The sight in the gloomy sky made the major feel a little puzzled.

Seeing the black dots flying from the sky, dragging thin white smoke, moving extremely fast, and almost falling to the front at once, could it be a Russian fighter that took a large angle to dive into this outdated way of playing?

Thinking of this, Anderson looked at a "Vulcan" self-propelled anti-aircraft gun that was on standby not far away, the warning radar was constantly rotating, but there was no sign of directing the anti-aircraft gun to fire and intercept; The air target was not far away, and the anti-aircraft fire was still asleep, and the major was furious and planned to jump out of the car to reprimand the anti-aircraft artillery crew, but suddenly remembered that it should not be a Russian plane, but a ......

Jesus Christ, could this be—!

In the blink of an eye, as the black dots disappeared from sight, a messy mass of dense explosions gradually came, grabbing the telescope to look at the continuous explosion smoke and dust rising from behind the mountains, Anderson finally figured out the situation at once.

What he saw just now was nothing else, but a large number of swarming long-range rockets!

The memory of the pre-war training suddenly flooded into his mind, and the major immediately remembered that these huge artillery battles with a caliber of nearly 300 millimeters and carrying countless high-explosive submunitions, as long as they fell on the heads of the marching troops, they were basically -

"Damn it - quick, quickly notify all units and retreat immediately!"

Feeling the smell of death wafting in all directions, Anderson barely managed to hold his emotions and immediately called all the combat vehicle crews to cover each other and turn back, only now realizing how cunning and insidious the Russians had been in letting go of the front line, and how reckless the offensive plan had been drawn up from above. With good professionalism. The incomprehensible Major shook his head in disbelief in the chariot. He commanded no more than a cavalry regiment. How could it be baptized by such a dense range of rocket artillery?

As far as he knew, such weapons were only equipped in the USSR at the level of army groups, so they fell into the preset trap of the Russians?

Damn, such a conspicuous thing, the air raid that lasted for more than a month could not be eliminated?

Air Force guys, are they all a bunch of rice buckets!

Seeing that the battle situation was very critical, when organizing the troops to retreat in a hurry. Anderson did not forget to submit this important information, and he ordered the artillery position detection team to use the battlefield information sharing system to upload the information on the Russian long-range rocket artillery positions that had just been intercepted and calculated; After doing this, the major once again called for air support from the radio, and the communications non-commissioned officer shouted into the microphone that "the position is difficult to consolidate, prepare for a temporary retreat", and the 7th Ranger Regiment, which had suffered heavy losses, immediately turned around and prepared to return to the previously scheduled second-line position to make further plans.

Sitting in the shaky "Bradley" command car, seeing the combat vehicles withdrawn from the front crowded on the road, many vehicles had obviously been shot, with charred black burn marks, the major was very impatient to grab the microphone and talk to Douglas, the commander of the 2nd Battalion, who was at the front.

in headphones. Douglas's voice was scorching:

"Call 'Anvil', the coordinates of the enemy's line have been demarcated. The Russians are less than a thousand yards from us! Damn, we've secured the line of fire before, and with one more timely air support, we'll—"

"Don't think about the 'if', it's a trap! Now retreat immediately! ”

From the launch of the offensive at dawn to the present, the 7th Ranger Regiment, which was not supported by aviation fire, was beaten back again and again by a Russian motorized infantry regiment in front of it, Anderson had no patience to explain at this time, and he immediately ordered Douglas to lead the whole battalion to retreat, return to the starting area of the attack, and reorganize for a while before making the next step!

"Dalglas, did you hear that, now all retreat immediately!"

"No, Commander, we're ...... now"

Hearing Anderson's order, raise your eyes and look at the scene of the front with artillery fire in the thermal imager, the Russians' armored forward is still approaching, but the battalion of combat vehicles has been reduced by more than half; With the rustling of the pager, and the only sound in his ears was the increasing sound of shelling and explosions, Daglas suddenly felt a little tired, and he barely managed to prop his hands on the bulkhead to stabilize his figure:

"We can't go back now. - Anderson, please call for air support, and I'll fight the Russians to the death right here! ――”

"Hey, Douglas! - Hey! ”

Hearing the reply of the commander of the 2nd Battalion, Anderson, who felt that something was wrong, shouted a few times, but could not hear a response.

Thinking that his subordinates were fighting bloodily on the broken front, and that the 2nd Battalion of the Ranger was about to be wiped out, the major only felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head; Raising his hand, he pulled out the Beretta pistol on his waist, and waved his arm, he called all the combat units on the radio to act immediately, formed a battle formation and prepared to attack, and he wanted to lead all the soldiers to rush forward and fight the Russians to the death!

With a sense of courage and courage, under Anderson's orders, the headquarters of the 7th Regiment and the independent battalion, which were not well armed, were quickly ready to attack and were preparing to go into battle.

However, at this moment, I saw that in the background of dark clouds on the horizon, another batch of long-range rockets dragging white smoke fell like thunder, and the high-explosive submunitions thrown bloomed like scattered flowers of the goddess, casting a net that could not be escaped in an instant; These submunitions, which have no accuracy to speak of and are not very powerful, covered almost the entire assembly area, and suddenly "crackled" everywhere in the detention area of US military vehicles, and several M2A3 "Bradley" combat vehicles with weak armor were quickly hit by repeated bombings and almost lost their combat effectiveness.

The 7th Regiment, which was still preparing to launch a charge just now, was completely stunned by the bombing, but at this time it had no idea what to "save its comrades", and under the leadership of the major who had recovered his senses, the wolf bèi gathered and retreated, and fled in a hurry.

Escaping from the staging area full of explosion smoke, Anderson's commanding "Bradley" also received two or three submunitions, and the ventilation system in the car completely failed, he coughed and lay on the open roof hatch, looking at the lead-gray sky to the south with a trace of resentment and helplessness.

The 1st Cavalry Division of the United States Army, which has participated in countless large and small combat operations since its establishment, even the unprecedented defeat on the Korean battlefield, has it ever been bombarded in such a head-to-head and face-slapping manner? Thinking about the 2nd Ranger Battalion that was left behind on the front line, I am afraid that it has been completely annihilated by the Russians at this time, and the major is so hated that the roots of his teeth itch, he feels that today's disadvantage in the battle is completely caused by the incompetence of the air force.

Damn, if it weren't for the swearings of those whiteskins, how could the higher-ups be so rash!

The pre-war training and deployment were one thing, but after the actual start of the war, everything changed; There are also those flashy "battlefield information sharing systems", the number of targets has been transmitted in a hurry, but the planes in the sky just can't look forward to it, so what's the use of discovering more targets that can be hit?

Bastards, a bunch of bastards!

These abominable Air Force fighters, where did they all die? (To be continued......)