My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1110 - 1046: Night Battle! Bombardment! _2
Many armed militants wounded by Edison and his mercenaries are painfully wailing.
The heart-wrenching screams can be heard from two to three hundred meters away.
Some tried to come to the rescue, but...
Bang~
The crisp sound of gunfire!
A precise hit!
Among the experienced mercenaries, there are top-notch snipers.
Aiming for the head without harming the neck, disabling the left leg without touching a single hair on the right leg.
Hitting the thigh, downed with a single shot.
After falling, they screamed in agony.
The mercenaries would shoot, not to kill them instantly, but to let them slowly bleed and struggle incessantly.
On the battlefield,
Bodies are bleeding, wounded are screaming in agony.
These militants used to occasionally fire flares, fearing the inability to see the battlefield clearly.
But now...
Each one of them is hiding, wishing they could dig a hole and bury themselves in it.
The fight suddenly erupted, then just as suddenly ceased.
Unmanned reconnaissance aircraft are scouting from the sky, using infrared thermal sensing to ’see clearly’ that many militants haven’t evacuated, but are lying low and hiding.
Whether they are communicating with each other, however, is unknown, as the drones’ onboard equipment isn’t advanced enough to record accurately from thousands of meters away.
Yet despite such heavy casualties, their morale hasn’t wavered, they haven’t scattered, still lying on the ground motionless, pretending to be dead, which is highly unusual. Since when have these militants become so iron-willed?
Previously, armed forces active in impoverished and backward areas fought mainly for certain interests.
Such as fighting over territories, kidnapping people, plundering wealth, etc.
There must be some significant interest driving this armed force to attack so recklessly.
And this faction must not be insignificant for them to have reached the parachuting location so quickly after the aircraft was hit.
The airplane was struck suddenly while high in the sky, could these militants have foreseen it?
Or did they spot it by stargazing, looking up at the sky?
And after the plane was hit, everyone parachuted into this desert.
These militants arrived quite quickly afterwards, how did they find the location so rapidly?
Various indications suggest.
There must be even more powerful forces equipped with sophisticated anti-air missiles and radar systems.
These people lying low, hiding...
Even drone aerial photography reveals that they are gradually crawling backward, distancing themselves from the defensive positions.
Why maintain distance?
Clearly, they want to avoid friendly fire!
Now over three hundred meters apart, isn’t that safe enough?
What kind of attack could cause significant collateral damage?
"Not good!!"
Tang Xiao immediately pressed down on the tactical radio’s mic, yelling:
"Everyone be careful, there might be artillery strikes!!"
Besides the warning, Tang Xiao directed the unmanned drones to broaden the search area.
However, drones aren’t omnipotent; their optical and infrared sensor equipment can be easily deceived.
For example, covering vehicles or soldiers with infrared camouflage nets, blending them with the surrounding desert, makes it difficult for drones to identify.
What could the weapon be?
An air strike is unlikely; although Nabiya is unstable and chaotic, no local armed forces are known to possess their own airfields and air forces.
Could it be a large-area destructive weapon, perhaps artillery?
Self-propelled howitzers, which look like tanks, are expensive and maintenance-heavy, this group of armed forces likely doesn’t possess them.
And towed artillery would necessarily require trucks or similar vehicles for towing and pulling, and artillery positions would also be set up.
Yet on the vast landscape above, no such vehicles are visible.
"I’m guessing! Could it be rocket artillery?"
Just as Tang Xiao muttered, the Unmanned Surveillance Aircraft suddenly detected some special targets.
Hastily adjusting the course, closing the distance.
A few kilometers from the battlefield, infrared thermal detection found four small trucks.
These trucks didn’t approach the battlefield too closely and soon stopped.
Engines running on burning fuel, producing astonishing heat.
On this cold night, they could be detected from a great distance.
After the four vehicles stopped at intervals, several people jumped out and quickly fiddled with something that looked like drag-type small cannons.
Tang Xiao had the Unmanned Surveillance Aircraft get even closer and, to her surprise, found they were 107mm rocket launchers!
12-barreled rocket shells, sliding caliper sights, easy to operate, quick to load, fierce firepower...
This type of rocket launcher is convenient to carry, able to quickly enter a position.
The aiming method is simple and practical, and once fired, it completes the launch within seconds.
Before the enemy can react, they can quickly withdraw by vehicle, completing a maneuvering transfer.
With so many advantages, this type of decades-old antique weapon is still active in major conflict zones, very popular among extremists, second only to AK assault rifles and RPG rocket launchers.
"Watch out for the rocket launcher!!"
Tang Xiao shouted loudly as a warning.
She quickly dodged into a bomb shelter, squatting down with her mouth open rather than closed.
Avoiding artillery, one must not lie on the ground or close their mouth because the violent explosion vibrations can easily cause internal organ injuries and the powerful sounds can rupture eardrums.
Of course, she wasn’t just waiting to be bombed, but with amazing speed, she quickly switched operations, having the Unmanned Attack Aircraft drop the remaining missiles as fast as possible, destroying as much as it could.
However...
The 107mm rocket launcher has been globally renowned for years, isn’t its fame undeserved?
Whoosh! Whoosh!
One after another, the rocket shells ignited swiftly, the airflow kicking up rolling dust.
Propelled by the strong explosive airflow, they shot out of the rocket tubes, trailing long flames, slashing through the night sky.
One after another, like countless death rockets launching, soaring into the sky, tracing dazzling arcs.
A few kilometers distance, needing about more than ten seconds of flight.
So...
Seeing the enemy launch dozens of rockets into the air, knowing they would land nearby or even right above in about ten seconds.
This feeling... truly suffocatingly tense!
Afraid? Run? Breakdown? Cry?
None of these emotions were of any use at this moment.
Whoa... Boom!
When the first rocket landed and violently exploded, others followed incessantly.
One rocket after another, it seemed unceasing, falling from the sky and exploding upon impact.
In just a moment.
The defensive position and the surrounding area of two to three hundred meters were rocked by continuous explosions, sand and stones flying, smoke billowing.
The ongoing explosions made the ground constantly tremble.
The dull buzzing sound seemed to shatter one’s head.
No one dared to stick their heads out, as the flying shrapnel swept indiscriminately.
Hiding in the bunker fortification, silently enduring for a few seconds, the explosions finally ceased.
But if they didn’t take down the enemy’s several rocket launchers, within two minutes the enemy could reload and continue their barrage.
They might even have other artillery join in, which could be truly tragic.
How many rounds of artillery could this hastily constructed defensive position withstand?
In a moment of crisis.
Tang Xiao really wanted to ask Wu Jie, where is the support...
