Chapter 443: Failed action (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

Chapter 443: Failed action (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)

Chapter 443 Failed Action (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

“The French said we were late and the situation was urgent and they couldn’t wait for us.” Gates was quite speechless for this reason.

The combat radius of the Rafale M is more than a thousand kilometers. Do you need your entire aircraft carrier battle group to go out fifty nautical miles to respond? These French guys did it on purpose and did not even communicate in advance.

 It has no impact on the operation, but it just makes you feel disgusted. NATO is full of internal contradictions, and there have never been many people who secretly used it to make trouble.

 It is clear that the French are unhappy about being excluded from core operations, and they have always had differences with the United States over the issue of NATO's command authority.

Of course, compared to Libiya's overall war, this behavior will not have much impact, so even Sheffield can't say anything.

 After flying eastward for some distance again, the coordinates of the aircraft carrier Charles de Gaulle were updated again.

 A group of people were all greeting the Frenchman's relatives, but they were helpless. The Charles de Gaulle was the only place they could supply supplies in the Mediterranean, and they also needed **** helicopters.

After refueling and taking off again, Sandman formed a formation with the Tiger helicopter gunships on the Mistral-class amphibious assault ship. Sandman's face was not very good. It was so unsatisfactory at the beginning. Foreigners are actually very superstitious.

The battle in Misrata has escalated. French fighter planes have begun bombing important targets of the government forces, and the air defense sirens over the city have never stopped.

“The French have started bombing?” Xu Chuan was dragged up from the bed. “What do you care about me?”

"Price was blocked." Almost everyone in the command center arrived. Smith's expression was very serious, and Durand's assistant was standing aside.

 “Mr. Grylls, you must help with this matter.”

"Crazy, Price is stuck, you guys are looking for the air crew, why are you looking for me, and why do you, a Frenchman, care so much about the SAS?" Xu Chuan was very unhappy about being woken up. Wake up angry.

The assistant looked sad, "France was also involved in this matter. CPA10 was sent to Misrata as a support force. Three of the four Super Puma helicopters were shot down, and at least a dozen soldiers were lost."

Xu Chuan immediately woke up from his nap. CPA10, the 10th French Airborne Commando, is a proper T1-level special operations unit. Its nature is very similar to that of the 24th Special Tactics Squadron of the US Army. It performs battlefield reconnaissance and close-range air fire guidance. Parachute or airborne rescue.

The total number of people is 250, and more than 10 people died at one time. The Special Mission Command (COS) cannot die of heartache.

“Hell, you guys are copying Operation Gothic Snake and Red Wings.” In the assistant’s few words, Xu Chuan probably figured out what was going on.

The rescue mission carried out by Price did not go smoothly from the beginning. As soon as he appeared on the outskirts of Misrata, he was discovered by the government's air defense forces. Although they did not have anti-aircraft missiles, they still had anti-aircraft artillery. Less.

If the pilots of the 160th Aviation Regiment were not very skilled, they would have been shot down directly in this wave.

Black Hawk helicopters were flying almost close to the ground. The escorting armed helicopters kept firing rockets towards the air defense positions. The Reaper drones in the air also played a role. Several Hellfire missiles sent the air defense positions into the sky.

But this was just the beginning of Price's misfortune. Although the air defense position was gone, this action made this task force stand out like fireflies in the dark night.

 After finding the target building, I was almost hit by a rocket from the government army when I was preparing to land, and the Black Hawk fell again.

There was no other way. The two backup helicopters and two military helicopters could only find a way to attract firepower and attack these infantrymen with door machine guns and hanging weapons, allowing Price and others to find a suitable place to land again.

And these government troops are also much more cunning. They are worried about air strikes from Wuhan and drones, so they disperse their personnel very widely and hide them in nearby residential buildings.

Price and Sandmann flew two blocks away before finding a safe space. Now they had no choice but to reach their target on foot.

The four Potters were hiding in the house and did not dare to move at all. Until the reinforcements outside cleared the surrounding area, it was best to stay quiet. There was no shame in it at all.

There are twelve people in the Price and Sandman teams, and they all carry identification friend or foe lights. In such a complex situation, it is very important for the people in the command center to see their positions clearly, otherwise the drone will If a bolt of hellfire comes down, people like myself might be wiped out.

"Faster." Price quickened his pace. He no longer cared to pay attention to some safety principles for crossing dangerous areas. He could only move quickly based on the experience accumulated by his team members in daily training and combat.

This is often the case on the battlefield. Compromises are often required. At present, they are rushing for time and can only choose between speed and safety. Otherwise, after the Libiya government forces invest more troops, they will It is very likely that there will be no way out of the war zone.

Sandman has cursed Sheffield in his mind more than once. This operation is simply full of mistakes, and the mixing of personnel from multiple parties is simply a disaster.

Not only that, there are also problems with intelligence. Why do government forces still have anti-aircraft firepower? Early investigations found nothing at all.

“This is it.” Thorpe, who has a mohawk haircut, serves as the vanguard and has found the location of Porter’s hidden safe house.

The fighting around them is still going on, and even Wuzhi cannot hold on for too long. After all, ammunition is still limited.

The ground shook as a hellfire fell from the sky, destroying half of a two-story building not far away. The explosion raised a huge cloud of smoke and dust, making the two teams look disgraced.

“Bah, bah, that **** is operating the weapon system. I will have a good chat with him when we get back.” Sandman spat out a mouth full of dust and cursed.

"Okay, we're going in, Thorpe, watch your step, you're going to step on the tripwire." Price took off his bunny hat and shook off the dirt. There was still time to remind Thorpe to pay attention to the booby traps.

"Is it Captain Price?" Potter poked half of his head out from the corner of the second floor and shouted.

"It's me. If you can still walk, come down by yourself. The helicopter can't land here. We still have a way to go." Price raised his head and looked at John Porter and breathed a sigh of relief.

Out of the four, only Hex was injured, but it looked like she could still fight Makarov's men for 300 rounds. Well, the injury shouldn't be too serious.

After removing the booby trap at the door, Porter inserted the safety pin of the grenade and put it back into the ammunition bag. This was not a good time to bond. The four of them put on the same identification friend or foe lights and followed the task force towards the retreat point. move.

The mission has been going smoothly until now. Although there were a lot of problems in the early stage, at least the people have been picked up. As long as they get on the helicopter, they can evacuate to the Charles de Gaulle aircraft carrier according to the original plan.

However, ideals are full of dreams and reality is hard to tell. Just when they were about to reach the evacuation point, a Dow anti-tank missile was fired from a building opposite the intersection. A helicopter that had landed in the open space directly hit It was blown into a ball of fire.

Another Black Hawk pulled up like crazy and flew to the other side. The task force's radio rang with a rapid siren in the cabin. A missile passed by in the air and hit the tail of the Black Hawk. The helicopter broke into two pieces in the air.

 A large number of government troops poured out of the surrounding streets.

"Retreat, retreat." Price yelled and retreated to the corner of a building to take cover. The cooperation between SAS and Delta was very skillful. Price led the men to cut off the rear cover, and Sandman covered the four sides. The individual retreats back the way they came, then stops at another bunker position to take cover.

 “In position, withdraw.” The current situation is obviously that our own actions have been noticed.

 The teams alternately cover the evacuation, focusing on eliminating the fire power window period and ensuring continuous fire power output.

 For these people, the application of this tactic is already an instinctive reaction engraved in their bones.

Far away in the command center of the military base in Sicily, there was a mess. Sheffield stood aside and looked at the drone picture with an expressionless face. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"This method of temporarily allocating personnel to form a task force does not seem to be effective." Blake frowned and looked at the chaos of the people present, and was very dissatisfied with this situation.

Sheffield nodded, "This is foreseeable. Without long-term cooperation in training, how can it be effective."

　　“You knew it a long time ago?”

“To be honest, I have thought about it, but I still have confidence in Price’s ability.”

"Gentlemen, I don't think this is the time to make sarcastic comments." Alizee Grant looked displeased, even though Sheffield's average was much higher than hers.

"Don't worry, France's CPA10 has set off and is now on the coast of Misrata." Sheffield's tone was calm.

Grant took a breath and said, "General, if you knew something was going to go wrong, why did you put them in danger instead of making a better plan?"

Sheffield glanced at her and said, "Ma'am, I rarely explain to people. This is the only time. Although I think the task force needs a long period of training and running-in, which includes the cooperation of a series of departments such as command, support, communications, logistics, etc. But our military committee doesn’t think so. They think that as long as the most elite soldiers from each country are drawn out and commanded according to normal troops, it’s obvious that I can’t convince them.”

"Oh, it's normal to be a bureaucracy." George Black knew that things were not simple. If Sheffield's idea was followed, the resources that this multinational joint task force would need to mobilize would be unlimited. The gentlemen on the Military Committee How could I agree.

 (End of this chapter)