Chapter 8: Destroying Missile Bases

  Suddenly revived machine gun firepower points continuously swept bullets towards Lao Li and others. With the sound of "autumn autumn" from the machine gun bullets, the sound of bullets hitting human bodies came from beside Lao Li, and three soldiers fell down one after another. Lao Li and other soldiers who were not hit also fell to the ground at once.

  "Dadada. Dadada." The opponent's machine gun bullets continued to fire, and the bullets quickly cut off all the thatched grass near Lao Li and his men. At the same time, the back-and-forth sweeping bullets also "autumn autumn autumn" made the place where Lao Li and his men were lying down a "boiling" mess.

  Lao Li and a group of surviving warriors were all suppressed under the heavy machine gun, in the dusty flying, Cheng Feng saw an attack being blocked.

  "Old Li, Old Li, are you alright?" Cheng Feng shouted loudly in his helmet's earpiece.

  "Pffft, it's nothing, I'm fine," Lao Li replied, spitting out the mud from his mouth as he spoke.

  "Alright, I've got three wounded soldiers, unclear situation ahead, let the tank blast it away," replied Old Li, spitting out mud.

  Before Cheng Feng could even open his mouth, Tank 161 and 163 had already charged towards the machine gun position. With a "whoosh" sound of two cannonballs cutting through the air, the muzzles of the tanks flashed red, followed by two clouds of smoke rising from a distance. Cheng Feng saw the Indian army's machine guns and shooters' severed limbs flying over 10 meters away.

  The revived firepower was knocked down, the tank's cannon fire was really accurate, and Cheng Feng also admired these tank gunners who were invisible and intangible in peacetime.

  "Good job, good job, Commander! Please keep providing artillery support with the tanks, we're going up!" Old Li said, waving his hand and leading a few remaining men to charge towards the left side of the high ground.

  Suddenly, several firepower points appeared in the depth of the position again, accompanied by the sound of "da da da, da da da". These machine guns blocked the road for Lao Li and Lin Yi to advance once more, and Lao Li's charging formation was suppressed again.

  At the same time, in the direction of Lin Yi's attack, the Indian army seemed to have suddenly collectively revived, not only blocking with heavy machine guns, but also firing small-caliber howitzers. The "boom" sound of several 60mm shells instantly enveloped Lin Yi and the second squad, and the black smoke from the explosion made it impossible for Cheng Feng to see the specific situation, he could only tell that Lin Yi's group was in a precarious situation from the size of the explosion and the intensity of the situation.

  "It's all over, it's all over. Lin Yi must have gotten into trouble, how can I explain this now?" Cheng Feng's heart sank as he saw Lin Yi and the second squad disappear into the smoke.

  "Boom!" 161 and 163 opened fire, several shells whizzed again and flew towards the Indian army's blocking position. With the explosion sound, Cheng Feng saw several bodies and limbs of the Indian army flying up. At the same time, 163 and the rear 165, 164 vehicles' 12.7mm machine guns also fired at the Indian army's pre-set position.

  For a time, the tank guns and howitzers, as well as anti-aircraft machine guns, together poured death and hatred over the small hill, for a time the Indian army's position was pounded into dust, and the machine guns and mortars temporarily lost their ability to fight back.

  As soon as they saw this, the infantry under the cars almost shouted in unison "good". But just as the word "good" fell, another anti-tank missile flew towards 161, and at the same time, the front armor of car 163 was hit by a rocket. The reactive armor on the front deck of 163 exploded with a loud noise, and a metal jet mixed with orange flames shot forward in an instant, causing 163 to tilt several meters to the left.

  However, the 12th modified main battle tank with good anti-bullet ability is not bragging. Although it still has differences in comfort compared to American tanks, the 12th modification has a huge leading advantage in other aspects. Due to domestic confidentiality principles, these data are not known to outsiders, nor do they know themselves.

  In the end, whether a weapon is good or bad depends on the test of war. Many things are fine in peacetime, but once they get to the battlefield, it's completely different. This is especially true for Cheng Feng regarding his assault rifle. In his opinion, the 97 assault rifle is not suitable for field battles and assaults, only suitable for use by armed police units.

  The firepower is concentrated, but for the field troops, the lethality of this gun is far from enough, and the accuracy is also much different from the old guns before. Moreover, this good-looking 97-style often malfunctions in harsh environments. This gun is not as good as the previous 81-style 7.62mm old gun, if there's a choice, Cheng Feng will definitely take an old 81.

  The missile aimed at the 161 turret hit the middle of the 161 turret, which is the most solid part of the tank. If it weren't for two missiles hitting the same position or directly at a 0-degree angle, the warhead would not have penetrated the armor.

  With a loud "boom", the reactive armor on the front of 161's turret burst open, and a reverse metal jet exploded the missile that had just hit the turret of 161, two metal jets colliding with each other to weave a dazzling flame.

  "161, 163, report damage!" Cheng Feng shouted into his mic as soon as he saw this scene.

  "161 is clear, 161 is clear, continue firing, supporting infantry."

  "It's okay, 163 is fine, it's okay" Hearing the trainmaster's voice put her at ease, but what about Lin Yi?

  Through the telescope, Cheng Feng saw that the remaining soldiers of Class 2 were still moving towards the small high ground in a serpentine manner during the interval after the tank's shooting, but Lin Yi was nowhere to be seen. Was he injured or had he already sacrificed?

  "Lin Yi ah, Lin Yi, where has this little guy run off to?" Cheng Feng asked himself in his heart.

  In the telescope, Cheng Feng saw Lao Li and his squad approaching the trench again. He clearly saw that Lao Li had already exchanged hand grenades with Indian soldiers at a distance of less than 20 meters. In the midst of the "boom" explosions and black smoke, several soldiers from the squad fell down. However, before the smoke dissipated, Lao Li was nowhere to be seen. Cheng Feng knew that Lao Li must have charged forward.

  "Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat", with the familiar sound of the Type 07 rifle firing, Cheng Feng knew that Old Li had succeeded. Immediately after, Old Li's voice came from the earpiece.

  "Successfully occupied the position, killed 16 enemy soldiers, captured two anti-tank missile launchers and eight missiles, as well as a batch of military supplies."

  "Good job, Old Li. Take away everything that's useful and can be carried, destroy what's useless on the spot. Where's Lin Yi?" Cheng Feng asked anxiously.

  "I didn't see, I couldn't see the situation on the right side of the position here, only heard gunfire, this kid probably also rushed up." Old Li replied.

  Before hanging up the phone call with Old Li, two loud explosions suddenly came from their right side. At the same time, a large amount of black smoke rose and rushed straight into the sky. Then, several people quickly ran to the right side of the position that Old Li and his men had just occupied.

  Cheng Feng looked up to see that it was Lin Yi and two soldiers from the second squad, they jumped to the edge of the trench and waved their hands at Cheng Feng's side, indicating that they had succeeded.

  "Report to the company commander, we destroyed one enemy ammunition depot, blew up two enemy transport vehicles, killed 6 enemies, and captured 4 anti-tank missiles and 4 air-to-air missiles." Lin Yi reported into the microphone.

  "Lin Yi, Lin Yi, listen up! Head to the left flank of the battlefield and rendezvous with Deputy Commander Li. Destroy all enemy weapons on site, then bring back the wounded and fallen comrades." Cheng Feng felt a wave of relief wash over him as he saw that Lin Yi was unharmed.

  "January 1st, this is 161, I repeat, 161. Vehicle-mounted database has received forward warning information, enemy armed helicopters are approaching, enemy armed helicopters are approaching, we need to prepare for battle." The voice of the tank commander came through Cheng Feng's earpiece.

  "Roger that, roger that, immediate air defense deployment on site, infantry set up air defense zones, launch smoke bombs." Cheng Feng finished the command in one breath. At the same time, he quickly switched the channel back to the communication channel with the infantry and continued to issue commands.

  "Three rows, three rows, open air defense radar, receive forward pointer related data, prepare shoulder missile."

  "The second platoon assists the tank and prepares to fire anti-aircraft machine guns. The first platoon continues to sweep the small high ground, preparing to withdraw." Cheng Feng issued two consecutive orders in one breath.

  "Second row ready", "third row ready". The voices of each row preparing came through the earphones. Everything was ready, just waiting for the enemy's armed helicopter to arrive.