On the battlefield full of wars and flas, dense bullets intertwined to form a terrifying firepower net. In between, the sounds of rocket explosions, grenade blasts, and the tragic cries of those hit made the scene even more terrifying, adding a touch of grandeur to this battlefield. The endless atmosphere of slaughter filled the sky above the battlefield.
Luo Zheng calmly ejected the empty bullet clip, replaced it with a new one, then swiftly scanned the battlefield with his tiger eyes. Seeing more enemies rushing up for support, his face turned cold, and he shouted angrily: "Snow Leopard, aim the RPG at the enemies behind and fire."
"Boom boom boom!" Countless RPG roars answered Luo Zheng, as rockets wreaked havoc again, fiercely charging towards the enemy positions like lions opening their bloody mouths. Upon landing, they suddenly exploded, spawning terrifying red lights that instantly engulfed the surrounding enemies. Once the smoke cleared, no enemies capable of counterattack could be seen around the explosion points.
The enemies rushing up for support were thrown into disarray by the rocket explosions, forced to take cover and return fire. The battalion commander leading the team, with a cold face, shouted angrily: "Stinger, fire for !"
The Stinger is a standard Sam Country man-portable air defense missile, a shoulder-fired anti-aircraft weapon used by a single soldier. It uses a passive optical dual-color seeker head with strong anti-infrared jamming capability, capable of attacking fast, low-altitude, and ultra-low-altitude aircraft and helicopters from all directions. It is highly reliable, easy to operate, lightweight, and highly maneuverable, making it an absolute big killer for single-soldier air defense, with equally formidable attack power against ground forces.
The operator imdiately took action, inserting the BCU into the missile system's control handle socket, deploying the IFF antenna, and then removing the protective cover from the front of the launch tube to reveal the transparent and fragile circular cover in front of the infrared or infrared/ultraviolet guidance head. He opened the sight, combined and connected the IFF interrogator unit to the control handle using a cable, and quickly completed visual target acquisition through the sight, estimating its distance using the system estimation device. Although the operation was complex, the operator's movents were exceptionally skilled.
On the other end of the battlefield, Luo Zheng, holding a sniper scope, watched the scene, his face stern. Unexpectedly, the enemy had brought a Stinger to the battlefield. He swiftly aid and fired while shouting angrily: "RPG, sniper, target the enemy's Stinger for ."
Upon hearing Luo Zheng's warning, everyone was astonished. The Stinger was not to be trifled with. Once successfully launched, it would surely result in heavy casualties. They quickly responded and soon spotted the enemy taking aim, their expressions drastically changing. They hastily took the initiative to fire; hitting the target didn't matter, what mattered was disrupting enemy fire and preventing their launch.
"Whizz whizz whizz!" Nearly a dozen snipers opened fire almost simultaneously, all targeting the Stinger operator. The sniper bullets whizzed away with deep concern from everyone. Unfortunately, the distance was too great; the bullets lost their montum before reaching the target, severely deviating off course, unable to affect the target.
"Boom boom boom!" Three rockets were also launched. Unfortunately, they were still too far to reach. However, the resulting smoke and deterrence gave the group a huge fright, instinctively causing them to take cover.
Watching all this unfold, Luo Zheng's face turned grim. Anxious, he urgently shouted: "Heavy machine gun, special ammo, aim at the Stinger in the back and shoot, quickly."
Upon hearing Luo Zheng's order, the heavy machine gunner hurriedly searched the area. At this ti, the Stinger operator responded and began searching for targets. Ghost Hand and others had also targeted their objective and hurriedly fired. Almost simultaneously, the Stinger was also launched. Seeing this, Luo Zheng's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Quick, take cover."
The soldiers, who were enthusiastically shooting the enemy, paused upon hearing Luo Zheng's command. Suddenly, they saw the screaming Stinger missile approaching, shocking everyone. They promptly ducked down, pouncing to the ground, covering their heads with their hands, and opening their mouths wide. Having experienced helicopter missile attacks, they no longer feared the Stinger missile's threat.
"Boom!" A missile hit the trench, producing a thunderous explosion. The missile warhead was filled with explosive fragntation high explosives, demonstrating formidable power. The fragnts wreaked havoc, and the shockwave collapsed all the surrounding trench dirt, burying the soldiers beneath.
"Boom!" Another loud missile explosion sounded, followed by another deafening blast. The entire ground shook again. Luo Zheng and others lying tightly in place felt that the explosion was not in the trench but towards the distant enemy. Doubtful, they began to climb up one after another.
Luo Zheng lay on the trench, noticing that Ghost Hand and the comrades operating the heavy machine guns were not taking cover but continuing to fire at the enemy ahead. He raised his head, astonished, then delighted, excitedly laughing. The explosion just now indeed ca from the enemy. A Stinger operator had been hit by a heavy machine gun and fell, causing the launcher's downward movent and the launched Stinger missile to strike at his feet.
The missile explosion not only blasted the surrounding soldiers away but also triggered another Stinger to sympathetically detonate. The formidable explosive power of the two Stingers was terrifying to the extre, forming a vacuum area around the explosion point. Not a soul was in sight within, while outside, corpses were littered, piled up from the blast, a ghastly scene.
"Hahaha, well done, brothers. Hook, leave so people to dig our brothers out; the rest follow and charge!" Luo Zheng shouted. The two Stinger missiles not only killed a large swath of enemy troops but also destroyed their morale. The opportunity was too good to pass up, and Luo Zheng was not about to let it slip by.
The rest also howled in excitent, climbing out of the trench, rushing forward frantically. Their hands pointed their guns at targets ahead, firing shots. They moved like released tigers, their murderous aura soaring, clouds touching the sky, their feet moving swiftly.
Hook directed people to rescue their brothers buried by the Stinger explosion and led others in pursuit, elated. But many found themselves unable to catch up with Luo Zheng. They urgently shouted through the intercom: "Injured brothers, clear the battlefield, everyone else pick up the pace, don't disgrace our Hook Tribe."
"Aoo——" The warriors of the Hook Tribe roared and vigorously chased forward. So of the injured voluntarily stopped to clean the battlefield, collecting weapons, ammunition, and supplies. These ant little to Sam Country but were treasures for the impoverished Hook Tribe.
Luo Zheng dashed at the forefront, seeing the enemy beginning to retreat, rejoicing. He was preparing to order his team to accelerate when an uneasy feeling rose within him, his face changing drastically. He swiftly slowed his pace, alertly looking to the sky. The enemy was in complete retreat, and the only threat now would co from an airstrike.
"Such a rare opportunity, am I to give up the chance to expand the victory?" Luo Zheng thought reluctantly.
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