Chapter 217: Bombardment

Madas didn't care about the iron-faced Erilin behind him, the distance was far, Erilin stomped his feet angrily, he wanted to get rid of this thorn in his eye, but now it's good, he began to play Laipi and dig the trenches. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"General Areling, Madath doesn't obey orders, what should we do?" Codename 60, asked Ao Balu, the adjutant of the West African Strategic Army.

"This guy is a scourge, kill him sooner or later!" Arelin glared at Ao Balu fiercely and said.

"What does the general mean, I sent someone to contact Zhang Xiududu's tank battalion and bazooka battalion to give him a click?" Ao Balu made a gesture to wipe his neck.

"No, Thailand is swaggering like this, if after the victory, Zhang Xiu sues me for killing my brothers in the same group in front of the president, the president will definitely not give me a chance to live!" Arelyn shook her head.

He knew better than anyone about the president's methods, not only was that guy skilled in martial arts, but the weapons he carried in the headquarters of Carthage were also killer weapons, at least a person like Erilin still hadn't been able to access the core secrets.

Even Zhang Xiu couldn't touch it, and there were only three people who knew the secret, the president, the governor of Carthage and the governor of Nice, these were all celebrities in front of the president.

"So what do we do? Just waiting, one-sixth of the three-day time limit has passed! How to explain to Governor Zhang Xiu? "Ao Balu is a little anxious.

"Hmph, it's good to explain a fart 1 like this, we don't need to spend a soldier, and wait for the cruiser to come!" Arelyn turned back to the tent.

Ao Balu didn't pay attention, what should I do, think about it, it's better to contact Zhang Xiu's tank battalion and bazooka battalion to prepare for artillery support, now it is less than ten miles away from the defense line arranged by Liu Feng in West Africa, this distance is really not easy to say all at once.

Ao Balu walked to the communication camp, pushed the door in, and everyone saw it and saluted: "Hello Adjutant Ao Balu!" ”

"Call me the numbers of the Zhang Xiu Bazooka Battalion and the Tank Unit!" Ao Balu said with his legs crossed in his chair.

"Okay Adjutant, I'll get you through right away!" After speaking, the signal corps began to manually dial the switchboard of Zhang Xiu's headquarters.

"Hello, this is the Communications Department of the West African Strategic Army, requesting artillery support! Request artillery support! “

Drip drip, drip

Drip, drip, drip

"Hello, this is Governor Zhang Xiu's communication station, connecting the artillery support detachment for you! Later, please! “

Drip, drip, drip

Drip, drip, drip

"Hey, I'm the Artillery Support Commander, codenamed Colonel 1017, where do I need support!"

The voice on the other end of the phone made Ao Balu tremble, code name 1017, this should be a very high existence, and it actually appeared in Zhang Xiu's general artillery fire headquarters.

"Such a general! Codename 1020 Madas is engaged with the enemy in West Africa 1436 flat, requesting artillery coverage! Artillery support, easy to attack! "Ao Balu has never been in contact with many people in the mysterious 20 years ago, the only one is Dale in West Africa, and he is indifferent to the 1020 Madas.

"Wait, we'll be there! Your coordinates! Codename 1020 picked up the pen and began to record.

”178,9871.“

"Coming soon!"

Ao Balu completed an important task, felt that he could sleep well at night, and temporarily called Madas, asking them to contact the artillery coverage command post at any time, and Madas, even if he was reluctant, still patiently listened to Ao Balu boasting about his great achievements and how to fight for the command of artillery fire.

Ao Balu's phone call temporarily quieted Madas, looking at the team of less than 2,500 people, the full strength is only 7 battalions, and they have to be garrisoned separately, Madas felt a little powerless, even though he used to be the adjutant of the North Battalion in West Africa, and managed tens of thousands of people, at that time, there were enough people, and now it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

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Liu Feng and Zhao Yun were drinking tea and farting, and before they knew it, the artillery fire had stopped.

The signal corps of the artillery battalion had already come to the watchtower and reported to Liu Feng: "Report to the Prime Minister, the enemy seems to have retreated!" But three miles away from the positions of our troops began to build trenches in an attempt to fight a protracted war with our troops! “

Liu Feng stood up and looked at the north-south direction of the ravine in the distance, this group of guys had dug a trench of more than 30 meters in ten minutes, although it was not very deep, but the enemy was still digging!

It can't go on like this, don't say that the other cruisers coming from afar are enough to drink a pot of their own!

The Maritime Observatory reported that enemy ships had been spotted in the northwest of the Inland Sea, and according to the forecast of the Maritime Observatory, the cruiser would reach the outer waters of the trenches constructed by the willow winds in West Africa in less than four days, and it would be a little too late to figure out a solution!

"Don't wait! Move the tanks, recoilless guns, and bazookas of the second line of defense forward! Densely cover enemy trenches, and then under the cover of artillery fire, order a charge! Capture the enemy trenches! "Liu Feng has stood up and moved his muscles, it is time to attack.

"Subordinates obey!"

The signal corps quickly conveyed Liu Feng's instructions to the officers and men who were still commanding the artillery battalion, and the artillery fire began to slowly pass through the first line of defense, completely exposed to the flat ground, which was about three miles away from the enemy's trenches, and it was difficult for the enemy's automatic rifles to shoot.

As the artillery positions moved forward, the soldiers in the entire trench began to crawl out of the trenches in an orderly manner and move forward with the artillery positions.

The commander of the first division, Dai Mucuo, is an excellent commander selected by the new generation of senior generals, and this time he led a team of 9,000 people as the commander of the forward position, except for the 1,000 people brought from the Han Empire, the other 4,000 people were surrendered to the West African strategic army, and the other 4,000 were sent by Monaco.

Dai Mucuo took the binoculars to look at the enemy's trenches, which were less than a mile away, and the artillery position was three hundred meters behind, and such a distance had reached the point where he could charge.

"General! Let's start artillery support! Our army is ready to charge! Dai Mucuo looked at Zhang Zhong, the commander of the artillery battalion in front of him, and said.

"Well, Acting Master! I wish you victory! Our department will fully cooperate! The artillery battalion is all ready! Fire! With Zhang Zhong's order, the tanks began to move forward, and recoilless guns and rocket launchers began to cover the trench positions of Madas.

This distance could cover the entire Madas position, and the flying artillery fire spread into the Madas's position, and a large sea of fire ignited the clothes of the soldiers in the trenches and the soldiers who were crushed into the sky.

Drip, drip, drip

Drip, drip, drip

"I'm codename 1020 Motor! I'm Madas! Request artillery support! Request artillery support! "Madas desperately dodged the shells that fell into the position, and kept screaming.

"Okay, General Ma! Code 1017 is being prepared! Please hold on for three minutes! After saying that, 1017 hung up.

1017 and 1016 put on their helmets, got into the T-62 tank, began their journey, and ordered the accompanying bazooka corps to start entering the artillery positions and covering the place! (To be continued.) )