Chapter Fifteen - Ominous! One Rocket, One Tank Battalion!
Right!
They can't hit us, but we can hit them!
But...
"How do we use this thing?"
The black officer, his staff, and his personal guard were carefully examining a crude and simple rocket launcher, stripped of everything except its essential functions.
"It needs coordinate parameters!"
"Sir, we need to determine the target."
Hmm...
"Hit the enemy tank battalion!"
"Can we reach that distance?"
The black officer made the decision.
As a graduate of a certain mysterious Eastern country, his tactical skills were still decent.
Under the intense enemy fire, he chose to strike the enemy tank battalion hidden behind the artillery positions, instead of the artillery positions themselves, indicating a clear mind.
He knew the artillery was powerful but not a major threat.
The real threat was the combined arms of infantry and tanks after the artillery barrage.
There was no way around it, this was Africa.
Combined arms of infantry and tanks were already the most advanced and deadliest tactics.
However, the staff officer reading the instruction manual looked at the range written on the instruction manual: 'Ominous', and was full of question marks.
"It should... be able to, right?"
The staff officer, who felt the language of the Eastern country was truly profound, said with a stiff neck.
But the black officer couldn't wait anymore, he rolled up his sleeves and climbed onto the rocket launcher, personally loading the projectile, as if he was back in the glorious university days of eating beef noodles.
Loading completed, coordinate parameters confirmed.
"Fire, short stop, request annihilation!"
The black officer shouted the order in the dialect of Shijiazhuang, almost forgetting that he was the one giving the orders now.
And so, in the next moment, the red launch button was pressed.
The vertically mounted rocket, spewing flames, soared towards the sky.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from sight.
"Quick! Order the reconnaissance units to advance and scout!"
"Check the situation, collect data..."
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Meanwhile,
On the other side of the battlefield.
The rebel command post.
A black officer with a missing tooth was still fuming.
"This cannon fire... my grandma wouldn't even aim that poorly!"
"I've said it so many times, you need to get close before firing!"
"Otherwise, with our range and accuracy, we're just setting off fireworks for the enemy!"
The black officer with a missing tooth, who spoke fluent Mandarin, was obviously extremely angry.
As a graduate of a certain mysterious Eastern country's National Defense University, his strategic vision was excellent.
Coupled with the support of American equipment this time, he was very clear on how to fight a "righteous" war.
When you have an advantage, you must use it to its fullest.
This reduces unnecessary losses and also puts maximum pressure on the enemy.
Isn't there an old saying in the ancient mysterious East - "When poor, use tactics to outmaneuver; when rich, use firepower to overwhelm."?
This saying also works particularly well in Africa, and sometimes, after firepower overwhelms, there is no need to fight, the enemy has already scattered.
However, the combat skills of the soldiers were really not high, and they would always launch a barrage of artillery before even getting close to the enemy.
Didn't this lose the meaning of firepower suppression?
"Sir, it's okay, we have American equipment support this time, the equipment advantage is too great. Even if the artillery doesn't cause any casualties, we will definitely win this battle!"
The staff officer came forward to comfort him.
His confident face was filled with confidence.
No wonder he was so confident.
In addition to the artillery, this time the US military equipment support also included M5 Stuart light tanks and M24 Chaffee light tanks.
These two World War II-era tanks, although somewhat old, it's not clear where the Americans dug them up from, some疙瘩 (kē da) or museum.
But in Africa, this is still the top combat power.
A total of thirty tanks formed a mixed light tank battalion.
This is no less than the power of receiving three hundred magical beast iron cavalry at the start of a fantasy novel!
"Go to hell!"
"The US is your father? They'll send you more after they're finished."
The black officer with a missing tooth was sober-minded and very angry.
While everyone else was still intoxicated by the advanced American equipment, he, having read Eastern modern and contemporary history, was already thinking about how to remove the "anti-" from "anti-government" armed forces, how to break free from American control, and reduce dependence.
"Come, you go to the front line now, anyone who doesn't fire at close range, you shoot them!"
The black officer with a missing tooth handed the staff officer a gun, and the staff officer immediately put on a long face.
He had just run out of the command post, before anyone else could hold back a smile,
The black officer with a missing tooth pulled another person up.
"Come, if he doesn't do it, you shoot him!"
？？？？
Soon, another bewildered black man was called up.
"If both of them haven't done it, you blast them with RPG!"
After arranging three people to go to the front line, the black officer with a missing tooth finally took a deep breath.
But before he could relax for half a minute, he saw the first staff officer who went out, running back with a gasp, as if he had crawled and rolled.
"You better give me a reasonable explanation."
"Sir, it's not good!"
"Our tank battalion was attacked, I saw a 'missile' land in the direction of the tank battalion, the sky over there lit up!"
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