Chapter 105 A salvo!

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Local time, four o'clock in the morning the next day.

The Lokaha rebels took advantage of the last darkness of the night to fade away, and when they were most sleepy and sleepy before dawn, they once again launched a new round of fierce attack on the Tanzanian official troops!

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, the roar of artillery resounded throughout the earth!

As one of the African countries closest to China, Tanzania has received a lot of weapons and equipment support from China in the past two decades, including Type 59 tanks, J-7 fighter jets, 107 rocket launchers, and many other types of other artillery.

And during the Patriotic War with Uganda, Tanzanian troops had already mastered the ability to cooperate with infantry and artillery. It was precisely because of this that they were finally able to defeat Uganda, which was supported by Villa and Kadozo, and complete the counterattack and garrison.

Therefore, whether it is the Lokaha rebels or Tanzania's official army, their combat effectiveness is actually remarkable, and it is far from comparable to the faith-based shooting in other African countries.

It is a pity that after the rebellion of the two generals and such a long battle, the weapons of the Tanzanian official troops were consumed very quickly and the heavy firepower was very lacking. As for fighter jets and the like, there were very few left, and the ammunition was also very low. Due to its shortcomings, it can only take off and intercept in the air, but cannot bomb the ground.

As for the Lokaha rebels, because they lost the port, they were unable to quickly obtain supplies from the Soviet Union. The number of heavy weapons was also stretched, and they were unable to gain a crushing advantage in equipment.

All in all, the combat skills and fighting will of both sides are remarkable, but they lack enough heavy firepower and can only rely on human lives to fill it. The entire warring area has become a flesh and blood mill.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Aim at their firepower point and fire!"

"Cross cover! Charge!"

"Ah! Damn it! I was shot in the knee!"

"Quick, quick! Dodge! Dodge!"

In the dark environment where the naked eye could barely see a blurry picture, the battle instantly entered a fiery state. Although the official Tanzanian troops belonged to the side that was attacked, they responded quickly and quickly contained the Lokaha rebellion. The army's charge.

And along with the dazzling explosions and tracer bullets, the flickering light and dark conditions further reduced the visual effects of the soldiers, and the scene was in chaos!

The war continued, with roaring artillery, roaring machine guns, and flickering rifles taking the lives of each other's soldiers. Finally, when the sky turned white, accompanied by the sound of the bugle, Luoka The rebels have withdrawn!

As the sun rises, nothing related to early morning and life can be seen in the entire area. There is only smoke and blood, as well as tattered corpses, wailing soldiers, and burning wreckage.

On the position, the legion commander was walking in the trenches. Everywhere he could see wounded and bandaged soldiers, as well as wounded soldiers lying on stretchers with missing arms and legs, perhaps waiting to die. At that moment, he couldn't help but curse:

"Damn the rebels! What are our casualties?"

Hearing the voice of the regiment commander, the black officer next to him, whose face was covered with smoke and dust, said quickly:

"More than 200 people were killed and more than 500 were injured."

"The number of enemy casualties is at least two to three times that of ours. They have gone crazy."

"Charge without mercy, the supervising team is right behind. Anyone who dares to escape will be shot directly. They are really crazy!"

Following the officer's voice, the legion commander tried hard to hold his hand to suppress the invisible trembling. Now the entire northern legion is resisting on this line. For such a long time, too many people have been killed. The legion commander was very scared. At a certain moment, suddenly the soldiers would completely collapse and even point their guns at themselves!

"This is inevitable. They are already lions in a cage and are engaged in a final fight."

"They lack ports, they lack food, and they have no follow-up supplies. If the battle continues, it may only take three months, no! Maybe it will only take two months, and they will naturally be defeated."

"Victory must belong to us!"

Then he felt panicked, but the legion commander still said so, his voice slightly raised, in order to appease the soldiers who were moaning in pain in the trench.

After a while, the legion commander inspected the position, briefly appeased the soldiers, and returned to the headquarters, which was actually a large tent located in a small valley.

"Have our scouts been sent out?"

"Did you find anything?"

As soon as he entered the tent, the legion commander asked his deputy. The deputy nodded and said:

"They have been dispatched, but no news has come back yet. The situation is unknown."

"But there's no bad news, that's the best good news."

Hearing what his deputy said, the legion commander sighed and nodded, then lowered his voice and asked:

"Is the retreat route ready? Has it been scouted?"

"No problem?"

The deputy looked around carefully, then lowered his voice and said:

"It has been investigated and there is absolutely no problem."

"As long as they can escape from this area, the rebels will never be able to catch up!"

Hearing this, the legion commander couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now the enemy is attacking very fiercely, and the support troops are far away. No one knows how long this defense line can last, let alone when the soldiers will collapse. Then the whole line collapsed.

Although he cannot surrender, the legion commander will never sit still and die here.

So he is currently making preparations with two hands. One is to use scouts to try to detect the situation in the rebel-controlled area behind the defense line. If the enemy's headquarters can be found, then this war can still be fought. The strategy of tactical interweaving, the regiment commander very clear.

The frontal battlefield is a meat grinder. Since you can't afford it, the best way is to find a way to catch the enemy off guard.

This is also the only thing that the army commander can do at present. Other possibilities of turning defeat into victory require support. However, the Ministry of National Defense is now under huge pressure and the state of the third-line battle makes it difficult to support it in terms of manpower and weapons.

But no matter what, this first-hand preparation is the last ditch effort made by the legion commander. Whether it will succeed or not is still unknown.

Second-hand preparation is easy.

On the one hand, it is to prevent the camp from roaring, and the collapsed soldiers lead to the rout of the entire line, and then the unknown headquarters is attacked, and finally he is killed by his subordinates. On the other hand, of course, in case a similar situation occurs, whether it is The soldiers collapsed or the enemy was too strong, and they finally reached defeat. The regiment commander also designed a retreat plan and ran away!

Of course, if it is really defeated, then Tanzania will most likely be doomed. After all, after stepping on the defense line of the Northern Army, there will be a vast plain behind, making it difficult to resist and block. The rebels can advance directly to the northern suburbs of the capital, Dodoma. .

Therefore, it would be foolish to flee and withdraw Duo Ma, so the commander-in-chief has already thought about it. If it is really defeated, then run to the seaside, and then leave directly by boat and go into exile in another country.

But whatever.

The legion commander didn't want to come to this point. After all, if he stayed in Tanzania, he would be a high-ranking legion commander. If he went into exile abroad, he would at best be a wealthy man with some money!

"Report!"

At this moment, a report suddenly came from outside.

Then I saw a messenger running in excitedly and said quickly:

"Report! The reconnaissance news has come back!"

"They discovered the enemy's frontline headquarters and even saw the figure of Prince Raton! That traitor Raton!"

Instantly, a look of surprise appeared on the faces of the legion commander and deputy present!

The so-called Prince Raton is the eldest son of General Lokahar and his most valued son. He is one of the top leaders of the rebels. After General Lokahar declared the establishment of an independent country, his son became a prince.

"If we can raid the headquarters and kill Rodon"

The deputy couldn't help but growl, while the legion commander frowned slightly, and then asked:

"Where is the location? Where is the headquarters?"

Regarding this question, the messenger quickly came to the map, pointed to a location and said:

"Here, it's about seventeen kilometers away from us."

"The location is very hidden. There are many guard troops around. The scouts do not dare to get too close. They have already retreated and are waiting for further orders."

Hearing this, the commander of the regiment couldn't help but look at each other with his deputy, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

It was only seventeen kilometers, but now, it has become an insurmountable gap!

If it were the Tanzanian army a year ago, it would have been possible to use fighter jets to bomb such targets, but now Tanzanian fighter jets have almost been lost and cannot take off for effective support.

And there is no large-caliber heavy artillery with a range of 17 kilometers.

"Then the only solution is to conduct an infiltration raid."

Finally, the legion commander sighed and said this. The deputy also nodded and said firmly:

"But regardless, the goal is worth the risk."

"If it succeeds, then we can take a breather!"

Regarding this statement, the legion commander nodded in agreement, and then went to prepare for the issue of infiltration and assault troops.

at the same time.

The frontline headquarters of the Lokaha rebels is just seventeen kilometers away.

I saw a large stretch of tents in the small woods behind the hillside, as well as various shacks made of branches and leaves, in which a large number of soldiers lived. In the middlemost area, there were semi-underground fortifications. It is the frontline command.

"Your Highness, give me another week and we will kill them. Their soldiers have no fighting spirit!"

"The final result is either surrender or defeat!"

"There would be no other outcome!"

"And you should get out of here quickly. Although it's not close to the front line, it's not safe either!"

At this moment, in the semi-underground headquarters, a dark and strong colonel still wearing Tanzania's official military uniform said to a middle-aged man wearing a different military uniform, and this middle-aged man was General Lokaha's eldest son La. pause.

The reason why the two men wear different types of military uniforms is very simple. For most officers and soldiers, they have just rebelled and have not had time to change into new military uniforms. They can only use orange cloth strips sewn on the cuffs. As a distinction, as a middle-aged "big prince", he naturally put on the new military uniform of the "new country".

"It's too long, we don't have that much time."

"And the commander opposite is Kalai. He and His Majesty once had a deep conflict, so he will definitely not surrender voluntarily unless he is killed by his men."

"Although they suffered heavy losses, our losses were also not small. The materials supported by the Soviet Union could not arrive at the port. We are in urgent need of supplies!"

"As for my safety? Huh! They don't have the ability to fight here yet!"

"Besides, as a prince, I naturally have to lead my soldiers to fight on the front line and give them the greatest support!"

The so-called "His Majesty" in Prince Raton's mouth was naturally General Lokaha. He looked at the map in front of him, shook his head and said this with a rather arrogant expression. Then he turned to look at the colonel and said:

"Send my order and continue to attack the enemy's positions at all costs."

"We must put the greatest pressure on them to force them to engage in internal strife, or kill legion commander Kalai and then surrender, or be defeated directly. We can't wait any longer!"

"And I am holding the battle here, waiting for the final victory!"

Finally, Prince Raton said this, with a sense of oppression in his voice that could not be denied.

Although he is now called a prince by everyone, he is not satisfied with this title, or is not satisfied. He hopes that he will be called the Prime Minister or even His Majesty the King soon!

To achieve this goal, the most urgent need at present is to defeat the Northern Corps, then obtain the seaport from the left wing, obtain supporting supplies, and at the same time move south step by step to besiege the capital Duo Doma!

As long as Duo Doma is captured, Tanzania can replace Tanzania's orthodox position. Baduk's son is nothing to be afraid of. Although they have completely defected to the United States, they are located inland and have difficulty getting support!

At present, although General Lokaha has claimed to be king, he has not been recognized by the international community. This is an important flaw!

"Your Highness, if you do this, there will be huge casualties!"

"And I can attack the enemy immediately according to your order, but for your safety, please retreat from here immediately!"

Facing this order from the eldest prince, the colonel hesitated and said this, while eldest prince Laton said indifferently:

"How can it be successful without casualties?"

"Necessary casualties are the strongest foundation for victory. Don't worry about me, just go ahead!"

This time, the colonel did not dare to say anything and nodded to arrange the battle. Then near the battle line, the war started again!

From eight o'clock in the morning to three o'clock in the afternoon, the war continued.

The Lokahar rebels continued to attack, and even opened a gap several times, but they were still repulsed and blocked. The army commander had already dispatched infiltration troops, and even risked his own risk to come to the first battle line. to the rear, encouraging the soldiers.

But by four o'clock in the afternoon, the entire front was already shaky!

"They are crazy, there is no chance, prepare to retreat!"

In the heavily sealed headquarters, the legion commander, whose face was full of fatigue and gunfire, sighed and said this to his deputy. Then just as he finished speaking, there were sudden rapid footsteps outside!

"Report! Report! Support has arrived! Support has arrived!"

At that moment, the Legion Commander's face once again showed the light of hope, and he quickly asked:

"How many troops are there? Quick! Order them to attack!"

"Rotate the front troops to rest!"

Unexpectedly, the messenger shook his head and said:

"There were less than a thousand people, but they brought new weapons."

"rocket missile!"

Hearing this, the legion commander's expression froze, and the luster on his face gradually faded. What effect could less than a thousand people and a few rockets have?

But even so, he still nodded and said:

"Go out and have a look!"

Just a moment after he left the tent, a rumble of a large truck drove over. Then under his gaze, the soldiers wrote crates one after another from the truck. When the crates were opened, the regiment commander Senseless!

"Rockets? Is this a rocket? Isn't it a missile?"

"How many are there? How many are there in total? What's the range?"

"Are there any other weapons?"

Looking at the steel pipe rockets inside the crate, the regiment commander couldn't help but ask a question, and the officer responsible for escorting the goods quickly said:

"Reporting to the commander of the regiment, there are 500 rounds of heavy mortars."

"Two hundred rounds of rocket launchers. This is just the first batch of supplies today. There will be more to come!"

"The effective range is fifteen kilometers, and the maximum range is twenty kilometers!"

Hearing this, the legion commander couldn't bear it anymore. A plan emerged in his mind. He waved his hand with excitement and said:

"Quick! Quick! Transport the rocket launcher to the top of the mountain over there."

"Aim at their headquarters and hit me!"

Following the legion commander's order, everyone immediately became busy. A moment later, five 40-round rocket launchers were already erected on a small mountain peak on a platform. The view here is excellent and there is a certain height difference. , can enhance the range!

"Fire!"

At that moment, the legion commander waved his hand proudly and shouted!