1108: Chapter 1045: Rush to Rescue!

Airstrike Opens Fire!_2 1108: Chapter 1045: Rush to Rescue!

Airstrike Opens Fire!_2 Are you hoping that Nabiya’s regular army and Star Federation’s Marines will come to rescue Tang Xiao and the others?

But who the hell knows if they’ll actually put in the effort?

With insufficient troops on our side, it is impossible for the special operations team from the Escort Fleet to get here anytime soon.

The situation is urgent; of course, we must take the field ourselves.

A couple should face adversity together.

As for who fired the missile that brought down the head of the intelligence agency’s private jet.

The War Statistics Institute will surely have someone investigate overnight.

Du is already going crazy over this.

However…

Distant waters can’t put out nearby fires!

No matter how hard Wu Jie tries, for now, Tang Xiao and his team can only rely on themselves.

…

Flares burst out with a blindingly white light.

Looking out, hordes of armed militants in their modified pickup trucks kick up clouds of dust as they advance.

Their origin unknown, their intentions unclear…

How dare we let them get too close?

Edison raises his sniper rifle, aiming for the fastest pickup truck.

Bang, a shot hit, the front tire bursts.

Instantly.

The armed pickup, now unbalanced, skids sideways, almost flipping over before coming to an abrupt stop.

The other vehicles also come to a halt.

A distance of about four hundred meters is maintained between the two sides.

Although this is within the effective range of a heavy machine gun, sweeping fire from this distance can mostly only suppress, not offer precision.

As for assault rifles, their accuracy doesn’t even need to be mentioned; without specialized marksmanship training, hitting targets at this range at night is merely a matter of blind faith and luck.

Every shooting veteran knows that without a scope, one can see a face at 100 meters, no face at 200 meters, no hands at 300 meters, and no head at 400 meters…

Beyond 600 meters, even with 1.5 vision, a grown man appears merely as a small speck.

And this is why scopes are so popular.

Without a scope, it’s difficult for the average person to hit a 200-meter chest target, but with one, it’s possible to take a chance at 400 meters.

Of course.

Most of the armed militants coming from the other side are wielding AK assault rifles readily available in Nabiya.

These Black shooters mostly fire haphazardly, relying on instinct rather than sights; what scope could they have?

At best, a small number of elites might use guns with optical sights, but at 400 meters in the dark, they’re hardly a threat.

Their truly lethal weapons are heavy machine guns, rocket-propelled grenades, and mortars, the so-called three treasures of armed forces.

And that’s why when building defenses, it’s important to construct fortified positions resistant to shelling.

Now.

Edison’s shot at the front vehicle’s tires forces them to stop.

Quickly, the other pickups scatter, widening their gaps.

The abundance of Black militants on the vehicles also swiftly dismount, spreading out in groups around the trucks.

“Damn it!

What do these guys want to do?

Are they here to steal the nuclear warheads?”

Tang Xiao couldn’t help muttering.

The pilot and Mechanic also whisper to each other:

“Those capable of firing surface-to-air missiles to bring down our aircraft must rank highly in Nabiya, surely not some riffraff.

It wouldn’t be difficult to find out who they are!”

“The technology of those four missiles was pretty advanced; their anti-jamming capabilities were decent, certainly not some old SAM anti-air missiles.

They felt a lot like Star Federation’s Patriot PAC missiles.”

“The Russian-made SAM and American-made PAC are the two best-selling anti-air missiles in the world, widely equipped by many countries and regions, often seen in war-torn areas.

It’s not surprising that militants would have such equipment!”

“Remember in 2014, the Malaysian airline flight that was shot down by an anti-air missile?

Nearly three hundred people perished; all of us surviving this time is already lucky!”

“Actually, which missile brought us down is not the crucial point for now.

The key is which power shot us down?

Why would they do this?

We can rule out the Star Federation first, as we are closely cooperating allies in the investigation of the stolen nuclear warheads!”

“From a conspiracy theory standpoint, do you think it could be the Nabiya regular army?

They shoot us down, trapping us in this conflict-ridden area they have been unable to suppress, thus attracting the Star Federation to send troops for a cleanup?”

“Fuck!

That’s quite the wild idea, but do you really think it’s possible?

The Nabiya authorities aren’t braindead—they shoot down our War Statistics Institute’s private plane, and if that gets traced back to them, who could possibly handle the consequences?”

…

Tang Xiao didn’t join the discussion.

After visually observing the enemy situation, she also checked the real-time aerial footage from the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft through her tactical terminal.

The unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, utilizing its superior vantage point with the photoelectric capsule, naturally had a clearer view of the scene.

Dozens of vehicles were approaching, with hundreds of troops.

Although there were no heavy armaments like tanks or armored vehicles, there was no shortage of light and heavy weapons.

It seemed as though they were getting into an attack formation, splitting their forces into two to make their move.

It’s said that all strife in the world stems from the pursuit of gain.

Be it wars between nations or conflicts between individuals, they primarily arise from clashing interests.

But the problem was…

Tang Xiao was clueless about what grievances they could possibly have with the attackers.

Perhaps the only point of contention was the two nuclear warheads buried and protected not far away in the sandy ground.

But how could these militants have known about nuclear warheads aboard the War Statistics Institute’s plane?

So this conjecture was also implausible.

However, regardless of the reason, a hard fight seemed inevitable.

Strike first to gain the upper hand; hesitate and suffer the consequences!

These militants were already upon them; could they really expect them to be here for a rescue?

So…

Without waiting for the enemy to divide their forces and deploy, Tang Xiao immediately designated the attack targets on her screen.

If they were going to bomb, they would bomb the vehicles transporting mortars and their shells among these militants.

Once the targets were confirmed, Tang Xiao immediately ordered the attack.

The unmanned attack aircraft received the command, and the photoelectric targeting system promptly calculated target data, relaying it to the avionics system.

The avionics system automatically corrected the flight attitude and then released the two aerial bombs it was carrying.

The aerial bombs didn’t fall straight from the sky but rather followed parabolic trajectories influenced by inertia and gravity.

Boom!

Boom!

Two dull explosions.

Bright flames sparkled, and dust swirled.

The unmanned aircraft, due to its limited payload, could not carry heavy aerial bombs.

But the two 50-kilogram-class aerial bombs were nothing to scoff at.

The intense explosions instantly turned several of the militants’ armed pickup trucks to shreds.

A multitude of shells were triggered to detonate in sympathy, causing successive explosions.

Shockwaves raged, shrapnel sprayed in all directions.

The overconfident militants thought there was no long-range heavy firepower on this side, so they moved leisurely and clustered together.

They sure got what was coming to them!

Caught in the chain of explosions, many were immediately killed or wounded.

Gunpowder smoke billowed, sand and dust were everywhere.

Several of the injured militants screamed in agonizing pain.

Those who were lucky enough to escape unscathed immediately began their attack.

Dadada…

Boom boom boom…

The heavy and light machine guns mounted on the armed pickups fired fiercely, spewing out crimson tongues of flame.

Covering a large number of militants, they pressed on with their attack…