Don't talk about martial arts, I'm a war contractor

Chapter 529: Heavy losses, finalizing the contract

So what was the result? After the flames and smoke disappeared, the first layer of fossils was undoubtedly penetrated, but the front charge of the cornet tandem warhead only detonated half of the first layer.

Yes, without further ado, a layer of Fossil Heavy Explosive Reaction can be considered as two pieces of Contact-5 with a certain gap in between and buffer material installed.

Whether it was a rocket launcher or an anti-tank missile, they encountered a hard nail when facing the single-layer explosive counter-attack tandem warhead, and only 0.5 layers were consumed before the rear main charge could attack.

However, there was a complete layer of fossils behind the remaining 0.5 layer. The inverted hollow charge cap turned into a metal jet under the huge kinetic energy of the explosive, detonating the reactive armor layer by layer until it hit the base armor of the T-80BVM without any force.

The double-layer fossil shield successfully blocked the spear made of cornet, but if it was hit by another bullet in the same place, even a god would be unable to save it.

"Calling the quoll, the front right side of my crew is seriously damaged, you guys go forward and fill the position immediately!"

The golden monkey called the second generation of quolls on the radio.

"Yes!"

The Queer crew, which had exchanged equipment with the Mole crew, accelerated the KF-31 Lynx and rushed directly in front of the T-80BVM. The 30mm main gun turned to the position where the missile had just been launched.

"Dong~dong~dong~~"

The roar of machine guns followed, but the Spike-SR was disposable, so the anti-tank shooters threw away the launch tubes after firing and ran away from their positions.

The cornet team, which was served by several people, also took down the empty launch tube and threw it away, picked up the launcher and two spare bullets and ran to the next preset position.

All the shells from the first round of the Queer tank crew missed their target, but the fire suppression effect was still good. The light infantrymen, who were at most unable to raise their heads due to the heavy machine guns of the military and competitors, did not dare to gamble whether the enemy's shells were aimed at them.

As long as the cannon fire keeps on coming, just lie down and don't look up.

However, the elite troops that El Mencho paid high salaries for were still reliable, especially the cornet group.

The main shooter, breathing heavily, lowered his body and directly locked the target with the thermal imaging channel. The assistant shooter beside him quickly loaded the second cornet into the launcher. The two cooperated very skillfully.

Well, there will always be brave men when there is a big reward.

El Mencho, who was not short of money, directly offered a reward of 300 million US dollars to Jihuo Defense for each infantry fighting vehicle.

Anyone who destroys one of these armored units gets the money and can then choose to retire or join the CJNJ Special Forces High Command to defend him, El Mencho.

There are many people who want bonuses and want to improve, but unfortunately they chose the wrong opponent.

After completing the initial thermal imaging lock on the target, the main shooter immediately turned on the laser sight.

In the night that is invisible to the naked eye, a laser beam shot out silently, crossed 2.1 kilometers and stopped on the body of the KF-31 Lynx.

"We have been locked on, our location is 10 kilometers at 2 o'clock."

The laser beam coming from the opposite side was clearly visible in the commander's periscope which was integrated with a low-light night vision device, and the Weasel crew directly locked onto the opponent in the opposite direction.

"Hey~~"

The Cornet team fired the second missile, but in such a 1vs1 duel, the defense was not afraid at all.

"Puff~puff~~"

"Boom~~"

Two interceptor missiles easily destroyed the lonely Cornet, and the next second when the smoke cleared, the anti-tank missile module integrated on the right side of the turret rose up.

"Hey~~"

A Spike-LR2 was fired at the opposite side to attack the drug cartel that had no heavy armored targets. The Spikes on the KF-31 and KF-41 were all replaced with versions with penetrating blasting and killing warheads.

After flying just 2 kilometers, the PBF warhead directly penetrated the wall of the self-built house, and then the delayed fuse detonated the charge.

"Boom~~"

The fragments flying in all directions wiped out the four-man cornet team that was just about to pack up and run away.

At this point, the only means left for the stronghold to deal with the armored assault team were a few RPG-29 heavy cannons, but it was pitch dark and even with individual night vision goggles they couldn't aim accurately, and the battle quickly became one-sided.

The same scene also happened in many places at the same time. The old cheetahs dealt with possible self-destructive drones, and the combination of tanks and infantry fighting vehicles consumed the opponent's anti-tank weapons and provided fire suppression.

The Digital Team, the SRT Special Response Team, and the Village Protection Team were the last to arrive and completely took over these strongholds.

"Damn it, we lost another 700 plus people."

El Mencho's eyes were bloodshot. He was no longer in the mood to exercise. He was exhausted from dealing with the bad news one after another.

The anti-tank mines that were sent out directly blew up a passage, and the anti-tank missiles that were highly expected also had no effect.

Just as described in the intelligence, all the armored units of Concentrated Fire Defense were piled up like turtle shells by the guy named Sherlock.

In addition, the consumer-grade drones that he had always been optimistic about and was planning to use to form a special drone unit were all shot down without a single one left under the protection of those self-propelled anti-aircraft guns.

It’s too difficult. No matter whether it’s conventional tactics or innovative play, it’s impossible to break the opponent’s defense.

The only feasible way is to concentrate several multiple rocket launchers and aim them at the armored convoy that breaks into the preset position.

El Mencho could certainly afford it with his financial resources, but it was too late in time. After some mental struggle, he decided to give up revenge on these troublesome infantry fighting vehicles.

Coupled with the tanks that suddenly appeared, this PMC allowed Lao Ai to break through the defense time and time again.

He thought that the only tough nut to crack was those infantry fighting vehicles, but who knew that there were five main battle tanks hidden on the dock landing ship, which were not taken out until now.

These guys are too unsportsmanlike and are not just ordinary bullies.

"Boss, some of our peripheral members have already escaped. If this continues..."

The subordinate stopped talking halfway, and El Mencho knew what was going to happen next.

"I know they will join CDS. It doesn't matter who they work for. They don't even have to change locations. They can still stay in their original base."

After calming down his anger, Lao Ai sighed and said.

The target of the concentrated defense attack was CJNJ, but the ones who benefited the most were the drug lord groups headed by CDS.

However, he believed that the territories taken away by his peers would eventually be taken back by CJNJ. Their difficulties were only temporary, and that PMC company could not stay in Mexico forever.

Based on the known information, El Mencho's judgment cannot be said to be wrong, but if he knew that Marquez and his son planned to set up a new PMC company based on Focus Defense, his expression would definitely be very colorful.

This is endless. Are we going to let them happily sell laundry detergent and grab market share?
If the military and the police can't deal with the drug lords, then let PMC do it. Although the news has not been made public, Marquez has already obtained authorization from the president.

The total number of regular employees and village guards was 1000. Not to mention the regular employees with higher professional skills, they had to be recruited from South America, and the village guards were based on the standards of the Marine Corps. Not to mention their physical fitness, they had to have a blood feud with the drug lords.

Such employees will not be corrupt or betrayal, and are willing to fight to the death.

The Marquez father and son gave them a chance to take revenge, and all that was left was to pick up their guns and do it.

But military skills training must be in place. As for equipment, light weapons are a good choice, but the heavy equipment is important.

In order to learn the true art of concentrated fire defense, the father and son wanted everything, including armed helicopters, tanks, and infantry fighting vehicles.

Two newly modified female deer launched by Jihuo Defense are old platforms with a price of just over 1000 million US dollars. Their comprehensive combat capability is not as good as the old Deer Tiger and Longbow Crossbow, but they are enough in Mexico.

As for tanks, they are basically used as shield vehicles, so there is no need to use T-80 or Leclerc.

In this way, Xia Yu’s T-64B1M, which had been unable to find a second buyer, finally found a market.

Just use the original artillery system as long as it can fire grenades.

What is important is the protective capability. A single layer of sharp blades or a single layer of fossils is enough. Only the lead vehicle will be equipped with an active defense system.

After the interceptor missiles are fired, they will switch vehicles. Basically, two T-64B1Ms are organized into a squadron.

After hearing that such a tank was worth only 250 million US dollars, Marquez waved his hand and directly ordered 8 of them, which only cost 2000 million US dollars.

The main force is the infantry fighting vehicle. The S64 will definitely be the one to cooperate with the T-1B30M to tackle tough problems. As the second-line force, the village protection team will only need a rotation vehicle like the BTR-82S.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lao Ma asked for 8+16 vehicles, and then at Xia Yu's suggestion, he added 4 old Cheetah defense consumer-grade drones.

In this way, the newly formed PMC company owns a total of 36 tracked and wheeled platforms.

Although their combat effectiveness is far inferior, they have surpassed the concentrated fire defense in terms of the number of armored units in service.

Of course, if we count the armored units that Xia Yu bought as financial products, modification platforms, and unmanned target vehicles, these 36 vehicles are just a fraction.

In real combat and attack, the number of operational equipment is too large, which is not conducive to rapid delivery and inconvenient to convert into coins.

The blank trucks and Xia Yu were thrown at the mine. They can only be regarded as the third-line force for concentrated fire defense, while the first-line force must use the best equipment.

After finalizing these weapons and equipment, Lao Ma purchased another 12 Gazelles, half of which were armed and the other half were transport types.

As for sensitive equipment such as reconnaissance and strike drones, Xia Yu suggested that the military should step in. Few private military contractors have such equipment, and most of them borrow it from government forces with which they have a good relationship.

The ScanEagle of the Fire Defense Equipment cannot carry bullets, the Sparrowhawk B can only carry two Spikes, and the CH-4 is also "rented" from Busa.

There is no other reason. The threshold for using reconnaissance and strike drones is much lower than that of armed helicopters and fighter jets. It is easy to be involved in politics. Everyone feels at ease when the ownership is in the hands of the official.

This is also the reason why Mexico minds the entry of the Chinese MQ-9. Fortunately, Marquez's "generous donation" also curbed the development of the drug lord gang.

The newly established PMC company will stand at the forefront of the confrontation and confront these laundry detergent dealers head-on.

As for whether they could catch the enemy in one fell swoop and wipe out their tens of thousands of troops, Xia Yu was not optimistic.

The father and son of Lao Ma can only play a containment role, but the upgrade of firepower will visibly lead to the internal circulation of equipment in Mexico's anti-drug war.

There is no way, because the opponent is a drug cartel. As the group with the least shortage of money in the world, they have plenty of funds to buy new equipment.

There simply was no such demand in the past, but with the arrival of Jihuo Defense and the consolidation of the new company, a combination of measures will break the previous balance.

These guys who make a living by tying their heads to their belts will never sit still and wait for death.

They will wave green banknotes, find bold forces like the Roman Asian arms dealers, buy a variety of weapons and equipment, and fight against the encirclement of private military contractors.

However, by that time, it will be seven or eight years later, and then we can just let Lao Ma upgrade his equipment. It's just an "arms race" after all. With the strong backing of Concentrated Fire Defense, they can't lose.

"These equipments will be ready by the end of the year and will be delivered around New Year's Day."

After some calculations, Xia Yu gave an accurate time.

"No hurry, I just hope Mr. Sherlock can help. Whether it's formal employees or members of the village protection team, we hope to start their training in Afika."

Marquez said solemnly.

If it were in Mexico, which is in dire straits, those drug lords would probably come and fire a few rockets every few days.

Only by training in Afika to the point where they can form combat effectiveness and be pulled back to fight can we cope with the complex situation at home.

"And Rudolph, I hope his internship period can be extended until the company officially opens."

Lao Ma talked about his son again.

It was CJNJ that forced the father and son onto this path. If other drug cartels are to be blamed, they should blame El Mencho!

"This is what I should do. I won't hide anything."

Xia Yu also made a promise. He owns 30% of the shares of the new company. Even if he has to cram, he has to teach Rudolph enough. Otherwise, he will regret not having enough knowledge when he needs it.

However, there is only one boss named Huang Weasel in the PMC world. Rudolph, who has some experience in racing, helicopter and single-engine aircraft driving, finds it difficult for him to charge into battle on the battlefield like a cheating player.

But the other party's conditions are better than most people. After all, he is a rich second-generation, has no military service or related work experience, and can also master the driving of various vehicles at his own expense.

With such a foundation, even if you don't have much knowledge of military theory, you can become a professional PMC company boss.

After all, with the drug cartel as the enemy, many lessons to be learned can be more targeted.

"Let him join my crew for the rest of the operations without waiting to go back!"

Xia Yu thought about it and continued.

After a month on the infantry fighting vehicle, it is time to move on to the next stage of instruction.

Assign him to the Weasel crew, and he will give this kid an unforgettable experience.

"Really? Can I get on Mr. Sherlock's Mi-24V?"

After hearing the news from his father, Rudolf, who would not vomit even if the infantry fighting vehicle was bumpy, was very excited. He could see his own growth along the way.

Even though I am still an intern, I have been assigned to the Weasel crew today. I believe that I can become the next Weasel tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)