Liang's action just now was funny.

Facing the helicopter that was already hovering overhead, Wang Liang did not have the slightest look of panic, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth inadvertently rose slightly.

"Angle of fire 790, charge two, five rounds, rapid fire!" Wang Liang gave the order again.

The fighters were once again methodically busy, not at all panicking about the helicopter overhead.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

The pilot was just about to drop the bomb and was about to end the game, when he saw the enemy on the ground firing mortar shells again, and he didn't think so.

"Haha, here we go again, is this a death throe? Do they think this cannonball can reach us? Laughed at me. The pilot expressed mockery and disdain.

"I don't feel right, drop the bomb now, drop the bomb right away, get out of here!" The older flight squadron leader had a bad premonition and hurriedly conveyed the password through the microphone.

Just when everyone thought that the shells would continue to follow a parabolic trajectory and explode after hitting the ground, suddenly, the shells exploded in mid-air.

The arrogant American pilots felt that the shells would not hit them at all, and they did not even evade the maneuvers and level up, and they maintained horizontal maneuvering there, and as it was, the shells did not hit them.