My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1163 - 1074: A Fierce Battle for All! Sinister Moves!
Sunset in the west.
Above ten thousand meters, a large cargo plane cruised steadily towards the east.
Four high-powered turbofan engines continuously consumed aviation fuel, sucking in air for pressurized combustion.
The high-pressure, high-temperature hot gases spewed out, quickly condensed with the water vapor in the cold high-altitude air.
As a result...
A straight white contrail formed.
In the sunlight, the large cargo plane reflected a glow.
Together with the slender contrail, it seemed to form a dazzling white sword, piercing towards the east.
Fifteen kilometers away.
An air dominance fighter flew in the same direction at the same speed.
Like a loyal guard, it escorted dutifully.
But in fact...
Its mission was to maintain surveillance, ready to shoot down the large cargo plane at any moment.
Eighteen hundred kilometers to the west.
The conflict in Baldet had spiraled completely out of control.
Because a large transport plane carrying supplies was tragically struck down by an anti-aircraft missile from within the city just before landing, resulting in the entire flight crew’s death and severe loss of materials.
Therefore, the frontline base built within the airport quickly mobilized en masse, establishing a three-kilometer defensive perimeter centered on the airport, and anyone found bearing arms was eliminated on the spot.
Such measures were naturally advantageous for the planes taking off and landing at the airport.
No one dared to pick up portable anti-aircraft missiles and aim at the aircraft, for there were drones overhead, snipers lurking above, and a large number of mobile forces patrolling.
But such strict defense and merciless killing was far too extreme.
Baldet itself was a land of war and turmoil, Nabiya’s largest base for the production and manufacturing of weapons and ammunition.
Nearly every household here had guns and ammunition; even little kids could shoot firearms.
The Marines, in order to protect the normal take-off and landing of airplanes, and their own safety, shot and killed anyone who dared to approach...
This was tantamount to igniting a powder keg. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
As the saying goes, troubled lands breed crafty people.
How could the people of Baldet be easily bullied?
In the past, they openly sold weapons and ammunition on the streets, walked and visited while carrying guns, and could shoot up into the sky on a whim...
But now?
The Marines arrived uninvited.
There were drones and helicopters in the sky, armored vehicles, and infantry fighting vehicles on the ground.
A number of innocent civilians were shot dead.
Furthermore, many devoted followers of Abulaxi and spies of YL Country fanned the flames.
The people of Baldet, who originally bore no hostility towards the Marines, were now completely infuriated.
As a result.
The Baldet region turned into a chaotic mess.
It was much like the movie "Black Hawk Down," with the Marines embroiled in intense conflict.
Under the sunset, Baldet was swept up in a bloody storm.
In streets and alleys, upstairs and downstairs, through windows and balconies...
At any moment, an AK assault rifle or an RPG launcher might extend out, spraying and attacking the Marines’ armed Humvees, armored vehicles, infantry fighting vehicles, and the like.
Describing them as a disorganized mob hit the nail on the head.
These black civilians, the diehard followers of Abulaxi, both wanted to kill the soldiers of the Star Federation and were afraid of being killed, so their fighting resembled more of a performance art.
For example, hiding behind a wall, they would stick out an AK assault rifle without looking or aiming and just spray wildly.
Or hiding behind thick sandbags, randomly firing at the Marines.
As for the RPG launchers, it was just about appearing briefly, firing the trigger, and running away after shooting, without caring about accuracy.
And those with mortars would aim in the direction of the airport, load shells randomly, fire a few and then run.
In any case, they relied on faith to hit their targets!
The whole Baldet region was in upheaval.
The Marines were trapped in a difficult fight, where it seemed armed militants were everywhere, yet everyone appeared to be a civilian.
Those firing and bombing indiscriminately would always get lucky hits.
Many soldiers, even wearing bulletproof vests with defensive plates, were hit by stray bullet fragments, wounded by blast waves, and the number of casualties grew.
Urban combat is inherently brutal.
The most tragic was being surrounded and attacked by hundreds of thousands of people of Baldet.
What was more infuriating was Baldet airport.
Although air transport had brought in counter-battery radars, what use were they?
Baldet was practically fully armed; mortars, grenade launchers, and other such classic weaponry were just too abundant.
These local citizens were particularly familiar with the location of the airport.
Standing anywhere on the street, they would know the straight-line distance to the airport.
Setting up mortars, continuously loading shells, firing three to five rounds and hastily retreating, the whole process taking less than a minute.
Although mortars involved curved shooting with slow shell speeds and even audible screeches.
But there were so many that attacked with such stealth and speed, how could one retaliate?
On the counter-battery radar screens, a dozen or more targets would frequently appear.
How could they counter these cheap shells with missiles?
There were no missiles capable of accurately hitting these small-volume mortar shells!
As for retaliation...
How to retaliate?
The Marines’ artillerymen at the airport, based on radar tracking data, quickly adjusted the fire control data and returned fire, but by then the enemy had long gone.
Thus.
A huge airport had virtually no absolutely safe places.
These randomly bombarding citizens of Baldet made the impact points of the shells too unpredictable.
