Ricardo is dead.

Gu Jiu looked at him in a daze, unable to believe that this was true.

Bian Guan Lin ran over, pointed at Gu Jiu and said to the others, "Drag him to the back!"

With that, he stepped forward and opened heavy fire on the enemy to provide them with cover. The other two retreated to the back of the infantry chariot with Gu Jiu on their feet, threw Ricardo's Type 95 automatic rifle to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Dude, hold on, let's go out and fight." ”

With that, the two warriors returned to their positions and continued the fight.

"Company commander, the tank is coming!"

Li Fengxiang hurriedly looked over, and the two T-72s stubbornly advanced along the road to this side, and the speed was very fast. The 30-mm guns of the two infantry vehicles concentrated their fire on the first T-72, and the 30-mm armor-piercing shells hit the front armor of the T-72 with a crisp thud, smashing holes in it, but still failed to penetrate.

The best thing to do is to give way to the combat vehicle to move, bypass from both sides, either of the flanks, and hit the side armor and even the rear armor of the T-72. But Li Fengxiang couldn't do this, the two infantry chariots were the only heavy firepower they could rely on, and once they were dispatched, the remaining infantry would soon be overwhelmed by the Crescent Brigade soldiers rushing over like a tide.

No matter how superb the individual combat skills are, it is difficult to resist an enemy dozens of times their own, and the key is that this is not an easy place to defend and difficult to attack at all, but a flat land where the enemy can attack from all directions!

If it weren't for the shelter of a few bungalows, it would have been more difficult for the patrol to hold on.

Bian Guan Lin reported to Li Fengxiang: "Ricardo is dead. ”

Li Fengxiang's heart sank, but casualties still began to appear.

Unexpectedly, Bian Guanlin's report was not over, he said, "Three wounded people are placed in a bungalow in the rear. ”

Li Fengxiang gritted his teeth and shouted, "Demoman!

Dynamite packs!

Blow up the tank!

Is it unimaginable?

It's not hard to imagine.

According to the requirements, the peacekeepers were not equipped with individual anti-tank rockets, not even 40 guns! In other words, none of the weapons in the peacekeepers were more caliber than the 30-millimeter guns on the infantry vehicles.

Peacekeeping forces, maintaining law and order and stability in the peacekeeping area, are not professional combat troops!

However, the opponent we are now encountering is a rebel force that has been transformed from a group of insurgents into a professional rebel force that even the government army has not been able to fight!

Li Fengxiang has only one way - to use the most primitive explosive package to deal with the tank!

Tanks must not be allowed to rush over, otherwise everything awaits everyone. Only those who are in it can deeply realize that when a steel beast weighing fifty tons is crushed by him, there is no weapon in his hand to deal with him, and that fear is enough to destroy any army with insufficient willpower!

At this time, in the two T-72 tanks that rumbled over, the commander of the long car locked onto the infantry tank at the front, and he contacted the command: "The striker has locked on to the target!

Firing at the infantry vehicles of the peacekeeping forces requires the approval of the Crescent Brigade Command, and the Crescent Brigade also has to consider whether it really wants to attack the peacekeepers!

If one were able to see the faces of the people operating the two tanks at this time, they would be surprised to find that these people were not African faces at all, but had obvious Eastern European features.

The chief of staff of the Crescent Brigade, Weeks, was at this time on an armored command vehicle about five kilometers from the rear, the same Soviet-style armored command vehicle.

He received the report of the Forward Tank, muttered for a while, and turned his head to look at the Crescent Brigade No. 1 and Commander Moldok on the side.

Moldoc is an African with thick lips and a beard with ears attached, and he contrasts sharply with the Caucasian Wicks. In reality, Moldoc was often dependent on white Wicks. Without Wicks, the Crescent Brigade would have been a bandit army that had made a living from kidnapping, and it would have been impossible for it to develop into a force that could compete with the government forces and defeat them and capture several towns in the west.

"You have an idea, Wicks. Moldoch flicked his cigar, and the Red Devil Corps beret on his head looked a little nondescript in African-style camouflage uniform.

Wicks muttered, "Well, it's decided. ”

After saying that, he turned his head to the microphone and ordered, "Striker, fire." ”

On this side, the T-72 in front stopped, and then when the barrel of the turret trembled in the body, a puff of black smoke came out of the muzzle, and a 105-mm tank shell shot out, whistling with a strong shock wave and hitting the bungalow next to the infantry tank.

"Boom!"

Half of the bungalow was destroyed, and rubble splattered everywhere.

It was an armor-piercing projectile, but the power of the explosion was not great.

The second T-72 opened fire at a distance of about four hundred meters from the infantry tank, and the shells whistled and accurately hit the frontal armor of the infantry tank, directly penetrating the front armor of the infantry tank, and the armor-piercing shells entered through the front armor, passed through the inside of the turret, hit the crew compartment, and then pressed against the rear hatch.

Thankfully, it didn't hit the ammunition room.

Thankfully, a spike-type armor-piercing bullet!

However, the personnel on the vehicle were still wounded under the violent impact, and the infantry chariot also lost its combat effectiveness after a puff of smoke.

Li Fengxiang couldn't hesitate any longer, he resolutely ordered: "Patrol No. 2 retreat! Retreat and hide!"

The driver of the other infantry quickly reversed, quickly hiding the infantry behind the house, and at the same time turned the gun to open fire on the enemy in the flanks and rear.

The two T-72s, which lost their targets, began to be replaced with high-explosive shells.

"Boom!"

A 105mm high-explosive shell hit the house and destroyed the remaining half. Several nearby fighters were knocked to the ground by the shock wave from the explosion, and debris fell on them with a clatter, and scattered shrapnel shot out at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Li Fengxiang shook his head vigorously, and under the shock wave, his head was shaken a little. He gritted his teeth and yelled, "Demoman, follow me!"

Immediately came out three fighters with explosive bags.

The explosives package is very simple, made of solid medicine blocks, made of linen, hand-tied, plus **** and firing wire. From the Anti-Japanese War to the present, the production and use of explosives bags are compulsory subjects for infantry. Obviously, in modern warfare, such improvised explosives look ridiculous.

But at this moment, the only thing that can traumatize the enemy tank is the explosive pack!

"Fire cover company commander!" Bian Guan Lin shouted, he wanted to rush forward to replace Li Fengxiang, but it was too late, Li Fengxiang had already led three soldiers along the highway ditch, he could only organize the fire of the entire patrol to suppress the enemy's firepower.

A rain curtain of 5.8 mm bullets rained down on the Crescent Brigade soldiers, and these fanatical fanatics were not afraid of death at all, perhaps they longed for death in their hearts, or thought that death was the best proof of their fanaticism, or they did not know that they would die.

Hu Fengqi set the drone that was still cruising in the sky into automatic mode, and then picked up his Type 95 automatic rifle and turned into an ordinary infantryman, covering the demolition team led by Li Fengxiang with his comrades.

The drone faithfully transmitted the captured footage to Li Mu's armored command vehicle in real time, and Li Mu saw Li Fengxiang and three soldiers approaching the T-72 tank with explosives bags under their ribs, and their teeth were about to be crushed.

He can't do anything but tell the troops to hurry up and hurry up!

He thought about asking the French to send helicopter gunships to support, but before he could speak, the UNMISS command made a decision not to send helicopter gunships!

We can't expand the situation until we have figured out the situation!

Even if Li Mu is not angry, there is no way. In the Juba region of South Sudan, only the French have helicopter gunships.

Li Mu can only count on those Khalid of the Pakistani armored battalion now.

"Where is the Pakistani armored battalion?" Li Mu turned his head and asked the non-commissioned officer.

The communications non-commissioned officer immediately replied: "The forward company led by Lieutenant Colonel Hosseini has just sent a report that they have reached a position three kilometers from the battlefield and have entered a combat state!"

Li Mu grabbed the intercom: "Pick up Lieutenant Colonel Hosseini!"

Lieutenant Colonel Hosseini is the battalion commander of the Pakistani peacekeeping armored battalion, an old friend of Tang Ming, and has also dealt with Li Mu several times.

Soon, the communication channel was connected.

Li Mu said in a deep voice, "Lieutenant Colonel Hosseini! My men are under fierce attack by the tank units of the Crescent Brigade! Please speed up and attack forward! The focus is on the two T-72 tanks on the road! They are firing heavily at our patrol!"

Lieutenant Colonel Hosseini said decisively: "Colonel Li Mu, please rest assured! I will definitely support your unit as quickly as possible! My radar has already searched for the target! I will be able to attack from their six o'clock direction in two minutes at most!

"Please!"

Li Mu put down the intercom, feeling extremely nervous.

Hosseini's troops were able to arrive in time to defeat those two tanks, and Li Fengxiang's demolition team would not have to pay for their lives to carry out close blasting!

Infantry use explosives packs to blast armored targets, almost with no return. Any soldier knows that as long as they go up, the hope of coming back alive is very slim.

Li Mu made a decision in a few seconds, he connected the communication channel with Li Fengxiang, and gave a loud order: "Li Fengxiang! I order you to withdraw! Pakistan's armored battalion will be in place immediately! There is no need for you to make fearless sacrifices! I repeat! You will immediately lead people to withdraw and hold on!"

Li Fengxiang, who was crawling forward along the highway ditch, heard Li Mu's order, but he did not withdraw immediately, but stopped temporarily.

"Boss! I'll stand by where I am! If the Pakistani armored battalion can't be in place in time! I can only blast the target! Otherwise, the target will enter the defensive circle, and the patrol will be finished!" Li Fengxiang said with a hideous face.

Li Mu groaned, took a deep breath, and said with difficulty, "I agree." ”

Two T-72s rumbled along the highway and kept closing in on the patrol's defensive circle, and Li Fengxiang and the three Demomen lay in the ditch of the highway staring at the steel behemoths. They saw with their own eyes the helplessness of the 30-mm cannon hitting the front armor of these things from time to time, but there was no way to penetrate it.

Hosseini ordered his troops to advance as fast as they could, ignoring the scattered stragglers along the way, and ignoring the strafing of the machine-gun positions that came from time to time, and pushed forward wholeheartedly. The Chinese brothers are under heavy attack and are in a very dangerous situation.

Anyone can imagine how critical a platoon patrol could be when attacked by a mixed force of several hundred people.

Hosseini gritted his teeth and gave only one order:

"Full speed ahead! See the armored target attack freely without asking for instructions!"