Chapter 123: Air Support of the British

In the defense circle of the British, sweat has appeared on Behm's head, looking nervously staring at the computer screen, waiting for the signal to be accessed, at this time his palms are all sweat, no way, although the gunfire around is getting weaker and weaker, but the longer it is surrounded, the more panicked every British soldier becomes, and as time goes by, some soldiers have lost their fighting spirit.

In the clouds more than ten kilometers away from the battlefield, a fighter plane painted with the French flag was soaring in the air, and the pilot kept staring at the display screen of the aircraft, and when he was sure to enter the attack range, he immediately began to shout: "Crazy Lion 3, this is the Black Knight, Fox 1 has been launched, please guide manually, please guide manually!" ”

"Crazy Lion No. 3 received, manual access, confirm password, 547160, password reconfirm 547160, changing mode! Manual guidance conversion successful! After Behm heard that the air-to-ground missile had been launched, the whole person breathed a sigh of relief, and now look at his own performance, this process has been practiced dozens of times, and he has long been familiar with it.

After quickly entering the password on the keyboard twice, Behm successfully took over the control of the air-to-surface missile, and with a long sigh of relief, the screen on the computer has become the first view of the Fox No. 1 missile launched by the black knight, but there is a target position on it, and you only need to manually control the missile to accurately hit the target position, as simple as holding a stamp in your hand and stamping it in the designated position.

"Bem, how's it going?" Shearer stood on the side and stared nervously at the computer screen, very nervous in his heart, it can be said that this air support is related to their life and death, if they can't eliminate these militants at once, or repel the militants and wait for the army support to arrive, it is estimated that they can only collect their bodies.

After all, this is an area controlled by the rebels, and although friendly forces can provide a steady stream of air support, the nearest ground troops, at least 200 kilometers away, will take at least four hours to get here, which is enough time for the rebels to gnaw their corpses to the ground.

"Captain, you have already taken over the guidance rights, and in forty seconds, the air raid will enter the country, and you will be ready to counterattack!" Behm gave his thumbs up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hands trembled slightly, and shouted at Shearer with excitement, silently calculating the time in his heart, as long as he lasted a minute, the crisis would be resolved

"Kill Pretty Bem! Everyone is ready, there are still forty seconds, as long as you survive these forty seconds, the support will arrive, after the air raid, immediately launch a counterattack, show these damned militants, we are not jealous, do you hear? Knowing that support was coming, Shearer's whole body immediately became excited, and he had already begun to think in his heart whether he could give the rebels who surrounded him a counterattack, and if he fought well, maybe he would not be punished if he went back!

"Roger, Captain!" The British soldiers, who had just been worried, immediately burst out with twelve points of vigor when they learned that reinforcements were coming, and the frequency of their shots began to increase, and from time to time their heads popped out and fired a few shots at the enemy they thought might exist.

However, due to the intelligence that the British air attack was coming soon, Lin Qing's bodyguard regiment had already scattered in all directions, suppressing the British soldiers' fire from a distance, and it was very scattered, and the blind strafing of the British did not hit any valuable target, not even a single tree.

A minute after confirming that air support would come, the surrounded British soldiers were shooting aimlessly and joking with each other, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, and the tension had disappeared without a trace.

"Bente, you have an RPG at ten o'clock, kill him!"

"No problem! But where is the RPG, and how do I see it? ”

"Haha, lie to you, liven up the atmosphere."

"It's not funny at all, it's on the battlefield! If you do this again, I'll shove the muzzle of your ass into it and blow him up! ”

“・・・・・・”

Just now he was still pressed and beaten, and he didn't have any strength at all, and the British seemed to have found his backbone, joking, while counterattacking, and slowly found a feeling, the firepower began to suppress, taking advantage of the time when Lin Qing's bodyguard group dispersed to avoid air raids, and began to counterattack, and some areas were actually pressed by Lin Qing's bodyguard group, and the firepower was very fierce.

The two of them were nervously holding their notebooks, tightly locking on the approaching air-to-surface missiles, a little sweat had appeared on their foreheads, and now it was related to the life and death of the people around them, and the two of them did not dare to relax at all, so they could only stare at the screen.

"Nikolai, have you found the source of the signal? There are forty seconds left to enter the air!" The night was not only tapping on the keyboard, but in a corner of the computer screen, a countdown number appeared, and the time was flying by second by second, from more than a minute to more than forty seconds.

"Not yet, it's going to take a little time! You also know that this kind of signal can be very far away, or it can be very close, I am searching, rest assured that it will be fine soon, and it will be fine soon! Feel relieved! The fine sweat on Nikolai's head has slowly turned into beads of sweat the size of soybeans, not only falling from his forehead, there is no time to wipe it, now every second is related to their life and death, and now his nervousness has begun to repeat the words constantly, cheering up his teammates around him and cheering himself up.

"Thirty-five seconds left!"

"Thirty-four seconds!"

"Thirty-three seconds!"

"Thirty-two seconds!"

“・・・・・・”

The night kept talking about the countdown, if there were still twenty seconds left to find the source of the manual guidance, then they would have to retreat, after all, they didn't know where the center of the missile was, they could only resign themselves to fate, maybe twenty seconds was enough to run to a safe area, maybe they could run.

"Found it, linking the source, preparing for the invasion! Hahaha, I found it in the dark! ”

When there were thirty seconds left in the countdown, Nikolai shouted, finally found the location of the source, and breathed a long sigh of relief, now that his mission was complete, the rest was left to Night.

"The link is successful, Nikolai, give me access to all the command codes of the EU, damn it, I need a password, I need a password, hurry up!" As soon as the signal was accessed in the night, and in order to snatch control of the manual guidance, a string of prompts that needed to enter the password popped up on the computer screen, and the whole person immediately burst out foul language.

"Roger! Deciphering! Thankfully, I've done a code collection before, otherwise I don't think we would have had time to decipher a 1/999999 code, and the code was 547160! Nikolai easily opened a piece of software, and in less than two seconds, the code was deciphered, and he shrugged his shoulders very easily.

"OK, the password is correct, now what I have to do is to change the permission password first, and then take over the guidance rights in the last five seconds, so that the Brits find out that they have lost the guidance rights, and there is no time to snatch it!" As he spoke, he quickly changed the confirmation code of the manual guidance of the air-to-ground missile, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, now that the password has been deciphered, he can access the guidance right at any time, but in order to prevent the British from finding out that something is wrong, he snatched it in the last few seconds, not giving the British a chance to react.

The British defended the position, and Behm constantly controlled the flight trajectory of the air-to-ground missile with his fingers, constantly correcting the target to ensure that the target was hit to the greatest extent.

"Twenty seconds to go! Everyone prepares, after the air raid, car No. 2 quickly starts, and the members of car No. 3 and car No. 4 follow behind the car and rush to deal with these militants! Shearer stared closely at the countdown next to the screen, and the heart that had just hung in the air began to slowly let go as the air support got closer and closer.

"Ten seconds left!"

"Eight seconds!"

"Seven seconds!"

"Six seconds! Damn, what's going on! What's going on! Need to enter a password, why do you need to enter a password, password 547160, password is wrong, damn why is it a wrong password, it was still correct just now! ”

When there were six seconds left in the countdown, Behm suddenly found that he couldn't control the air-to-ground missile, the missile had some deviations from the intended target, he just wanted to correct the target, but found that he needed to enter the password before he could correct it, after spending two seconds to enter the password, Behm received a password error prompt, the whole person was immediately stunned, already through the computer screen, he found that the target of the missile had been changed to their location.

"Run!"

Behm jumped up from the ground, trying to escape from the current area, the surrounding Brits looked at each other and didn't know what was happening, only one Shearer, who was watching Bem's every move, knew what was happening, and the whole person stood there with a dead face.

Lin Qing's bodyguard group, a few seconds ago.

"Fifteen seconds left!"

"Ten seconds left!"

"Eight seconds left!"

"There are six seconds left, and the guidance rights are successfully accessed!"

In the dark night, when the air-to-ground missile was about to strike in six seconds, it successfully connected the guidance right, and slightly corrected the missile's attack target by a point, because the distance between the two sides of the exchange of fire was very close, only a little bit of the position was modified, and it had already changed from the head of Lin Qing's bodyguard group to the head of the British defense circle.

In the sky, a white "lightning" appeared in the air, the speed was very fast, and it approached the area of the two sides of the firefight at high speed, and the warring sides on the battlefield stopped the exchange of fire again, and raised their heads to look at the "lightning" falling from the sky.

(To be continued.) )