In the jungle, two soldiers with rifles were leaning against the tree, warning the movements around them. Xiao Xiaoyu said,
Behind them are four-unit air defense cannons. This kind of thing is very weak when facing the fighters, but once the number is formed, even the fourth-generation aircraft can't easily dive into the dense firepower net.
Next to the air defense cannon is a box of shoulder-mounted stinger missiles. This is the arms that the US military provides to them. It is counted as a supplement to the Philippine Army's close air defense capability.
It is very quiet around, only the insects that are unique to the subtropical jungle.
The hot temperatures are easy to make people sleepy. In order not to doze off, the two soldiers whispered in the air.
"How long do you think it will last?"
"I don't know, maybe two months? Or three months."
"It's really trouble... Why am I not a 14th division?" I rushed away the flower butterfly that was parked on the rifle, and the hustle and bustle of the man was irritating.
"14th Division? Is it interesting to stay with infected people? I remember that people who go to have to sign a voluntary book, until the vaccine comes out, they can't get out before they go in." Another young man looks like a rifle. On the shoulder, said with a smile.
"You don't understand," he said with a grin, and came close to the whisper. "The cleanup is the emperor inside, but the cleaner is still dangerous. I have to deal with the infected person often. The most popular is the logistics. The women in those safe areas... Hey, how do you want to play if you want to play."
"Get it, if you can't come out forever?"
"That won't come out," he said.
"I still have a girlfriend." The breeze blew, and the man glanced at the bushes that were safe and sound, not interested.
"Go in, you can have a lot of girlfriends."
The two of the gags did not notice that the ghost of transparent color was sneaking from the side of the two.
The button-sized infrared indicator was placed not far behind the two, and the red light was hidden under the bushes, just like the chafers that lived on palm trees.
After all the indicators were placed, Ghost Agents arrived at the edge of the battlefield and left the battlefield with a small helicopter.
On the helicopter. She turned on the communicator.
"The beacon has been placed."
At the same time, above the 10,000 meters high altitude, the Aurora-20 pilot ended the cruise and reached out to open the infrared.
"Roger that."
Black and white on the screen. Dozens of red square markers lock the white signal sources for a moment.
After the pilot checked the radar and confirmed the strike radius and height, he reached out and opened the cover, and the thumb pressed the red button in an understatement.
"Here is the Shooter-2. Model mxj-11, start bombing..."
The bottom of the cabin is open and the bomb with the red painted ring is separated from the frame.
There is no smashing tail flame, and it descends from the sky just like an inconspicuous black spot.
When the height dropped to 2000 meters, the bomb shell instantly disintegrated, releasing the bullet inside the cavity.
Just like the seeds of the planter, the bright flowers bloom in the green jungle.
It is called death.
The fire of the explosion covered the jungle of the target area without warning, and the shrapnel and Mars shuttled through the forest, tearing up everything in the explosion.
It lowered the rain of death.
Mxj-11, nicknamed smallpox. Weighing 1200 pounds, it is divided into a high-explosive type and a piercing type, and is a counterfeit of the pan-Asian cooperative end-guided cluster bomb. A mxj-11 contains 88 sub-bombs with end-guides. When they are thrown to a certain height, they can release all sub-bombs and clear all locked targets in the target area under the screening of intelligent programs.
Seventy-four air defense fire points were cleared in an instant. The air raid came from an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the sentinel on the guard post did not even have time to hide under the explosion...
Because the light of the explosion was too dazzling, the pilot turned off the infrared instrument and ordered the wheat on the helmet.
"Here is the Shooter-2. The air defense fire point has been cleared and finished."
"The shooter-3, 4 received, the short-range ground attack began. The shooter -1, 5, the other 'small bird' handed over to you."
"Received... then. Hunting begins."
Four fighters broke through the clouds and swooped down from the sky.
......
A series of explosions blew up all the air defense firepower of the 21st Division of the Philippine Army, and also bombed all the Philippine soldiers buried in the forest.
Did not give them a lot of reaction time, the whistling of the air raid is far and near!
"I found the enemy plane! Damn, it is firing at our people! Where are our anti-aircraft guns! We need support!" Behind the sandbags, the observer yelled at the intercom.
There is no response on the opposite side.
He won't see it. In the barracks of the Wild Command, the officer wearing the officer's cap has fallen into a pool of blood. Like the deputy and bodyguard lying next to him, his forehead was covered with **** holes.
The ghost agent who is the murderer of the crime has already left.
The whistling of the air raid responded to the scream of the observer, and the rifleman who was kneeling a dozen meters away from it, under the sweep of the 27mm cannon, was assimilated with the sandbag as a bunker.
Then, he saw the ten groups of sparks falling from the sky, and the explosion was undoubtedly belonging to the fa-50 of the Philippine Air Force.
That is the artifact they are proud of. The four-generation machine modified by South Korea based on the t-50 "Golden Eagle" fighter (Su Biao: Five-generation machine) symbolizes the friendship between the two countries... but now it has become Fragmentation.
In the direction of Davao Port, the rockets were launched in the first time, covering the sky above the positions of the Philippine soldiers under the desperate sight.
What surprised them, however, is that these rockets did not cause casualties to them, just like a dumb fire, just an arc of current flashing in the air.
The observer behind the bunker just wanted to report the news to the division behind the theater, but he immediately stopped.
The walkie-talkie is like a broken one.
Not just walkie-talkies, including gps, watches, holographic sights, and even his flashlights! All lost their function!
His face immediately appeared like a ghost.
In modern warfare, losing information means losing everything. Tens of kilometers of battlefield width, soldiers who lost their command system are like rats that are caged, waiting for death in darkness and chaos.
The emp rocket destroyed all the electronic equipment in the area, and the 21st Division of the Philippine Army fell into contact with the whole division!
At the same time, the 5th Infantry Division of Moro began to attack!
These guerrillas have never played such a relaxed embarrassment. Under the stimulation of their own firepower, they are like a stimulant and they have to carry a rifle all the way. The Philippine soldiers who lost contact were fleeing like headless flies. They faced the attacks of thousands of guerrilla soldiers and worked hard together.
Under the whistling of the Aurora-20, the rockets and infantry guns that were taken care of by the air strikes have become a nightmare for the soldiers of the Philippines to avoid. The fire raged in the subtropical jungle, thirsty with splashing blood.
Under the assault of the 5th Division of the Moro State, the 21st Division of the Philippine Army collapsed!
At the same time, the soldiers of the Star Marines took a helicopter and landed on the east side of the mountain. 1,000 soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons, with the support of naval guns, fighters, and hummingbird drones, chased the 15th Mountain Division of the Philippines. Faced with a flexible mechanical exoskeleton, the Philippine soldiers are still at a disadvantage even if they occupy a number of advantages.
Almost a one-sided battle.
The war did not last long, and the Second Army’s Army Command had not had time to respond. The loss of frontline crashes flew one by one to Airi Bailey’s command table.
"Retraction! Let the 15 mountain divisions withdraw! There are 21 divisions of idiots! Mom, a bunch of rice bowls!" Alibeelli slammed on the table with an angry fist, and the gas hat fell. .
The correspondent trembled at the sergeant.
"Sir..."
"Why don't you go!" Eribelli couldn't wait to slap the guy.
Every second, people are dying, and his heart is bleeding.
"The 15th Division has been surrounded..."
Eribelli groaned and swallowed hard.
"What about the 21st division?"
"21st Division... I can't contact you for the time being. Chief? Chief! Where are you going to be?"
The correspondent looked at Alibely, who had slammed the door, and the hat that fell on the floor.
While climbing up to his own car, Eribelli rudely urged the driver to let him quickly rush to the 14th Division Command stationed in Cagayan. At this moment, the commander is like a sly, and the words written in the pupil are full of fear.
Oh shit! This is not a war! This is a slaughter! (To be continued.)