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Chapter 284 Divine soldiers descend from heaven

Chapter 284 Divine soldiers descend from heaven
DEVGRU, SEAL Team Six.

A soldier watched as the Monte family's high-ranking officials left nonchalantly, his brow furrowed.

"Boss, the CIA and ISA have sent us messages. The people in charge of defending the coastal area are all new recruits with mediocre equipment. They've laid a lot of mines. The agents there are keeping an eye on the most critical transportation hubs. And there's no sign of a large-scale troop mobilization in Solora yet. Milton probably won't launch a main attack from this direction."

The seal's tone wasn't entirely certain.

It's not for any other reason than that Milton's territory is just too eerie; even the most elite agents could lose contact instantly if they went in.

Some of the less elite agents have not yet been exposed.

No matter how the intelligence agencies analyzed it, they couldn't find a single clue as to why the agents had been exposed. It seemed like there was no pattern at all. Whoever entered Milton's territory faced an extremely high chance of being exposed and then disappearing without a trace.

This terrifying situation led many agents to be extremely reluctant to carry out missions, and forced all agents to be unaware of each other's existence, only able to communicate with their superiors through a single line.

This greatly reduces communication efficiency.

Meanwhile, the very few surviving agents were unable to monitor all of Milton's territory and could only follow orders from their superiors to gather intelligence in some of the most critical areas.

"Hmm...that should be the case." The captain nodded, choosing to trust ISA after all. "In any case, we must combine our forces first."

"No matter what Milton does, don't be confused or manipulated by him. Just firmly carry out our goals."

"Yes!"

"..."

The two elite Red Team members were still not at ease and inspected the Monte family's private soldiers one last time.

“To be honest…” the team member patted his weapon, “these private soldiers have a bit more morale than the government troops we’ve seen before.”

Aside from their poor equipment, the quality of these soldiers was surprisingly good; they weren't as bad as I had imagined.

Even the reconnaissance soldiers did an excellent job.

The SEALs naturally sent more than just the two of them, but the Guatemalan government forces were simply too vulnerable in front of Milton, so they sent two as a precaution, in case they were defeated one by one by Milton before the combined forces could be deployed.

“Of course,” the captain said. “At least they get paid, don’t they?”

"That's true..."

"The Jaguar is in position. Milton's air defenses are no match for supersonic aircraft. If we use ground attack aircraft to wipe out his artillery positions, we'll have won half the battle."

"I heard they have Su-25s, I wonder where they got them from..." The team member wandered around aimlessly, "They're Su-25s that can carry air-to-air missiles, which actually pose a certain threat to our aircraft."

"Not much of a threat. The Jaguar can carry air-to-air missiles just like the others, and it's even faster." The captain said this with a hint of disdain. "The most important thing is the pilot... Milton, ha, a lousy warlord. No matter how capable he is, he can only develop the army a little better and use low-speed ground attack aircraft that are not so difficult to operate."

"What kind of skilled pilot could he possibly be to fight us like dogs?"

“If Milton’s air defenses and aircraft are destroyed, those few junk attack planes that the Guatemalan government treasures can also take off.”

"With air superiority, defeating Milton will be easy."

The two are currently mostly chatting casually.

The team member gave a wry smile: "Even with air superiority, even if Milton's artillery is completely destroyed, we may not be able to completely annihilate Milton's army. Don't forget, we've learned this the hard way. There was a unit that, despite losing air superiority and being outgunned, was not only able to defend but also launch a counterattack."

“Milton’s army is certainly far inferior, but don’t forget how low the morale of the government forces is. Even with all the advantages, it may only completely extinguish Milton’s hope of advancing further. As for pushing forward... I think this army will have a hard time.”

"They've been fighting such a weak resistance for decades, let alone Milton's army."

The captain shrugged: "It doesn't matter, as long as we maintain the rule of the Arsu government... When the time comes, we can just bomb Milton's city and docks with our planes, bomb his railways, drive away all those construction crews, and he'll just die a slow death."

"Either be eliminated, or make peace with Arsu and become the next Lopez."

"..."

After inspecting the troops, the two chatted casually and returned to their rooms with a satisfactory attitude, going to bed to await the next day's transfer.

After eight hours of sleep, at 6 a.m., the two opened their eyes almost simultaneously and sat up from their beds.

They exchanged a brief glance, nodded, and began to put on their various tactical gear.

A tactical vest with level 4 ballistic plates, an IBH tactical helmet, standard equipment... and a piece of equipment that looks a little strange.

It is very small, like a spherical microphone array composed of several miniature microphones, and can be easily carried by a single soldier.

"Heh... I heard that Milton has a pretty good sniper."

"No matter how powerful it is, it can't surpass technology."

"Individual anti-sniper radar... internally it's called the Boomerang type acoustic detection system." The captain was extremely proud of his country's powerful technology. "By capturing the muzzle shockwave and projectile flight shockwave of the sniper rifle through an acoustic sensor array, the location of the enemy sniper can be pinpointed within one second."

"No matter how skilled that sniper is, he can't hide himself, while we can quickly pinpoint their location in a time far exceeding the limits of human reaction and calculation."

"I heard that this thing is still difficult to mass-produce, and small-scale deployment will have to wait several more years."

"But we can use it ahead of time."

The team member sighed, "Milton didn't even know such a thing existed. He was completely bewildered and was being unilaterally slaughtered. He couldn't understand why we were able to find the well-hidden sniper so quickly."

"They're using such good equipment just to deal with a mere Milton..."

"Let's check the equipment and go."

Even after the two had finished dressing, checked all their equipment, and left their room, the Monte family's private soldiers were still slowly assembling.

Of course, the two of them were already used to this kind of thing.

They walked directly to a nearby bulletproof Humvee, got in, and planned to drive the car onto the road first, wait for the soldiers to assemble, and then lead the way to leave.

A full hour passed before news finally arrived from the various officers in the rear.

The convoy was finally ready to set off.

Boom boom boom...

As the morning sun shone down, the two seals opted not to wear sunglasses, but instead pulled down the car's sun visor.

After driving forward for quite a while—by this time the convoy was quite a distance from the defensive line, practically at the rear of it.

Almost everyone felt a little relieved.

Even though they knew that they would soon join forces with government troops to prepare for what could be the largest battle in Guatemalan history.

At least for now, they are far from the front lines and they are safe.

However, at that very moment, the captain subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that the driver's side window of the car following closely behind him had exploded into a shower of shards of glass!
His individual anti-sniper radar showed that a sniper had fired a shot not far away!

"Wait... Turn around, turn around quickly! Find cover!!!"

The seal's blood turned incredibly cold at that moment, its chill even surpassing that of a Guatemalan winter. He practically roared a warning to the entire Monte family's private army.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" "Everyone, prepare for battle! A wave of enemies is located in... direction, approximately..."

"Immediately deploy into battle formation!"

"Use armored units as cover, don't panic, don't panic! The enemy couldn't possibly get behind us without making a big fuss; it can only be a small-scale special forces unit without heavy equipment!"

"The scales of victory are on our side!"

The SEAL captain shouted as he swiftly drove the Hummer to a concealed spot and jumped out without hesitation to hide.

At the same time, he couldn't stop cursing in his heart.

If it's an elite force, he only needs to give orders; there's no need for him to say so much nonsense.

There's no way around it. These useless troops, if the orders aren't explained clearly and the specifics aren't told to them, they're fine normally, but if they're subjected to this kind of unexplained surprise attack, they're likely to collapse on the spot.

"Oh shit……"

"Milton almost succeeded."

"Thank goodness we're here!" the SEAL captain said with lingering fear. "If we hadn't come, and those incompetents were still in command, this army might have been intimidated by Milton's bluff, and we might have ended up with one man chasing after 100 men."

"If this army is in trouble, the coalition forces will be in an unfavorable direction, both in terms of the speed of their mobilization and the total number of troops."

Now, the two elite SEALs quickly stabilized morale.

Milton's risky plan will not only fail, but these special forces may even perish here!
Based on the most basic military common sense, the two SEALs were almost certain that the enemy force was only a small unit, and as long as their formation was not broken, they could achieve a decent result by relying on their armored vehicles and firepower advantage.

With the enemy appearing in the rear, the biggest problem is that the commander, who should have been in the safest position, has suddenly become cannon fodder on the front line.

Therefore, we must adjust the formation immediately.

Once things had calmed down, the SEAL, as the supreme commander, lay down on the ground and continued, "Search for the enemy. Armored vehicles, advance cautiously, and avoid being hit by their rocket launchers..."

Before he could finish speaking, a violent explosion suddenly erupted ahead!

And it was a series of explosions!
boom! boom! boom!
He stared in disbelief at the fireball rising in front of him and an infantry fighting vehicle that was instantly engulfed and blasted into a pile of scrap metal.

This...this commotion, this power, is definitely not something a "rocket launcher" could accomplish.

Even recoilless rifles can't do that!
Damn, is that a howitzer?!

Milton has superpowers; he can silently transport howitzers to the rear?!
Although judging from the activity, these are not large-caliber howitzers of 155 or 152mm, but only some mountain howitzers with shorter range and lower power, the density of the shelling is enough to show that the enemy has a large number of such artillery pieces!

Boom... Boom!

"It looks a bit like an M119..."

"And heavy mortars?"

The intense shelling and completely unexpected attack left the two elite SEALs momentarily stunned. They frantically tried to make sense of the situation.

The first wave of reckless armored vehicles and bulletproof vehicles were almost completely destroyed by artillery shells.

Before they could think for long, a large number of light armored vehicles suddenly rushed out from the side of the convoy, which was already showing signs of chaos. The heavy machine guns mounted on the vehicles were firing wildly, and together with the continuous artillery fire, they tore a huge gap in the defense line that had not yet been organized.

More convoys and infantry followed behind!

What's even more frightening is that these infantrymen are not "light infantrymen." They are fully equipped, with everything from squad-level support firepower to battalion-level support firepower. Everywhere you look, there are all kinds of guns, recoilless rifles, machine guns, mortars, and even the bulletproof vests worn by individual soldiers are in excellent condition.

Everyone!

This……

"This is no small special forces unit!" SEAL finally came to his senses, almost shouting, "This is Milton's main force! This is a massive force! There are thousands of them! The enemy's main force has bypassed our lines and our reconnaissance without us noticing, and has come behind our lines!"

"We fucking didn't even realize it until the enemy opened fire! Damn it, fucking it! The CIA's trash, and is the ISA trash too?!"

"Milton moved thousands of people and their equipment to our location?! And placed them behind us?!"

"Damn it, how did he do that?!"

The answer is actually very simple; there is only one solution.

air transport.

Only low-altitude air transport can achieve this.

To be honest, this feat is not impossible, but in my mind, it is a feat that only the United States and the Soviet Union could accomplish.

This requires strong organization, substantial funding, a large amount of equipment, high discipline, seamless cooperation between departments, highly skilled pilots, the ability to bypass enemy intelligence agencies, and robust logistical support...

In other words, only a "great" country can do it.

They never imagined that someone could do such a thing in a tiny, unheard-of country.

Even if the distance is short, even if it's a miniature, stripped-down version, it's still amazing enough.

Despite the initial shock, the sealer regained his composure and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't retreat! Don't be afraid! Their tanks can't get through, their armored vehicles can't get through, their self-propelled artillery can't get through, they only have these flimsy armored vehicles... Don't be intimidated by this show of force, our equipment advantage is still significant!"

"If Milton wants a decisive battle, then let's fight him here!"

"Listen to my command..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw a large patch of black dots appear in the sky.

And they are rapidly approaching the battlefield.

...Attack aircraft!

A dense, dark mass; judging from the intelligence reports on Milton's fleet, this could be considered the entire Milton fleet deployed.

"..."

The seal remained remarkably calm. After quickly assessing the situation, he didn't hesitate and charged towards the abandoned Hummer.

Even if there was a high chance of him becoming a target of artillery fire, he still contacted the coalition command.

He made the right decision.

"Zizi..."

Milton's main force is in the south!