Santa Fe City, Operations Command Room.
"Report to the General." The Chief of Staff looked at the battle map and shouted, "The Blackwater Corps' helicopter formation has been repelled. Should we pursue them?"
"No need." Gustav waved his hand: "Just let the air defense forces keep watching. If they lose one plane, we can buy two tomorrow. There is no need to continue to tangle with their air forces."
"Yes!" The chief of staff nodded and was about to give an order.
"Wait." Gustav called him, "What is the loss of our helicopter formation?"
"Eight planes were destroyed." The chief of staff reported immediately.
"Yeah." Gustav waved him off, then took out his cell phone and called Gwen.
"Hello?" Gwen answered the phone: "I was just about to call you, how is the war going over there?"
"Not ideal." Gustav said anxiously, "The enemy has launched a general attack on us, and we have suffered heavy losses. Two armored corps have been destroyed, and thirty helicopters have been scrapped. Mr. Director, the enemy has powerful firepower. Although my people can continue to fight, I cannot accept such losses. I would like to ask, when will your next batch of arms be delivered?"
"???"
Gwen was confused, thinking, how can you fight a war and ask for things at the same time?!
After a long pause, Gwen growled back, "General! Don't worry about the armaments. I will definitely fulfill my promise to you. You just need to fight well."
"We must send the most sophisticated war equipment to São Paulo using the fastest transport plane. Otherwise, I don't know if I can protect the Chinese workers." Gustav said urgently.
Gwen responded as if coaxing her grandfather: "The first batch of armaments will definitely arrive before tomorrow night!"
"It's a pleasure working with you." Gustav hung up the phone contentedly.
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The 1st Division's eastern defensive position.
Just as Xin Xiaodong predicted, although the helicopter formation had withdrawn to the rear, the eastern defense line was collapsing bit by bit under the fierce attack of the Third Division.
“Beep, beep…!”
The charge of the Third Division sounded again. The soldiers seemed to be energized and launched another charge of thousands of people, rushing towards the enemy's eastern position for the second time.
Several main regiments of Gustav's army also began to fight for their lives, because they now had no room to retreat. This was a war between the same races, and once they were captured, the result would be self-evident.
The soldiers of Santa Pau also became furious and fought a bloody battle in the trenches with the assault troops of the Third Division. The fighting was extremely brutal.
“Da da da!”
Bullets flew across the battlefield, rows of soldiers fell, but soon new soldiers took their place and continued the attack!
The entire position seemed to have become a meat grinder, with blood-stained corpses everywhere.
…
At this time, at the edge of the dense forest behind the position, Wu Shixiong and two hundred disguised terrorist soldiers were lying quietly on the ground and lurking.
Their faces were smeared with dust, their bodies were covered with mud, and they were observing the battle.
Seeing that the front position was in chaos and the rear position was somewhat empty, Wu Shixiong made a mental assessment and immediately gave the order: "The time has come, act according to the predetermined plan! Everyone is divided into four teams, A, B, C, D, and disperse to infiltrate the enemy camp!"
At the command, two hundred lying terrorist soldiers immediately got up, moved closer to each other, and in the blink of an eye, they were divided into four teams.
Wu Shixiong, another team leader, and two deputy team leaders each led a team.
"Action!" Wu Shixiong waved his hand, and the four teams separated and moved towards the position.
Although they were all wearing military uniforms from the city of San Pao, their faces still looked like Chinese. Fortunately, it was night, and the night was the best camouflage. As long as they didn't meet the enemy at close range, their identities wouldn't be easily exposed because the battlefield was too chaotic.
Team C advanced along the road, and soon four or five military vehicles appeared in front of them.
There were a large number of wounded soldiers in each military vehicle. They had just been rotated out from the front line and had almost completely lost their combat capability. They could only be sent to the rear for emergency treatment.
In one of the military vehicles sat a commander wearing a military cap. Judging from his rank, he should be an officer at the battalion or regiment level.
The convoy did not realize the identity of Team C and subconsciously thought they were rotating soldiers.
The captain of Team C immediately waved his hand: "Prepare the drone!"
All the soldiers immediately half-crouched on the ground, quickly opened the backpacks behind them, and took out black drones from them.
"Buzz..."
These drones are about the size of two palms and they all rise into the sky under the control of the soldiers.
Before the soldiers in the military vehicle could figure out what was happening, a drone had already crashed into the driver's window of one of the vehicles.
“Bang, boom!!”
The drone exploded instantly, the military vehicle's windows shattered, and countless shrapnel swept into the vehicle, instantly turning the driver and the officer into sieves.
“Bang!!”
The military vehicle lost control and crashed into a ditch on the side of the road.
"Enemy attack!"
"These people are enemy soldiers in disguise! Attack, attack now!"
"Watch out for their drones!"
The soldiers of the First Division finally reacted and picked up their automatic rifles, preparing to attack. However, because their leader was killed in the explosion, there was some confusion for a while.
More drones flew over and detonated in the crowd! Every time a drone exploded, seven or eight soldiers were blown away, and their flesh and blood were blown to pieces.
“Da da da!”
As the drones attacked, snipers from Team C also opened fire, quickly clearing out the remaining soldiers.
In just two or three minutes, all the soldiers in the convoy were dead, and the ground was covered with flames and corpses. Almost all members of Team C were unharmed, with only two soldiers being shot in the body, but both were blocked by bulletproof vests.
"Clean up, move quickly, and head towards the chaotic area of the battlefield." The captain waved his hand and everyone immediately fled the scene.
…
At the same time, Team B also encountered the target.
Ahead was an enemy ammunition supply station, where hundreds of soldiers were busy moving ammunition boxes onto the trucks nearby.
"Hurry! Hurry! Wake up!" A deputy battalion commander in charge of ammunition supply waved his hands and commanded the soldiers.
"Stop!" The marching team leader raised his right hand and opened his palm. All members of the terrorist team immediately stopped and stood in place waiting for instructions.
"Sniper, prepare to kill the commander." The squad leader gave the order: "Other team members, get on the howitzer!"
The soldiers all took out grenade accessories from the bags on their legs and loaded them into the howitzer launcher under the muzzle.
"Aim at the ammunition box and attack!"
“Bang, bang, bang…!”
There was a sound like opening a beer bottle, and a row of gun-mounted howitzers fired out.
These grenades drew arcs and landed accurately on the ammunition boxes in front.
“Boom… !!”
The ammunition box exploded directly, and several soldiers around it were melted instantly.
"Enemy attack, defend...!"
"Bang!!"
Before the deputy battalion commander could finish his words, a bullet hit his head and killed him on the spot.
The battlefield was in chaos. After the special brigade of the Bureau of Terrorism and Violence entered the battlefield, their goal was very clear. They only looked for small command units to destroy, strike quickly and leave quickly, continue to harass, and continue to create greater chaos.
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At the same time, Big Bear led his team of fifty men, lying in a trench, watching the chaos ahead.
"Ready...get ready to charge." Big Bear still stuttered a little when he was nervous.
"It's already chaotic now, should we rush in?" An officer nearby couldn't help but ask, "Will it be less risky if we wander around the periphery?"
Daxiong waved his hand and responded calmly: "I... Our clothes are the best camouflage, but if we open fire here first, all of us will be exposed. Our next energy will have to be focused on avoiding encirclement and suppression. Good knives should be used on good meat. Don't be impatient and move forward!"
Everyone nodded and continued to move forward.