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

Chapter 572 A fatal blow, stirring up the storm
Now isn't this used? Hiding in the mausoleum to avoid the limelight, and then returning to Jumali to start a second business, making the Jumali youth team great again.

"We have set up a tight net in the direction of Kenni Pass, and they only have one way to go, which is Laosai Obi Pass."

In the concentrated fire defense outpost camp, Xia Yu also mentioned Grandma at the meeting.

This East Philippine power that once gave the Italians a hard time is also a large alliance. Each tribe or state is highly autonomous and has its own government and army.

Once there is a conflict with the central government, won’t they just start fighting?

But the heat of this civil war is too low internationally.

Now everyone's eyes are on Eastern Europe, and they only see how many armored vehicles and fighter jets have been destroyed by both sides.

But this is just the beginning. Even the fight with Xu Xin, who lives next door to Grandma, is not exciting. Except for the northern part of Afika, the rest of the country is a forgotten land.

This is also the reason why PMC company does not show its presence in public and spreads its information by word of mouth.

However, as Thompson said, there will always be private military contractors entering the market, and these guys are the epitome of those who value money over life.

"This means that the location of our outpost camp is a bit far away. We must set up a temporary supply point here to replenish fuel and ammunition."

Xia Yu said this and clicked on a marked coordinate point.

"I must emphasize again that this will be a long operation that cannot be completed in a few hours. Air support will not be available at all times. I can only guarantee that artillery support will be available upon request."

The Jumali youth team is going all in, so of course the focused defense team must follow suit.

Xia Yu will mobilize all his second-line forces to pursue and intercept the enemy, and casualties are inevitable in the process.

He has prepared himself mentally for this and is determined to make the Jumali youth team pay with blood.

"Boom~boom~boom~~"

For the next week, the Fighting Falcon Squadron, which was focused on fire defense, bombed every other day. After the fourth bomb drop, the enemy finally responded.

In the darkness of night, several severely damaged outer outposts evacuated first, unaware that concentrated fire defense had already opened a pocket in the places they had to pass.

Guiding the enemies to make decisions they think are correct and letting them walk into the abyss, this is what Xia Yu has been doing.

Officers who have attended military academies and received formal military command education are not easy to deceive, but these wild foxes in extremist organizations are always easy to deceive.

It is better to disband on the spot within the territory of Jumali than to go to Xisai. With the pocket formation set up by concentrated fire defense, this is destined to be a death march.

It’s a pity that they don’t have a God’s perspective and cannot see their own ending.

"Let's go, we will come back one day."

As the last person to evacuate the stronghold, Abdi said to his men.

People who have ambition should be praised, but bragging is wrong. They can neither go out nor come back, and it is better for everyone if they are eliminated on the road.

"emission!"

The CH-4 No. 5 aircraft overhead dropped an FT- small-diameter precision-guided bomb.

"Boom~~"

The bomb exploded in the middle of the evacuation line, and the small munition, only one-third the weight of the GBU-12, caused greater damage.

Dozens of people fell to the ground one after another, and more militants who were hit by shrapnel lay wailing on the ground.

Abdi, who was at the end of the team, felt nervous. How come the concentrated fire defense pursuit came so quickly?
"Quick, spread out the formation, this is their drone."

He quickly thought of the reconnaissance and strike drone used by Jihuo Defense, but this thing should not have a large payload.

"Puff~puff~~"

Sparrowhawk B also fired two Switchblade-300 rounds.

"Boom~Boom~~"

The Jumali Youth Team had no valuable targets left. Two cruise missiles hit their two motorcycles one after the other.

Anyone who can still ride a motorcycle at this moment is a leader. It is worth killing one with one shot, not to mention the shrapnel that will be scattered, which may injure six or seven members.

"Du~du~du~~"

The portable anti-aircraft missiles that were locked onto the Sparrowhawk B sounded a warning tone, indicating that they could be fired, and the few remaining anti-aircraft shooters simply pulled the trigger.

"咻~咻~~"

This counterattack, in addition to wasting two missiles, also exposed the position of the anti-aircraft shooter.

"Puff~puff~~"

Before they could reload, two cruise missiles came over following the smell.

"Boom~Boom~~"

The exploded Switchblade-300 directly detonated the spare missiles. The militants along the way lost all their reliable air defense forces and were left with only some modified rockets.

This thing couldn't catch up with the drone at all. Fortunately, a Sparrowhawk B only had 6 rounds of bombs and it quickly used up all the ammunition.

But the large force that had received the news had already taken off and was now rushing towards them.

"Quick, speed up. When you hear the sound of the helicopter, scatter and hide on the spot. When their fuel runs out, regroup and march."

With the patrol team acting as observers, the Jumali youth team is learning and improving very quickly!
Endurance is indeed the Achilles' heel of the helicopter platform. It can only fly for two or three hours at most relying on internal fuel. If it hangs auxiliary fuel tanks, it will have to use a dragon frame, and the firepower delivery capacity will drop immediately.

Therefore, the importance of front-line supply points becomes increasingly prominent. After each round of attack, they return to replenish fuel and ammunition to minimize the firepower window on the battlefield.

"Wow~Wow~~"

A roar that shattered the air was heard, and the deadly doe appeared again at the end of the sky.

"spread!"

As soon as the leaders shouted, all the militants hid.

"Yo, you're playing hide-and-seek."

Xia Yu couldn't help but tease.

What is more troublesome than these guys hiding in the woods is that they are hiding in the tunnels. The reserve of earth-buster bombs for concentrated fire defense is not much, and the client's budget is limited, so they still have to be driven out and then eliminated.

"Pay attention to the portable anti-aircraft missiles. Each of you will be assigned an area and hunt freely!"

"Yes, boss!"

The four Hinds spread out in formation, flew in different directions, and then ignited their rockets:
"咻~咻~咻~~"

Countless S-8S dart shells penetrated into the secret woods, scattering N×2000 arrow-shaped fragments in all directions.

The simplest fortifications and a shed can withstand this level of attack, but if the only defense is leaves and vines, being stabbed like a hedgehog is inevitable. Similarly, branches and vines cannot withstand 30mm cannons and 12.7mm Gatling machine guns.

After the four Hinds had fired 4 rockets and thousands of bullets, they returned to the front-line supply point for resupply without looking back.

The militants who returned to the road counted the number of people and found that 10% of them were killed or wounded.

The situation in other directions is better. The effect of machine guns spraying water from a long distance is definitely not as good as rockets, but the number of helicopters in the second-line fleet is four times that of the Hind Squadron.

As the firepower density increased, it caused 3% casualties to the target. More importantly, after they ran out of ammunition, they delivered the pursuit team behind enemy lines to the ground.

Three Weasel airborne combat vehicles and six cat vehicles chased along the mountain road. When they reached a point where they couldn't get past, there were transport helicopters to provide support at any time. They soon caught up with the Chumari youth team, which had only donkey carts and motorcycles.

"Woo~~"

First use Wu-2 to confirm the enemy situation, then send out the FPV self-destruct drone to catch the machine gunners and RPG shooters and blow them up until only the rifle shooters are left.

Of course, the donkey carts carrying mortars and supplies could not be spared.

"Dong~dong~dong~~"

The Weasel airborne tanks chased after them and fired a volley of bullets from their machine guns. These Jellyfish donkeys only hated themselves for not being born in the land of fruit.

"This is what mountain troops should do. People will get bored if they keep drilling on infantry fighting vehicles every day."

The Austrians who have been transferred to mechanized infantry still miss the days of being hunters, but after joining the concentrated fire defense, they found that mountain hunters are more suitable for drones.

Especially in a pursuit battle like this, you can kill the enemy invisibly without even showing your head.

"I heard that Eastern Europe is doing the same thing now. Main battle tanks worth millions of dollars were replaced one by one by time-travel machines. Don't they have jamming equipment? At worst, the armored assault team should assemble a Tunguska!"

"Maybe this problem was discovered during the fighting. Gna and the military are not on good terms, and the combat experience they accumulated in Afika has not been promoted."

"That's really abstract. There are plenty of tanks in the tank graveyard. There is no way to refurbish the elite crews. It would be a shame to replace them with drones worth a few hundred dollars."

It's like this, a suicide drone replaces a vehicle crew in Eastern Europe, and three to five black guys in Eastern Philippines, and at most a donkey cart.

To be honest, it is too unequal. That is to say, 80% of Xia Yu's ammunition only requires material costs, otherwise it would be far less cost-effective than exchanging drones for main battle tanks.

Alas, it's because his targets are poor. They can't even afford T-54/55 and T-62, so they can't achieve such an exaggerated cost-effectiveness.

The Jumali Youth Team, which originally controlled most of the country, was not considered poor, but in this mountainous area where the altitude difference was often one or two thousand, they really could not afford tanks. They really had money to spend, but fortunately they could still leave it for concentrated fire defense.

"Dong~dong~dong~~"

The Weasel airborne vehicle in front fired again, and Group 4, who were having afternoon tea at the back, quickly started the car and caught up.

The militants, who were being chased like dogs, were gasping for breath. They wanted to disperse and run deeper into the forest, but as soon as they changed direction, drones would bomb them.

When we got back to the main road, another infantry fighting vehicle suddenly opened fire, and those who were hit were like they were blown up. It was like a nightmare, and we couldn't wake up even if we wanted to.

If I hadn't joined the Jumali Youth Team, I wouldn't have had nightmares. I was engaged in holy war all day long and never thought about living a good life.

"Dong~dong~dong~~"

The deadly sound of artillery fire rang out again, and the militants, who had slowed down their pace, started running again.

As the race continued, the number of people continued to decrease, and time turned from day to night.

The ground forces that had run out of ammunition supplies were pulled back to the outpost camp by Chinooks and Sea Knights to rest and prepare for another battle the next day.

The artillery units were fixed in their positions, and the close protection of two village protection team combat squads at each location meant they didn't have to worry about the night raids by the Jumali village protection team.

Abdi, who had suffered heavy casualties, was unable to send out the vanguard for the night attack, not to mention that under the electromagnetic suppression of the concentrated fire defense, he could not contact his subordinates who were scattered everywhere.

Damn it, did the Concentrated Fire Defense know that we were going to retreat towards Xisai?

After Abdi found out that he was fooled again, he was disheartened for a while. The man named Sherlock set up a big trap for him and tricked him into withdrawing the main force back to the mountainous area. Then things developed step by step to the current state of uncontrollable.

"Weasel? He is indeed as cunning as a weasel. I'm afraid Dong Fei will be captured by him after this time."

He sighed deeply, flipping through the thick stack of information related to Fire Defense, and said helplessly.

In the vast Afika continent, the company's main markets are the West Philippines, Central Philippines and North Philippines. Only the relatively peaceful South Philippines and the more distant East Philippines do not have many footprints.

But once Chumali was taken over by the other party, the entire Dongfei market was also taken over by the other party.

Even if Focus Defense does not participate in the Siberian civil war that has already broken out and the Sudanese civil war that is about to break out (there are signs that can be speculated), they can still sell equipment and services.

There is no war in southern Afica, but public security is still very poor. If the village protection team expands again, it will be natural to export security services to meet the security needs of companies and individuals entering the southern Philippine countries.

In this way, the entire Afika market will be taken over by Jihuo Defense, and then merged with its subsidiaries in various industries into a group, and a unicorn company with a valuation of hundreds of billions of dollars will be born.

Abdi knew that the Jumali Youth Team was a stumbling block on the road to the birth of this enterprise, and he was destined not to see the birth of this company that stirred up the Afika storm.

Abdi, whose eyes are limited to the continent of Afika, simply cannot see that the concentrated firepower of the An-124 fleet and even the An-225 defense is stirring up world affairs.

Afika is just the place where the dream begins. The market of Firepower Defense should not be divided by continental boundaries, but by land, sea, and sky.

Even though he didn't know about Xia Yu's business empire, Abdi regretted going against Jihuo Defense.

The old extremist organizational structure of the Jumali Youth Team will eventually be eliminated, and only extremist organizations hiding in the shadows like AIS-AIS-Khorasan can adapt to the new era.

It is easy to collect taxes by becoming a local tyrant, but it is also easy to be targeted, especially when facing a PMC company with strong strike capabilities like Focus Defense.

It was necessary to make sure that their machine guns and rockets could not find their targets. Unfortunately, it was too late when Abdi realized this, and the ship was too big to turn around.

The big ship of Jamali was destined to sink. After suffering a series of blows, he was mentally prepared for this.

"Let's disperse. There's a trap ahead. Let's not go to Azai Obi Ya, let's disperse in Juma!"

Looking at the rising sun, Abdi gave the order with a tired voice.

This was also his order after he became the leader of the Jumali Youth Team.

After eating a meal of corn fufu, Lao A pulled out his pistol without hesitation and pointed it at his temple.

"Bang~~"

When faith dies, death is no longer scary.

It’s a pity that Abdi’s order was only conveyed to his group of people.

Because of the electromagnetic suppression, the people in other directions rushed towards Xisai without looking back and continued their death march.

"Dong~dong~dong~~"

"咻~咻~咻~~"

The armed helicopter platform that is responsible for concentrated fire defense, its machine guns, cannons and rocket nests are all being used at overload.

(End of this chapter)