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Chapter 2512 Everything Will Eventually Pass (Third Update, Please Subscribe)
Rout!

Just like the government forces' defeat back then, these soldiers in black uniforms and green caps are now also in a state of collapse.

As they retreated after being subjected to heavy artillery fire, they were unaware that the deadly onslaught had only just begun.

As these troops retreated along the defense highway, preparing to organize their defenses in the mountains, they did not notice the drones hovering overhead.

Guided by drones, the Siamese army artillery used long-range rockets to launch a devastating attack.

Slightly different from the long-range rockets used by the SEA, the rockets used by the Siamese Army do not use tungsten balls in order to reduce costs. Instead, they use cheaper steel balls. Although this reduces the ability to strike lightly armored targets, it further enhances the lethality against unprotected personnel, since the enemies it faces are mostly light infantry.

After replacing the tungsten balls with steel balls, the reduced warhead weight allows the guided rocket to have a maximum range of over 90km.

With this range advantage, it can basically ensure that the fleeing soldiers cannot escape its firing range at all.

Even more deadly are the drones that constantly hover over the heads of those fleeing soldiers. These drones, which can stay airborne for more than 48 hours, can track the retreating army 24 hours a day, ensuring that they are within their line of sight.

If the conditions are right, they will be met with a rain of iron that will kill them!
There was a time when they could make up for the lack of weapons with courage and sacrifice, but what about now?
They couldn't even see the enemy. They were killed by the rain of iron that exploded in mid-air, and the rain of iron swept away everything in its path.

Death is ever-present. Even the rainforest, which they once regarded as their protector, has now become transparent.

Chopan was undoubtedly lucky; he had already dodged two iron storms, each of which was like a raging typhoon, claiming countless lives.

Now, after entering the rainforest, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, with the canopy, they won't be able to see us anymore."

The commander at the front reassured the crowd, and looking at the terrified soldiers, he said:

"Now is the time for Anka to test us. We must, as before, ambush those foreign puppet armies in the rainforest. Under Anka's leadership, we will surely defeat them once again and win the final victory..."

Anka, which means father, is not addressed by title or comrade among them. Younger people are called by their names, peers are collectively called "brother," and older people are respectfully called "uncle" or "elder brother."

But there is only one Anka. Anka is the father of them all.

When the commander mentioned "Anka," everyone's expression turned solemn and reverent. As the commander recounted how they had defeated government forces in the rainforest, their confidence gradually returned.

As in the past, the rainforest will be their protective umbrella, shielding them from government artillery fire.

"...The puppet army now is even worse than before. In the past, the American puppet army had airplanes, but now? They don't even have airplanes..."

As the commander spoke, he was unaware that 3000 meters above their heads, a drone was watching them. While they were gathered together for a meeting and mobilization, and although they were not visible from the air due to the dense rainforest, hundreds of figures could be clearly seen through the thermal imaging reconnaissance device.

This is precisely the advantage of infrared thermal imaging – it overcomes terrain limitations such as tree cover and can locate hidden heat sources in the rainforest.

The drones spotted the several hundred-strong rout as they entered the rainforest, but initially, they were marching and their formation was loose, so they posed no threat.

But drones have been tracking them all along—the Reaper drone can stay in the air for long periods of time, possibly even more than 70 hours.

Because it can track for extended periods, the target remains under its surveillance, and the drone pilot waits for an opportunity to attack.

Now, when these soldiers, accustomed to guerrilla tactics, venture deep into the rainforest and believe themselves to be safe, and when they gather together for mobilization, the drone pilots, like hunters spotting their prey, immediately transmit their location data to the artillery via data link.

Upon receiving the location information from the drone, the gunner immediately imported the enemy's position data into the control room of the "Destroyer" multiple rocket system.

Unlike the "wide-net" coverage strikes of older conventional rocket artillery, the "Destroyer" relies on GPS + inertial guidance, and its circular error probability can be reduced to within 20 meters.

Its biggest difference lies in its ability to automatically import target location data and for its onboard computer to automatically calculate the angle of attack—a high degree of automation and informatization.

After the computer completes the calculations, the two six-tube 240mm integrated launch boxes at the rear of the rocket launcher are adjusted for firing range and angle by hydraulic presses.

"emission!"

The moment the gunner pressed the fire button, rockets were launched one after another, not in a continuous stream, but one, two, three...

Only three were launched in total.

This is precisely the biggest characteristic of guided weapons: although they are expensive, they are very inexpensive in actual use.

In a typical area-of-effect attack, at least 24 rockets would be needed to cover such a target, but now only two or three are required. This represents a significant reduction in operating costs.

As the rocket roared toward its target more than 80 kilometers away, deep in the rainforest, Chopan and his brothers were still studying. They were regaining their fighting spirit through spiritual nourishment, and occasionally they would raise their right fists and swear to defeat the enemy.

But at that moment, the rain of iron rained down once again, without any warning, and Death once again raised its scythe.

As the rocket exploded in the sky, the shockwave tore through the tree canopy, ripping off countless leaves. In the violent explosion, hundreds of thousands of steel balls whistled through the rainforest along with the leaves.

In just a moment, the people below the rainforest were filled with screams of agony as the whistling steel balls tore their bodies apart, and their heads were smashed to pieces like watermelons.

This time, however, Qiao Pan was not so lucky—a steel ball pierced his shoulder and tore his lungs apart. Lying on the ground, he looked at a scene that horrified him—everywhere he looked, there were severed limbs and wounded people struggling in pools of blood.

Iron rain!

The deadly rain of iron became Jopan's last impression of this world.

This guerrilla force, which could have operated in the rainforest for several years and caused numerous difficulties for the regular army, was silently wiped out deep in the rainforest. Even those lucky enough to escape unharmed were terrified and some even suffered mental breakdowns.

But there were many more dead, and wounded soldiers clinging to life in pools of blood, lying there in despair, letting their lives slowly slip away.

The drones hovering in the air did not let them go. When the drone pilots detected multiple moving heat sources, they immediately used Sea Serpent guided rockets to carry out targeted cleanup.

……

War broke out, but while the world focused on the conflict in the Middle East, the conflict in Zhenla went largely unnoticed.

It's not that the outside world doesn't pay attention, but rather that the battle between the Seventh Tactical Zone of the Zhenla Government Army and the Chizhen has never stopped.

For Phnom Penh, the 7th Tactical Zone in the west is the last stronghold of the "imperialist puppets," so in the past three years, they have launched many offensives in an attempt to capture the last stronghold.

Unfortunately, their attacks were thwarted every time, not because Chen Wencai's troops were particularly strong, but because they received full support from the ASEAN. The ASEAN would provide artillery support during the war, along with intelligence support from drones, making it difficult for Chizhen's army to break through their defenses.

Gradually, both sides seemed to tacitly acknowledge each other's existence to some extent. In fact, Phnom Penh had not forgotten it. In order to defeat the other side, Phnom Penh asked its allies for more M46 130mm cannons in the hope of suppressing the enemy in artillery fire. It even tried to build an air force. This was because the Seventh Tactical Region had hundreds of aircraft, from fighter jets to attack aircraft and helicopters. These were all transferred to the Seventh Tactical Region by Siam after former government air force pilots fled to Siam.

Just as they were strengthening their technical units and preparing to launch a final offensive at some point in the future, they never expected that the enemy would launch an attack on their own initiative.

"We will reclaim our country, end the suffering of our people, and restore their freedom and peace!"

When Major General Chen Wencai's speech was broadcast on television and radio, it had almost no impact on the ordinary people of Zhenla, because they did not have radios. Although many people used to have pocket radios or Walkmans at home, their batteries had long since run out over the years.

In this country, batteries have always been imported. In the past, they were imported from SEA, Siam, and Malaysia. Now, they rely on aid. However, among the batteries provided by friendly nations, AA batteries are rarely seen.

Therefore, working Walkmans were extremely rare throughout Cambodia, with only a very small number of households possessing such batteries, which allowed them to hear outside news from the radio.

"They really launched a counterattack..."

In a room in Phnom Penh, Mim listened to a speech on the radio, and a hint of relaxation flashed across his face.

The reason for this is that even as a government employee, he is filled with anxiety about the future. He doesn't know if he is safe. In the past few years, many of his brothers have been sent to K19 or disappeared without explanation.

Almost every day, he felt like it might be his last day. This constant pressure of living an uncertain life made it impossible for him to sleep soundly. Several times, he even thought about suicide.

However, suicide might implicate his family, and they would certainly be expelled from the city market after his death, so he had to live.

But only he himself knows how much pressure there is to live!

Sometimes, death is a relief, but when you don't even dare to die, the pressure of living becomes unimaginable.

And now, what does he feel when he hears this news?
It's relaxing!
A sense of relaxation like never before washed over him. Mim even understood why he had gone to such lengths to obtain a few AA batteries, his purpose being to listen to the radio for half an hour in the dead of night. He wasn't listening to the radio, but to hope.

Now, even though it's morning, upon hearing this news and considering the chaos in Phnom Penh these past two days, Mim smiled.

"Finally, we can go back to the past..."

(End of this chapter)