Warlords: I just made a little fortune, but I didn’t build a country.

Chapter 512 Firepower Captures Area 317

"Now that the Alliance army in Area 317 has been defeated, we should strike while the iron is hot and end the battle in the second half of the night."

"Be good."

A brigade commander shook his head in disbelief and said, "In one day, we broke through a key defense area of ​​the Alliance Army. There are only 100 Alliance Army soldiers in such an area. According to this, we can defeat the Alliance Army's 2300-kilometer defense zone in three months."

"This is not something we should consider," Li Yunlong said, staring at the simulated sand table in front of him. "What we should consider is how to take over Area 317 at the lowest cost in the second half of the night."

"Old Li!"

Zhao Gang said, "We don't need to be so anxious! Didn't the headquarters say seven or three days? This is only the first day, we have plenty of time."

"Old Zhao!"

Li Yunlong put down his baton and sighed, "We are from a poor family. My initial battle plan was to take over the 317 area in three days, but now we have to move it forward."

"Why?"

"It's very simple. My 141st Army is the ace of the north. My old leader, the commander-in-chief, thinks highly of me, Li Yunlong, and the 141st Army. So I have to have this face."

"Brother Chu, Chu Yunfei, you see, they are from a wealthy family, so their style is different." Li Yunlong said with emotion, "In just seven hours, they fired three times as much ammunition as us, with an output of tens of millions of kilograms of ammunition, and the 314 area was completely defeated. We are still too frugal."

"We want to save some money for the military, and we plan to send out synthetic forces and infantry later, but Brother Chu sticks to one sentence. I, Chu Yunfei, have always advocated firepower first, and we should play to our strengths and not engage in close combat with the enemy."

"I think we need to learn more about this kind of thinking."

"But Lao Li," Zhao Gang said anxiously, "You can't hastily change our combat plan just because of Chu Yunfei's combat style. Besides, the battlefield is not a joke. We have to be steady and can't delay the battle for the sake of so-called face."

"Don't worry about that. The battlefield is ever-changing. I already have a better plan in mind."

Li Yunlong said, "The front line is too boring tonight, let's set off some fireworks for the alliance army to liven things up."

......

The night fell, like a thick black blanket, tightly wrapping up Area 317. The Alliance Army's positions were glowing in the darkness, which was the smoke from the war left over during the day.

The Eagle Country soldiers who had been attacked during the day were now leaning against their positions in a depressed mood, wondering in their hearts, why should they go to war with the Qin Empire?

In the forward command post of the 141st Army, Li Yunlong stood in front of a huge simulated sand table and said, "Damn it, tonight is the day they die, everyone, cheer up!" His voice was low but powerful, echoing in the silent command post.

"Order all troops to prepare."

64 Suzaku th generation rocket launchers were neatly arranged behind the position, like a group of silent steel behemoths, ready to go.

Not far away, the entire army's 800 howitzers were also on standby, their barrels long and thick, raised high, pointing in the direction of the Allied forces, as if issuing a silent provocation to the enemy.

These howitzers have different calibers, but each one has powerful lethality, ranging from 155 mm to 205 mm, and can fire various types of shells, including high-explosive shells, armor-piercing shells, incendiary shells, etc., which are enough to launch powerful firepower attacks.

On the front flank, more than 400 armored tanks were like mobile steel fortresses, their engines roaring, ready to charge at any time. The black muzzles on the tank turrets looked like the eyes of a demon, emitting a chilling aura.

As time passed, Li Yunlong looked at his watch and saw the hour hand pointing to the scheduled attack time. He turned around and shouted loudly: "Attention, all units, the attack begins!"

In an instant, 64 Suzaku 1024th-generation rocket launchers roared at the same time, breaking the tranquility of the night. rockets were like a group of angry fire snakes, dragging long tails of flames, cutting through the night sky and rushing towards the alliance army's position.

"Shhhhhh!"

The rocket makes a sharp whistling sound during flight, as if it is the cry of the god of death, which makes people terrified.

Almost at the same time, 800 howitzers also began to fire fiercely. Shells whizzed out of the barrels, carrying huge energy and flying towards the enemy's position. The flames from the muzzles illuminated the surrounding night sky, and billowing smoke spread, covering the entire artillery position.

Rockets and shells rained down on the Alliance Army's positions, instantly causing a huge explosion that shook the world. Flames shot up into the sky, lighting up the dark night sky like day.

"boom!"

The huge explosion was deafening, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart. The Alliance Army's position was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​fire, and dirt, rocks, and metal fragments were thrown high into the air and then fell heavily.

"Fuck, why are you here again!"

Macaulay Stan quickly got up from the bed, exhausted both physically and mentally, and came to the command center and said, "Order the troops to hold on tightly. Support from the headquarters will be here soon."

"Boom!"

While the firepower was covering the enemy, more than 400 armored tanks also began to charge. They lined up in neat rows and rolled towards the enemy's position. The tank tracks crushed deep marks on the ground and raised a cloud of dust.

The Union Army was caught off guard by this sudden attack. They were awakened from their sleep, and before they could react, they were engulfed by overwhelming firepower. The soldiers fled in panic, trying to find safe shelters, but everything was in vain under such a fierce attack.

The high-explosive bomb exploded on the enemy's position, generating a powerful shock wave that flattened everything around it. The sturdy bunker collapsed in the explosion and turned into a pile of ruins. The soldiers were blown away by the blast, their bodies flying in the air like kites with their strings cut, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The armor-piercing shells were like sharp daggers, easily penetrating the one-meter-thick wall of the defensive position, instantly turning the Eagle soldiers hiding behind into ashes. The incendiary bombs caused a raging fire on the ground, igniting everything around it. The soldiers struggled in the sea of ​​fire and let out miserable cries.

The entire 317 area was shrouded in flames and smoke, with explosions, gunfire, and shouting intertwined to form a terrifying death movement. The firepower of the 141st Army was like a surging tide, one wave after another, with no sign of stopping.

In one night, 1100 million kilograms of gunpowder were fired and the entire 317 area was razed to the ground.

"End the battle," Li Yunfei rubbed his temple and said, "Let the six combined brigades cooperate with the armed helicopter troops to clean up the battlefield, and the General Staff will report to the General Administration."