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Chapter 144: Repeated defeats and repeated battles, a great victory

The periscope on Landen Heights is the latest equipment imported from the United States by the Six-Pointed Star.

This periscope not only has a long-range vision and clear resolution, but also has color night vision capabilities.

Although it was already dark, David could still clearly see that there were four neatly arranged round holes in each of the raised cargo beds.

That's not a round hole at all, it's clearly Hamarab's steel tube rocket!
Damn, this is not a three-wheeled troop carrier, it's clearly an improved steel tube rocket!

David's shrill voice echoed throughout the building.

The more than 200 people stationed here were awakened from their dreams in an instant. Before they had time to figure out the situation, they saw a huge fire outside the window!

The unique whizzing sound of rockets being launched and cutting through the night sky makes people's scalps tingle.

As soon as David fell to the ground, he felt the whole building shaking violently.

Although the accuracy of this rocket is not high, it has a high density!

In order to capture the Landen Heights, Sinwal specially deployed 400 rocket launchers and 100 gas tank mortar launchers here.

With 1,600 rockets, even if they were fired, they should have flattened the entire building, not to mention the powerful weapons like the gas tank mortars.

The building was soon hit one after another. The continuous shock waves made David's face pale and he curled up in a corner.

"Colonel, don't curl up into a ball. Lie down with your limbs on the ground. This can effectively reduce the damage of the shock wave!" The captain next to him reminded.

Under such firepower coverage, this reminder seems more or less a little late.

The entire building was shaken by the explosion. Not only could it not launch a decent counterattack, it couldn't even stand up.

In a house not far away.

Ali held a telescope and looked at the collapsing building. He muttered to himself: "When you are poor, you can use tactics to intersperse. When you are rich, you can use firepower to cover. The teacher from the East really didn't lie to me!"

Compared to shooting from behind, this kind of fire coverage is obviously much more time-saving and labor-saving.

The soldiers of Hamarab looked at the Landeng Plateau which had turned into a sea of ​​fire, and they all raised their AK47s and celebrated.

"Hahaha, these bastards, are they badly beaten now?"

"This car is really amazing, and it explodes so accurately!"

"One round of firepower coverage destroyed the enemy like this. It is worthy of being a rocket launcher. It is great."

"Simple, convenient, and fool-proof. How come I haven't seen this kind of equipment before?"

"It is said that this is a new device developed by a big country in the East. We are the first group to use it. I don't know if we can make it in the future."

"Honey, yes, we will, but we have to beat these bastards away!"

Several Hamarab soldiers squatted on the ground, looking at the tragic situation on Landeng Heights, smoking and discussing.

After the bombing, Ali personally took the gun, pushed his adjutant aside, and shouted: "Brothers, take Landon Heights, now, everyone follow me!"

After he finished speaking, he fired a burst of bullets at the high ground with the AK in his hand, and then rushed up without looking back.

The leader's leading by example has a terrifying demonstration effect.

At that moment, almost all of Hamarab's soldiers rushed to the high ground with their weapons in hand.

Xinwal watched this scene through the drone, and his eyes were filled with tears of excitement.

He murmured to himself, "My friends in the East are right. We have to learn from them about building an army and training soldiers."

"There's a real difference between coming with me and coming for me!"

The Landen Heights were almost completely plowed by artillery fire.

The buildings of the main defense position were blown down, and the outer fortifications also suffered a devastating blow.

When Ali led his men to rush to the high ground, they only encountered sporadic attacks from a few survivors in the outer positions of the hexagram.

This kind of blocking did not last long. Lacking the will to fight, those guys quickly surrendered. After the Hamalabar flag was planted on the high ground, Ali still felt like he was dreaming.

Such a solid fortress height was taken down so easily.

The feeling of having sufficient firepower was so good that he felt like he was suffering from a severe fear of insufficient firepower.

The other side of the battlefield.

Amir's front-line command post also came under concentrated fire from three-wheeled rocket launchers.

Fortunately, as a front-line commander, he had learned from the lessons of his predecessor's death and had moved his headquarters into the air-raid shelter long ago.

The fully fortified command center is much more defensive than the building on Landon Heights.

After Amir withstood a wave of concentrated fire, he began to organize his subordinates to counterattack, and their air force also rushed to the battlefield as soon as possible.

The F16 fighter jet arrived at the battlefield within fifteen minutes.

These fighter pilots almost vomited blood on the spot when they saw the tricycles evacuating from the battlefield.

Each Sidewinder missile carried by the F16 fighter is worth more than one million US dollars.

Do I really have to use missiles worth millions of dollars to blow up those tricycles?
"Damn it, what are you still hesitating about, why don't you open fire?"

"After the missiles are fired, use the machine guns. I want to make all those broken tricycles in Hamalabur disappear, leaving no one behind!" Amir roared angrily.

Listening to the commander's roar on the communication channel, the fighter pilots pressed the launch button helplessly, and then began to fly their fighter planes and sweep the ground with machine guns.

A night of firefights.

After dawn, Amir and Sinwal each received a summary of battlefield intelligence.

Amir looked at the battle report in his hand, slammed the table in disbelief, and shouted, "Landeng Heights was lost?"

"They didn't even send out a distress message, and they just lost such an important strategic high ground to me?"

"There are more than two hundred people, that's more than two hundred pigs. It will take Kamalabo a whole night to catch them, right?"

"Why didn't anyone report to me? Could it be that they were completely wiped out?"

The adjutant looked at the irritable Amir, nodded reluctantly, and said, "Commander, it is true, according to the intelligence provided by our insider."

"Landen Heights was their main attack direction last night. Hamalaber deployed a large amount of heavy firepower there. It fell in fifteen minutes."

"The defense building collapsed. Except for the twelve people who were captured, everyone, including Commander David, was killed in action!"

Amir took a deep breath and his defense was instantly broken.

In just one night, most of the strongholds he had worked so hard to build were destroyed, and the number of casualties rose to an intolerable number.

If this number is reported to the country, I dare not say anything else, but I will definitely be brought to a military court!

"Commander, how should we report this matter to the country?"

"Report truthfully!" Amir sighed and said helplessly.

The adjutant nodded and said, "Okay, then, Commander, I will report the truth!"

"We suffered heavy enemy fire last night. We fought again and again, but at daybreak, we finally fulfilled our mission, held our position, and won a great victory."

"The current situation is extremely dangerous. The enemy may come back at any time. Please request quick support from the country!"

Amir was stunned when listening to the battle report prepared by his adjutant. It was clearly a great defeat last night, but why did it sound like a great victory to him?

Although the results of fighting and failing again and again and fighting and failing again and again are the same, the way they are expressed is very different.

This is really amazing. I never thought I could report the results of the battle in this way!
Xinwal looked at the battle report in his hand, and his mood was extremely heavy at the moment.

I didn't expect that in one night's operation, I lost hundreds of tricycles. Is this fair?
(End of this chapter)