Just after breakfast, the officers were called away.

A lieutenant colonel officer, who did not know, began to assign tasks to the officers.

This guy was supposed to be the chief of staff, and the tasks were laid out in great detail. Whoever attacks is the main attacker, who is the sheep attack.

To what extent, including the position of the artillery, the contact signal used to call the artillery, etc.

The tanks were all incorporated into infantry companies, basically up to one tank per platoon.

It's just that most of the tanks here are Type 1 and Type 2 tanks. All of them were eliminated on the battlefield in Russia!

This thing is no longer suitable for charging in such a sinister place as Russia. However, when it came to Yin Lak, he showed his skills again.

After all, the Kurds don't have such a thing as battle defense artillery. They hadn't even heard of it, and when the Israelis supported them, they only gave them a limited number of eight or eight cannons.

After all, the Israelis themselves lacked that thing.

These 88 guns brought certain losses to the Ming army, but since the Ming army had planes to participate in the battle, the 88 guns were not very easy to live.

Although the 88 guns were first drummed out for the purpose of fighting airplanes, the planes are not slow airships.

This thing is flying around in the sky, and it is quite difficult to defeat it. In terms of the level of training of the Kurdish gunners, hitting the plane with eight or eight cannons is not much different from the chance of being struck by lightning.

Two years have passed, and those eight or eight guns have either been idle due to lack of ammunition. Either that, or it's missing accessories and being abandoned.

Anyway, the Air Force was swinging over Tikrit, and the Kurds on the ground did not even dare to fart.

If it had been before, the Ming army would have implemented a scorched earth policy against Tikrit.

Anyway, it was all the work of the artillery, and a cannon bombarded it, whether it was a house or a temple, and it was blown into ruins.

But not this time, it was clearly stated that Tikrit would be used as an advance base for attacking Mosul.

In this way, it will not be possible to carry out large-scale destruction of the city.

These houses are also needed to shelter the front-line supplies.

The weather was fine, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky.

took off the down jacket military coat, the body was much lighter, and the movement was no longer clumsy.

Everyone was inspecting their weapons, and then, led by the officer, they walked into the area where the attack was launched.

The old monkey said that the fight would start at nine o'clock, which was actually extremely unreliable news.

At nine o'clock, the attached tanks were just in place.

The soldiers stayed in the trenches, holding their guns and smoking.

It can be seen that there are not many veterans on this side of the Middle East. Most of them were new recruits, and they were nervous when they went into battle, and they smoked fiercely.

A cigarette is gone, and then another cigarette has to be refilled.

"Fuck it!

It's all a bunch of recruit eggs, and even the deputy squad leader is a chick. I said, this battle is not easy. ”

The old monkey and Ding San were also smoking, but they were not in a hurry or slow, similar to the old farmer who was sitting cross-legged and about to go to work in the field.

As soon as the whistle blew, the soldiers threw away the half-smoked cigarettes in their hands. Some of the ones that had just been lit were also thrown in the trenches.

The old monkey unhurriedly pressed the cigarette butt on the stone, and put the remaining half of the cigarette on his ear.

Then carrying a 33-mm grenade launcher, he jumped out of the trench.

The movement was not large, and the cigarette butt clamped on the ear did not fall.

The procession was not moving fast, and planes were constantly circling in the sky.

In fact, after jumping out of the trenches, the Kurds on the opposite side were only a little more than two kilometers away.

Mortar shells on the opposite side began to rain down indiscriminately, and the soldiers were all bent over their waists, gathered behind the tank.

", who taught this. Tanks can't stop mortar shells again! The old monkey cursed, and he thought that the company commander should be shot for five minutes.

Soon, the platoon commanders drove out behind the tanks with the scolding soldiers.

They were ordered to form a straggler line and launch an attack on the opposite side.

That's a good way to deal with mortars!

Mortars are actually very powerful.

A mortar shell exploded, and the radius of destruction was only six or seven meters.

In other words, as long as the distance is wide enough, a single shell can kill and injure two people at most.

Moreover, the soil of Tikrit was a little soft, and the shells smashed into the ground, and half of the shells were buried in the soil.

When it is blown up again, it is often filled with shrapnel in the soil. But the kinetic energy of the shell explosion has been absorbed a lot by the soil, and the power is naturally greatly reduced.

The old monkey was once hit in the head by shrapnel from a mortar shell, and the distance was only five or six meters.

As a result, the shrapnel of the shell was bounced off by the steel helmet, and the old monkey did not lose even a single hair.

Mortars began to take casualties, and several hapless guys were hit by shrapnel from mortar shells and fell to the ground groaning in pain.

Soon, someone from behind came up with a stretcher, loaded the person on the stretcher, and transported it back to the trench where he had set off.

There was no idle here, and after the mortar fired, Stuka, hovering in the sky, swooped down like a vulture.

There were no bombs, and they used the cannons of the planes to sweep at the mortar positions.

Mortars are curvilinear ballistics, and the Kurds can hide behind houses and fire behind walls.

But it doesn't matter where you're hiding, as long as you launch, you can't hide from the eyes of the plane in the sky.

The tongues of fire that erupted from the cannon were like flaming whips, striking the earth fiercely.

The people on the ground were beaten to the ground, and the Kurds angrily shot into the air with their weapons, but they could not hit the flying plane.

Even if a few bullets hit the target, they would be bounced off by the heavy steel plate in the belly of the machine.

It's just too hard for a normal bullet to knock Stuka down.

In just a dozen minutes, the Kurdish mortars were all silent.

Not a single mortar ever fired again!

On the ground, the Ming army was still slowly approaching under the cover of tanks.

"Hehe, the Ming people will only take advantage of the equipment. If it were us, we wouldn't be so cringe-in-back.

The Ming people are really afraid of death! Inside the Swiss Officers' Observation Corps, Kherson pouted.

"Yes! The Ming people are afraid of death, but their battlefield ambulance is really not bad. You see, after the few Ming wounded soldiers were simply disposed of, they had already been sent to the airship. ”

Grell is a military doctor, and he prefers to observe the military doctors of the Ming Dynasty.

He found that after the Ming soldiers were wounded. Immediately someone would carry the stretcher and bring them back.

Then, quickly sent to the field hospital inside the trench. After a simple disposal and bandaging, it was quickly transported by tractor to the airship landing site behind.

There, there are more than two dozen small airships, ready to go.

Several of the wounded got into an airship, which quickly lifted into the air and looked in the direction of Basra.

The Ming army was there, there were good field hospitals.

Listening to the words of the military doctor Krel, Kherson was a little moved. Swiss soldiers are not treated so well, and if they are hit, they can only carry it to death.

Many soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but on the way to the wounded.

The Swiss soldiers were not evacuated by airship, they had to rely on stuffy tank trains. In some cases, the transport of the wounded lasted for several days.

Many of the wounded had dried up their blood on the way before they reached the hospital.

Kherson has seen that kind of tragic situation more than once. Every time I went to the wounded barracks, it was an extremely uncomfortable ordeal.

So, now Kherson will easily not go to the wounded barracks.

He really didn't want to see the desperate eyes of those Swiss soldiers who were missing arms and legs.

In the Swiss wounded barracks, suicides are rampant. Many people, knowing that they were going to have their arms or legs sawed off, did not hesitate to pull out their pistols and shoot them in the temple.

They know that the Swiss economy is not doing well now, and returning to Switzerland with a crippled body can only become a burden to the family.

The subsidies and allowances given by the government are simply a drop in the bucket.

The Ming army's airship flew away, and Kherson kept staring at the airship and couldn't see it before turning his head.

The soldiers of the Ming Army are really so happy, it can be said that they are the happiest soldiers in the world.

The tank continued to advance with the Ming soldiers, and on the way, the double-two-five rapid-fire guns of the first tank continued to fire.

The ultra-high accuracy of the shooting hit the Kurdish positions with a lot of flesh and blood.

Some people hide behind walls, thinking that bullets can't hit the wall.

They poked their heads out and put their arms on fire. Don't stick your head out or lean out at all!

Lao Tzu hid behind the wall and had the ability to kill Lao Tzu.

The double-two-five rapid-fire gun, this thing was originally used as an anti-aircraft gun. High muzzle velocity is terrible!

At a distance of one kilometer, not to mention penetrating a cement brick wall, even if it is less than 30 millimeters of armor, it is not a problem.

After the sound of cannons "winter", "winter", "winter", a row of holes were punched in the wall. The scene behind the hole is unbearable to read.

I only saw that the Kurds, who had been shouting arrogantly just now, were now all broken to pieces.

The power of the 25-mm rapid-fire gun is quite amazing. Coupled with the ultra-high muzzle velocity, a single shot can tear a person's body apart.

Blood splattered everywhere, dense with flies, and in an instant it landed on the bright red corpses.

The muscles on some of the corpses were still spasming.

The old monkey didn't care about this, he and Ding San found a small dirt slope and lay down.

The small dirt slope is only more than 500 meters from the front line, and it is only more than 500 meters from the front, but it is outside the rifle range of Kurdish soldiers.

It's not much to say, the rifles of the Kuder are all aided by the Israelis. Theoretically, it is possible to hit more than a thousand meters!

But beyond 400 meters, it is difficult for the human eye to hit the target with a mechanical sight. Nothing else, the target is just too small.

Four hundred meters away, a man's head was not as big as a match. Not to mention aiming, you can't see clearly if your eyes are not good.

The old monkey is different from Ding San, they have an optical sight on their gun.

The distance of five hundred meters is simply to the point where the two of them can fight with their eyes closed.

Because normally, they snipe from a distance of 800 meters.

Ding San glanced slightly, and the gun in his hand shot out.

It was a good hand today, and he hit a Kurdish in the head in the starter.

He also wanted to hit the wide target in the chest, but unfortunately the guy only showed his head, but only for a moment.

But Ding San still seized this moment, and the Kurdish soldier on the opposite side of the gun didn't even scream, so he fell backwards.

The old monkeys are more violent, and they like to attack the Kurds behind the walls.

Those guys knew at a glance that they were greedy for life and afraid of death, and they actually raised the gun above their heads, and they didn't even know where the target was, so they shot indiscriminately.

There are too many people like them!

Looking at the Kurdish side, the gunfire was so dense that it looked like thirty nights. But on the side of the Ming army, few people were shot.

This is a battlefield between the two armies, and it seems that this is too child's play.

Looking back at the soldiers of the Ming army, these guys were wearing yellow rubber shoes and desert camouflage uniforms, and they were still under the cover of tanks, and they continued to advance.

The Ming army's offensive was so unhurried and unhurried.

"Da Ming people are so stable!" Kherson couldn't help but boast.

"It's really not easy to listen to you praise people, but the Ming army is indeed very stable. If it were our army, it would have already begun to shoot at the enemy.

In the case of enemy troops occupying field fortifications, such counter-fire often does not take any advantage.

Even if one of them is not done well, the soldiers under his command will be in danger of being wiped out.

Even if the attack goes well, our soldiers will still suffer heavy casualties. ”

"Stuarten, I hate your talk, but you make a point.

The Ming army not only relied on advanced weapons, but also loved the lives of nurses and soldiers.

We don't have the conditions and can't do this. Damn, do we mean that our soldiers should die? "As soon as he thought of what happened to his fighters, Kherson gritted his teeth in anger.

"Let's see, how the Ming people fight. Look at the two snipers on the dirt slope over there.

Although there are only two people, the lethality is terrifying.

You see, it's firing again. ”

Sure enough, everyone followed the direction of his finger and saw two old lying on the dirt slope.

One with a sniper rifle, the other with something I don't know what it is. But it looks like it must be a terrible weapon.

The old monkey spotted a Kurdish hiding in a window, and he fired a few grenades into it with a few random shots.

Explosions burst open inside the house, and smoke began to rise from windows and doors. But no one escaped!

Obviously, there were no living people in the house.

The tactics of the Ming army were very simple, they were like peeling cabbage, peeling off the Kurds layer by layer.

The rapid-fire gun on the tank is a layer of fire, and the sniper gun is another layer of fire.

After the first two rounds of firepower, there were basically no people on the enemy positions.

Those chicken thieves have long since run away. Only those who don't have clear brains will continue to stumble.

But as long as they shoot with guns, they will be discovered by the Ming army. As soon as they were discovered by the Ming army, they would be subjected to roll calls.

Soon, the Ming soldiers approached the edge of the small town of Tikrit. Soon, the fierce street fighting will begin.