Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 93 Contraction Tactics
"Rear sight minus 4, direction left 002, one shot, two shots!"

At this time, Song Heping was not somewhere else, but on a high tower in the work area.

The artillery position was about four kilometers behind him, located in an open space in the center of the living area.

Those Soviet-made 120-caliber mortars were brought over by Ferrari the day before yesterday.

They are not new guns, they are all second-hand goods.

But the maintenance is good and the barrel is not worn much.

Needless to say, these things once belonged to Shadamu's property.

It is probably one of the equipments directly discarded by the former government forces when the Americans attacked.

The most important thing is that the gun is easy to use.

Classic weapons have a characteristic, which is that even after decades, they are still very powerful when used.

The killing radius of the 120 mortar can reach up to about 60 meters.

A larger killing radius means that the aiming accuracy requirement is not as high.

The mortar was operated by Samir and a dozen local mercenaries.

These mercenaries all have one characteristic: they have a relatively high level of education.

Those with higher education all serve as gunners and gun commanders.

The gunner is responsible for calculating the parameters, and the gunner assigns the direction and height of the shot.

These two positions require a flexible mind and a certain level of education.

The role of artillery commander was personally taken on by Song Heping, the hunter, Gray Wolf and the cook.

This time, Song Heping prepared a big gift for Nasin.

In addition to several newly purchased mortars, Song Heping gathered more than 50 people near the living area.

He and the cook and a few others searched for commanding heights in the nearby work area, using night vision goggles to capture the attack trajectory of attackers in the distance. Each person was responsible for a direction, and when they spotted the enemy, they immediately guided the artillery fire.

The defense area of ​​the Hassan oil field is too large, which is a disadvantage.

If dozens of people were to disperse to defend, it would be tantamount to committing suicide.

It was impossible to withstand the attacks and pincer attacks from hundreds of people in different directions.

We can only adopt a contraction tactic.

Concentrate your strength on defending one point.

Use mortars to attack and continuously consume enemy forces during the attack.

Because the oil field is large, the attacker has to travel several kilometers from the edge to the center.

Since the oil field has been abandoned, many roads have long been damaged, and many have been bombed, with various iron frames and waste equipment lying everywhere.

This was tantamount to forming a natural barrier, making it impossible for Nasin's troops to reach the central area directly by car.

Song Heping has already figured out the terrain here.

If Nasin brought his men back to attack here, his pickup trucks and off-road vehicles could only be parked at the edge of the oil field, and then they would slowly close in as infantry squads on foot, and finally reach the central living area.

Therefore, they had to walk several kilometers to achieve their tactical objectives.

This also provided Song Heping with the opportunity to block and consume the enemy's forces.

The large area of ​​the oil field has its disadvantages, but if the tactics are appropriate and the strengths are maximized and the weaknesses are minimized, the disadvantages can be turned into advantages.

Under Song Heping's guidance, two 120 mortar shells fired and flew towards the wasteland outside the oil field.

One of the missiles missed the target.

But the other one landed between the two pickup trucks.

boom--

Fragments of the high-explosive bomb were sent flying in all directions.

Countless small holes suddenly appeared on the bodies of the two pickup trucks.

One of the shrapnel luckily hit the neck of one of the pickup truck drivers, and blood spurted out, covering the windshield.

The car instantly lost control, and the right front wheel ran over a small sand dune more than half a meter high at high speed, and immediately performed a flying car.

The entire pickup truck flew over three meters high and jumped more than ten meters away.

Song Heping even saw through his night vision binoculars that the pickup truck was flying in a very funny posture with all four wheels facing the sky. As it flew, the truck bed and the cab kept throwing out living people. These unfortunate people fell heavily to the ground, either with broken arms or legs, or with their necks broken.

Although the other pickup truck did not overturn and the driver was luckily not hit, the several militants standing in the truck bed were in a terrible state.

If you are hit by shrapnel in the vitals and die immediately, it is not painful. You will be at the gates of hell in a few seconds as soon as you close your eyes.

I’m afraid that the shrapnel will hit a vital part, which would be extremely painful.

Suddenly, a scream was heard in the truck bed.

The screams and the roar of the engine mixed together, sounding very strange in the middle of the night.

Two pickup trucks hesitated.

They began to slow down.

Nasin saw it from his car and yelled at Tianmen: "Go! Idiots! Do you want to die?"

He was right.

Once you launch a charge, don't hesitate.

The vehicle's deceleration was immediately noticed by Song Heping on a high tower in the distance.

He immediately issued the order to fire to the artillery position -

"Gun No. 1, left 012, sight minus 3, two rounds rapid fire!"

Pass--

Pass--

The sound of the mortar does not sound harsh, and you can't even tell from the sound that it has such great destructive power.

But the landing was different.

This time the impact points were very close.

One landed about 6 meters behind the two pickup trucks.

Another bomb exploded directly into the bed of one of the pickup trucks.

boom--

boom--

The DShK heavy machine gun on the pickup truck that was hit by the truck bed flew directly into the sky along with the shattered limbs.

"Instructor, they have mortars! Large-caliber mortars!"

Naxin's channel was in chaos.

"Blue Team is under attack, two of our vehicles were hit..."

"We were also hit by artillery fire. Their artillery fire was very accurate, and we suffered heavy losses..."

"We haven't found any enemy at all. They're not at the edge of the oil field. Should we continue forward?!"

Various voices came requesting instructions, and Nasim became furious.

If these leaders were in front of me, I would definitely pull out my pistol and shoot one of them to make an example of them!

idiot!

All idiots!

Why panic!

Is it possible to fight a war without casualties?!

He suddenly realized that these so-called "elite" soldiers of the Madih Army whom he had trained for so long were nothing more than a bunch of rubbish who were only good at fighting with favorable winds!

Even though they fought well in previous conflicts with other armed factions, when they really met someone with real skills like Song Heping, these people from the Madih Army were like a piece of shit!

This made Nasin feel extremely frustrated.

When I was captured while leading a small team to scout here, I could still find excuses to convince myself that it was because I was outnumbered, because I was careless, or because the enemy was cunning...

Now it's a head-on collision.

There were more than 200 of them, attacking separately, but the morale of the army was already in chaos before they even saw the enemy!
I have worked so hard to train them in the past two years, but I ended up with a bunch of cripples!
"All teams, charge! You won't die if you're not afraid of death! You idiots! What are you yelling about? Charge! If any team doesn't reach the oil field within five minutes, I'll blow your head off!"

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)