Military Industry: On the eve of the Anti-Eagle War, unlock the skills of a strong country

"General, urgent news..."

In the headquarters building of the United Nations forces, MacArthur, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by a hurried knock on the door.

MacArthur opened the door with an angry look on his face.

He started by saying, "Captain, you'd better give me an explanation, or I don't mind sending you to the front line to demonstrate your courage in knocking on doors in the middle of the night."

The Eagle-Sauce Messenger nervously took out an urgent report he had just received.

"General, urgent news came from the front line that the Koreans attacked the Korean positions. At the same time, several of our strongholds were also attacked at the same time."

"What."

MacArthur was shocked and snatched the urgent report with one hand.

His face was full of disbelief and anger.

The timing of this attack is too coincidental.

This is totally unethical.

While his baggage train was still slowly advancing forward, the enemy began to attack.

MacArthur asked with a gloomy face: "Where is our artillery unit?"

The herald replied cautiously: "General, because it is snowing now, our baggage train is advancing very slowly and is currently still in Qingchuan."

"Shit." MacArthur angrily crumpled the urgent report in his hand into a ball and threw it to the ground.

Pointing at the messenger, he shouted, "Pass my order down. The baggage troops in the rear must reach the battle point as soon as possible, even if they have to carry it on their shoulders."

"Tell Walker that if he misses the opportunity to fight, he will be punished by military law."

"Yes."

The herald replied loudly and walked out quickly.

MacArthur rubbed his head weakly, then sat down.

It was a cold and snowy night, with goose-feather-like snowflakes falling from the gloomy sky.

The team responsible for escorting the Eagle Sauce's baggage stopped at a place called Xinxingdong.

Commander Walker looked at the heavy snow and shook his head helplessly.

This horrible weather really annoyed him.

The thick snow made his car unable to move at all, so he now had no choice but to use horse and ox carts to tow these heavy artillery and other equipment.

But even so, the day's journey is only about ten kilometers.

It's snowing so heavily now that I can't walk today.

He said to his men, "Pass the order down. We will stay here tonight and set off again after the snow stops."

The subordinate nodded and passed the order on.

Then he ordered people to set up the tent quickly and let Walker go in to rest.

Outside, not far away, several white figures retreated stealthily from the side.

These people are scouts sent by Li Aiguo.

They arrived here last night and have been taking turns monitoring the area every few hours.

This road is the only way to support Eagle General's front position. Li Aiguo concluded that they must pass through here.

Of course, if they fly over just ignore what he said.

In a cave, Li Aiguo and his men were slurping instant noodles when the scouts who had just retreated quickly walked in.

The leader said, "Commander, the Eagle Sauce baggage train has arrived and is now parked at the foot of the mountain. Their heavy artillery is being pulled by horse-drawn carriages."

Li Aiguo's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he drank the last mouthful of noodles along with the soup.

He wiped his mouth and cursed: "Damn it, these bastards are finally here and made me wait here for so long."

"Everyone should eat and drink enough, and be ready for action. We should complete the task early and go back early."

In the early morning, Yang Jiaming came out with his men.

Li Aiguo originally wanted to go, but Yang Jiaming coaxed him into staying.

The weather was so cold, and he didn't want his teacher to suffer with him.

A regiment of people, carrying rockets, walked out quickly and headed straight for the location given by the scouts.

Soon, in the vast expanse of white, Yang Jiaming discovered the enemy's baggage train.

I saw that the cattle, horses and vehicles were all parked quietly in the snow, and there was a thick layer of snow piled up.

The horses kept snorting and shaking their heads, and seemed to be unaccustomed to the freezing weather.

The few scattered sentries seemed a little slack in the cold, and most of them just kept rubbing their hands and stamping their feet.

The weather is really too cold.

"This damn weather is terrible! I feel like I'm about to freeze to death." An American sentry complained, blowing on his hands.

Another one also said indignantly: "This officer has shit in his head. He made us stand guard in such cold weather while he hid in the tent and slept soundly."

Both of them looked at the tent in the middle with resentment.

After Yang Jiaming arrived at the place, he waved to the rear, and the soldiers quickly found a favorable position and skillfully set up the rocket launcher.

Aiming, calculating, adjusting the angle, all the actions were completed quickly and silently. The snowflakes fell on their shoulders and cheeks, but did not distract them at all, nor did they feel cold.

Soon, everything was ready and the soldiers turned their eyes to Yang Jiaming.

"Fire!" Yang Jiaming shouted in a low voice.

Boo hoo hoo hoo…

Dozens of rockets whizzed out in an instant, streaking across the cold night sky with blazing flames. Against the backdrop of snowflakes, the trajectories of the rockets appeared particularly eye-catching, as bright as meteors.

It looks good, but the price can be fatal.

As the rockets fell, a series of violent explosions were heard in the enemy positions. Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire snowy night. The heat waves generated by the explosions melted the surrounding snow, causing large amounts of water mist to rise.

"What's going on? Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The two soldiers who had just been complaining started shouting in panic.

Walker woke up from his sleep and rushed out without even bothering to put on his clothes.

He shouted loudly, "Quick, find the attacker and fight him back."

Walker's heart was numb.

If something goes wrong here, MacArthur will skin him alive and send him to see God when he returns.

Rockets kept falling one after another, various heavy artillery were constantly destroyed, and a raging fire broke out. The materials being transported also burned in the fire, and thick smoke billowed.

Debris and equipment debris flew everywhere, some of which fell on the snow, creating small holes.

Although Walker was in command, these people were still panicked by the sudden attack. They became a mess and ran around like blind flies.

The scene was a complete mess.

Crying, shouting, and panicked gunfire merged into one.

Walker was furious. He pulled out his pistol and shot a soldier, then shouted loudly: "Don't make any noise. The enemy is on the hillside over there. Charge at them."

The Eagle Sauce Army finally calmed down and rushed towards Yang Jiaming.

"Captain, they are coming."

Yang Jiaming just smiled coldly. The people escorted by the other party were also a regiment, and he was also a regiment.

So what if I rush up?

What's more, he is now in a high place and has powerful weapons like rockets.

If they want to die, then let them do it.

He gave the order: "Adjust the direction of the rockets to bomb the enemies rushing up first, and suppress the rest with rifles."

"If they can't make it, then we'll send them down."

Following Yang Jiaming's order, rockets whizzed out like meteors and exploded among the enemy group.

The huge explosion was deafening, flames shot up into the sky, and the enemy was instantly thrown into chaos.

The sounds of rifles rang out one after another, and dense bullets were fired at the enemy like raindrops. The enemy suffered heavy casualties under this sudden and fierce attack.

The forward movement stopped.

After all, the other side was the Eagle Sauce Army. Although they were stunned at first, they quickly organized a counterattack.

The sound of machine guns continued, and the bullets raised clouds of dust on Yang Jiaming's position. In an instant, several of our soldiers were shot.

Yang Jiaming frowned, turned around and yelled again: "Aim the rockets, fire them into the crowd, and kill these bastards."

The battle entered a fierce stage, with both sides fighting back and forth and suffering casualties.

The Eagles have several heavy machine guns, and their suppression power should not be underestimated.

Gun smoke filled the entire battlefield and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

Walker was also feeling miserable.

Under normal circumstances, he would have retreated long ago.

But he didn't dare to do that now. If anything happened to these supplies in his hands, he would definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

So he had no choice but to fight.