Iron Wing Eagle Yang Chapter 15 Trap Jungle

Season 2 withered tulips 15 chapters of the trap jungle

"Hoo ......"

In the violent roar, the rocket extended-range grenades fired from the forest dragged a white trail, so that the heartbeat of all the people sitting in the tank reached the highest speed.

"Attack ......!"

All the men in the Mark 5, which had no radio communication at all, were nervous about the attack, and some of them tightened their steel guns tightly, their eyes blinking rapidly. Some of them shouted desperately at the top of their voices, even though they were hoarse to the point where they seemed to be tearing some fabric.

"Boom, boom......"

A series of explosions, a small attack, and eight rocket-booster grenades fired at the same time, in addition to the two that had been fired into the air. It hit the two leading tanks in 6 hits.

The armor on the sides of the Mark 5 tank, especially at the gun emplacements where the guns and machine guns are mounted, is only 12 mm, and it is simply not capable of withstanding three 40 mm rocket-propelled grenades. The front of the rocket is surrounded by a condenser that creates a violent jet of gunpowder, and the steel plates are torn apart almost immediately in the high-temperature jet formed by the rapid combustion of the gunpowder, like tender tofu.

With the roar of the explosion, the hatch at the back of the tank was lifted. Flames and smoke erupted, and the surviving personnel in the car jumped out of the car with rapid movement.

Stunned by the explosion, they staggered up and down the tank, like a group of zombies who had just crawled out of their graves, and they couldn't even extinguish the fire that had ignited on their bodies.

There was a oozing scream from his mouth, and his hand covered the wound of the beating.

"Sudden ...... Sudden ......"

The sound of the "L Wolf General Purpose Machine Gun" that made all the soldiers tremble sounded, relieving the wounds on the bodies of these people who were suffering from the injuries, and they will never experience any pain again when they fall.

At this time, the French soldiers were exhausted by the frequent attacks of all sizes and scales. However, having participated in the First World War and having just come down from the battlefields of Russia, they were not afraid of fighting.

A large number of French soldiers jumped out of the armored vehicles behind, and the twin 12.7mm machine guns on the armored vehicles also fired at any suspicious places in the jungle on both sides of the road.

"Phew!"

A crisp sound sounded, this is a sniper rifle equipped with Vietnamese soldiers, converted from Mauser rifles. As for the weapon "Poison Bee D", except for Thunder International and the Federal Defense Force of China, other armies have not prepared.

What they use, however, is the export version of the M19197.62 sniper millimeter rifle, which has been redesigned and produced on the basis of the Mauser rifle with some refinement. This gun is no match for the "Poison Bee D" in terms of range and power.

With the sound of the M1919 sniper rifle, the machine gunner, who had just started firing, threw his head back. An unfastened steel helmet flew out of the heavy's head. The heavy's bare skull was covered in bright red blood.

The eyes bulged outward as if angry, and the bullets not only penetrated the steel helmet, but also because most of the bullets supplied by the Chinese Federation were steel core bullets. So the bullet with a considerable length-to-diameter ratio, as soon as it entered his skull, produced a tumbling.

The only good thing for the Heavy is that the bullet turns his brain from a "tofu brain" into a "soy milk" mixed with blood almost instantly, so he is almost completely free of excessive pain.

The French infantrymen, who rushed out of the armored vehicles, roared with their submachine guns and shotguns, and they would use superior fire to suppress the people who ambushed them.

The covering fire worked almost immediately, and the gunfire that had just been violently fired almost completely stopped, and in this case, more soldiers jumped from the armored vehicles.

Then, under the command of the leading officer, the soldiers, armed with bayonets on their weapons, began to search the nearby jungle.

Surprisingly, there were no mines at all, or traps that had made the French soldiers suffer. This made the French soldiers, who had already suffered a nervous breakdown along the way, dare not believe that they had just been attacked.

In the previous attack, as they searched the jungle, all sorts of traps emerged. What mines, crossbow arrows and even nails into the sky are all tricks used by the other party.

But this time, there were no traps at all, which really scared them.

The French infantrymen with bayonets looked at the green jungle in front of them with some hesitation, as if there was something terrible hidden behind the green plants that obscured their vision like a curtain.

"Forward...... Search Forward ......! ”

The pistol-wielding officer behind him was frustrated with their hesitation, shouted loudly, and led the charge into the jungle.

The power of example is endless, and I don't know which great man said this. The French soldiers, due to the heroic actions of the leading officer, rushed with him into the jungle.

Soon, their search was on the spot where the ambusher had just laid an ambush. Here, apart from a few shell casings, they didn't find anything much interesting.

Suddenly, someone screamed.

"Look there!"

In the big tree, a rope stretched diagonally into the depths of the jungle was shaking, as if someone was walking away from it.

"Chase!"

With a wave of his hand, the French officer leading the team continued to advance a platoon of search forces deeper into the jungle.

At the same time, there was a gradual movement in the jungle on the other side of the road, which had not been fired at all. Because of the silence on the battlefield, almost all the French soldiers relaxed their tense nerves.

The attack just now came from only one side of the road. Because, on the other side of the calm side of the road. Only by some armored vehicles on the alert of the machine guns, in order to advance the ligament here the others did not send out search troops.

At this time, with the roar of the engine, the "tank rescue vehicle" with a crane and a bulldozer shovel caught up from behind.

Needless to ask, these strange-looking vehicles are all standard equipment produced by Tang Yunyang for the French army in Nancy, France. It is used to repair tanks and armored vehicles on the battlefield, or to clear mines and other obstacles on the road with a bulldozer blade.

In front of me, the tank that had just been broken was still not emitting smoke. Since there was no open flame, the French sappers who were coerced by the commander still used fire extinguishers, which eliminated the possibility of ammunition detonation and allowed the "tank rescue vehicle" to operate.

There is still a risk of explosion due to the ammunition in the damaged tank. Therefore, the "tank rescue vehicle" could not directly remove the 28-ton pile of waste with a bulldozer blade, so it had to drive to the side of the road and use a winch.

When the "tank rescue vehicle" drove down the road, due to the height difference between the roadbed and the road, the top of its crane was tilted and exposed in the jungle, in the eyes of some ill-intentioned people.

Several grenades were fired, followed by the sound of rifle fire, flying out of the jungle. Instead of successfully clearing the road, the "tank rescue vehicle" itself became a victim and blocked the road even stronger.

At this time, a platoon of French infantrymen who entered the forest to search found the "enemy" at the top of the Great Strong. A monkey tied to the middle of the rope is struggling desperately, and it is it that makes the rope shake.

No enemy was found, and based on past experience, these annoying guerrillas did not fall in love with the attack after the attack. Rather, they will quickly withdraw from the battlefield, after all, they do not have the ability to confront the French armored forces head-on.

Under these conditions, the French infantry, who had been chasing in vain, had to retreat to the road. However, the road was not calm.

When retreating, the leading officer was still at the front of the line, and the spread formation was the best way to avoid the attack. Since the danger had passed, everyone couldn't help but feel a little relieved at the thought of returning to the armored vehicle soon.

The officer who led the team did not let his guard down, and as a veteran of the First World War, he understood that ease in war was definitely a fatal emotion.

As his steps moved, his eyes quickly and carefully observed his surroundings. However, the attack took place anyway.

One step was taken, and a slight and dull explosion came from under his feet.

"Phew"

The officer watched as the soles of half of his boots flipped up at a strange angle, as if the boots had been strangely deformed by the wet.

"Watch out for mines!"

He was a good officer, and he did not forget to warn his soldiers in such a situation. Although he knew in his heart that what had just sounded under his feet was nothing more than a vicious mine brought by the Vietnamese from the Chinese Federation, which was made from a shotgun bullet.

With a very simple firing mechanism, this bullet becomes a weapon that can blow the ball of the foot to pieces. To set it up, just poke a finger-deep hole with a stick in the ground.

After he shouted, he felt dizzy from the trauma in his foot and had to sit down on the ground. The moment he sat down, he felt a sudden sink under his buttocks.

"Bah...... Bang...... Woo ......"

With a roar, several anti-infantry jumping mines jumped up in the scattered formation of his men. These mines, which jumped into the air, immediately exploded violently.

In the face of such mines, it is difficult to use any kind of formation, because it has no dead spots at all. And due to the problem of the height of the explosion, the range of shrapnel shroud in it is quite large.

There was a violent explosion in the air, and the whistling shrapnel brought death. The shock wave of the explosion held the officer sitting underground firmly and could not move.

When the officer, who was still ringing in his ears, looked up, he was horrified to find that all his men had fallen to the ground. He muttered to himself in the numbness of his brain.

"Oh my God, what did I do!" Chapter 15: Trap Jungle