The strange roar of the plane and a huge shadow seemed to pass over Lu Ming's face hidden in the green gauze tent.
When these huge shadows hovered over the bridgehead of the Bailton Steel Bridge, small black dots soon fell from the sky like raindrops, and gradually turned into dandelions that fluttered in the wind.
It was the Sonya paratroopers, landing on the north side of the Bailton Bridge.
Although reconnaissance aircraft had discovered that the garrison at Fort Bayleton was retreating in a hurry, they still used paratroopers to first control the Bayleton Bridge.
Even though they knew the other side would retreat without a fight, the Sonyans still sent out reconnaissance planes to conduct reconnaissance, and then used surprise attack paratroopers to take control of the bridge.
For skilled war artists, these cautious measures can be learned without any instruction.
Chief of Staff Debayer was hiding in the green tent just like Lu Ming. He was wearing a hat made of green willow branches. He was watching the scenes through the gaps in the corn stalks with a stern expression.
More than half an hour later, a rumbling sound came from the south. Although the situation on the wide road of Bailton in the distance could not be seen, it was conceivable that the steel torrent of the Sonya people was rushing in this direction like thunder.
Under the scorching sun, flickering heat evaporated from the armored steel plates of the tanks, causing the temperature in this steamer-like area to rise rapidly again. Of course, what actually made Debayer sweat even more profusely might be the unspeakable pressure.
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The long convoy of tanks and armored vehicles stretched for several kilometers. There was a distance of more than ten meters between two armored vehicles. Hundreds of armored vehicles were driving slowly on the extremely wide road. However, today's asphalt roads are not built to carry armored tracks. After these hundreds of tanks and armored vehicles passed by, the originally smooth asphalt road became a mess, like a plowed field.
In the huge and terrifying armored torrent, there were several green off-road jeeps driving slowly along with the speed of the armored vehicles.
Those sitting inside were all senior officers of the 3rd Mechanic Division.
The division commander, Dickens, an outstanding general who graduated from the Imperial Military Academy, lit a cigarette comfortably at this moment.
Ever since the failure of the charlatan group in the Western Regions and the failure of the Reston Plan, the kingdom suddenly began to operate efficiently.
It is conceivable that if the plan to attack the imperial capital had been orchestrated by some charlatans, it would have surely been aborted long ago.
The complete defeat of the charlatan group in the King's Privy Council brought new vitality to the kingdom.
If the charlatan group still holds a considerable say, I am afraid that I will not be able to see what the Bailton Bridge looks like in another fifty years
Dickens blew out smoke rings comfortably. Although the jeep was not moving very slowly and the smoke rings were quickly blown away by the wind, he was in a surprisingly good mood.
Be sure to take a photo in front of the Bailton Bridge. The background is the steel monsters passing through the bridge, the pride of the kingdom - the Scavenger Tank.
When Dickens thought of this scene, his heart became hot, as if it was more enjoyable than venting it on the Griffinny girl yesterday.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound of breaking through the air, followed by a loud bang, and a street sweeper not far ahead suddenly broke down on the side of the road, emitting thick smoke.
Like a signal, rockets emitting thick smoke flew out from the green tents that stretched for miles on both sides. Scavengers and armored vehicles exploded immediately, or caught fire, or emitted thick smoke, or suddenly tilted and crashed into their own armored vehicles. Some soldiers jumped out of the vehicles quickly, while others were silent, presumably having been killed in the explosion of the armor-piercing shells.
Dickens was quickly pushed down on the seat by the guards around him. This was his first reaction. His second reaction was to hastily pull the division commander out of the car.
But it was too late. Several jeeps were hit by rockets and exploded one after another. However, a jeep that immediately ran away escaped the disaster.
The soldiers who jumped out of the armored personnel carriers and trucks were like headless flies, not knowing what to do. Although they quickly fired indiscriminately at the green tents on both sides, they were terrified when they saw the scavenger vehicles being destroyed around them. They did not dare to charge into the green tents. Instead, they huddled around the vehicles and fired indiscriminately. The terrible weapons hidden in the green tents might blow them into pieces before they could get close.
However, reconnaissance aircraft had already scouted this area, and there were no large weapons that could pose a threat to the scavengers. So, where did this terrible attack come from
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Standing next to Lu Ming and looking at the situation on the asphalt road through a telescope, Deber felt like he was in a dream.
The long asphalt road was littered with huge tanks and armored vehicles that were paralyzed and emitting thick smoke.
Sonya soldiers were fleeing in panic.
Finally, he put down the telescope and stared at Lu Ming in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but his brain completely froze. He had too many questions and didn't know where to start.
"Chief of Staff, give orders to the Third Regiment and the Tank Battalion to take back control of the bridge. They have only one paratrooper battalion at most, and they are in great panic now. If we charge them, they will surrender!"
The calm words of the captain of the Black Mountain Army suddenly woke Debair up, and he shouted to the side: "Notify them to attack the Sonya paratroopers at the bridgehead!"
The operations staff officer also woke up as if from a dream, turned around and ordered the communications team carrying walkie-talkies to immediately convey the chief of staff's order.
Lu Ming has turned his head and looked towards the battlefield.
The "Poison Spear" anti-tank individual rocket launcher performed brilliantly in this surprise attack, but the credit was mainly due to the super soldiers.
Today's rockets are completely inaccurate, just like the Poison Spear bazooka. After evaluating them, the Montenegrin military simply refused to purchase them.
There are several fatal flaws. First, the rocket fuse design is too complicated and is particularly sensitive and prone to failure. Second, the rocket trajectory is poor. Although there is a light mirror for aiming, it has almost no accuracy when attacking a target 100 meters away, and it all depends on luck. Third, the rocket launcher is cumbersome to operate and the rate of fire is too low. Fourth, the residual heat generated by the burning rocket may burn the shooter's face and hands, and the shoulder-rest shooting posture is not safe enough.
However, these flaws become insignificant to the super soldiers.
There are three people in a combat team, and each team has a rocket launcher, which is exclusive to them.
They also invested a lot of money in training them, shooting real rockets again and again, so that they could feel the ballistic deviation of their own rocket launchers.
Each group fired an unknown number of rockets, and some of the rocket launchers had to start from scratch to repair the damage. Later, Qing'e simply added reinforcement to the equipment and used the special alloy they had forged. These were certainly astronomical investments, but if it weren't for these extremely talented super soldiers born for war, if it were ordinary soldiers, no matter how much live-fire training they conducted as much as possible, it would be difficult to achieve satisfactory shooting accuracy. During each training, the angle of the rocket launcher on the shoulder was slightly different, and the posture was slightly different, so there was no way to feel the ballistic deviation.
Under the operation of these super soldiers, these most basic individual rocket launchers can be regarded as being pre-equipped with anti-tank guided missiles.
In fact, if the Sonyans had not been completely frightened by such a surprise attack, and if their infantry had immediately assembled into a large group and launched a charge against the ambush troops in the green tent, they would have had to retreat quickly.
But today, an infantry anti-tank battalion completely defeated a reorganized mechanic division of the Sonya people.
It seemed that some senior officers were still alive and had already ordered a retreat, and the remaining armored vehicles were turning around and fleeing in a panic.
On the road, there were at least hundreds of armored vehicles that were destroyed or damaged.
When Debayer came over dazed, Lu Ming smiled and said, "How about the Poison Spear anti-tank rocket launcher? It's quite effective, right? But it requires a long period of live-fire training, and the cost is like throwing money into the sea."
Naturally I have to advertise my bazooka and sell it as much as possible, but when it reaches you, it won't be as powerful due to insufficient training time, so that has nothing to do with me.
Not only will they sell it to the Griffinni people, they are also planning to find a mysterious arms dealer in West Montenegro Castle, use Dönitz as a go-between, and sell the rocket launcher to the Sonya people as well. However, this channel will cost a higher price. After all, the mysterious arms dealer will open up all kinds of connections and smuggle this secret weapon from the Western Regions to potential enemies. The risk is too great, and the cost of bribing important figures in the Principality of Montenegro is an astronomical figure.