Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 175: The Scimitar Battalion's Poor Combat Effectiveness

"Hawkeye calling the babysitter team."

Song Heping was not wrong.

Just as he finished setting up the alert, Vincent's voice rang out over the radio.

"Nanny received, please speak."

Song Heping actually knew what he wanted to do without asking.

"Babysitters, you are not allowed to shoot without my order!"

Vincent still spoke in that unquestionable tone, as if he was Song Heping's boss.

“Copy that.”

After Song Heping answered, he turned to everyone and said, "Did you all hear that? Let's just watch the show."

The cook sneered, "I think they're afraid we'll kill them and steal the spotlight. Are these seals so unconfident?"

"I think this is a good idea." After Song Heping's previous analysis, Gray Wolf has now become calm.

After all, no one likes to fight hard.

If the SEALs were only responsible for perimeter security throughout the entire operation and they were able to complete the mission, the company would receive a $100 million reward, which would be considered free and quite a good deal.

Where can I find this kind of business?

"It's not like they're afraid we'll steal the show."

Song Heping turned the telescope and looked towards the small building.

He found that there were already SEAL snipers in place on the roof.

"They're worried that if we rashly open fire and miss if the Hunter-Killer sniper shows up, it'll disrupt their plans."

The intensity of the firefight ahead seemed to decrease rapidly.

The gunfire from the militants completely disappeared.

But the soldiers of the Scimitar Battalion still seemed very nervous. Several Humvees were lined up, and the large-caliber machine guns on the roofs were all firing towards the warehouse.

Song Heping saw through the telescope that the walls of the warehouse were peeling off in large pieces.

Although the M2HB heavy machine gun installed on the Scimitar Battalion's Humvee armored vehicles is an outdated model, fortunately, this gun is simple in design and inexpensive, so it is still the standard large-caliber machine gun of the US military.

If the wall was not thick enough, the militants hiding on the second floor might be shot and killed by those who passed through the wall.

Smart people would pile some sandbags or something like that behind the wall to create a second layer of protection to withstand large-caliber armor-piercing bullets.

"Cease fire! Cease fire!"

After each of the Irigo soldiers of the Scimitar Battalion had used up a full box of bullets, the voice of Lieutenant Colonel Mendes finally came over the radio.

He couldn't watch it anymore.

The other party didn't even fight back, but was just sweeping around randomly.

Bullets are free! ?
Even if we don't mind using up our ammunition here, how are we going to provide fire support when we enter the city?!
After shouting several times, the heavy machine gun in front finally stopped completely.

"Scimitar Battalion, organize a convoy to enter the city."

Mendes gave the Scimitar Battalion the order to advance.

The cook laughed when he heard the conversation on the radio and said to Song Heping, "Look, someone is going to be cannon fodder."

The US military's Abrams tanks and Bradley armored vehicles were still parked in the distance, motionless, waiting for the Scimitar Battalion to step over the mines.

A few minutes later, an Abrams tank and a Humvee armored vehicle at the forefront of the Scimitar Battalion roared and began to move forward again in full view of the crowd, slowly driving towards the intersection leading into the city.

Logically speaking, if the attack in the previous exchange of fire was effective, the militants should have been either dead or escaped by now.

If the tanks and Humvees are not attacked when entering the city, the convoys behind will follow in succession, and then clear out an area after entering the city to establish a forward position, and use this as a basis to send out multiple teams to begin clearing the first area.

Everyone's eyes were on the Abrams tank and Humvee in the lead vehicle.

With the help of the telescope, Song Heping clearly saw that the Irigo soldier operating the machine gun on the roof of the Hummer was sweating profusely. In the morning light, his face was shining as if covered with oil.

Song Heping knew that it was actually all sweat.

Being a pioneer is the most dangerous thing.

Always the first to die.

Everyone was wondering whether the scouting tanks and Humvees would be attacked, and their hearts were in their throats.

Song Heping kept moving the telescope, following the two cars and observing the movements in the surrounding buildings.

The Abrams tanks and Humvees slowly passed the intersection and advanced about thirty meters.

A small open area appeared ahead, marked on the map as a small square.

Lieutenant Colonel Mendes was going to establish a forward base there.

Finally, the tanks and Humvees reached the edge of the square safely and stopped next to a destroyed flower bed.

The Abrams tank's field of vision is not as good as that of the Humvee, so it relies entirely on the Humvee to observe the surrounding situation.

The Humvee is heavily dependent on the machine gunner on its roof.

The machine gunner kept rotating the machine gun and observing the surroundings with the help of the shield.

For a full five minutes, no militants appeared around.

Everything is very quiet.

He lowered his head and said to his comrades in the car, "No problem."

The squad leader in charge of the car said: "Get out of the car and establish a defense line!"

After saying that, he was the first to open the car door.

Just as the car door was opened, a gunshot was heard in the distance.

bah—

A string of blood spurted out from the driver's neck, his helmet hit the car door hard, and then he fell to the ground, covering his neck.

“Man down! Man down!”

The communication channel became chaotic again.

Almost at the same time, an RPG rocket flew out from a dilapidated building on the right side of the square and headed straight for the right rear side of the Abrams tank in the front.

At the same time as the first RPG rocket hit, an anti-tank fighter appeared on the roof of the building on the left and fired a shot at the top of the tank's turret.

Two RPG rockets flew towards the Abrams tank leading the charge from different angles, and the angles were very tricky.

The Abrams tank is known as the world's top tank, but it is not without weaknesses. The sides and rear of its turret and the engine room/engine air intake at the rear of the tank are easily damaged, and the top is also fragile.

The militants in Mosul had obviously studied the weaknesses of American tanks and were targeting their vital parts.

What's more, this Abrams tank has had its depleted uranium armor removed, and is definitely a level weaker than the complete version used by the US military.

Just before the rocket hit the tank, the heavy machine gunner on the Humvee armored vehicle behind it had already turned the gun around and was about to fire at the militant on the rooftop on the left, intending to physically kill him.

Unexpectedly, just as the gun was turned around and before he could fire, the sniper hiding in the distance fired again.

A 7.62 caliber sniper bullet shot in from the gap in the middle of the machine gun shield and directly hit the machine gunner's throat.

He didn't even have the chance to scream before he went limp and slid into the Hummer.

At the same time, the rockets finally arrived, hitting the roof of the Abrams tank and the engine air intake on the right side respectively.

boom--

boom--

Sparks flew and two balls of fire exploded in the black smoke.

Smoke began to billow from the roof of the Abrams tank...

The people in the tank panicked and started to shift gears and move backward.

But this retreat caused him to crash heavily into the front of the Hummer behind him.

Before the people in the Hummer could react, they were hit and felt dizzy.

The RPG rocket fired from the roof penetrated the top armor and caused a fire inside.

Thick smoke quickly filled the entire cab.

The driver inside was trying to escape when he collided with the Humvee behind him, which made him even more terrified. The entire crew, in a panic, made the absurd decision to abandon the vehicle and flee! The Humvee stalled after being hit so hard, and the driver tried to restart it twice, but failed...

They also began to abandon their cars.

In the distance, Song Heping saw the Irigo Army soldiers hastily abandoning their vehicles and sighed, "It's over."

He subconsciously looked towards the small building where the SEAL team was located.

There were no shots fired.

This meant that even they couldn't see where the sniper was.

bah—

The gunshot of the god of death rang out again.

bah—

Two more Iriguchi soldiers fell.

The rest of the people stumbled into the corner of the nearby building, hid there trembling, and dared not even move.

The cook pointed to where the SEALs were and said, "Why haven't those idiots opened fire yet? Why haven't they taken out those RPG gunners?"

Song Heping wanted to explain that the seal could not see the sniper at all from where he was now.

The small building where they were was five hundred meters away from the small square.

The sniper from the Scimitar Battalion was at least one thousand meters away from the small square.

The combined distance is over 1,500 meters.

What's more, there are many buildings blocking the way.

Unless the SEALs move forward immediately and seize the warehouse at the entrance of the city that the militants used to attack the convoy.

The warehouse has three floors. Since it is a warehouse, the ceilings of each floor are high, so the roof is at least 9 meters from the ground.

The person is up there, and the observer may be able to find the other person's trace through a high-powered observation mirror.

And here?

It would be strange if I could find him!

Sure enough, the seals on the roof seemed to realize that their position was wrong. They had already started picking up their guns and preparing to change positions.

But as expected, an accident happened.

The tanks and Humvees of the Scimitar Battalion stopped on the road outside the city and began to fire crazily at the two buildings where the RPG shooters had just appeared. At this moment, several militants suddenly emerged from the warehouse that had been shut down before, and started various attacks on the Abrams tanks and Humvees that were preparing to go to the small square for rescue.

Several RPG rockets flew out, one of which hit an advancing Scimitar Battalion Humvee, blowing it into a fireball.

The soldiers in the car screamed, pushed open the door and jumped out, rolling on the ground to try to avoid the fire. The scene instantly became chaotic.

"Calling Peregrine! Calling Peregrine! The Warrior Battalion has been attacked at the outer entrance of Mosul Area 5. Requesting air search and support!"

Mendes remained silent.

His soldiers couldn't take any risks.

This is not the US military's combat style.

Since entry into the city is blocked, call for air support!

Only air support can solve your worries!
The control of the drone belongs to the SEAL team, which is equipped to search for "hunters". The MQ-1 can only carry two ground-to-ground missiles, so both can only be used to attack snipers.

To attack those stragglers, Mendes had to call the Air Force attack aircraft squadron code-named "Peregrine Falcon".

Song Heping, who was in the distance, was watching Mendes's command operations.

I've heard for a long time that the US military likes to call for air support.

It seems true now.

They would rather set up their positions outside the city and engage in a fierce battle with the militants in the buildings than split up into several groups and launch an assault on the buildings where the militants were hiding.

He really cherishes his life!

boom--

boom--

Everything——

Everything——

blah blah-

Da da da--

Heavy machine guns, tank artillery, light machine guns, Gustav rocket launchers, all kinds of weapons were thrown at buildings suspected of hiding militants.

Thick dust and black smoke rose from the building complex at the entrance, and soon even the buildings themselves could no longer be seen.

Soon after, the distinctive roar of the A10 Warthog attack aircraft was heard in the sky.

Song Heping looked up and saw two Warthog attack aircraft flying low, dropping several 500-pound MK82 general-purpose bombs near the firefight area.

"Fuck..."

Song Heping stared at his pocket.

Because if they threw this thing, it would mean that the few soldiers from the Scimitar Battalion hiding under the wall of the building would be dead.

bang——

bang——

bang——

bang——

Several huge fireballs rose into the sky.

Even though he was hundreds of meters away, Song Heping still felt his heart beating violently in his chest. Soon after, the aftermath of the shock wave swept over, blowing up the yellow sand on the ground and covering the heads of several people on the slope.

Thick smoke and dust completely covered the building complex.

Before they dispersed, no one knew whether those buildings would still exist...

"Lieutenant Colonel!"

The angriest person was actually Vincent.

He ran to the command vehicle and began yelling at Lieutenant Colonel Menders.

"What the hell are you doing! With all this bombing going on, how are we supposed to find the high ground over there in the warehouse?!"

"storehouse?"

Lieutenant Colonel Menders pointed to the warehouse that was engulfed in smoke and dust.

"Didn't you see the militants in there just now?! How did you get in?!"

"Of course we'll charge in!" Vincent felt insulted: "Do you think we have fire sticks in our hands?!"

He pointed at the blurry group of buildings and shouted to Menders, "Not only did you destroy the commanding heights with this bombing, but you also alerted the sniper. Where are we going to find him?!"

"I don't care about your reputation as a sniper. I'm responsible for the safety of my soldiers!" Lieutenant Colonel Mendes said logically, "If we blow it up like this, the militants inside will definitely be killed. This is the safest way! I'm the battalion commander. I'm only responsible for commanding the battle, not listening to you tell me what to do!"

Vincent had no way to deal with Lieutenant Colonel Mendes, whose rank was several levels higher than his. Although he was in the special forces, the other man was a lieutenant colonel after all.

"Lieutenant Colonel, I hope you can communicate with me before mobilizing air support next time! Don't forget, you've been bombarding this place this way for months? It's useless! It's useless! As long as the 'Hunter-Killer' is still there, your soldiers won't dare to station there!"

Mendes was not impressed by Vincent's attitude.

He found it unacceptable that a lieutenant would lecture him in such a rude tone, using a tone close to that of his superior.

So he said coldly, "Captain Vincent, how about I give you the command of the Warrior Battalion?"

Vincent felt Mendes' hostility towards him.

There was no point in continuing the conversation except for arguing, so he finally chose to turn around and leave.

"FUCK!"

After turning around, he kicked a piece of dirt on the ground more than ten meters away, venting his dissatisfaction.

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(End of this chapter)