"Attack immediately? Ames, you old man who can only talk on paper!"
After receiving the attack order from Commander-in-Chief Ames Singer, Goodman was so angry that he stood up from the sofa in the command room and cursed Armadanai's so-called political considerations.
Although Goodman was vain and impetuous, he was still a real combatant who had been on the front line. He was completely different from Ames who became a military observer after graduating from military school. It is precisely because of this that Goodman has always been critical of Ames using his power as a board member to ride on his head.
However, things have to be prioritized and scolded. Goodman also knows that if he continues to delay, the longer he delays, the more detrimental it will be to the company.
"Let the 2nd and 3rd Armored Regiments move forward. I will gain absolute control of the outer city of Mehran within six hours. Also tell the two regiment commanders that the previous tactic of encircling three and missing one is invalid and let them When attacking, be sure to block any roads that the enemy can use to escape eastward!"
Goodman stood in the command vehicle. The reconnaissance system composed of high-altitude reconnaissance satellites and drones completely exposed the already small city of Mehran to the sight of the Armadanai army.
Licking his lips that were a little dry due to the abuse, Goodman looked at the screen with a very unkind but helpless look.
If it were not for the consideration of international public opinion and the company's reputation, he really wanted the Saber-toothed Tiger tank to fire a hundred rounds of ammunition and completely destroy the crisis-ridden town in front of him. Even if the batch of ammunition supplies that were still on the way were not included, there were still more than 400 warm weapons. The pressure bombs are loaded on the saber-toothed tigers and can be fired at any time.
"That's all, they are just a bunch of lifeless robots anyway, let them go."
As Goodman's frown slowly relaxed, he suddenly seemed to have figured something out. With a wave of his hand, the troops who had been resting for a long time were immediately sent out.
This is a siege battle involving 5,000 robots against more than 50,000 flesh-and-blood humans. Armadanai will tell the world the bloody truth - flesh and blood cannot fight against steel.
Of course, the Stars Group has proven this earlier. Many military observers from the European Union and around the world did not hesitate to risk being sued by the Armadanai Legal Department. They bluntly stated that this attack was just an attack on the Dark Night Goddess of the Stars Group. It's just a poor imitation of the armored train.
Even though he was so angry at this statement, Ames still had to smile and shake hands with Yang Tianyi at the press conference to show friendship, and said that Qunxing Group is a good friend and good partner of Armadana, despite the rumors from the outside world. The rumors did not shake the deep friendship between the two families at all.
For this reason, Ames was choked hard by some unscrupulous reporters with lines prepared in advance.
"Mr. Singh, as far as I know Qunxing Group has only been established for half a year at most, and Armadanai has a history of hundreds of years. Isn't it possible that no other company in more than a hundred years can get the same treatment you treat Qunxing Group?" Is it respectful? Is this a 'no fight, no acquaintance' kind of friendship?"
Ames could only smile awkwardly at such a pointed question - what could he say? Could it be that in front of reporters from all over the world, Armadyne, as the world's largest monopoly giant, has never encountered a rival in any industry until the emergence of Star Group?
After dealing with a large group of enthusiastic reporters, Ames lay down on the soft hotel bed exhausted - he had not felt such fatigue in many years. I have to say that the young chairman of Qunxing Group really subverted many of his ideas.
"Maybe I can deal with him on a personal basis after I retire. Being able to become friends with such a person is also a great blessing in life."
With this thought in mind, Ames took a nap on the bed without taking off his coat. In his sleep, he seemed to dream of Brigadier Goodman's advance in Mehran. For this reason, he actually had an innocent smile on his face, which really made people laugh.
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"Damn, what is this? A fucking thermobaric grenade!?"
Goodman looked at the drone footage on the screen with disbelief in his eyes.
What is shown on the screen is a street fighting team of the 2nd Armored Regiment of the 1st Amadana Synthetic Armored Brigade. As they were covering each other and approaching a three-story residential building, two Renaissance soldiers with red cloth strips wrapped around their arms fiercely He lifted up the camouflage cloth on his body and pointed the AK's under-mounted grenade launcher at the street fighting team below.
One rifle grenade drew a beautiful arc and accurately hit the skull-faced special robot team formation hidden behind a Sabre-tooth Tiger tank. , failed to attack the top.
The violent explosion and high-temperature fireball instantly swallowed up the Sabretooth Tiger tank and the entire team. When the two fireballs gradually dispersed along with the slowly rising mushroom cloud, there were only burnt robot parts and robots lying motionless on the ground. Sabretooth Tiger tank.
This weapon, capable of damaging the enemy by a thousand and damaging itself by eight hundred, also completely destroyed several surrounding houses. The powerful shock wave directly pushed the two suicide squad members who fired the grenade away, and fell from a high altitude like puppets with their strings cut off. Two brilliant blood flowers were smashed on the ground and on the roof of the house.
If nothing else, their internal organs and bones should have been completely crushed by the high-pressure shock wave before they landed.
"Why? Why is the active defense system not responding!!"
Goodman suddenly thought of something and felt a biting cold air running through his body - the 30mm caliber electromagnetic cannon and projectile interceptor used by the active defense system installed on the Sabretooth Tiger tank were both of larger caliber. of anti-tank weapons.
If it is a thermobaric missile or an ordinary anti-tank missile, the active defense system can definitely complete the task.
But in this case, two dead soldiers suddenly fired small-caliber thermobaric grenades from a distance of less than ten meters?
This is beyond the capabilities of active defense systems and beyond the response speed of special robots.
To Goodman's surprise, the Sabretooth Tiger tank, which had almost the entire left side of its hull destroyed by a thermobaric grenade, was slowly turning its turret, apparently discovering something.
Looking in the direction the gun barrel pointed, the target was clearly a church steeple. On top of the spire is a well-hidden two-person sniper team. They were the ones who apparently led the two dead men to launch the suicide attack just now.
"boom!"
Because the 30mm electromagnetic cannon installed on the turret had been completely destroyed by high temperature and pressure, the captain of the Sabretooth Tiger tank, who was slumped in the gunner's position, had to directly use the main gun to fire at the spire.
Unfortunately, the commander's desperate shooting was too hasty - without the assistance of advanced equipment, it was far beyond the commander's ability to judge the target and fire solely with the naked eye.
With endless regret and remorse, the commander could only watch helplessly as a 120 mm caliber electromagnetic projectile pierced the air at ten times the speed of sound and penetrated into the sky. He died in the gunner's position with serious injuries.
His shell missed the FARC sniper team, but it hit Goodman in the heart.
"To stop attacking now is to give up the tactical advantage we finally gained..."
Without much hesitation, Goodman, who considered himself not a coward, had bloodshot eyes and squeezed his hands tightly on the wooden chair in the command room. Due to excessive force, some veins popped up on the back of his hands and wrists, making people worried about whether his mental state could continue to assume the responsibility of commanding operations.
"No matter where these bastards got the thermobaric bombs from, there won't be many of them..."
Goodman slowly loosened his grip on the armrests of the seat, crossed his palms together and rubbed them - this action was his habit and could help him calm down in extreme situations.
It's always been like this.
"Fire a thermobaric bomb at that church! Order the troops to be alert to all commanding heights in the city. If necessary, blow them up first to avoid being used by the enemy."
"Sir! Bombing the church may have extremely serious consequences! And we can't be sure whether those high-rise buildings are civilians or soldiers. Such an order will cause many unnecessary deaths and injuries!"
The young officer who had been highly appreciated before obviously angered his irritable superior. Goodman stood up from his seat, slapped the table hard, and yelled: "I don't care about the church, and I don't care either." What civilians! I only know that if we cannot capture the outer city within six hours, our troops still in the city will be unable to move at night!"
Goodman, who was angry at the officer, sat down again and said as if speaking to the officer and also to himself: "I don't care about robots, I don't care about saber-tooth tiger tanks, but you want to No, every tank is filled with outstanding warriors that three companies have worked so hard to find! That’s three lives!”
"The commander! The gunner! The driver! And the fucking loader who was eliminated because of the automatic loader! Oh my god, I'm so glad that the guy who designed this tank didn't let people load the shells! Otherwise, there would have been four people just now Killed in action instead of three!”
"So that my soldiers can still have a bite of hot turkey from home on Christmas Day, please stay quiet, Major Singer!"
The major was speechless after being reprimanded and could only accept the result silently - even as the youngest son of Ames Singer, a member of the company's board of directors, he could not and did not have the right to repeatedly question his superior's orders.
Half a minute later, a thermobaric missile launched by the SW55 vehicle of the 2nd Armored Regiment razed the entire church and the surrounding market to the ground.
As for civilian casualties? Of course it’s zero!
The church is filled with the most horrific RAF thugs, each of whom is unworthy of the world's mercy.
As for why there were fragments of religious robes on the charred corpses of thugs cleared up after the war, Goodman said he had no comment - anything can happen in a war, and the most devout priest might pick up an AK to defend his homeland. .
For Amadanai, there are no civilians left in this war.
