The location of the field airfield between Durban and Johannesburg is so important that, according to high-ranking sources in the British military, they are expected to carry out an approaching aerial reconnaissance of the outer perimeter of Johannesburg when the next batch of land-based reconnaissance planes that have expanded their fuel tank capacity arrives.

But once this field airfield falls into the hands of the exporting countries of aircraft manufacturing technology, even if only in the hands of the agents they want to support, then I am afraid that the situation will be reversed, and it will be the turn of the Durban sky to appear deadly haze.

With this in mind, Lieutenant Colonel Madison gathered all the soldiers in the airfield garrison who could still fight with guns, as well as some of the workers who were willing to fight with them with guns, to prepare to drive the "Boer militia" out of the airfield under the cover of the four remaining mobile tanks.

Well, although in that less intense battle just now, only one tank was destroyed by the "Boer militia" with weapons suspected to have been supplied by the Great Song people. But only four of the ten tanks that the British equipped the defenders of this field airfield could drive.

What's wrong with the other five, you ask? Mechanical failure is lying in the nest! Lieutenant Colonel Madison is also speechless about the machines saved by these small workshops, driving under the paved road of the airport, they can have a 50% failure rate, and they can only be used as a mobile bunker!

There were also products produced by these small workshops, and the individual parts could not be used together because of the tolerances, which made Lieutenant Colonel Madison wonder if these tanks were produced according to the same design drawings.

In the spirit of the mentality that something is better than nothing, the British infantry began to follow the four monkey version of the "Vickers" tanks and slowly marched towards the position they had built at Jiangyuan.

This time, the distance between the British infantry and the tanks had narrowed considerably, and although there was no infantry to fight together, it was clear that the "Boer militia" had taken advantage of the tank's blind spot to attack closely.

Lieutenant Colonel Madison was, after all, a professional soldier, and soon discovered the weakness of the "Boer militia" anti-tank tactics from the front-line war reports and made targeted arrangements.

These are the antique British regular troops of more than a century ago, and they seem to be a little ignorant of modern warfare.

Rumble! After a loud bang, an IED wrapped around two 105mm howitzer shells was detonated by Tan Xiaohui with a radio detonator that looked similar to a "Nokia" in his hand.

Although the British hung a number of bits and pieces in front of their light tanks to build roads in an attempt to detonate mines, this Middle Eastern specialty did not eat mechanical detonation at all.

After Tan Xiaohui gently pressed the connect button and dialed out the pre-set number, this oversized second kicker directly overturned the light tank, which was not much heavier than a large military SUV.

"Oh I'm going to go, so poor that I don't have a metal detector? This Nima is the whole ultimate move to eat! Hu Kaili, who witnessed the whole explosion, said.

For this hastily planted IED, the traversal people really didn't dare to hope for much success, this is not an ambush of a long transportation line, this is a specific battlefield with limited space, and the opponent has time to slowly check for explosives.

And just now, the part-time workers of this small team hurriedly completed the burial work under the cover of snipers, during which both sides were spying on each other's positions.

It can be said that these mines and IEDs are used to block the opponent's offensive line and try to avoid their own manpower to deal with multi-front operations when they are short of manpower.

So they also handed over the detonator to Tan Xiaohui, who has a stronger ability to judge the battlefield situation, so that she can hold the road with less manpower with the SDV sniper rifle in her hand.

When the British tank and a group of infantry all stepped on this oversized second kicker, Tan Xiaohui, who had a strong sense of orientation and distance, decisively detonated the IED. As a result, as Hu Kaili said, the British army, which ate the entire big move, had at least 30 fewer people.

"The high explosives of the Great Song people! Those nationalist lunatics who always like to raise a bar with us actually sell this kind of thing to the Boers! Even standing far from the front line, Lieutenant Colonel Madison could feel the violent tremors coming from the ground, and he knew very well that there must be considerable losses ahead.

The British, who had stubbornly pushed their way up, soon found that the Boer militia had not planted the entire airfield with such mines that they could not trigger by traditional means, and they had found a safe route that could storm their positions.

With the exception of two violent explosions, the British were essentially confronted only by small mines that could only blow people up, which made Lieutenant Colonel Madison even more convinced that the "Boer militia" was trying to capture the airfield and not to sabotage it.

In fact, Jiang Yuan and the others encountered several fierce battles one after another before leaving the dome light curtain, and there were only so many mines and IEDs that could be used at the moment. Not only were the explosives stockpiles bottomed out, but they also lost their means of transportation, and even the 23mm anti-aircraft gun used in the town house had little ammunition.

Fortunately, the red-clothed soldiers on the opposite side followed their own rhythm completely, and after encountering mines and IEDs, they obediently piled up in one place.

"Call Daddy Artilleryman, there's a bunch on the other side!" Jiang Yuan held up the binoculars and said to the "communication soldiers" beside him.

The rough embryo who played the role of "signal soldier" took out a satellite phone and quickly dialed a number, but the number they had always called Dad turned out to be an empty number!

Artillery father, even if we always complain that the gas canister you shoot is ridiculously biased, you can't play empty numbers! There are hundreds of people on the other side and there are tanks, so answer the phone, Dad! This "communication soldier" has the urge to kneel down and sing about conquest at this moment.

"Empty number? Try the new number in the text message, the artillerymen are also very afraid of being located, and it is normal to change the number! "As the head of the whole team, Jiang Yuan is relatively calm.

"Hey, we need artillery support for our 'Santa Carla Brigade'!" After praying to all the gods and Buddhas he knew, someone finally answered the call from the "communication soldier".

"What did you say?" The other side does not seem to understand the Arabic spoken by the "communication soldiers".

"I said we were the 'Santa Carla Brigade', and we were confronted with a large group of terrorists and asked for artillery support." The other party did not speak Russian, and the "communication soldier" had to speak it again in English.

"Sir, friendly forces are under siege by a large group of terrorists, and we are asking for artillery support!" The person who received the call for help reported it to his superiors.

"Well, how come the front-line troops contacted us directly, wasn't it the coalition command that assigned support firepower?" The guy with the second lieutenant's epaulette on his shoulder was puzzled.

"Tell them that we only take orders from the coalition command!" The second lieutenant said to the communications officer beside him.

"We'll be off work in ten minutes, shouldn't we be on a mission at this time?" The lieutenant muttered.

Seeing that the rough embryo had been grinding on the satellite phone for a while and didn't get artillery support, Jiang Yuan snatched the phone. If the opportunity to assemble a whole group on the opposite side is missed, the shelling is of little significance.

Once the opponent launched an attack formation, the situation would be difficult to control with their current state of extreme lack of heavy weapons, after all, the opposing side would be at least ten times more numerous than them.

As soon as he took the satellite phone, Jiang Yuan heard the second lieutenant muttering in German about leaving work. Jiang Yuan, who has been managing the European logistics project for a long time, understands German, and he also knows that many Europeans have volunteered to come to Syria to fight against the group with S, and he has not seen this kind of clone before.

"Declare your rank!" Jiang Yuan yelled into the phone, Lao Tzu is about to be surrounded by people, why the hell are you thinking about getting off work!

"Artillery Ensign Juncker." The other replied in German.

"This is Major General Jiang Yuan, the commander of the 'Santa Carla Brigade', and I order you to provide us with artillery support." Jiang Yuan said.

The rank of this major general is really not Jiang Yuan's nonsense, who knows who will go there, and the generals will walk all over the streets with sincerity, and you will be the general if you pull up an arm.

"Sir, this is not in order, you have no direct command, you have no attack on the code........" The second lieutenant on the other end of the line defended in German.

“AXCV7895！” Jiang Yuan read out the password sent with the new phone number on his mobile phone with the mentality of giving it a try.