Helicopters rushed towards targets in groups. Because there were too many new recruits, it was our division's first battle. The command center only gave us a task of cutting the enemy's defense line - through lightning raids, like mowing grass, destroying the enemy's defense line in battalions and companies, breaking the enemy's defense line. This disappointed us a little bit. According to the division commander's discussion of the role of the air assault division, we should be the sharp knife of the army and become the main assault force. But there is no way. Since there has not been a big battle in 20 years, before the war broke out, in order to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the troops, a large number of veterans of our division were drawn to brothers.

The troops were temporarily weakened in their combat effectiveness and were not enough to shoulder such heavy responsibilities. We had nothing to complain about this. The command center did this to allow more soldiers to go home alive. Everyone knows that the most casualties in the war are always the recruits, because there is no time to adapt, and no one teaches them what to do to better protect themselves on the battlefield and make themselves survive. Some people estimate that we will suffer more than 4,000 casualties on the first and second day of the war. I hope that with the command of these expert veterans, those soldiers who are neglecting the battle formation will die fewer.

Our battalion is a public security twenty-eight kilometers away from the border. There is a militia regiment of the Annan Army. One battalion beats one man regiment, which sounds like a joke, but the bombers and missiles in front have visited several times, and there are more than a dozen heavy attack helicopters to cover it. It is not difficult to deal with a few monkeys. This mission is considered a training for troops, but in fact, the entire war is training for the entire war. The previous rounds of missiles bombed the Annan monkey very hard, and the fires rising from their city can be seen from such a distance. Annan monkey is probably crazy, the anti-aircraft aircraft

The guns and anti-aircraft guns were fighting hard, and there were many people sweeping towards the sky with an AK. The bullets were paddling around the plane, and from time to time, a few bullets hit the abdomen of the plane, making a sound. Damn, just hit hard. The chassis of our helicopters is not other features, it is that they are heavy and strong enough to withstand the direct hits of the 20 mm caliber anti-aircraft gun. We didn't take this drizzle seriously yet! But even so, the pilot was still carefully driving the plane, trying to use the chassis that can withstand the most blow to the ground, and did not dare to be careless at all.

A double-mounted anti-aircraft machine gun appeared on the hill ahead, sweeping at us. The bullets were like water splashing, causing the bulletproof armor of the plane to splash everywhere. The pilot was probably angry. As soon as he pressed the button, three rockets flew towards the brave machine gun team. After a few explosions, the world became quiet. The prompt light in the cabin lit up, and the pilot shouted at us: "I will enter the battlefield in three minutes. Please check the equipment again!"

We were excited and started to check our equipment. The equipment had been checked several times before boarding the plane. It would not be troublesome to check it again. If one or two seemingly inconspicuous equipment is leaked on the plane, it would be a huge trouble. The squad leader connected the confidential channel, probably with the ch-1c "Ranker" - our reconnaissance helicopter

The aircraft communicated, ended the conversation in a minute, and said to us: "The mission is the same: sweep the militia in the north corner of Gong'an Tun! The two old armored vehicles owned by the militia regiment were killed by the attack aircraft, and another one was unknown where to hide. When it appeared, it would greet it with anti-tank rockets. Remember, you can fire at any target after getting off the plane, don't be so kind-hearted, and don't show off! What the air assault division needs is a living warrior, not a dead hero, do you understand?"

"clear!!!"

We roared. The plane began to stop - our target arrived. It was a burning village. Three large and fierce firepower "Eagle Dragons" were launching fierce attacks in three groups. The aviation rockets drove the village like a pot, wrapping clusters of Annan militias inside and blowing them to pieces. The twenty-mm triple-mounted machine cannon sprayed out flame tongues of more than one meter long, and the shells fell like hail. The shells lined up into red sickles that were hundreds of meters long, cutting life. The roar was about to suppress the roar of the plane's engine. I really couldn't imagine the situation of Annan monkey who was under their attack. The "Feng Falcon" also joined the carnival party. Bunches of rockets and thousands of arrows were fired, overturning houses, and six rotating heavy machine guns shot.

It must be even more fierce than a three-barrel machine cannon. I saw a team of militia sweeping the helicopter flying in the air with rifles. A fire dragon as thick as a bowl swept over them and disappeared. There were only a few pieces of things left left. It was so disgusting. There were also some clever lying on the ground and dared not look up. Damn, don't think it's okay! The helicopter dropped a small napalm bomb and burned everything that it disliked. If you have the ability, you will learn from Qiu Shaoyun. For the safety of your comrades, you would rather be burned into a fire than move. By the way, isn't napalm bombs explicitly prohibited by the Geneva Convention? Why are you still used? Of course, we dare not violate the Geneva Convention, so we used a napalm bomb with a napalm, hehe.

After playing the helicopter for three minutes, it is estimated that these three minutes are even more difficult for Annan monkeys than for three centuries. We were enjoying the viewing. The helicopter landed in a repeatedly cleaned airborne field. The squad leader roared, and the little Guangxi whirled and rushed out the first one. The movement was so flexible, the monkeys were fighting. It seems that the monkeys in Guangxi were the best in the world, and it seems that they did not wrong them at all. The second person in Shandong rushed out of the cabin and got off the plane. The automatic rifle in his hand rang. As for whether he hit anything, only ghosts know. I shouted deeply

Taking a choking air, the third one rushed out. In less than fifteen seconds, all the soldiers rushed out of the plane, which was better than the best training results. As soon as we got off the plane, we flew over in a string of bullets and slashed against the skin. It was old-fashioned. I don’t know how many times we experienced this situation during training. We are no longer the rookies who were swept by heavy machine guns and even stood up. The cruel training forced us to strengthen the functions of our eyes, ears and even noses, and strengthen them to become ourselves.

With the experience of training the equipment, I was chasing the heavy machine gun and sweeping more than 100,000 bullets, just listening to it, I could hear that the militia were in chaos. They were shooting blindly and posing little threat to us.

"Feng Falcon" unloaded an ammunition box and pulled up. The "Eagle Dragon" rockets and machine cannon shells were hit by all the time, and they were still unsatisfied and circled in the air, and they were on call. If there were any hard bones that we couldn't handle, we called them through the walkie-talkie, and the rockets immediately hit the target. There were about one hundred militias in this village, and we had a platoon, which seemed to be a bit bullying. No matter what, they were monkeys, not humans, bullying monkeys could only be considered as abusing animals at most, and it was not an unforgivable crime. We divided into ten groups to encircle the village that was already a sea of ​​fire, forming an arc-shaped encirclement. The angle of entering the battlefield was pre-selected, which made the Annan militia who were still resisting very uncomfortable.

The rifle grenade was very fierce, and in the blink of an eye, two of our comrades were knocked down. Fortunately, they quickly got up again, and the expensive bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets saved their lives. A bullet hit my shoulder, it hurts so much that I was about to burst into tears. Damn, I didn't say anything, raised my hand and made a grenade. The Type 56 of Little Guangxi made a crisp sound. In the flames, I saw an Annan woman in a military uniform falling down. I looked at him, and he had a expressionless face, another shot. A 14-5-year-old Annan militia who was shooting at a vanguard group with 56 and fell to the ground. He was still expressionless, without sympathy, without pity, and without any guilt. Maybe this is the Guangxi wolf soldier.

Shandong's automatic rifles kept firing accurate three-in-one shots, and Annan soldiers rushed out of a village in a sea of ​​fire fell one after another. More than 30 soldiers in the platoon formed an arc-shaped encirclement of the village, shooting and killing the Annan soldiers driven out of the fire. The veterans were the coldest, with guns at the head and single shots. New recruits like me were inferior. They were basically holding guns and sweeping with their eyes closed. Only ghosts knew what they could hit. The squad leader slapped my helmet: "You have a lot of bullets, right? You have so many bullets that you can squander at will, right?

?Look at Xiao Guangxi and learn from him! I will swear like this and I will kick you out of the army after I go back. The air assault division can't afford to lose this person!" This slap woke me up and squeezed out an indifferent smile at him: "Yes, yes, I will improve. Next time, you slap your face, don't hit your helmet, it will hurt your hands!" I looked at Xiao Guangxi again, he was changing the magazine. After ten rounds of bullets, six Annan soldiers had fallen from his shooting world. Even an Annan civilian who ran out with the soldiers was shot by him. What a cold gunman! I can't be worse than him!

The soldiers of Annan were still rushing out like moths to the fire. They couldn't come out. The village was filled with a sea of ​​fire. If they didn't come out, they would only be burned to death. However, there was only one dead end to rush out. More than 20 automatic rifles, three squads used light

The machine gun had sealed the exit, and seven or eight cold sharpshooters shot them accurately with semi-automatic rifles. They fell one by one under the fiery dead line, and the dead bodies were stacked up layer by layer, which was terrible. The distance between the two sides was about two hundred meters, and they could not fight against us soldiers fed with bullets at any rate. The fierce attack was almost a unilateral massacre. I fired a few shots, and probably had no results. Instead, I wasted more than a dozen bullets in vain. Just as I was about to change the magazine, someone rushed out and shot at this side with a pistol. Just as I rushed, I used a pistol to hit the target two hundred meters away. Do you think your gun was filled with a pocket missile, right? I raised my gun and aimed, and my finger was about to buckle it, but I stopped hesitantly.

It was a female soldier. Through special aiming equipment, I could see her face clearly, and even the horror and despair on her face. She was about nineteen to twenty years old, and was quite tall, but her clothes were burned to pieces. My blue veins on my back were protruding, and I tried to pull the trigger, but I don’t know who pulled my strength away. It was so difficult for my fingers to move. I closed my eyes, and the company commander’s words echoed in my ears: “Soldiers, remember that none of the female soldiers who dared to go to the battlefield were easy to mess with! Their physique is naturally weaker than men, and they dare to carry it. I dare to bear it.

The starting rifle walks onto the battlefield where flesh and blood are flying, which only means that they are more fierce and cruel than men! If you meet a female soldier carrying a sniper rifle, you must kill her by any means, otherwise it is you who dies!" Yes, there is no sympathy and pity on the battlefield, because the enemy will not show mercy to us! I bit my teeth and opened my eyes, and the strength came back. But when I opened my eyes, I happened to see a pinch of blood dust popping up on the female soldier's chest, and his body shaking and falling down. Little Guangxi smiled at me: "She can never feed the child again!"

I suddenly wanted to beat him up. I couldn't say why, I just wanted to beat him up.

A fire wall suddenly collapsed. With the sound of oily farts, an old armored vehicle rushed out, followed by a large group of militiamen. Damn, this isn't the last armored vehicle in this militia company. It's not too late to come out now? Without saying a word, I raised my hand and made a bush of manganese steel bullets, making rows of small holes on the surface of the armored vehicle. I don't know if the people hit it inside. The fire is so big, and the infrared detection is nothing but nonsense. It seems that the effect is not great, the parallel machine gun of the armored vehicle

Sweeping towards us, the floating soil around us was quite fierce! But its good days were over, and two "Eagle Dragons" responsible for fire support rushed over happily, and two "Red Arrow" anti-tank missiles hit the armored vehicles. My God, "Red Arrow" is used to fight heavy tanks, and they are used to fight armored vehicles that can even be worn by rifles! I swear that when I go back, I must report the serious wasteful behavior of the pilots, and must report them!

"boom!!!"

The armored vehicle turned into a ball of orange fireballs, following behind for protection

The militia fell to the ground and cried out in a tremor. They would be shocked to death even if they were not beaten to death by fragments! There was nothing to do in this battle. When the platoon leader saw that no one rushed out again, he ordered us to form a three-three system to cover the village that had become a burning corpse. He shot the corpse when he saw it, regardless of whether he was really dead or fake.
Chapter completed!