I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 578: The rain of death
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In the jungle, two soldiers with rifles were leaning against the trees, alerting them to the movement around them.
Behind them are quadruple anti-aircraft guns. This kind of thing is very weak in the face of fighters, but once the number is formed, even the fourth-generation aircraft will not dare to dive into the dense fire net.
A box of shoulder-mounted stinger missiles is placed next to the anti-aircraft guns. This is the armament provided by the US military to them, and it is counted as a supplement to the Philippine's close air defense capability.
The surroundings are very quiet, only the insects unique to the subtropical jungle.
The hot temperature is easy to make people sleepy. In order not to doze off, the two soldiers chatted quietly.
"How long do you think it will be?"
"I don't know, maybe two months? Or three months."
"It's really troublesome ... Why am I not the 14th Division?" The husky man whispered angrily as he drove away the flowers and butterflies stopped on the rifle.
"14 division? Is it fun to stay with the infected person? I remember that everyone who goes there must sign a voluntary book, until the vaccine comes out, and you ca n’t get out after you enter." Another young-looking man will The rifle was carried on his shoulder and said with a smile.
"You don't understand," Luo Hu grinned, approached and whispered, "The cleaner is the Emperor of the Earth, but the cleaner is still a bit dangerous, and he has to deal with infected people frequently. The most popular thing is Logistically, those women in the security zone ... hehe, you can play as much as you want. "
"Come on, what if it never comes out?"
"Then it won't come out." Luo Che said simply.
"I still have a girlfriend." The breeze blew, and the man glanced at the unbroken bushes and said uninterestingly.
"Go in, you can have a lot of girlfriends." Luo Qi teased.
No one noticed that the two people who were ridiculing, the ghost of the transparent color, was sneaking past the two.
The button-sized infrared indicator was placed not far behind the duo. The little red light was covered by the bushes, just like the scarabs perched on palm trees.
After all the indicators have been installed, the ghost agent arrives at the edge of the battlefield and leaves the battlefield in a small helicopter.
On the helicopter, she turned on the communicator.
"The beacon has been placed."
At the same time, above 10,000 meters, the Aurora-20 pilot ended the cruise and reached out to turn on the infrared instrument.
"Received."
On the black-and-white screen, dozens of red boxes mark the white signal sources in an instant.
The pilot checked the radar, and after confirming the radius and height of the strike, reached out and opened the safety cover, and the thumb pressed the red button lightly.
"This is Sagittarius-2, model MXJ-11, and began to drop bombs ..."
The bottom of the cabin is opened, and the bomb with red paint ring is separated from the rack.
There is no splendid tail flame, it is just like an obscure black spot falling from the sky.
When the height drops to 2000 meters, the bomb shell disintegrates instantly, releasing the bullet in the cavity.
It's like the seeds spilled from the planter, blooming bright flowers in the verdant jungle.
It's called death.
The flames of the explosion covered the jungle of the target area without warning. The shrapnel and Mars shuttled through the forest, shattering everything in the explosion area.
It drops the rain of death.
MXJ-11, nicknamed smallpox, weighs 1,200 pounds, is divided into high-explosive type and armor-piercing type, and belongs to the imitation of Pan-Asian cooperative end-guided cluster bomb ... An MXJ-11 contains 88 sub-bombs with end guidance devices. When they are dropped to a certain height, all sub-bombs can be released, and all targets can be cleared in the target area under the screening of intelligent programs.
Seventy-four anti-aircraft firepower points were cleared in an instant. The airstrike came from a height of 10,000 meters, and the sentry on guard was too late to lie down and cover up according to the sound of the explosion ...
Because the light of the explosion was too dazzling, the pilot turned off the infrared instrument and clicked the wheat on the helmet.
"This is Sagittarius-2. The anti-aircraft firepower has been cleared and completed."
"Sagittarius-3,4 received, short-range ground attack began. Sagittarius-1,5, the opponent's" bird "is given to you."
"Received ... Then, the hunting begins."
Four fighters broke through the sky and dived down from the sky.
......
A series of explosions blew up all the anti-aircraft firepower of the 21st Division of the Philippine Army, and also killed all the Philippine soldiers ambushing in the forest.
Without giving them much time to react, the roar of air strikes is far and near!
"Found enemy aircraft! Damn it, it is firing at our people! Where is our anti-aircraft gun! We need support!" Creeping behind the sandbags, the observer shouted at the intercom with a throat.
No response from the opposite side.
He wo n’t see that in the barracks of the Field War Command, the officer wearing the officer ’s hat has fallen into the pool of blood. Like the deputy and bodyguard lying next to him, he had blood holes on his forehead.
The ghost agent, the murderer, has long since left.
The roar of the air raid responded to the observer ’s roar, and the rifleman crawling ten meters away from him was turned into ashes with the sandbag as a bunker under the fire of a 27mm cannon.
Next, he saw ten more sparks fall from the sky, and the explosion undoubtedly belongs to the FA-50 of the Philippine Air Force.
That is the artifact they are proud of. The fourth-generation aircraft (Su Biao: the fifth-generation aircraft) modified by South Korea according to the T-50 "Golden Eagle" fighter symbolizes the friendship between the two countries ... but now it has been Turned into fragments.
In the direction of Davao Port, a round of rockets was lifted off for the first time, covering the sky above their positions under the desperate sight of Philippine soldiers.
However, to their surprise, these rockets did not cause casualties to them, just like a dumb fire, just flashing a flash of current in the air.
The observer crawling behind the bunker just wanted to report the news to the division headquarters at the rear of the theater, but he immediately froze.
The walkie-talkie seems to be broken.
Not just walkie-talkies, including GPS, watches, holographic sights, and even his flashlight! It's all lost!
His expression immediately appeared on his face.
In modern warfare, losing information means losing everything. With a battlefield width of tens of kilometers, the soldier who lost the command system is like a rat trapped in a cage, waiting for death in darkness and chaos.
EMP rockets destroyed all electronic equipment in the area, and the 21st Division of the Philippine Army fell into contact with the entire division!
Meanwhile, the 5th Infantry Division of the Moro Kingdom began to attack!
These guerrillas have never fought such an easy battle. Under the stimulation of their own firepower, they were charged with rifles all the way as if they were knocking out stimulants. The Philippine soldiers who lost contact were fleeing like headless flies. They faced the attacks of thousands of guerrilla soldiers and fought hard.
Under the whistling of Aurora-20, those rocket artillery and infantry artillery that were under the critical care of the air attack have become the only nightmares that the Philippine soldiers can only avoid. Firelight raged in the subtropical jungle, drinking thirsty blood.
Under the assault of the 5th Division of the Moro Kingdom, the 21st Division of the Philippine Army could not be defeated!
At the same time, soldiers of the Marine Corps of the Star Ring took a helicopter and landed on the eastern foothills. 1,000 soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons, with the support of naval guns, warplanes, and hummingbird drones, pursued the 15th Philippine Mountain Division. Facing the flexible mechanical exoskeleton, even if the Philippine soldiers occupy the advantage of the number, they still fall.
Almost one-sided battle.
The war did not last long. The Second Army Command did not have time to react. The bad news of the collapse of the front line flew one after another to the command table of Eric Bailey.
"Retreat! Let the 15 mountain divisions withdraw! There are 21 divisions of idiots! Shit, a bunch of rice buckets!" Eli Bailey punched angrily on the table with angry hats Fell off.
The correspondent looked at the sergeant tremblingly.
"Sir ..."
"Why don't you go!" Ai Baili can't wait to slap this guy.
Every second, someone is fighting to death, his heart is bleeding.
"15th Division has been surrounded ..."
Ery Bailey was stunned, and swallowed hard.
"What about the 21st division?"
"21 division ... can't be contacted temporarily. Sir? Sir! Where are you going, Sir?"
The correspondent looked at Ai Baili, who had fallen out of the door, and a hat that fell to the ground and did not pick up.
As he climbed into his car in a hurry, Ai Baili hurriedly urged the driver to take him to the headquarters of the 14th Division in Cagayan City. At this moment, the commander is like a grudge, and all his pupils are full of fear.
Mom! This is not war! This is slaughter! (To be continued.)