At this time, tens of thousands of troops in the Middle East were gathered, and war clouds were thick.

The White House mobilized all the mobile combat forces at its disposal, and the Marines were all but out of the nest, the only force that could quickly use force, bypassing the cumbersome voting process in Congress.

Under the cover of the Fifth Fleet of the United States, fighter planes roared past and launched air strikes against Alasard's army.

On the nearby sea, the huge formation of three aircraft carriers set up a battle formation, and carrier-based aircraft took off one after another to hover over the fleet, and this time the Fifth Fleet was only serving as a cover mission, and without the authorization of Congress, they could not directly participate in combat operations, but only served as a cover force to provide sea and air landing support for the Marine Corps.

Three aircraft carriers and six amphibious assault ships were ready for departure, the decks were densely packed with helicopter groups, and as ground crews and pilots gave thumbs up, pilots turned on the switches on their engines.

The propeller turned slowly to a strong whirlwind, and the bitter wind blew so cold that the ground crew could barely stand.

The lifting platform slowly rose, covered with dense human heads, nervous faces and the sound of passwords one after another, and a heavily armed Marine led by a non-commissioned officer quickly rushed to the helicopter cabin.

The stamping of military boots, the clashing of guns, and the sound of officers' commands became one.

Entering the dimly lit engine room, which was lit with dim red and green lights, made the soldiers' mood even more depressed, and the loud noise forced the officers to shout loudly and make constant gestures to get them to sit in their seats and tie in their seat belts.

A total of 48 CH-46 Sea Knight transport helicopters and 32 CH-53E Super Stallion helicopters rose from the ground under the command of the deck commander, carrying nearly 2,000 Marines who would serve as the first assault fighters to open a landing ground for the follow-up troops.

No one knew what was going to happen, and everyone was nervous.

The jamming radio waves emitted by the six EA-6B electronic warfare planes completely covered a radius of more than 100 kilometers, completely paralyzing the communications and command system of the Alassard army.

Escorted by twenty Apache helicopter gunships, the helicopter group split into four assault formations and marched towards land.

The sky was overshadowed by a fleet of aircraft, countless helicopters flew overhead, and the roar of huge engines could be heard from miles away.

"All helicopters have been lifted into the air, there is no large-scale armed resistance in the vicinity of the four intended landing sites, and Alasard's army has collapsed and is unable to organize effective resistance." The combat staff officer next to him reported loudly with a happy face, "Our unmanned reconnaissance plane can send back the latest pictures every 30 minutes, and this is the battlefield picture we just received five minutes ago. ”

Countless staff officers in the combat command center were shuttling back and forth, marking all kinds of information on the map little by little, and all kinds of information from the front came from the radio, and a huge amount of information was gathered here, waiting for them to sort out and report to the commander.

By the wide porthole, General Sheffield stood quietly, holding a telescope and staring motionless, watching the aircraft carriers and amphibious assault ships release planes one after another, and countless amphibious landing craft rushing towards the beach.

Sheffield's face remained expressionless in the face of the staff officer's optimistic report, and he knew that the real battle had not yet begun, even if the most difficult stage seemed to everyone to be the beachfront landing.

Alassard simply abandoned the beachhead and retreated his army back into the city, not to break out, but to drag the Mi army into the quagmire of street fighting.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still a large number of civilians in the city, the United States would have to take into account a little international influence, and more importantly, they would have to capture Alassard alive, then the firepower of the three aircraft carrier formations in front of them would be enough to bombard the entire battlefield.

"How long does it take for the first echelon to fly to get to the landing site?!" Sheffield put down his binoculars and asked a staff officer beside him without looking back.

"The distance in a straight line is 10 kilometers, and it can be reached in five minutes by flying at a constant speed, and it takes 30 minutes for the big commando to clear the remnants of the armed resistance after the plane landing, and then break into the TV station, and the whole process takes about an hour."

The staff officer who was asked by Sheffield quickly and accurately reported the figures, and the entire assault plan was prepared by more than 30 staff officers for a month, taking into account every detail as much as possible.

But they never thought about what would happen if their actions were frustrated, and in their minds, there was no army here that could resist their landing.

Sheffield pulled a cigar out of his pocket, and his rough hand pressed the gold-plated lighter switch, and the old soldier's face looked particularly gloomy against the firelight.

"Special forces are the key, and if Alassard is not caught quickly, then this war will drag on for a long time." Sheffield spat out a smoke ring, and smoke suddenly filled his side, "What do the CIA lovers say, can they guarantee the accuracy of Alassard's information about the hiding place?" ”

"The C.I.A. people say they have very reliable intelligence channels, and after their analysis, Alassard is in the city." The staff officer replied with some uncertainty.

"CIA, huh." Sheffield sneered, and suddenly asked, "What do those guys in the special forces say?" ”

"They said that if you can't quickly raid the hiding place of the nuclear bomb, then after the first wave of the attack, the large force will immediately retreat and blow up the whole city." The staff officer said, and then couldn't help but interject a few words, "General, these people's plans are too crazy, if we cause too many civilian casualties, there will be trouble, and the CIA can't be sure that the nuclear bomb is in the city." ”

"I trust the judgment of those lads, they are all great soldiers." Sheffield took a cup of coffee from the adjutant's hand and drank it down.

"Pass my order, increase the size of the second wave of commandos, send as many people as possible, they only have an hour to determine the location of the nuclear bomb, and when the time is up, let the navy blow up the entire city."

Ten kilometers away, the yellow sand raised by the storm obscured the sky, making it look very dark.

The black-pressed helicopter group swept over the sea level and quickly burst onto land, and the helicopter gunships acting as fire cover happily spat out the bullets of the cannons, blowing up one fire point after another, and the rocket nests sent out dense fire to cover any suspicious locations.

The Super Stallion and Black Hawk hovered in mid-air, and as the descent cables were thrown out of the cabin, groups of Marines began to line up from the open hatch, their hands clutching the ropes, and their bodies sliding rapidly.

For soldiers who are landing in battle, stepping on the ground as soon as possible is the first step to ensure that they can survive, and the helicopter hovering at an altitude of more than 10 meters is undoubtedly the best target for all kinds of light and heavy weapons. They didn't want to repeat the story of the fall of the Black Hawk, it would be terrible.

"Hurry, hurry! Keep moving! The non-commissioned officers kept urging the soldiers who had just landed, and even kicked the buttocks of the soldiers who accidentally fell with their military boots, "Get up, the turtle is faster than you." ”

"Spread them all out, don't get together!"

"The machine gun comes up, the fire is suppressed!"

"Team B here, need fire support, need fire support!"

As soon as they landed, the Marines were confronted with fire from all directions, and the whole city was like a hedgehog, spewing the flames of death from every window, every corner, and every street.

A group of people dressed in civilian attire appeared in the cabin, carrying various weapons at random, sneers of disdain on the corners of their mouths, and spat the ground.

Then, without even using a rope, he jumped out of the cabin, landed steadily from a helicopter more than ten meters high to the roof, and then flicked violently, jumping a distance of several meters, like an ape, jumping flexibly between the buildings of the city.

They quickly slipped into the windows where the enemy was hidden, and then there was a scream, and in a second or two there was no movement.