Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 452 Rocket Bombardment

In the blink of an eye.

Twenty seconds had passed since the engagement began.

The Stone Falcon continued to rely on its speed and various high-speed maneuvering air combat techniques to evade the barrage of high-altitude enemy aircraft from the ground.

25 seconds later.

The Red Turban Army's long spears continued to fire at the helicopter, relentlessly unleashing firepower in an attempt to shoot it down.

After firing a burst of aerial cannon fire, Jackie Chan did not launch any further attacks against the Red Turban Army, focusing instead on evading them while climbing higher.

Half a minute later.

Everything has changed!

Having climbed to over 1000 meters, the Rosa dauricus performed a perfect somersault in the air, its fuselage completing a difficult 180-degree flip.

"Buzz—"

The helicopter engine roared.

Jackie Chan meticulously performed the inverted maneuver of Levis Man, finally completing the preparatory movement at this moment.

After escaping enemy ground fire, just before reaching its apex, it rotates 180° around the rotor axis, turns back, and immediately enters a dive attack.

This is the "Levisman Inverted"!

The main objective of this tactic is to quickly disengage from enemy ground attacks and immediately resume the offensive, thereby reducing the enemy's attack time.

This creates a tremendous "mountain pressing down" situation, putting immense psychological pressure on the enemy.

This is the essence of this tactic!

The advantage of Levisman's inverted spin is its speed, which greatly reduces the area affected by attacks.

But facing the firepower of more than a dozen machine guns, and the possibility of being covered by heavy machine gun bullets at any moment, probably no one would dare to be as crazy as Jackie Chan.

If you dive head-on from above, the chances of being killed by stray bullets are not too high.

So.

Is this suicide mission?

Jackie Chan didn't think so; in fact, he was full of confidence.

There were also knowledgeable experts in the Red Turban Army. Upon seeing the helicopter's movement, they immediately realized the danger and their expressions changed drastically.

"Bang bang bang".

Upon seeing the helicopter flip over, the burly Red Turban Army soldiers on the ZTE pickup truck immediately abandoned their attack and slammed their hands on the metal roof of the cab.

He shouted in terror, "Vinette, go! Go! Drive away! Get out of here!"

"Boom!"

Upon hearing the shouts of the strong Red Turban Army soldiers, Vinic didn't hesitate and floored the accelerator, shooting forward through thick black smoke.

And this time.

The remaining Red Turban Army soldiers were the opposite; seeing that the helicopters no longer wandered around aimlessly and were like eels, they couldn't be hit no matter how they were shot.

Instead, it swoops down from above, instantly making shooting much easier.

They were all shouting with excitement.

In the eyes of this group of Red Turban Army soldiers, the angle at which the helicopter was rushing towards them was incredibly easy to aim at, and they could hit it with ease.

But just as they were about to adjust the muzzle, they discovered that it was far more complicated than they had imagined.

The helicopter was still nearly two thousand meters in the air, and even if a bullet were fired head-on, it would be very difficult to hit a helicopter diving at high speed.

Not to mention that helicopters do not remain completely still during their dives; they also perform lateral swaying maneuvers.

Most importantly, they disregarded the consequences, stepping on the pedals and pulling the trigger to fire indiscriminately. After attacking for so long, their ammunition boxes were almost empty.

Just a few seconds later.

"Click click click..."

Ten twin-mounted high-altitude machine guns, having exhausted their ammunition, all fell silent.

Only the sporadic gunfire of Type 54 rifles and heavy machine guns remained.

The Type 54 anti-aircraft machine gun has a small magazine capacity, with a full magazine holding only 70 rounds, but its combat rate of fire is only 80 rounds per minute.

Even if it had been fully automatic since it started firing, the ammunition in the magazine would never have run out.

而58式双联高机弹箱容量为2×150，单根枪管弹药都是54式双倍，可耐不住58式射速高一大截。

With both barrels combined, it consumes 300 rounds per minute; in full-auto mode, it can empty its ammo in half a minute.

Even with sustained bursts of fire, it wouldn't last 50 seconds.

The main attacking force was the Type 58 twin-barreled anti-aircraft gun. After continuous firing, it had just run out of ammunition and stopped firing within five seconds of each other.

This caused the long, metallic dragon that had dominated the sky to disappear, and the sky became clean and clear again.

The fact that the bullets were fired precisely at the exact moment Jackie Chan launched his dive counterattack shows that this was a carefully planned and timed moment by Jackie Chan.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The remaining Type 54 heavy machine guns were still firing.

However, all of these Type 54 heavy machine guns combined could only fire a few scattered bullets per second, which was too weak and ineffective. Even with the addition of other heavy machine guns, they could not form an effective fire network.

Unless it is a professionally trained heavy machine gunner, who might be able to pose a certain threat to Jackie Chan with their accurate predictive ability.

But these chocolate-like fighters used a standard African style of fire, holding onto their bullets as long as they had them, and they couldn't control the recoil of their guns.

That accuracy...

It's absolutely unbearable to look at!

The Type 58 heavy machine gunner, who had been full of confidence, now found himself unable to fire a single shot as the armed helicopters menacingly pounced on him.

Everyone panicked immediately; their hands trembled as they changed the ammunition boxes, and the speed at which they loaded the ammunition slowed down even further.

He was originally excited and full of fantasies about shooting down "Stone Falcon Brand Tin Canned Food" with a flurry of gunfire, but now he's just covered in sweat.

"Damn it, it's here, it's coming! Hurry up and change my suitcase, hurry up!"

"Damn it, out of bullets! Why now of all times?"

"You bunch of idiots, what are you even doing? It's too late, hurry up and drive away!"

In their haste and still wanting to make a last-ditch effort, the Red Turban Army soldiers yelled at their deputy to hurry up and change the ammunition box. The quick-witted and pragmatic Red Turban Army soldiers decisively decided to make their escape.

The clattering sound of metal ammunition boxes being changed and the roar of engines filled the air as the armed pickup truck convoy was instantly split into two teams.

1400 meters away!

"You had so much fun just now, and now you think you can just run away? Do you think it's that easy?"

The fire control system indicated that it had entered the attack range and completed multi-target locking. After fleeing for half a day, Jackie Chan finally showed his fangs.

The high-explosive rockets in the rocket pods on both sides were ignited one after another after Jackie Chan pressed the fire switch.

"Crackling sound—crackling sound—crackling sound..."

One rocket after another, spewing long tails, hurtled out at supersonic speeds.

The sound of rockets being launched is not very loud, much quieter than a tank firing its cannon, and even quieter than the sound of an aircraft cannon firing from under a helicopter.

However, the characteristic of rocket pods launching rockets is that they launch at a very high speed.

The rocket pods on both sides of the fuselage fired simultaneously, and rockets shot out one after another at extremely high speed, forming dozens of fire dragons with afterimages, rushing towards the ground target.

On a pickup truck equipped with a Type 58 twin-barreled heavy machine gun, the machine gunner was personally changing ammunition and was not paying attention to the sky.

He was still muttering curses under his breath.

"A bunch of cowards, you wimps, run! Get the hell out of here! Once I take it down, that big white girl will be mine, hahaha."

The machine gunner casually tossed the empty ammunition boxes aside and went to get new ones.

"Clang!"

The heavy machine gun ammunition box crashed to the ground, but it did not wake the assistant machine gunner next to it.

"Boss... Boss, over there..."

The Red Turban Army's deputy machine gunner, his eyes glazed over, seemed to have witnessed some prehistoric horror. He pointed diagonally at the sky, his fingers trembling uncontrollably due to excessive emotional stimulation.

"???"

The heavy machine gunner, who was focused on loading a new ammunition box into the high-powered machine gun, turned around and looked up at the sky in confusion.

Small fireballs, a cluster of small fireballs.

Dazzled?

The Red Turban Army rubbed their eyes, and upon closer inspection, they discovered that it was a barrage of rockets trailing flames, not just one or two, but a vast, overwhelming swarm.

hum~

My mind went blank, and my hair stood on end.

"Run! Get out of my way, you idiot!"

The Red Turban Army machine gunner was so terrified that he wet himself. Driven by an intense will to survive, he disregarded everything else.

He kicked the terrified assistant machine gunner to the ground, ignoring his wet, pungent-smelling crotch, jumped out of the car and ran away as fast as he could.

"Rockets! Rockets! Run! Run!"

"The shells are coming, we're doomed."

"Damn it, drive faster! If we don't leave now, we're all doomed!"

This was the first time I had ever seen a helicopter rocket launcher that could be launched from such a great distance, and in such a way.

Instead of just standing there dumbly, taking forever to launch.

The Red Turban Army in the pickup truck convoy was terrified. Under the shadow of death, the entire convoy erupted into chaos, a state of unprecedented disorder.

If your aim isn't good enough, make up for it with distance.

This method applies not only to the African army but also to the African air force.

Having grown accustomed to seeing government helicopters like sitting ducks, completely lacking the maneuverability advantage of helicopters, and with firing distances all within a few hundred meters.

Rockets and cannons, which lack automatic tracking, are too far for government-controlled helicopters to hit. The solution is to get closer and then fire.

As a result, because they were too close to the enemy and lacked mobility, they were easily mowed down by the Red Turban Army.

This led the Red Turban Army to mistakenly believe that the helicopters' attack range was only a few hundred meters, even less than the high-altitude helicopters they had on hand.

But it wasn't until they saw the sky full of rockets that the ignorant Red Turban Army finally understood.

The tin cans that flew into the sky were real tin cans in the hands of the government troops, but not in the hands of the government soldiers; they were real armed helicopters.

Still the nemesis of the army!

So fierce, we can't afford to mess with them, we absolutely can't afford to mess with them.

however.

The Red Turban Army only realized their mistake at this point, but it was too late. The rockets were flying too fast, and there was no time for them to regret it.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The overwhelming stream of rockets, under Levisman's inverted tactics, spread from the front to the back of the convoy, beginning a carpet bombing campaign.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Explosions continued unabated, with dazzling fireballs shooting into the sky.

As the flames of the explosion swept across the grassland, a carpet of fire, tens of meters wide, began to weave rapidly, creating a truly spectacular scene.

The fiery red, distorted visuals made it seem as if the air itself had been ignited.

As flames blazed skyward, a fierce shockwave raged, intertwining and evolving once more, perfectly enacting a scene of endless warfare amidst the smoke and fire.

The ground where the convoy was located trembled, and everything it touched was torn to shreds.

"Boom!"

The last high-explosive rocket landed, hitting the last open space. The shockwave, carrying a stream of high-temperature flames, instantly destroyed an area of ​​several meters in radius.

The three Red Turban Army soldiers who were running away were engulfed by flames without even a groan.

All that remained were charred and mangled limbs, their shattered internal organs mixed with blood, squeezed out and spraying everywhere, already scalded before they even hit the ground.

Once the rocket explosions stopped, the pickup truck positions had disappeared.

It was completely covered by thick smoke and dust.

There were no screams, no car roars, and no noisy gunfire.

Only the large patches of grass ignited by the explosion formed a raging fire, crackling and popping under the flames.

Compared to the deafening roar of gunfire just seconds before, the world now seemed unusually quiet.

"Gulp... This..."

Having narrowly escaped and hidden in the grove of trees, the tall and burly Red Turban soldier gazed at the apocalyptic scene in the distance, involuntarily swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva to moisten his throat, which was unusually dry from tension.

"He...they're all dead? Guido, are they really all dead?"

As Vinicius staggered out of the driver's seat, he stared in disbelief at the smoke billowing into the sky hundreds of meters away, cold sweat pouring down his back.

In just a few seconds, his entire back was soaked with sweat.

"They're all dead. They're all dead."

Guido spoke woodenly, his facial muscles stiff.

It was as if he was answering Vinette's question, or as if he was muttering to himself.

"I want to lock onto him. I've been searching for his flight path, but... but I just can't do it. I just can't do it, haha."

Guido laughed self-deprecatingly.

His smile was more bitter than eating bitter herbs.

"Then...then we...now..." Vinette stammered.

"Go, hurry up!"

Suddenly seeing that terrifying black shadow in the sky rapidly approaching the bombing ground, Guido jumped in fright, fearing that the stone falcon had discovered him.

Before Vinette could finish speaking, he interrupted him, jumped off the pickup truck, and slipped inside.

"Bang!"

The car door closed.

"Quick, get in the car, drive away! We can't stay here any longer!" Guido urged loudly.

"God bless, the Most High God, may He not have found us."

Vinette scrambled into the car, silently praying as he did so. Ironically, the shock of death made his movements even more agile than before.

It took less than three seconds to start and then sped off into the distance without looking back.

……

No sooner had Guido and Vinette left than the Stone Falcon swooped down from the sky, speeding across the devastated battlefield.

It is less than 30 meters above the ground.

call--

A strong gust of wind swept down, clearing away the dust, smoke, and flames that had enveloped the area.

Through the blown-away flames, one could see burning grass, a pickup truck twisted and mangled by the explosion, charred earth, and mangled corpses...

This is hell on earth!

The bloody battlefield, littered by firearms, seemed to proclaim that "artillery fire is the only truth."

Having confirmed that the battlefield had been completely cleared by dozens of rockets and that there was no possibility of any new troops remaining, Jackie Chan did not fire any more shots.

Instead, he glanced at the HUD head-up display and his lips started to itch.

hum-

Jackie Chan flicked the control stick, and the Rockhawk attack helicopter twisted rapidly in the air, drawing an obtuse-angled V-shaped arc, heading straight to the left.

Flying at a low altitude with a 30-degree tilt, the helmet sight looked towards the ground in the distance, at the last remaining survivor.

"Knock knock knock..."

The 20mm cannon spewed flames again, and a string of high-explosive semi-armor-piercing shells pierced through space, heading straight for where Cheng Long's eyes could see.

To think you could escape right under the nose of an armed helicopter is simply naive.

If they manage to escape, then the Rosa Kite's airborne reconnaissance radar system can be dismantled and discarded as scrap metal.

……

(End of this chapter)