"Girl, no matter who you are, you have to take it easy, this airport is full of bitter buddies like us who don't have a NATO-standard identification system for friend or foe!" Before Yang Hao could answer her identity from the girl who cut into their war channel, she quickly gave her a vaccination.

"Yo, I'll get closer and see better." The other party had already acquiesced to Yang Hao's conjecture that he had the ability to attack on the ground.

"Sister, it's easy to recognize our own people, those British soldiers wearing light brown uniform are all dog days!" Hu Kaili snatched the microphone of the walkie-talkie and shouted very doggedly.

Last time, because of the identification of friend and foe, the unlucky Mia was still in a deep coma, so Hu Kaili didn't have to be a dog. Ya Ke used to be the bait of the "magnetic tactics" in the light curtain of the dome, and I was fortunate enough to experience the spectacular scene of Maozi's Su-25 "frog foot" attack plane licking the ground at close range.

"Call me little sister, I'm not that old! ETA5minutes。 "Air Force Dad, uh, Miss Air Force replied.

"Do you think she is driving the third brother's family and the 'Brilliant' fighter that is as famous as 'Arjun'?" After pinching off the call, Hu Kaili asked Yang Hao.

"Where the hell do I know where to go? Anyway, as long as it's not a transport plane like the C-17, beating the British in tatters isn't like playing? Yang Hao estimated that he didn't pay much attention to military news in front of the light curtain in the dome.

'Tsk!' It's hard to say if the director team really gives us a package and sends a 'brilliance' over, unless that young lady dares to play kamikaze! Hu Kaili said.

"It's not so evil, that's the father of the Air Force, a high-end and high-grade technical class, this is not enough, even if it is taught by the third brother, it will not fall to this, right?" Yang Hao's favorite thing in the dome light curtain is that the air force father has come to lick the town, and he has a mysterious trust in the pilot.

"Isn't it? Do you want to know about the black history of Hindustan Airlines? Hu Kaili said.

Five minutes passed in a flash, and the roar of jet engines could be heard in the sky. A fighter with two barrel-like engines hanging in front of its tail appeared in the eyes of those on the ground who were eager for air support.

The layout of the single wing, tail hanger, and double vertical tail with a large curvature, coupled with the hideous paint with big eyes and grinning teeth at the nose, made it easy for many guys from the 21st century to identify the young lady's car, the A-10 attack aircraft nicknamed "Warthog"!

The "approach" in the mouth of the young lady is really Nima close, the rough embryo of the 101st Airborne Division cursed that the current flight altitude of this young lady is definitely illegal, and it is definitely 50% lower than the minimum flight altitude on the battlefield stipulated by the Eagle Sauce Air Force!

This kind of illegal close-range low-altitude passage allowed every rough embryo present to clearly see the bits and pieces hanging under the belly of the "Warthog" attack plane.

"Damn, there's a whole eighteen 227-kilogram MK82 general-purpose bombs hanging there!" The rough embryo of the 101st Airborne Division, who knew the goods, shouted.

"Yes, yes, Nima didn't bring a sub-fuel tank, which is worthy of the handwriting of the 'director team' who has no bottom line from the pit people!" The other is obviously a rough embryo with the potential to be fine.

The young lady piloted the Warthog attack plane twice at low speed over the airport and tilted the fuselage, apparently seeing the rags that seemed to be trying to block the runway and prevent her from landing.

The British are afraid that they are going to scold the street at this time, and Lao Tzu is here to attack, why has Nima become a roadblock blocking the road in your mouth? Well, in the eyes of the "Warthogs", everything that is not covered by anti-aircraft fire is just a barricade.

"This is Angel 202, spotting the enemy armored formation, requesting an attack!" The Air Force lady gave her code name and applied to fire on the British tank.

"Little sister, you just do them!" Hu Kaili shouted into the microphone.

"Are you the fire controller here?" The Air Force lady asked.

"Well, this is the channel we use on the battlefield! Well, the commander is still on the C-17, and it is estimated that there are still two or three hours to arrive, and you will have to change the channel to apply for permission from the fire controller. Yang Hao said.

"This is the front-line fire controller, and the attack password AXCV7895! Air strikes against enemy tank formations were allowed. In the end, Jiang Yuan reported the password that everyone had in their mobile phones.

With the little sister's sweet-sounding copy, the Warthog climbed higher and then turned to dive towards the group of turtle-moving British tanks trying to cross the runway.

Military fans like to use licking the ground to describe the operation of "warthog", "frog foot" and the operation of the full-time ground attack aircraft of the fifth master, as long as you lose air supremacy and the appeal of you just fly over your head, you will soon find that your ground troops are the same as those dinner plates that have been licked by the tongue, and in an instant they will be clean and without problems, well, they are all dead and warped, and all the problems are taken to heaven!

Puff puff! A puff of white smoke spread along the flight path of the A-10 attack plane, codenamed "Angel 202", and the monkey version of the "Vickers" tanks loaded with gasoline engines on the ground literally became a fleet of burning lighters.

The Warthog's 30mm GAU-8 cannon swept along the British tank formation, and 30mm depleted uranium shells smashed into the tractors, whose top armor was not five mm or not.

Contrary to the pattern of tungsten alloy armor-piercing projectiles, which are constantly self-blunting during the armor-piercing process, depleted uranium armor-piercing projectiles are constantly self-sharpening after penetrating the armor. Well, or rather, after "burning" the armor, it is constantly self-sharpening.

The uranium contained in depleted uranium shells is easy to oxidize, and after it hits armored vehicles such as tanks, the high temperature generated by the impact triggers uranium burning, which in turn produces a higher temperature than when it was impacted, thereby softening the armor at the point of impact and reducing its strength, and finally causing the depleted uranium bullet to penetrate the armor.

Those British tanks that were still in the whole team just now were like being in the flame channel opened by this iron-blue angel of death, and the black shadow swept across the ground, and the fire and explosion were continuous, but they were no longer alive!

At this time, the British discovered that the Great Song people had properly cheated themselves in the output of aviation technology, and two years had passed since Nima's own engineers devoted their efforts to the reconnaissance ability of aircraft.

And I finally bought the tank drawings of the Great Song people in the PY transaction, and spent a lot of effort to build so many and waited to come to Africa to abuse vegetables, and now you tell me that in front of the planes of the Great Song people, these efforts are all Nima is a floating cloud, have you considered my feelings?

The British soldiers, who had been hampered by the lack of water and the capture of wells, saw their tanks slaughtered and their morale fell to freezing points.

The militiamen began to alternately cover and drive the British troops who were sticking back with them, and the infantry guns and naval mortars that had been making a lot of noise just now because of the limited firing range of the M777 and PzH2000 were also unlucky.

It is estimated that the young lady who flew the plane saw the runways in the airport in a worrying state, and she had no intention of landing with a bomb, so she really beat the British to death!

Without the support of heavy firepower, the troops behind were also beaten by "Angel 202" because they gathered, and those British soldiers who had been in contact with the crossing crowd fell into blood mold, and they could only fire intermittently with the Makqin heavy machine gun in their hands because of the lack of water, how could they fight hand-to-hand combat with these rough embryos who had been honed and cooperated in the dome light curtain for two years?

AK47s, RPG-7s, and all sorts of standard and non-standard throwing explosives are being played with in the hands of these militia rough embryos. Once the British fell into a situation where they were not overwhelmingly superior in numbers, these rough embryos who had either eaten and slept or fought and fought in the past two years could beat them out.

The strawberry soldiers found that these ragged rough embryos often did not need to rely on tactical words and gestures to communicate on the battlefield, and they had already been together and did not know how many times they had lived and died together, and they could complete a tactical cooperation just by looking at them and sometimes even indescribable tacit understanding.

Hu Kaili first used the AK47 in his hand to shoot a blind shot without revealing his cover, and the Briton who was seduced out to fight back was immediately sniped by Tan Xiaohui, who had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time.

When those British soldiers rushed back to their bunkers, Yang Hao flashed out with RPG-7 on his shoulder, he was not like those regular soldiers who had to wait for someone to shout "rear safety" before firing, and the other militiamen hid in an area where they could avoid the tail flame of the bazooka.

These British troops, who may have been experienced in suppressing the colonial mob, were like boy scouts to the militia in such a small area of technical and tactical warfare, and in a short time the British were driven out of the area of contact with the traversal positions.

The British, who had not had time to rejoice that they had escaped from the ghost militia on the other side, were in serious trouble again, and they retreated into the non-dangerous area of the heavy artillery that had crossed the crowd.

The M777 still can't reach them at this time because of the firing angle, but the PzH2000, codenamed "Iron Cross", will be no different from the main battle tank, Juncker drives the car to a slightly lower terrain, and the 155mm gun can shoot directly at the British!

The power of the NATO 155mm high-explosive grenade is unquestionable, and all beings are equal in front of it! Soon the numerical superiority of the British was gone, and the opium cattle soldiers who did not have time to exit the airport could only become a symbol on the list of the dead!