Chapter 57: Plundering Like Fire (I)
"Boom !!"
With the metal cylinder that is 1.5 meters wide and 2.4 meters high as the core, a bright arc of electricity to the limit of the universe suddenly pops out, shooting fiercely into the endless void, from a distance, this lightning is like the angry Thor is judging this evil red world, when he swings the hammer of Thor in his hand, the sky and the earth are trembling, and the sky and the earth are penetrated by his greatest power.
The electrons in the air are excited, the electrons in the clouds are excited, even the electrons attached to the vast earth are excited! They gathered around their strongest companions, and after involving enough strength, they writhed like a group of elves on the metal and rock slopes of Guam's north shore, and the arcs more than half a meter long roared and howled on the stage, and there was a "crackling horn" explosion in the air, and in the stunned gaze of everyone, thousands of bright arcs of electricity to the limit scratched everyone's eyes.
"Ah......h
More than a thousand Marines, who had barely had time to let out a scream, were covered with large and small arcs of lively, steady hysterical strolling, and their skin was burned to the color of black charcoal in the hour of 0.05 seconds. Those imposing Stingray light tanks, with heavy armor as the best metal conductors, looked at the past, almost all of the twenty-four tanks turned into blue futuristic vehicles, and they seemed to be draped in a super defensive shield that can only appear in futuristic technology.
"Boom !!"
The shells in the Stingray light tanks were detonated by a strong electric current, and the gun tanks of these tanks were abruptly separated from the body, as if the greatest magician had given the last show to all the audience, the huge turret with a "whooshing" arc of electricity rolled in the air and flew all the way up, and countless electric elves were like seeing their mother's child, suddenly jumping up and throwing themselves into their mother's arms, and twenty-four electric dances rose in the sky.
"What is this? What is this?! Mismo smashed the microphone in a frenzy and screamed, "That's a weapon, why have I never seen such a weapon, who can tell me what it is?" Why has the Shura Legion never used a weapon?! ”
A combat staff officer bit his lip and shouted: "The lethality of that cylinder explosion is very similar to the magnetic explosion cannon that our army is developing on Guam, if I am not mistaken, the Shura Legion has developed a magnetic explosion bomb that can be detonated directly on the battlefield!" They invested a lot of steel in setting fire to the north shore of Guam, making the entire north shore a good conductor of radio waves, and the lethality of this weapon was geometrically enhanced!! ”
"Proud Emperor, my damn mother!" Mismo glared at his blood-red eyes and shouted, "But there are at least five hundred soldiers of the Shura Legion on the battlefield, and in order to deal with our twenty tanks and more than a thousand soldiers, doesn't the arrogant emperor even want the elite troops he has trained himself?" How much power does he have in his hands to allow him to waste and consume it like this?! ”
"They won't have any casualties at all!" The combat staff officer pointed to a map of operations on the north shore taken by a military satellite and hissed: "This is a premeditated war massacre!" Look, General, our fighter-bombers have carried out four intensive carpet bombardments on the positions of the Shura Legion, and have already completely blown over the metal layer of rocks on their defensive line, and their soldiers can easily avoid this seemingly invulnerable indiscriminate super attack as long as they hide in the crater! ”
Mismo gasped heavily, he had to admit that he was primarily responsible for the deaths of 1,500 soldiers, and if he gritted his teeth and chased it to the end, the Humvee jeep loaded with magnetic bombs would sooner or later become the trophy of the F-22 fighter jet, let alone send the superweapon to the North Shore theater.
"Lao Tzu didn't fucking use the infantry, ordered all fighters and bombers to carry out intensive bombardment of the defense line of the Shura Legion on the north shore in batches without interruption, and ordered all the attack warships, including the Maritime Self-Defense Force, to start all the weapons in their hands together!" Mismo hissed, "Proud Emperor, you fucking kind, I can't use such a super means as you, but in my hands I have an army a hundred times and a thousand times stronger than you as a support, and you have wiped out 1,500 of my soldiers, and I want your 500 soldiers to be buried together!" ”
At this time, a communicator shouted wildly: "Report, probably due to the impact of a magnetic bomb, we have lost contact with the fighter formation!" ”
The most trusted chief of staff by Mismer's side finally lost his usual calm, and he jumped to his feet and shouted wildly: "The situation is not right, General, come and see our fighters!! ”
Mismo flew over and pushed the chief of staff away, and when he put his eyes on the high-powered optical military telescope, cold sweat instantly slipped down his forehead again, and it was not until this moment that he finally understood the most terrifying lethality contained in that metal barrel!
The F-22 fighters are still whizzing back and forth in the air, and they still maintain the most basic combat formation, but with General Mismer's decades of military experience, it can be seen at a glance that these fighters have the essence of team combat ability, that kind of intimate cooperation, and that kind of firepower and tactical complementarity...... It's all gone!
They scurried around like a swarm of headless flies, the wingman followed the captain, the team members chased after the captain's plane like baby chickens, and other than that, they were like a group of rookie recruits without any organization and no formal tactical and strategic training.
An ace pilot pilots a fighter plane constantly playing complex "machine language" to the ground command center, and all kinds of information and intelligence are constantly converging to the flagship command headquarters of the US mixed fleet.
"I lost contact with all the team members, and our communication equipment was all damaged!"
"My gauges, including all radars, electronic equipment, burned out, destroyed situation S-class!!"
"The fighter automatic control system was completely burned out, and it was impossible to get in touch with the control tower and land normally!"
"I've started the manual system and I don't know if the landing gear is turned on!!"
……
Not only Admiral Mismer, but everyone in the flagship command room was stunned, and at this moment, everyone understood that the cylinder was not only a magnetic bomb, but with the help of the magnetic explosion bomb's arc that soared into the sky, they also stabbed the nuclear explosion magnetic wave into the bodies of more than 200 F-22 fighters in the United States, ruthlessly tearing up all the electronic equipment of these fighters. Now these fighters have lost all their attack capabilities, and they are just a group of expensive civilian toys whose engines can barely turn, but which may turn off at any time!
It is absolutely impossible for a simple nuclear explosion magnetic impulse bomb to produce such a terrible covering effect, but the group of military scientists poached by the proud emperor from Russia include a directional nuclear storm expert who is known as "playing with the earth", an optical weapons expert who can be called the "father of magnetic explosion weapons", and an all-round genius who has superhuman specialties but is proficient in everything and can come up with a few unique skills!
The Shura Legion seized the U.S. military's magnetic explosion research base in Guam, and they forcibly set fire to Guam for a week to delay time, just to give the scientists time to reassemble and manufacture weapons. No one knows how many superweapons that these scientists, who have been neglected and exiled for fifteen years, have no high honor, no comfortable working environment, and are full of grievances and unwilling dissatisfaction, have conceived from their genius brains to integrate personal emotions and have the superweapon of venting their surname and conscription!
This pulsed magnetic explosion comprehensive bomb ended the history of pulse bombs that could only destroy electronic equipment and could not actually kill targets, and was called a "soft offensive weapon." When such a weapon is put on the battlefield, it is absolutely no less than an ultra-small neutron bomb. The even more terrifying metal-plated hillside on the north shore of Guam has become the best platform for the reflection, refraction, and scattering of pulse waves.
Now there is no time to pay attention to the Stingray tanks that have been half-melted by the electric arc, and don't rush to recover the corpses of soldiers whose tattoos and nameplates have been burned out, and they can't be identified at all, the most important thing now is to successfully recover the more than 200 F-22 fighters to the aircraft carrier!
It is necessary to know that the take-off and landing strip of an aircraft carrier is more than 70 meters long, and as long as there is a slight deviation, the plane may be destroyed and people will be killed, and no one dares to prove whether the fighter can pull the parachute in time to counteract the impact force after a forced landing on the aircraft carrier.
The most terrible thing is that now the landing gear of the fighter must be completed with a manual oil pump, and the pilot himself cannot see whether the landing gear under the aircraft has been fully extended, and he cannot get in touch with the control tower.
"These fighters must drop all their ammunition until they run out of fuel before they make a forced landing!" The chief of staff beside Mismo frowned and said: "Now that I have lost contact with these fighters, what I am most worried about is that more than a dozen fighters will run out of fire together and need to make an emergency landing, with the current situation, we can only let eight fighters land together at most!" ”
Admiral Mismo mused: "We can have the pilot take the fighter to make a forced landing on the sea, so that we can not only recover all the fighters at the same time, but also prevent the fighter from crashing into the aircraft carrier!" ”
"It's a feasible method, the earliest aircraft carriers were all about recovering fighters that were forced to land in the sea!" Admiral Mismo's chief of staff clapped his hands and shouted: "Although the body of the fighter may suffer some damage, all the electronic equipment of our more than 200 F-22 fighters has been burned, and it has become a bunch of toys without any lethality, and it will be sent back to the original factory for complete repair anyway, so we might as well choose this safer method!" ”
"Boom !!"
"Boom !!"
Two F-22 fighters that lost control, one fell diagonally onto the hard rocks of Guam, and the other was carried headlong into the sea, and both of them, without exception, did not open their parachutes, and even the emergency escape equipment was burned.
There was no time to make the most reasonable arrangements and overall plans, Admiral Mismo slammed his fist on his desk and shouted: "That's it, the flagship immediately fires signal flares, and orders them to force a forced landing in the waters near the aircraft carrier in groups of twenty, after throwing away all the ammunition on the fighters and dumping as much fuel as possible!" ”
"The rescue team is all dispatched, ready to rescue the pilot trapped in the fighter jet!"
"The engineers on the aircraft carrier are all in the first level of combat readiness and are ready to use the crane on the aircraft carrier to lift the F-22 fighters back to the aircraft carrier!"
One order after another was issued from the flagship of the US mixed fleet, and the entire US mixed fleet was boiling, and the aircraft carriers were full of figures running back and forth, and there were loud scolding and roars everywhere, and one after another first aid boats were released into the sea from aircraft carriers and missile destroyers.
Signal flares were constantly fired from the flagships of the U.S. mixed fleet, indicating that the fighters, which had been in disarray, were reluctantly regrouped into battle groups.
"Report! Colonel Kosim, a mechanized unit airdropped by our troops to the east side of Guam, reported that our mechanized assault unit had broken through the defensive positions on the eastern flank of the Shura Corps, encountering only slight resistance from a small number of guerrilla troops along the way. Now Colonel Ksm is asking you to attack, using our powerful mechanized assault capabilities, they can occupy the commanding heights of Guam with the TV Tower as the core in ten minutes, directly smash the command system of the Shura Legion, and divide the Shura Legion on the battlefield! ”
This may be the only victory the U.S. Marine Corps has achieved since the beginning of the war, but this victory has come so easily that it is easy to make people have to think carefully about whether behind this superficial victory, there is some kind of unconventional ruthlessness hidden by the emperor.
The Emperor only put 1,000 soldiers on the north shore of Guam, and even if he still had two echelons of reserves in his hands, he could still draw at least 1,000 soldiers into the battle on the east side to resist the assault of the mechanized troops.
But he didn't do anything!
General Mismo looked at the topographic map of Guam, only felt that his head was about to explode, obviously he had the most elite troops in his hands that were at least 100 times stronger than the other party, and it was clear that with his order, the mechanized assault troops airdropped to the battlefield on the east side could reoccupy the command center of Guam, but before the emperor turned over the last hole card in his hand, he just didn't dare to !!
What kind of tactics does the Emperor want to play on the battlefield on the eastern side?
General Mismo stared at the map, and in his mind, quickly counted the most terrifying changes that could occur.
Nuclear bombs and dirty bombs are still unlikely to be used, especially in such a situation where the powerful US Air Force has been defeated, and it is even more unlikely that the emperor will use this method of suicide.
Without the power enhancement of the metal floor, and a few pulsed magnetic explosion bombs, the power is very limited, and the main guns and machine guns of the forty-two M1A1 tanks are aimed at the city, even if they bombard the residential areas of Guam with heavy artillery, they will never let the enemy send this perverted superweapon to detonate under their noses.
Could it be that the Emperor is planning to use the elite morale of the Shura regiment with a thousand experienced in actual combat to consume the combat effectiveness of the American mechanized assault force little by little through urban warfare?!
Well, very likely!
Once the mechanized troops enter the urban warfare, facing the complex and changeable streets and sturdy buildings, the speed advantage that the mechanized troops are most proud of will be gone, and once the enemy uses weapons such as Vulcan cannons in the urban area, it will deal a fatal blow to the mechanized troops. In addition, a large number of soldiers who use individual shoulder-fired rocket launchers or anti-materiel sniper rifles hide in various buildings and secretly release cold guns, and the mechanized troops will face an embarrassing dilemma.
Although the M1A1 tank is called the main battle tank, but in this world, there is no transport aircraft that can really transport the kind of main battle tank weighing more than 50 tons, and the protective armor of the M1A1 tank is relatively weak, and no one dares to guarantee that its armor can forcibly resist the close-range bombardment of the super-large mouth sniper sniper rifle developed by the Shura Legion.
What's more, once it enters the urban war, the 150,000 captured American citizens and nearly 10,000 captured Americans will become victims of this war, and may even be used as weapons by the Shura Legion and pushed to the forefront of the battlefield.
"Fuck!" General Mismo shouted angrily: "What did I do, why did I feel a headache when I failed, but we won a little victory, and I felt even more headache?!" ”
The Chief of General Staff beside General Mismo nodded in agreement, and said in a low voice: "Because we don't believe that the Emperor will give up the battlefield on the eastern side to us, the facts have proved that the Shura Legion led by him is a super force that can absolutely withstand any tragic war, and he let our mechanized troops drive straight in, without investing all the strength at hand." There is only one reason for this, he is trading space for time! In his hands, there must be a move that can be used to create a heavy move for the mechanized assault troops on our eastern side! ”
(To be continued)