The BGM-71 "Tao" anti-tank missile rushed into the top armor of a T72 main battle tank, and the warhead easily blasted through the fragile top armor, and the extremely high temperature broke out at a very small distance, so that the power of the entire anti-tank missile poured into the turret.

With the deafening sound of the explosion, the raging flames had already ignited the entire tank into a huge torch with the shock wave generated by the detonation of the ammunition. However, the heavy shock wave exploded with amazing power in an instant, and the huge pressure directly lifted the heavy turret on the body of the car to fly out, up to a distance of four or five meters, and then slammed heavily on the ground on the side, making a strange sound of some kind of steel twisting.

Even the turret that flew out smashed into the ground, stirring up a cloud of dirt and rubble, like a rapid bullet, causing all the surrounding Soviet soldiers to lie on the ground with their faces covered, and blood faintly flowing from their fingers. But they didn't dare to stand up and call the medics easily, or even take out the bandages they were carrying and blast their wounds.

Because right above their heads, the whizzing sound of the air tearing almost burst their eardrums. Just a kilometer or two away from them, at the edge of the forest, where three puffs of black smoke were also emitted, the muffled sound of 25mm machine guns and 12.7mm heavy machine guns had exploded bright sparks around them.

And the T72 main battle tank they are proud of has been scrapped because of anti-tank missiles, and even the other two T72 main battle tanks have been hit by anti-tank missiles in a certain part, and they slowly stopped moving, like a sluggish fool docked there motionless.

They seemed to have received a fatal blow in just three minutes, almost all the Soviet soldiers were lying on the ground and couldn't raise their heads, and even the AKM rifle in their hands returned fire, they were also blankly strafing in front of them, not to mention the accuracy of three points and one line, just slightly raised their hands to raise their heads, and pulled the trigger in front of them to counterattack, it was already great courage!

The superiority seems to have been established by the time Liszt gave the order to open fire. But looking at the battlefield that seemed to be in a stalemate, Liszt's brows couldn't help but wrinkle slowly, his eyes swept through the military telescope, swept over the BTR-60 armored transport vehicle thousands of kilometers away, and the Soviet soldiers who gradually began to retreat, and pressed the walkie-talkie and still gave an order: "All the armed off-road vehicles are dispatched, outflanked in a roundabout way, and leave them behind!" ”

"Then I'll be in charge!"

Sofitel picked up his M4A1 assault rifle and walked quickly towards the outside of the machine-gun bunker, as the deputy of this reconnaissance unit, he had to be responsible for important tactical operations at critical moments. Seven or eight scouts under his direct command also followed, and his order also came from the exclusive channel of the armed off-road vehicle: "Move quickly, fire to delay the enemy, and never stop and shoot!" ”

The weak armor of the armed off-road vehicles could not even defend themselves against the fire of the AKM assault rifles at about 300 meters, not to mention the 12.7mm large-caliber heavy machine guns in the Soviet troops. With a distance of about 1,000 meters, combined with the steel core armor-piercing bullets, it is easy to turn the armed off-road vehicles supplemented by reconnaissance into a pile of scrap iron.

Ten armed off-road vehicles that were still intact immediately pounced with the roar of the engine and exhaust pipe, and the throttle to the end rushed out with surging power. In the improvised turret welded on the car, the 12.7mm Browning heavy machine gun had continued to fire, although with the undulating bumps of the vehicle, the bullets floated so that they didn't know where they flew, but the threat of fire from the ten heavy machine guns effectively delayed the retreat of the group of Soviet soldiers!

"All scouts are ready to move forward and fight with infantry fighting vehicles!"

The M4A1 assault rifle in his hand was also clenched, and Liszt's eyes were firmly fixed on the Soviet soldiers who were gradually retreating with the BTR-60 armored transport vehicle. Far beyond the firepower of the Soviet armored forces, they were unable to organize an effective counterattack, and besides, in the wilderness, it was difficult for them to launch a counterattack against the American federal scouts hiding in the forest!

Holding down the walkie-talkie on his chest, Liszt's order had been given, and the remaining three M2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicles had also slowly moved forward, and the scouts who were still lurking at the edge of the forest immediately raised their assault rifles and rushed out, carefully following the three infantry fighting vehicles, and marching forward in coordination.

More than 20 scouts had already dispersed, and the three infantry fighting vehicles had been dispersed for more than 1,000 square meters, and even two or three meters apart from each other, all of them looked cautiously ahead. Occasionally, soldiers fired at the front with M4A1 assault rifles, killing the Soviets who were seriously wounded and unable to evacuate more than 100 meters away, and were still fighting back with AKM assault rifles in their hands.

"Victory seems to be easy."

Squinting slightly, Liszt looked at the evacuated Soviet troops in front of him, but the military telescope in his hand involuntarily moved to the other two T72 main battle tanks that were quietly parked there. His eyes looked through the binoculars, carefully scanning the turret of the main battle tank, and found no wounds except for the traces of the reactive armor explosion.

Perhaps it was the explosion of the BGM-71 "Tao" anti-tank missile, and the huge force instantly shattered the inside of the turret, forming fragments and killing the internal members. However, Liszt's heart was a little uneasy, especially when he saw the M2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicle that was gradually approaching and was already less than 800 meters, as well as the more than 20 scouts who were scattered and advancing together, his heart suddenly tightened, and he pressed the walkie-talkie on his chest and said loudly: "No, destroy those two Soviet tanks immediately!" ”

"Understood, anti-tank missiles have been put back on the shelves."

In the walkie-talkie, the commander of the M2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicle led by him immediately replied, and before the words fell, two BGM-71 "Tao" anti-tank missiles rushed out on the turret launchers of the two infantry fighting vehicles, and rushed directly to the T72 main battle tank less than a kilometer with a puff of white tail smoke.

But before the two T72 main battle tanks could be hit, a loud roar instantly appeared in the wilderness. The turret of a T72 main battle tank slowly turned, and the thick barrel was still shaking slightly, and the dense gray smoke and fire at the muzzle of the gun dissipated slightly. In the direction where the muzzle of the cannon was pointing, an M2 "infantry fighting vehicle" was instantly pierced, and the flames of martyrdom rose up, mixed with the huge shock wave, which directly turned the surrounding area of more than ten meters into a sea of fire.

"Damn it!"

Liszt's eyes widened suddenly, and the seven or eight scouts around the M2 "infantry fighting vehicle" were also hit by the shockwave, as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer, and flew out fiercely, struggling for a few hours and a half, and they couldn't get up again. Liszt's hands clenched into fists, he slammed into the machine-gun bunker in front of him, and pressed the walkie-talkie and ordered loudly: "Annihilate them all!" ”

The BGM-71 "Tao" anti-tank missile then hit the two T72 main battle tanks, just like the M2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicle just now, bursting out layers of raging flames, lifting the heavy turret and smashing it to the side. There were even human limbs that had fallen, charred black and ablaze.

The only two remaining M2 Bradley infantry fighting vehicles drove forward, nonchalantly past the burning wreckage of the two tanks, the 25mm guns on the turrets still firing forward, pouring dull firepower. The scouts who accompanied them had also begun to trot, rushing towards the retreating Soviet soldiers in front of them, everyone with anger at the death of their comrades.

On their own territory, the enemy's troops appeared in front of them with impunity, why did they not dare to fight? They are soldiers who defend their homes and the country, not politicians who make compromises on the podium! Now that they are the first to fire, then they dare to annihilate them again, and even in Liszt's heart, there is already an undisguised killing intent!

The game has been settled, and the arrogant Soviet forces have fallen into a rout, and even fallen into the situation of total annihilation. But Liszt did not intend to let them go, the ten armed armored vehicles that were still intact delayed the retreat of this group of Soviet soldiers, and the only two remaining M2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicles used 25mm machine guns to ignite the BTR-60 armored transport vehicles one by one, and the two are not at the same level at all.

The BTR-60 armored transport vehicle has only one 12.7mm heavy machine gun, but it cannot penetrate even the armor of the M2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicle. On the contrary, the firepower of the 25mm machine gun, even if it is not equipped with armor-piercing shells, can easily penetrate the thin steel plate, and the entire BTR-60 armored transport vehicle can no longer move like a sieve.

"They surrendered."

And when all the BTR-60 armored transport vehicles were completely destroyed, Sofitel's voice was already coming out of the walkie-talkie. And in the far wilderness, ten armed off-road vehicles have also surrounded the Soviet soldiers who came with AKM assault rifles one by one, and a few people went down to disarm all the remaining 30 or so Soviet soldiers.

But Liszt did not have the slightest joy of victory, slowly put down the telescope in his hand, and he exhaled slowly from the machine gun bunker. Turning to look at the Canadian prisoner who was staring blankly at him under the bunker, and at the scruffy Soviet soldier, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but with a certain deep mockery: "We won." He spat at at the side, and then said lightly to the person next to him, "Contact the Anchorage headquarters and ask them to send someone." ”