The F-15E fighter numbered LN2003 in the sky above the East Manyu Sea in the South Pacific Ocean was anxiously waiting for the order of the command center in the green paint area for a forced landing, and the maintenance workers in the Zibo "Merkava" MK4 main battle tank N3, thousands of miles away, finally relied on the fire control system with the improved version of the "Matador"-3 sighting system as the core to hit the shell stacking point of the Qing artillery position opposite.

Just when the maintenance workers thought they could finally meet up with the three airport tractors crawling at turtle speed, and then soon meet the ground crew girls they had encountered during the day, the commander's infrared observation instrument appeared in infrared images of no less than 300 people moving in front of the tank.

"Damn, it's an infantry with braids!" The commander of the N3 soon realized that the person opposite them was not the green paint reinforcement they had been waiting for, and that the rifle that was almost the same length as the pigtails was the best footnote to their identity.

"Nonsense, the green paint area is also the owner of high-end goods like the F-35B, and the long-pole rifle in front of the water is not braids. Yo, look at this length with bayonets, are you going to stab a tank with a bayonet? Yu Hu used his night vision binoculars to find that the rifles of the Qing army were all bayonets.

The purpose of the Qing army's hanging bayonets was really unfortunate to be in the tiger's words, these bayonets that were blessed by mana, forehead, and black dog blood were in the eyes of the Manchu people, and they were the supreme magic weapons that broke the invulnerable Iron King Ba.

Yes, although the French advisers who were invited to train the Manchu New Army repeatedly said that such an order to joke with the lives of soldiers was extremely stupid, for those Manchu adults who wanted to find the descendants of the Fuji armor soldiers to destroy the enemy in the later stages of the Sino-Japanese War, it was a basic operation to bless the bayonet with black dog blood.

"Ma Dan, Nima has been a day again, what about the people in the green paint area?" The commander of the N3 obviously did not take this target of the Qing army and the new army in his eyes, and no one who sat in a main battle tank with sufficient fuel would take the infantry without anti-tank weapons in his eyes.

"I very much doubt that the person who operates the radio station has turned on the phone, there is no news of the green paint area throughout the day, this Nima is not normal!" Yu Hu complained.

"Damn! You can do it, that's what it says in the manual, I can't contact the green paint area, blame me!? "The maintenance worker who worked as a loader and a communications soldier was not happy.

"This is the command center of the green paint area, call all the units that have just arrived, and please answer when you hear it." As soon as the maintenance worker's voice fell, the "director team" also lifted the interference with the radio communication in the Zibo area.

"Green Paint District Command Center, we are surrounded by Qing troops, hurry up and send rescue!" The repairman who worked as a loader did not know the procedure for responding to a call at all, and opened his mouth to scare.

"Calm down! Report on the battle on your side. Ma Xiaoyi tried to calm the maintenance worker's agitation.

"We don't know where we are now, but some of us saw an F-35B fighter jet bombing the Qing army yesterday. There are dozens of people here, and more than half of them are girls! Well, there are about six or seven people who have been injured, and one of them was accidentally injured by his own people...... "This maintenance worker said a lot of things, but basically didn't get to the point.

", the cavalry of the Qing army! They want to bypass us! The three tractors in the back are in danger! Yu Hu's discovery interrupted the part-time loader's rambling report.

"Fire! Don't let them go around, loaders, operate coaxial machine guns, quick! Commander N3 commanded.

At this time, Zhao Yi, who had been sitting in the communication room for nearly twenty hours, heard a familiar string of gunfire from the M2 heavy machine gun, as an experienced armored commander, he knew that the whole end of the radio was a rookie, no, it should be a military blind who was not even as good as a rookie!

"Coaxial machine guns, proof that they have armored units, should be able to hold out until the arrival of our rapid reaction force." Ma Xiaoyi pinched the microphone and said to Zhao Yi.

"You listen to the sound of machine gun fire, you don't even have a long point shot, all of them are just pressing the trigger and not letting go! How long do you expect them to last!? Where the hell are our rapid reaction forces!?? Zhao Yi was already angry at the "director team's" practice of sending the army blind to the enemy-occupied area.

In fact, this time I really can't blame Lu Xiangyang for his poor organization, first of all, the "director team's" teleportation is not a thing this time, the time is too close to the last teleportation, and the traversing crowd has not even cleaned up the tail of the last "Osprey" forced landing in Yantai, so a new round of delivery has begun.

Second, the Provisional Executive Committee of the Green Paint District has noticed that the transmission of the "director team" is becoming more and more irregular and unreliable, and has begun to set up a rapid reaction force formed by its own people, so that it can quickly carry out search and rescue work behind enemy lines.

However, the lack of manpower has always been a hard wound for the crossers, especially the combatants, who are basically the masters of a radish to fill in a few pits. It was impossible for Lu Xiang** to spare manpower for intensive training, so he could only come up with a trick to let the fighters go to the Yantai area to practice while fighting. Of course, Li Bingheng's patrol battalions with weak combat effectiveness are indeed excellent training targets, and the training subjects of the rapid reaction units in the green paint area have basically been carried out one by one in actual combat.

As Lu Xiangyang said, it is easy for this fighter to scatter, but it will take time to take it back. No matter how scummy the soldiers of Li Bingheng's patrol battalion are, they are also people who can run and shoot back, but they are not gun target dummies in the training ground, and it is difficult for the troops scattered in Yantai by crossing the crowd for a while to assemble quickly. What, you said the people in the Green Paint Zone? Even BB63 is no longer in Arthur Bay, who dares to reduce the number of armed traversers on the Liaodong Peninsula?

"Report on your numbers, weapons and equipment, and the current state of the battle!" Zhao Yiyi snatched Ma Xiaoyi's wheat and gave the other party a clearer question.

"Ah, we have 5 people now, driving a 'Merkava' MK4 main battle tank, and there are three airport tractors full of equipment behind us, and now there are a large number of Qing troops moving towards us, and a Qing cavalry trying to bypass us." This time, the part-time loader finally successfully answered Zhao Yi's question.

"Listen, save ammo and try to shoot with short and long bursts! Hold the official road, it's night, can the cavalry of the Qing army still fly over and attack your rear! Zhao Yizai said on the radio.

Zhao Yi is very familiar with the current traffic situation in Shandong, just the kind of official road where two ox carts can block the road side by side, and the cavalry at night still wants to bypass the "Merkava" MK4 main battle tank with night vision equipment, this Nima is not a fantasy!? Only the military blind are in a hurry to waste ammunition from afar.

"Quick, quick, quick, drive to the official road, the command center of the green paint area said that as long as the road is stuck, the braids will be out of line." The loader immediately conveyed Zhao Yi's order.