Chapter 984: Under the Smoke of the Syrian Battlefield
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Three Rhino tanks were successfully destroyed, but the Leclerc main battle tank group of the French armored division was also not comfortable.
The 120-mm armor-piercing shells of the Rhino tank also destroyed several Leclercs.
The Rhino tank has long been the standard for ground forces in the Middle East, and even in Iran and Pakistan, the production line of the Rhino tank is used.
For more than ten years, the Rhino tank has become the standard main battle tank of the ground forces of various countries in the Middle East, and is active in any battlefield in the Middle East.
Leclerc is a French main battle tank, and the two belong to the same generation of main battle tanks, both have advanced observation and movement capabilities.
But encountering each other in such a place is like a needle to a wheat, and there is no fluke at all, and some are firm in their belief in killing the enemy.
In fact, in the past two months, both sides have been holding their breath and conducting high-intensity training every day, in order to be able to exert every bit of strength in the war.
Although soldiers have no choice of war, they can choose their own battlefield.
The whole world is saying that on the battlefield of the future, a single weapon confrontation has long been a thing of the past, and this sentence is indeed true.
But what about two classes of equal strength? From the very beginning, the armored divisions of Syria were aimed at the armored divisions of France, from the Crusades to modern times, which era was not the Arab world forced to attack.
The Arab world has been holding back resentment for thousands of years, and in the modern situation, the Middle East is more like a place where countries can kill and seize at will.
Let the army of the Middle East on the land. I didn't know how much anger I was holding back.
This war is to create a prestige that belongs to the Middle East world, the land of the Middle East. No one is needed to interfere.
Such an oath requires strong force to ensure it, and the war becomes a battle of dignity.
Syria in a long war. It can be said that it is full of holes, and in the face of NATO's invasion again, it has already been broken and broken, and there are no more worries.
At this moment, the Syrian armored division, everyone is firm in the idea that even if they die, they will eat the group of enemies in front of them.
The attack became particularly ruthless, and each tank ran as fast as it could.
A large amount of dust and smoke began to envelop the battlefield. As if to add a richer background color to this war.
Leander had already put down his weapon, and he just lay quietly on the sand dune, watching the spectacular scene of hundreds of tanks fighting together below.
The ground was filled with the smoke of artillery fire, and the rich smell stimulated his nerves and senses.
But he didn't blink an eye and looked at the tank confrontation below, this was a battle of life and death for tanks.
At this moment, the two sides have attacked back and forth several times, and more tanks are lying on their stomachs or have been destroyed and have lost their combat effectiveness.
By this time, the tanks of both sides were already colliding with each other, and the turret of the tank guns began to rotate, and they opened fire again at the staggered enemy tanks.
on the battlefield. There were even tanks that crashed straight into each other like this, even the barrels of the tank guns were bent, and then the machine guns kept firing at each other. It even eventually evolved into a tank crew climbing out of the tank in hand-to-hand combat.
The scene was extremely chaotic, not at all like two armies with advanced technology support, but two hooligans fighting, regardless of any rules of war.
It was only at this moment that Leander found something to do, and his eyes were withdrawn from the first tank duel, and his eyes were fixed on the French armorers who had climbed out of the tanks.
Slowly picked up the sniper gun beside him, and the crosshair was already aimed at the battlefield, a French armored soldier carrying an anti-tank missile. But before he could pull the trigger.
Suddenly there was a crisp gunshot behind him, and the head of the French armored soldier in the distance looked like a smashed watermelon. The bright red flesh of the watermelon splattered on the armor of the tank.
Jump up agilely. Leander realized that behind him, at some point, a man with an East Asian face was standing.
The man was half-crouched behind him, holding a sniper rifle that resembled Barrett, and at this moment, he could clearly ask the smell of gunsmoke emanating from the muzzle of his gun.
His gaze was quickly attracted by the other party's gaze, which was with a bit of appreciation, and a deep interest.
But what really cared about him was that the other party's equipment looked very sci-fi, except for the head, this man was surrounded by armor-like suits all over his body, and the sight on the sniper rifle in his hand was obviously an aiming system, not an ordinary scope.
"Who are you?" Leander asked dryly.
The man smiled at him, then took out a kettle from behind him and threw it to him before saying, "Young man, I admire you. β
After glancing at the Somali troop brochure on the other party's arm, Leander directly opened the kettle and took a slight sip to relieve the dryness in his throat. Then he threw the kettle back to the other party.
"Is that enough?" The man turned the kettle, felt the weight, and asked.
"Water is precious, a little bit is enough to quench your thirst for a moment, and it should not be wasted." Leander replied, and then asked, "I'm Leander, the captain and company commander of the 88th Syrian Infantry Division, who are you?" β
"You can call me the overlord, as for my identity, you will know when you have a chance in the future." The overlord smiled slightly and said.
"Why are you here, isn't there no Somali army involved in the war here?" Leander didn't ask much, he just knew that the other party was not an enemy, and just this action was enough to show that the other party was not an ordinary person. As a soldier, he naturally knows what to inquire about and what not to inquire.
"We're everywhere." The overlord replied ambiguously, and then said to him: "Look at your appearance, your troops have been defeated, are you interested in following me." Rest assured, your troops will not treat you like a deserter. β
"What do you mean?" Leander found that her head was a little unturned, and couldn't help but ask.
"I mean it very simply. Now do you want to act with me. The Overlord bared a mouthful of white teeth and continued, "Guaranteed incomparably exciting. β
Leander glanced at the still tangled armored forces below, and nodded after a moment. said: "Okay, anyway, I won't be needed here for a short time." β
The Overlord kept that harmless smile. patted Leander on the shoulder and said, "Follow me, if you can't catch up, return to the original unit!" β
Before Leander could nod or shake his head, the Overlord stood up and ran towards the rear of the Northern Method.
Leander hurriedly followed, neither of them spoke all the way, and the overlord just ran quickly forward. And he just kept his head down and followed.
In this way, the two moved rapidly along the periphery of the battlefield, towards the rear of the NATO coalition forces.
However, after running for half an hour, Leander was already out of breath and had difficulty breathing, but the overlord's face still did not change, and his speed did not mean to slow down.
Leander could only continue to grit his teeth and keep up, without any intention of stopping.
After continuing to run for another half hour, the overlord in front suddenly stopped, and Leander also stopped for the first time, but as soon as he stopped. He lay directly on the Gobi, and the large amount of sweat on his body had soaked the combat vest.
The overlord didn't speak, and threw the kettle at him. Then he spoke: "Give you three minutes to rest, and then prepare for battle." β
Leander didn't speak, just nodded weakly, grabbed the kettle and poured it violently, he continued to hydrate now, otherwise in this hot sandy land, his water would not be enough for him to continue to move.
Saying that three minutes is three minutes, the overlord didn't give him an extra second, but this time he didn't need to run. It's about walking and moving forward.
After two more dunes, the Overlord stopped again. and gestured to Leander behind him to look forward.
Two soldiers in NATO uniforms, right under their sand dunes at the moment.
The overlord pulls out his dagger. Motioning to him one by one, Leander nodded tiredly and pulled out the dagger at his waist.
The two of them jumped from the dunes almost simultaneously, crushing the two French soldiers, their daggers sticking in their hind and spinning at the same time to ensure that the enemy below them was dead.
The overlord's movements are very smooth, and Leander's movements are very non-standard, but they also take out the enemy smoothly.
"In front of us is the division headquarters of the French 9th Panzer Division, and our task is to kill their division headquarters, do you dare?" The Overlord spoke.
"What don't you dare, anyway, I'm ready to die, if I can kill a French division commander, I'll earn it anyway." Leander said very dryly.
"Very good, then this French division commander will be handed over to you." The Overlord nodded, changed into a single weapon system, and climbed up the sand dunes in front of him.
Leander followed, and the two soon came to the sand dune, below which was a small valley, but the valley was already covered with yellow camouflage cloth.
The overlord didn't speak, pointing to a major general in the valley with a beard, and nodded to Leander.
The latter immediately understood the meaning, carefully took out the sniper gun behind his back, and erected it in a relatively hard place in the dunes.
"You only have one chance, and whether you kill or not, we have to leave. Shoot, get ready. The overlord whispered.
Leander didn't speak, but began to adjust his breathing, and after more than ten seconds, he slowly held his breath, and then directly pulled the trigger.
In the valley, the French major general, who seemed to be roaring something, disappeared in an instant, and the sound of gunfire reached everyone's ears at this time.
In the moment when the gun rang out, without any hesitation, the overlord directly pulled Leander and ran towards the dune, so that he didn't even have time to pick up the gun.
By this time, the command of the French 8th Panzer Division had already blown up its nest, and the division guards began to chase after the location of the gunfire.
The French soldiers who were on guard around them also surrounded them as soon as possible.
The overlord directly pulled out his pistol, and while moving rapidly, a pair of eyes were like radar, and all the French soldiers who appeared in front of and behind them became the ghosts of his guns.
Leander, who could only pull out his pistol to defend himself, seemed to have seen a ghost, looking at the overlord next to him who was shooting while running fast. Looking at the French soldiers who fell one by one, the admiration in my heart instantly overflowed.
However, before they could go far, two missiles accurately hit the valley just now. The command of the French 8th Panzer Division, completely destroyed.
The French soldiers who pursued them. I can only go back to save people as soon as possible.
At this time, the overlord also stopped running away, replaced with two full magazines, and then sat on the sand dunes with a big grin.
Then, as if by magic, he took out two compressed cardboard boxes from his back, one tossed to Leander, and the other opened himself, and inside was a piece of jerky with a full weight.
Leander, who was already hungry, naturally didn't care about anything, and quickly wiped out the large pieces of jerky in his hands.
"You're a special forces member of the Somali Federal Guard? Heard about the special forces within the Somali Federal Guard. Are all of them as good as you? Leander glanced at the overlord who was slowly biting on the jerky, but couldn't help but ask.
The overlord smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Are you curious? β
"Yes." Leander nodded.
"Then there is no interest in continuing to operate with me, this time the target is not those small characters, but the commander of the Syrian theater of operations of the NATO coalition, the general of the French army. I just don't know if you have the guts. The Overlord spoke.
"What don't I dare, anyway, I've already killed a major general, it's worth it in this life, and killing one more is already earned." Leander said firmly.
"Good." The Overlord patted him on the shoulder. Nodding with great satisfaction, he said, "Then we'll wait here." β
Ten minutes later, a peacekeeping transport plane came over their heads. Slowly landed on the sand, the rear hatch opened, and the wolf warrior walked down, and the first thing he said was: "Overlord, who is this?" β
"A very interesting lad, give him a weapon, and he will follow us." The Overlord smiled slightly, pulling Leander towards the rear hatch of the peacekeeping transport plane.
The wolf warrior heard this. Shrugged and followed.
Peacekeeping bombers took off again. All the members of the strong squad in the cabin were inside, and Wolf Warrior took out a set of equipment from the reserve weapon box in the cabin and gave it to Leander. And teach him how to use it.
At this time, the overlord just looked at the map in his hand intently, and ten minutes later, he spoke: "This time our target is Hemington, a French army general and the supreme commander of the Syrian theater. However, I am not going to infiltrate the empty planes and directly take a forcible attack. β
Speaking of this, the overlord presented the map in the cabin with projection technology and continued: "At present, the Syrian Theater Command has been transferred to Syrian territory, and according to intelligence, Hemington has taken a command vehicle on the way to the headquarters, and all we have to do is intercept his convoy and kill him." The missiles are already on the way, and we will arrive at the location of the convoy on time after the missiles are over, and evacuate as soon as the operation is completed. β
"Understood."
Ten minutes later, the peacekeeping transport plane, which had been flying at ultra-low altitudes all the way, arrived near the border between Turkey and Syria.
On the road ahead, a long convoy had entered Syrian territory, but several missiles in the sky suddenly fell into the convoy, destroying a large number of vehicles.
The peacekeeping transport plane reached the convoy in the explosion, and the Helios Vulcan cannon in the nose sprayed a dense stream of bullets into the convoy on the road.
At the same time, the strong squad quickly lowered the rope, and the NATO soldiers who were resisting in a panic on the road were quickly killed.
A group of fourteen people entered the sheep like wolves, and the NATO soldiers, who were stunned by missiles and the Vulcan cannons of peacekeeping transport planes, were quickly cleared out.
Just two minutes later, the strong squad had already replaced the third magazine, and the attack was smooth until the convoy was interrupted.
At this time, several French soldiers were rescuing an old man from an overturned armored car, and the wolf warriors in the team immediately adjusted the combat mode of the individual weapon system and replaced it with 20 mm armor-piercing shells.
Hemington, who was stunned by the missile, had not yet come to his senses and went to see God.
"Retreat." The objective has been accomplished, and the overlord immediately orders the team to start evacuating.
From attacking to retreating, the group fought and retreated, and the peacekeeping transport plane had already landed, and the group left quickly. A minute later, several helicopter gunships came, but it was too late.
"Well done, Leander, you've become a hero in Syria." The overlord said with a smile.
Leander also laughed, he definitely didn't expect that he would actually participate in such an action, in just over an hour, he felt as if a lifetime had passed, so long that it seemed like a dream that was difficult to wake up from.
It's just that he doesn't know what these two special beheadings mean, and the 300,000 NATO coalition troops who have just advanced to Syria on all fronts have become leaderless in an instant.
The counteroffensive troops, which had already been prepared, officially and quickly disrupted the rhythm of the NATO troops, and the strength of the entire group army of the Red Alert, which had attacked from Iraq, directly cut the attacking NATO coalition forces into two.
Cooperate with the Syrian army to deal with the NATO troops whose waist has been cut off, that is, to flank the front and rear, and the entire battlefield is full of all kinds of electromagnetic interference.
As a result, many troops lost contact with each other, or received wrong orders, resulting in a mess of attacking NATO troops from the very beginning of the battle.
On the other hand, the Red Police, as the main force of the offensive, advanced very smoothly on all fronts, and under the attack of a large number of unmanned combat equipment, the NATO army had no choice but to retreat and reorganize the command system and troops.
The NATO coalition forces could not avoid heavy losses. (To be continued)
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