Chapter 253: All attack (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)
Chapter 253 All Attack (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)
The launch control room is located in the underground bunker southwest of the military base. Only by controlling this room can we prevent the intercontinental missile from taking off.
Blowing up the high-voltage tower will not cut off the power supply to the entire base, because there will definitely be a backup generator set in the launch control room, but it can at least buy some time.
After killing the patrol, Thorpe and Gates quickly installed C4 explosives on the base of the high-voltage electricity tower.
“When does it start?”, Price asked.
“It’s already started.” Kamarov pointed in another direction. A dozen Mi-24s and a larger number of Mi-171s flew towards the military base in an overwhelming manner.
"Detonate." Kamarov shouted, and quickly pressed the detonator in his hand. Two explosions were heard. The base on one side of the high-voltage tower had been blown off, and the tower without support twisted with the harsh metal. With a sound, it fell to one side, and the cable above was directly broken by the huge force.
The collapse of the high-voltage tower heralded the official start of the battle, and the Mi-24 armed helicopter began to attack the defense facilities outside the military base.
Although this base has been abandoned a long time ago and most of the buildings are in a state of disrepair, the various permanent and semi-permanent bunkers will cause great trouble to the attackers.
It's just that it's obvious that Zakayev is unlikely to be able to maintain the normal operation of the entire base completely. Even if he has more money, it is impossible to do it.
Mi-171 forcibly broke into the military base under the cover of Mi-24. Lao Maozi prepared to rappel directly inside. Several helicopters were hit by rockets and portable anti-aircraft weapons on the ground and fell to the ground in circles.
Then these Zakayev's men were blown into pieces by the Mi-24's 30mm cannon. There was no probing from either side, and they were all bloody.
"We're on board too." Two sniper teams were left on the periphery to provide fire support. Price, as the on-site commander of this operation, gave the coalition the order to attack.
High-altitude drones have detected that most of the armed personnel in the base have been attracted by the Russian attack. Now it is their turn.
At the same time, in a dense forest less than ten kilometers away from the battlefield, a team of heavily armed scouts were observing the battlefield in the distance.
These people have mixed equipment, ranging from AKs to ARs. Although they are all wearing woodland camouflage, the styles are absolutely diverse, but they have no obvious identification marks on their bodies.
"Captain, the drone has taken off." A communications soldier carrying a high-power radio handed over the control terminal in his hand. "It can only be within a range of five kilometers. If you get any closer, you will be affected by electromagnetic waves." Interference."
The middle-aged man with thick camouflage on his face took it and said with a smile, "These things are really convenient, Bashi."
“Brother, this is the latest model, do you know how to use it?” Another person lowered his voice and said jokingly.
“You little bitch, please calm down.” The middle-aged man was obviously the commander of this group of people, and he cursed angrily.
Everyone calmed down again, and the control terminal displayed the picture returned by the drone. The middle-aged man sighed at the power of technology. Otherwise, according to previous habits, he would have to stay closer. Now it is much safer.
Of course, the main purpose of these people is not to watch people eating melons, but to have their own tasks. The drone pictures have been transmitted thousands of kilometers away through satellite data links. Although surveillance can now be carried out through satellites, it is still better to arrive at the airport. The recent reconnaissance came clearly.
The middle-aged man shrank back and threw the control terminal to the young communications soldier, "Captain, Zakayev won't really launch a nuclear bomb."
Before the middle-aged man could speak, another person on the side replied in a low voice, "Oh, it's not like you don't know what they did in France. They released biological and chemical weapons, these lunatics."
"Who knows where he will launch, it will be too late by then." Several people did not care much about the battle situation not far away, but everyone spoke in a very low voice.
The battle in the military base became intense almost from the beginning. Zakayev took out almost all his belongings. Various types of BTR armored vehicles and even armed helicopters were overwhelmingly superior in numbers as soon as they took off. The Mi-24 was shot down.
“How long will it take for their generator to start?” Price’s men had already rushed in from a weak defensive position and were struggling to break through the defense line leading to the launch site.
Kamarov raised his gun and fired while shouting at him, "I don't know, maybe twenty minutes."
Before he finished speaking, flames shot into the sky at the launch site a few hundred meters away. The ground shook with huge roars. Two R-36M ballistic missiles took off one after another. Everyone present was shocked by the scene in front of them.
"TOC, two missiles are in the air, repeat, two missiles are in the air." Price first reported the situation to the command center, and then shouted to everyone, "Don't stop, we can only take The termination procedure can only be initiated after exiting the control room.”
The reconnaissance team ten kilometers away watched in stunned silence as two ballistic missiles took off. This was a very rare scene.
“Okay, let’s get to work.” The middle-aged man in the lead patted the team members who were lying among the fallen leaves.
Several people climbed up from the hiding place and moved out from the woods a device that had been assembled and covered with a camouflage net. The two team members quickly turned on the power and started up this very sci-fi-looking device.
"Capture the target and send data." A photoelectric observation device on this device has been tracking the missile in the air. The two people spoke professional terms that the middle-aged commander did not understand at all.
In a command center thousands of kilometers away, an officer hung up the phone and told everyone at the scene, "The system test is starting now, and the target missile has been launched."
“Captain, the data has been sent.” The two team members looked at the data that was finally sent on the screen and finally breathed a sigh of relief. This mission was completed.
The middle-aged man frowned, not understanding what they were doing at all, but this kind of professional matter had little to do with him, "Who, please take care of the equipment." He called a team member, such a big mess There is definitely no way to take them back. They were airdropped in. It would be a lot of trouble for anyone to go back, let alone this big guy.
These people were well prepared. Two people carried the equipment to the back of a slope, took out a few thermite incendiary bombs and tied them to it. This is definitely the best thing for destroying corpses and eliminating traces.
"Retreat." After erasing the traces, the middle-aged man gave an order for everyone to start retreating along the established route, and before leaving, he pulled the safety catch of the incendiary bomb.
While Price was still leading the men to storm the control center, the two intercontinental ballistic missiles had already flown hundreds of kilometers above the atmosphere and were about to start flying towards the target by inertia.
(End of this chapter)