Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

That is the Saudi Arabian Federation’s T-90 main battle tank!

Xu Bin immediately realized that the previous T-72s were only restraining their own firepower. These T-90s were the enemy's main attraction.

Sure enough, as soon as they appeared, the enemy's artillery fire came like a tidal wave...

Boom! Boom!

The dense barrage of bullets hit the ridgeline of the high ground, making it difficult for the humanoids to attack with rocket launchers.

The eastern half of Hill 257 was the target of concentrated fire, and the four T-90 tanks also launched the attack from the eastern highway.

Due to the fierce bombing and smoke, the team was unable to stick their heads out to aim this time.

"Hold on, position 257. We will support you with anti-tank missiles in the rear!" Alexei on Hill 303 shouted on the radio.

Soon, several militiamen came up with two "Sager" missiles...

It was a "Sager" anti-tank missile with dual guidance functions of infrared and manual wire control, an outdated gadget designed by the old Union military industry 100 years ago. The militia only had this at this time.

After setting up the equipment, the operator immediately aimed the instrument -

Then there was a "puff" sound, and the missile flew forward with its tail flame ignited.

He concentrated on shining infrared light on the tank. But at this moment, something unexpected happened...

The T-90 tank in front suddenly turned its gun around and stared at him with its "red eyes"!

The bloody murderous light then brightened, like a man-eating brown bear.

The missile that was flying in the air was also affected and began to fly aimlessly into the sky...

This scene inevitably makes people wonder: Was there an overconfident falcon that wanted to prey on the brown bear just now, but was frightened by the other's look and flew away in shame?

Of course, this is not the case. Instead, it is the "curtain" optoelectronic jamming system on the T-90 turret that is at work.

When the vehicle is continuously exposed to infrared rays, the system will send instructions to the two "big eyes" in front of the turret - the infrared blinders, so that they can emit more infrared light forward in the form of a "surface", thereby "blinding" the infrared light receiver of the missile.

But this equipment was proven to be useless during World War III...

Facing the Saudi Army's T-90 "Big Eyed Cute Girl", the Polska army used TV-guided, millimeter-wave radar-guided... and even unguided anti-tank weapons to attack.

The former was badly beaten on the battlefield and was nicknamed "waste worse than a counter-attack" by the armored forces of the Saudi Union.

In this way, this equipment can only be used to bully weak countries...Unfortunate Akstan is one of these "weak countries".

As a former partner, the Saudi Federation is aware of how backward the equipment of the Akstan Red Army is. Therefore, the T-90 was once again equipped with a "curtain" system to suppress those infrared and laser guidance equipment.

"Boom!"

The leading T-90 raised its gun and fired a high-explosive bomb.

The position where the militia operator was located also lit up with fire, and all three members of the anti-tank team were killed...

"Damn it..." Alexei cursed and gave orders again:

"Abyshevich, it's your turn. Go around the forest and attack the tanks!"

"clear"

The walkie-talkie answered, and then an anti-tank team set out from the forest and began to flank the T-90.

But their actions were naturally discovered by the T-90...

"Oh, what a bunch of fools"

Through the thermal imaging device, the commander sneered and marked the positions of the militiamen one by one:

"Gunner, prioritize hitting the target I marked for you. Range finding is complete."

"Yes, Captain!" The crew members on the side quickly turned the gun around after hearing the order.

Soon, he found the target with the help of the T-90's advanced command system...then aimed and fired.

"boom-"

In the sight, another flash of fire lit up, and the enemy's anti-tank team was also destroyed.

The tank commander couldn't help but feel proud: This T-90 is better to drive than the previous T-72... its external perception capability is more than one level higher.

Just as he was proudly looking for his next target, the vehicle suddenly shook - the front armor was hit.

Looking forward through the periscope, it turned out that there was a figure on the 303 high ground, carrying an RPG and staring at this place angrily...

"Tsk, you are such an ignorant fellow," the commander said coldly.

"Driver, do you see a long mound of dirt on the dirt road ahead? Drive the tank to the mound and use it to block the artillery fire from Hill 303. Then, use your frontal position to fight on the reverse slope of Hill 257."

"Got it, moving forward now!"

The driver responded quickly and drove the tank straight forward.

However, during this short maneuver of just over ten seconds, the commander felt something was wrong the more he thought about it.

Why did the enemy build that short mound of earth?

If the purpose is to stop the tanks, why not make "anti-tank cones" out of concrete? Anti-tank cones are quick and easy to make, and they won't turn obstacles into cover for the attackers...

Let the defender hide? That's even more impossible.

Such a conspicuous and unnatural fortification had already led artillery observers to direct several artillery attacks on it.

Neither tanks nor personnel can hide behind mounds to fight.

Thinking of this, the commander felt relieved and began to observe the target on Ground 257 with a periscope.

Hmm...it turns out that all the fortifications were built behind the mountain. No wonder the artillery fire couldn't reach the enemy...Huh?

Just when he was wondering in his heart - why are there only girls on the other side's position, he suddenly felt the front of the car lowered, and then he was pushed up by the seat...

This is the same feeling of being overweight you felt when playing on the seesaw in childhood!

Then there was a loud "bang" and the conductor's head hit the top.

The front of the tank also plunged downwards...

"Hiss... What's the situation around us? Can we drive the car back?" He asked the driver, covering his head.

The latter tried a few times, shook his head and said: "My car is not powerful enough, I can't go up."

Underpowered? How could it be possible?

Thinking back to the feeling when I was falling just now, my tank should have just driven into a ditch...

The commander stuck his head out of the hatch and looked around, and soon understood the reason -

It’s the “Golan Trench”!

This is a narrow trench less than 5 meters wide and less than 2 meters deep. It was built in front of the "small mound" and covered with earth-colored camouflage cloth and wooden boards.

These camouflage measures were very crude. However, due to the narrowness of the trench, the observers did not notice anything unusual during the bombardment preparation.

The excavated soil was also piled behind the trench, on the side closer to the enemy.

This created a significant height difference between the ditch bottom and the mound - nearly 4 meters! It was impossible for a tank to drive up the slope from the ditch.

Back off? Impossible.

The front of the car was stuck in the ditch. Even if I switched to reverse gear, I didn't have enough speed to move back...

Damn... Isn't this the fortification that the Yudi people developed to defend the Golan Heights during the Fourth West Asian War? How did I run into it today?

He slapped his head in annoyance, and then the driver called the passengers to get off the car. He planned to use the cover of the trench to sneak up to Hill 257 and attack the "weak women" on the hillside.

This is a great opportunity to achieve success!

When he returned, he had already thought of the title for the interview with "Today's Saudi Arabia" - "Slavic Superman! The T-90 crew abandoned the vehicle after the vehicle broke down and defeated a company of Akstan's elite troops!"

But he hadn't noticed yet that several Griffin figures had already raised their guns and put them in their crosshairs...