One "It's coming!" "This time it's not just Yu Yang, everyone in Class A knows that the Iraqis are coming, the ground has begun to shake, except for earthquakes, then only when the tanks press over the road, and there are quite a few of them, at least a dozen tanks, or even more.

The majestic rain came and went quickly, it only rained for less than two minutes, and then it slowly stopped, and the sun showed out again, as if God had just scrubbed the battlefield for the Iraqis and Americans.

Yu Yang took Class A and quickly came to the location of the defense area they were responsible for, the three rooms on the third floor of the middle building of the U-shaped building.

This time, the U.S. military chose to defend passively and wait for these Iraqis to attack, after all, the city is full of Iraqis, and if they move rashly, they may be attacked by the Iraqis, so it is better to stay where they are.

The Americans made sufficient preparations for the Iraqi attack, and when the Iraqi army began to assemble, the drones in the high altitude of the Americans had already discovered and quickly transmitted the information to the command headquarters, and the US command headquarters also began to start the battle plan according to the original plan, and the first to be dispatched was the American air force.

After receiving the order, the US Air Force, which had been waiting for a long time, quickly began to take off from various temporary bases, the nearest of which was an airfield, which was less than 10 minutes' flight from the city of Tinterit, and could quickly provide fire assistance to the US troops in the city of Tikrit.

On the other hand, after receiving the order from the headquarters, the US First Infantry Corps stationed outside the city also began to quickly assemble and began to prepare to reinforce the Third Infantry Regiment in the city, but this time they were no longer facing the Iraqi stragglers without command, and the first to be attacked was the First Infantry Corps.

Qusai knew very well that if they wanted to capture the Third Infantry Regiment, the first thing they needed to solve was the First Infantry Regiment outside the city, and he also knew very well that it was impossible to eat two infantry regiments in one go, and it was impossible to eat one.

But the American soldiers in the city are all one battalion, one battalion is scattered, and if he eats a single battalion of American mechanized infantry, he is still very sure, provided that the Americans have no reinforcements.

With about 13,000 men in his hands, about 8,000 in the city and 5,000 outside the city, Qusay sent 2,000 of them to attack the First Infantry Corps, not so much as to attack and hold them back, so that they could not support the 3rd Infantry Regiment in the city.

The remaining 3,000 men entered the city and began to besiege the other two battalions of the 3rd Infantry Regiment in the city, preventing them from all of them from rescuing the areas besieged by the Iraqis, and the remaining 8,000 men were the main force attacking the 1st Battalion of the 3rd Infantry Regiment.

Including 30 Type 59 tanks, 20 armored vehicles and other heavy weapons, Qusay can be said to have taken out all his possessions in Tikrit, and now the Iraqis really need a victory, a big victory to exalt.

As soon as the reinforcements of the First Battalion left the camp, they were immediately attacked by rockets, and the tracks of one of the main battle tanks were directly blown off, and then the Iraqis on the outskirts of the camp began to strafe the somewhat panicked American troops.

The U.S. troops did not expect to be attacked as soon as they reached the camp, and for a while they were in disarray, losing six or seven soldiers before they could stabilize the battle line, but the Iraqis were a little fierce and pressed back the Americans who had just walked out of the barracks.

The U.S. troops and the Iraqis outside the city began to exchange fire, and the first battalion of the 3rd Infantry Regiment in the city also began to formally exchange fire with the Iraqis, but this time it was the Iraqis who took the lead in firing, and the Iraqi army tanks took the lead, and the infantry followed.

The Iraqi tank walked in the forefront with great arrogance, turned the barrel and aimed at the U-shaped building guarded by the US troops, and directly blasted the improvised guardrail established by the Americans with one shot, preparing to rush directly into the US military camp, but the Americans did not let the Iraqi tank be arrogant for long, and two anti-tank missiles directly hit the Iraqi tank at the head, instantly turning it into a piece of scrap metal.

At the same time, the M1A1 main battle tank in the US military camp also started, rushed out of the hiding bunker, tore through the camouflage, and aimed its thick barrel directly at the Iraqi tank that had no obstacle in front of it, and a shell directly took away an Iraqi tank.

There were a total of twenty main battle tanks in the barracks, and the rest of the tanks were distributed among the rest of the battalion headquarters, and the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment was a mixed infantry regiment with one tank battalion and two mechanized infantry battalions.

Yu Yang stood at the window and observed the battlefield outside, it was the time of the exchange of fire between the tanks of the two sides, and the Iraqi tanks were a little too outdated.

After all, the fifth master has been out for nearly half a century, although it has been constantly reformed, but it has finally fallen behind, and in front of the new generation of M1A1 main battle tanks, it is almost vulnerable and has no power to fight back.

The M24 sniper rifle in Yu Yang's current hand, the rifle was temporarily put aside by him, and there was no close firefight, the Iraqis were still some distance away from Yu Yang, and now was a good time for the sniper rifle to harvest people's heads.

The Iraqis are a little crazy, completely ignoring the suppression of the Americans' firepower, frantically flocking to the surroundings of the American military camp from all directions, Yu Yang does not need to aim carefully, there are too many Iraqis outside, and shooting at the distance at will may kill an Iraqi, these Iraqis are standing in the open space, holding weapons and firing wildly, stray bullets flying, but there is not much effect.

The exchange of fire between the tanks below was fierce, and in about five minutes, almost all the Iraqi tanks had been scrapped, the American M1A1 main battle tanks had won a complete victory, and only two of the twenty tanks seemed to have a problem, stopping on the battlefield but the barrels were still turning, and the remaining eighteen tanks were galloping on the battlefield with their weapons and ammunition.

The Iraqis did not sit still and began to launch suicide attacks, and several Iraqis rushed frantically at the American tanks with explosives in their hands, growing their mouths and shouting loudly.

Although their plan is perfect, the modern tank is no longer the iron coffin of World War II, and there is nothing to do when approached by the infantry, and the tank has mobile shooting holes all around, frantically harvesting the lives of approaching Iraqis.

The American tanks did not have time to be arrogant for too long, and after the Iraqis found that the suicide attacks were useless, they began to use RPGs, but the M1A1 used by the Americans themselves was not a shrinkage sold to Middle Eastern countries, they used depleted uranium armor, RPGs could not penetrate the frontal armor of these tanks at all, and after a few RPGs hit, there was no effect, and the Iraqis were in a difficult situation!

"Hit the tracks, damn the tracks!" Okamoto Sakata had been following around Cusai, and when he saw that the battle was blocked, he immediately shouted loudly.

Hearing Okamoto Sakata's words, Qusay immediately ordered the bombardment of the tracks of the M1A1 tank, which quickly paid off.