My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1111 - 1047: Artillery Plows the Field! Deeply Encircled!
Gunpowder stings the nostrils!
Waves of heat roll!
The position, baptized by rocket fire, is riddled with craters of various sizes.
Thanks to the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft detecting the enemy movement in advance, Tang Xiao was able to notify and warn in time...
Also, because the sense of defense was in place, the decision to hold out for reinforcements led to the immediate construction of fortifications...
Moreover, the enemy’s use of the 107mm rocket launcher, a relic weapon developed decades ago.
This type of rocket, solely relying on rocket propulsion and the gyroscopic effect for positioning, lacks any guidance and correction, with a very high error rate; deviations of one to two hundred meters are common.
Before the artillery barrage, Tang Xiao had already designated the attack zone, allowing the Unmanned Attack Aircraft to drop bombs, successfully destroying a rocket launcher and a vehicle.
So this time, the rocket fire did not land much directly in the defensive position, even less near the bunkers and trenches.
Therefore, everyone was temporarily lucky, with no one killed or injured by the blast.
However, this 107mm rocket launcher is infamously known for its rapid loading and powerful firepower.
A team of experienced operators can load twelve rockets into a single launcher.
It takes less than two minutes to reload and then to fire rapidly.
At this moment.
The unmanned reconnaissance aircraft can only be used for surveillance; the Unmanned Attack Aircraft have run out of ammunition and have had to return to base.
Originally lacking long-range strike capabilities, with the departure of the unmanned attack aircraft, they were left completely helpless.
If the enemy sends more rocket launchers or even other types of artillery like howitzers or rapid-fire cannons, to bombard from several kilometers away, Tang Xiao and his team will be helpless.
Several kilometers, even tens of kilometers, far exceed the range of sniper rifles; they can only passively endure the bombardment.
Sure enough.
Less than three minutes later, just after slightly reinforcing the fortifications and piling more earth around the shelters, the second round of rocket fire came.
Like before, a continuous and fierce series of explosions occurred, and the precision seemed to have increased somewhat compared to previously.
It was clear that someone was providing them with target guidance, correcting their firing parameters.
More rockets fell within the defensive position.
The violent explosions kicked up plenty of sand and dirt, shrapnel flew, and shockwaves wreaked havoc.
Without the protection of shelters and bunkers, they would have been blown to smithereens long ago.
And the greatest pain of being bombarded is the psychological pressure.
Not knowing when it will end, not knowing if your hiding place will hold.
Under the madness of war, with the relentless ravaging by artillery fire, some people are not killed or wounded by the explosions but are driven insane by it.
Why?
Hiding in a cramped space, with constant vibrations and buzzing around you, facing imminent danger of being blown to pieces at any moment.
Under such intense psychological pressure, those new soldiers who lack the experience of war are most likely to suffer mental breakdowns.
Fortunately, the firepower of these militants is not particularly strong.
They have no large-caliber artillery to cause earth-shattering blasts.
For example, with a 155mm howitzer, one must hide in a sufficiently solid bunker.
Even digging holes to hide would require thick layers of earth; otherwise, you could be instantaneously destroyed or shaken to death.
However, even with these conditions, after the second round of rocket fire, the third round quickly followed.
This is really one round after another, when exactly will it end?
Are rocket shells not expensive?
At this rate, after a few rounds, the makeshift defense positions will be completely destroyed.
By then, there would be no need for those militants to attack; everyone would have already been blown up or shaken to death.
Waiting is a long torment. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
Tang Xiao, hiding in a shelter, wished he could control the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft to dive in and destroy those several rocket launchers.
But without the drones, there’s no way to control the battlefield situation.
Lacking long-range firepower and unable to retaliate, they could do nothing but be bombed – the feeling was extremely stifling.
As for the long-awaited support...
Qian Le, who stayed in the monitoring center, reported that the Nabiya authorities had arranged the nearest troop to come to the rescue, optimistically estimated to arrive at the battlefield in three hours, while their fighter jets were refueling and arming, estimated to take off within half an hour to provide bombing support.
As for UM, after receiving the intelligence, they promised to send troops to help, but exactly when they would deploy and how many troops they would allocate was currently unknown.
And the Unmanned Attack Aircraft that had returned after dropping bombs needed time to reload and refuel before returning, and they couldn’t carry much ammunition; it was essentially using a cup of water to put out a bonfire, almost futile.
On the other hand, the fearless Wu Jie had taken the risk and flown over more than ten minutes ago.
But he had only brought some ammunition supplies and a few people like Hu Anbiao; the effect would not be significant.
The Escort Fleet had dispatched a special forces team, but it would also take time for them to arrive, and since they had no heavy equipment, their effect would not be significant either.
In short.
This battle, caught in an encirclement in a foreign land, was destined to be particularly arduous.
They must find all means to hold out and wait for the arrival of rescue.
But...
Just as the third round of bombardment ended, those militants who had previously been lying flat on the ground, hiding behind dunes and bushes, quickly got up and sprinted over, as if running a hundred-meter dash.
Perhaps they believed that after three rounds of rocket fire had thoroughly swept the defense position, there would be no significant resistance left.
And aye, this time, they had learned quite a bit.
Not only did they spread out laterally, widening the distance between each other, but they also ran in S-shaped paths to prevent being wiped out in swathes or precisely targeted.
