Crossing through time 04, I blew up the American aircraft carrier.

The remnants of the defeated army gradually returned to Kitaf.

Exhausted, they saw the khat grass as if they were seeing family.

Chewing on khat, they finally relaxed.

Barzan breathed a sigh of relief. He thought the entire army had been wiped out, but to his surprise, two or three hundred of them returned. Combined with the two hundred or so men who had stayed behind, he could muster five hundred men!

If we hold out for another two or three days, we can continue to quell the rebellion once Sadah sends the 115th Infantry Brigade!

One battalion isn't enough, and even a brigade can't crush them.

As night deepened, the garrison of Kitaf drifted into a sweet dream.

Unbeknownst to them, pairs of eyes appeared on the hillsides on both sides, staring intently at them with eyes full of excitement.

Hamid looked down at his watch: "It's 1:30 AM. Where are Hassan and the others?"

"I don't know, they should be in place soon, right?"

"Okay, wait another half hour. Regardless of whether they're in position or not, we're going to attack! Get your lads ready!"

"Yes."

Only a few major cities in Yemen have mobile network coverage; there's nothing in the mountainous areas!

There's no electricity, so how can there be mobile communication? Cell phones don't work, and walkie-talkie signals are weak, so... transmitting messages is very inconvenient.

It was supposed to be 2 o'clock, so it had to be 2 o'clock. In fact... Hamid even hoped that Hassan hadn't arrived yet, so that... they wouldn't have to block the government army's tank force!

Those people will definitely unleash their strongest fighting power in order to retreat!

Hassan is such a good young man, he can't get into trouble!

On the opposite hillside, Kamal was also looking at his men.

"At two o'clock, we'll charge down and give them a good beating! Let's show the might of our tribal warriors to the Hadza tribe!"

"Yes."

Kitaf, southwest

In the silent night sky, the roar of the tanks was exceptionally clear, startling countless animals along the way, which scattered and fled.

"Alright, we're here!" Wattban breathed a sigh of relief in the cockpit.

To avoid alerting the garrison at Kitaf, they took a long detour, finally arriving at the designated ambush point at 1:59!

"Should we turn off the engine?"

"No need, the show will be here soon!" Qin Yuan said, jumping onto the turret and sitting down on it.

In my previous life, I had only seen it on TV. Even on the training ground, it was rare to see dozens of rockets launched at once. Now, I can finally see this spectacular sight!

It was exactly 2 a.m.

"Launch!" Taric shouted.

Fifty torches were lit together and pointed at the Hassan rocket on the makeshift support in front.

The firelight illuminated everyone's faces, revealing expressions of anticipation.

Since their uprising, when have they ever possessed such devastating weapons? They've never fought a battle with such abundant resources!

Whoosh...whoosh!

The first rocket was ignited, and a burst of intense flames shot out from its tail!

Propelled by the airflow from the burning fertilizer and sugar, the rocket shot out like an arrow!

In the darkness, the flames at the tail trailed a beautiful ribbon of light, as if they had built a bridge, a bridge for the Kitaf defenders to reach hell!

Whoosh, whoosh!

Flames kept rising as rockets were launched one after another!

In the sky, more and more flames appeared, forming beautiful bands of light, just like a meteor shower, only flying upwards!

Seeing this, Taric was deeply moved.

He faced Mecca, bowed deeply, and loudly proclaimed, "Allah Aqbal!"

The others bowed in unison, silently chanting, "Subhan Nalanbiyehrier Remi!"

After the recitation was repeated three times, the meteor shower composed of rockets disappeared from sight.

"Semiranlahulimahanmidhai," Tariq murmured to himself, "Subhannalanbiyeri'erla!"

Kitaf, on the hillside.

"It's launched! It's launched!"

Although it was impossible to distinguish each rocket, the flames that shot up from the ground were still very eye-catching!

Soon, the flames disappeared, and what I heard was... a whistling sound!

That's right, it's a howling sound!

The rocket has passed its highest point and is beginning its descent!

"Charge!" Kamal shouted.

Even as the rockets were still falling, the brave warriors of the Hashid tribe had already charged down!

On the opposite hillside, Hamid could only helplessly issue the order: "Charge!"

The original plan was to launch the attack only when the rockets landed. If they continued charging like this, they might get blown up, but... the warriors of the Slipper Army are never afraid!

"Charge!"

"Kill them!"

The shouts of battle were deafening!

Kitaf, headquarters.

Barzan woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes, and thought he heard... shouts of battle on both sides?

Barzan fully regained consciousness, and his expression changed drastically in an instant.

"Attention, enemy attack!"

boom!

At that very moment, the first rocket landed!

The shot wasn't very accurate... it landed outside Kitaf and didn't cause any damage.

But... the explosion and the flash of light... instantly awakened all the defenders in Kitafri!

Alfisol pulled up his trousers and ran out of the barracks.

boom!

An explosion rang out!

The fireball exploded more than a hundred meters away from him, and his retina was filled with dazzling light!

After a second or two of adjustment, he saw... more rockets falling, covering the sky, densely packed, just like ancient arrows!

This……

"Katyusha! Katyusha! We're doomed, we're being overwhelmed!"

Alfisol screamed in terror, trying to run, but he didn't know where to go!

next moment……

Whoosh!

A steel pipe fell from the sky and landed in front of him, less than five meters away!

Is this... a Katyusha? Why does it look so much like... a water pipe?

boom!

The next moment, an explosion rang out!

Alfisol's body was instantly torn into pieces, which spread outwards with the shockwave of the explosion.

A 76mm high-explosive grenade, with a warhead containing approximately one kilogram of TNT, can create a crater 1 meter in diameter and 0.5 meters deep!

A 122mm high-explosive grenade, with a charge of approximately three kilograms of TNT, is enough to create a crater 3 meters in diameter and 0.7 meters deep!

As for the radius of certain death, it is as high as eleven meters!

With the sound of the explosion, a huge crater appeared where Alfisol was!

The hurled soil, propelled by the shockwave, crashed into the nearby barracks.

Splash...

Rumble!

The barracks collapsed, and countless people were crushed to death inside!

This is a sight straight out of hell!

the other side.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Startled awake, Rushdie shouted as he rushed toward the center of the square.

At this point, it's all about luck, and he... has always thought he's very lucky!

Sure enough, he jumped onto the tank unharmed, crawled into the turret, and was finally safe!

As long as it's not a rocket that hits the tank directly, even if it explodes nearby, it's fine to stay inside the tank!

Bang! Bang!

The others came up too!

"What are you waiting for? Start driving now!"

"Where to?"

"Back to Sada!"

We can't stay here any longer, we absolutely can't stay!

To cover up their defeat, they claimed the guerrillas had heavy weapons, but now... they actually do!