"Eagle One, Eagle No. 2, Eagle No. 3, here is the Eagle's Nest, here is the Eagle's Nest, please answer when you receive it! Repeat, Eagle One, Eagle Two, Eagle Three, here is the Eagle's Nest, please answer when you receive it, please answer when you receive it! ”

The crew members of the three bombers were chatting in the public channel, and the command suddenly started to call, immediately stopping the chat: "Eagle received, Eagle Nest please speak, repeat, Eagle received!" ”

"The 3rd Infantry Regiment is under siege by Iraqi rebels in Tikrit and needs fire support!"

"Eagle One received!"

"Eagle 2 received!"

"Eagle 3 received!"

"The ground target has been marked, transferred to the 3rd Infantry Regiment communication channel, request ground precision guidance!"

"Roger!"

After receiving the mission, the three bombers immediately began to turn the nose of the plane, although they had just been over Tikrit, but in the time they had just talked, they had already flown a considerable distance, circled in the air, and began to lose altitude.

"3rd Infantry Regiment, this is Eagle One, your righteous friend A, justice will not be late, I heard that you need fire support?"

Yu Yang, who was struggling to support himself, heard a ridiculous voice from his headset, the set of communication equipment on Yu Yang's body was on the communication soldier, and the communication soldier was using a more bulky walkie-talkie.

Before Yu Yang could speak, Ryan's roar came from the headset: "God, I heard you right, you guys are really not late this time, damn it, I love you to death, I need fire support here, damn it, we are surrounded by at least three hundred Iraqi guerrillas, send these damn guys to meet their Allah." ”

"Roger, righteous judgment is coming, please be guided by the Light!" This thing is supposed to be a dimensional creature obsessed with magic.

"Speak human words!"

"Well, the Eagle is about to arrive on the battlefield, please do a good job of precision guidance for the ground forces!"

"Roger!"

"Yu, we need target guidance for air targets, Makar has a signal transmitter on his body, you guide, and we cover with fire!"

Ryan's loud voice rang out again, and Yu Yang took Makar and put down the backpack on his back, took out something similar to a laptop and handed it to Yu Yang.

"Huh? How does this stuff work? "When Yu Yang was a scout, he had contact with target correction and missile guidance for artillery shells, but the equipment he was in contact with was PLA, not the equipment of the US military, and he didn't know how to operate it for a while.

Makar turned on the laptop, started running, entered a password, and cautiously came to the location of a window, and then stretched out a camera connected to the "laptop" out of the window, aiming at the area where the Iraqi guerrillas gathered outside: "Yu, you give me cover, I am guiding!" ”

After hearing Makar's words, Yu Yang nodded, quickly ran to the first floor with his weapon, and began to suppress the Iraqis on the street.

The speed of the Iraqis was a little fast, and under the cover of two armored vehicles, they were already less than 30 meters away from Yu Yang and the others, which was already a very dangerous distance, and they only needed one charge to rush in front of Yu Yang and the others.

The Iraqi militia's marksmanship is much more accurate than that of the Somali blacks, and when Yu Yang killed two Iraqi guerrillas, he was suppressed by fire, and several bullets hit Yu Yang's hiding bunker, forcing him to start shrinking his head, but Yu Yang's gunfire slowed down the Iraqis' advance and made him hesitate.

Ryan's fire support also arrived quickly, a machine gun blocked the Iraqi path, but it was only delayed for more than ten seconds, the Iraqi armored vehicles had begun to exert their power, suppressing the firepower of the American army, continuing to advance, and crushing the living space of the American army little by little.

On an armored car in the distance behind the Iraqi guerrillas, a white man held a telescope and observed the situation in the distance, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his mission could finally be completed, and he only needed to capture three prisoners and shoot himself, and the task of killing ten American soldiers by himself could be completed.

This white man is also a host, but he has been on this mission for nearly half a month, his mission is to kill at least ten employees of the US military or Blackwater, seven have been killed before, there are still three people missing, half a month, with the advantage of the host's identity, pulled up a guerrilla force of several hundred people, and now the group of Iraqis he sees are all his subordinates.

"Keep pushing, damn it, don't be afraid, just a dozen Americans, we have hundreds, don't be afraid, press up!" Seeing that the subordinates surrounded by the rear were a little stagnant, the white host couldn't help but be a little anxious, and cursed fiercely in his heart that these Iraqi soldiers were not angry, and the total number of enemies killed in the entire Iraqi army in one day was not more than half a month.

However, the white host also knew that the superiority of the US military was too great, and it was almost impossible to fight a positional war with the Americans with this group of backward Iraqis under his hands.

If it weren't for the fact that his time was running out, he was willing to continue to wait, and he didn't want to do it with the Americans at this time, and he would do it after the Americans let down all their guard.

Originally, his plan was somewhat perfect, quickly eliminate the patrol all the time, and then complete the task, but he didn't expect the support of the Americans to come so quickly, so he had to put all his troops into it.

The white host stood on the armored vehicle and directed the Iraqis to continue to advance, and at the height above him, the bomb compartments of the three B52 bombers slowly opened, and the six bombs broke away from the bombers and fell at high speed.

When it fell about 3,000 meters above the ground, a red light suddenly flashed at the head of the guided bomb that had been falling vertically, and it flew towards the ground at high speed. (Guided bombs are guided bombs that glide to the target point under the action of gravity and rudder surface maneuvering force, not aviation missiles)

"Yu, the guidance is complete, we need to find a place to hide!" Yu Yang, who was shooting at the Iraqi guerrillas from time to time on the first floor, heard the sound from Makar upstairs, and immediately threw two grenades from the window and ran up to the second floor.

"What did you say?"

"The guidance is complete, we need to find a place to hide now, the guidance is wrong, the goal of my guidance is within our fifty meters, maybe there will be a bomb on top of our heads!"

"Damn! Now I can't get out outside, what should I do? ”

After hearing Yu Yang's words, Makar and Litud glanced at each other and began to draw crosses at the same time, praying for God's blessing.

After seeing the movements of the two people, Yu Yang slapped Li Tude's head: "Damn, what are you two doing, God his old man is very busy, and he doesn't have time to listen to your prayers!" ”

The two looked at each other and shook their heads: "Yu, at this time, we can only pray that God hears our call and does not let the bomb fall on our heads!" ”

PS: This chapter is the helmsman plus more, to Hua Xiaoer, I'm sorry to owe you so long, thank you for the reward.