Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1149 - 1149 One Thousand One Hundred Thirty-Two Can't Hold On

1149: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Thirty-Two: Can’t Hold On 1149: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Thirty-Two: Can’t Hold On Once Glolov opens fire, it is truly extraordinary.

The continuous rate of fire and single shots are certainly different.

As long as you understand the trajectory, it doesn’t matter if shots at a long distance are less accurate; covering an area with dense fire will suffice, and this is surely much more effective than using a sniper rifle.

The enemy’s suppressive fire won’t target only those areas with personnel.

The attack and defense battle of Aleppo Prison has been ongoing for over a year, and both sides are very familiar with each other’s terrain and tactics.

The position held by Gao Yang is an advantageous fire point with good visibility and is definitely also under suppressive fire.

Gao Yang has already dared not stay by the window.

With machine guns of 14.5 millimeter caliber and automatic cannons of 23 millimeters, such firepower could end things with just a touch, and the enemy’s suppressive fire is fairly accurate, with bullets occasionally streaming into an unprotected window in bursts.

However, as Glolov’s bullets pour out in swathes, the Rebel Army’s suppressive fire is immediately suppressed.

Whether mounted on vehicles or entrenched on the ground, Glolov’s machine gun sweeps from left to right, then from right to left.

The bullets of the 12.7 millimeter machine gun, even after flying one thousand five hundred meters, still have enough power to turn the positions into a beehive.

Having a good Machine Gunner feels great.

After Glolov fired back and forth a few times, he loudly commanded: “Change the ammunition belt!”

The assistant gunner immediately helps to load a new ammo belt.

After Glolov fired about half of a two hundred-round belt, he shouted: “The enemy is suppressed!”

Gao Yang returned to his position and lifted the binoculars to continue observing.

The tanks have not advanced yet, but five armored vehicles have emerged, each followed by a dozen or so infantrymen slowly approaching the prison.

Gao Yang took a breath and urgently said over the radio: “Little Fly, come back inside the building.

You have no way to strike tanks from the wall.

The enemy’s fire is too fierce.

Go back upstairs, wait for the tanks to come near within the direct targeting range of the Rocket Launcher, then attack, hit the tops!”

Coming into the building, although it allows tanks to approach closer, it also provides the height advantage.

The key is to protect the rocket launcher shooter to the greatest extent.

“Understood, heading back inside the building, over.”

Having no choice but to pull back the anti-tank team, Gao Yang urgently said over the radio: “Big Bird, has the enemy’s suicide truck moved?”

“No movement!”

Saidev is also commanding.

He has more people under his command; he needs to consider the entire prison defense force, whereas Gao’s command is simpler, as he only takes care of Satan’s men and, at most, indirectly commands an anti-tank group.

Until now, Gao has not fired a single shot because the enemy’s infantry has not yet advanced.

At that moment, Jansen shouted again: “Boss, the enemy has mobilized their armed pickups.

It looks like they’re planning to move their anti-aircraft guns back from their recent positions.”

A moment later, Jansen loudly said: “The enemy has moved four pickups to suppress us with direct fire.

Two are equipped with quad 14.5 millimeter anti-aircraft machine guns, and two are equipped with twin-mounted 23 millimeter anti-aircraft guns!

Distance two hundred meters between shots!

The enemy is unfolding!”

Bullets of 12.7 millimeters still have a certain lethality at three thousand meters, but at this distance, only firing by lofting can reach the target, and the spread of the bullets becomes so wide that accurate aiming is virtually impossible.

At a distance of more than two thousand meters, Glolov can no longer execute precise suppressive fire.

Conversely, the enemy’s 14.5 millimeter anti-aircraft machine guns can’t expect to make accurate shots either, but the 23 millimeter automatic cannons’ precision and power at two thousand meters will remain unaffected.

Gao Yang is not too worried about the enemy’s suppressive fire moving back to avoid Glolov’s suppression because he has another trick up his sleeve.

“Worker Bee, fire and knock out the enemy’s suppressive firepower.”

“Understood, provide me with the coordinates.”

“Big Bird, provide Worker Bee with the coordinates.”

The pickup’s firepower was deploying, but after Jansen gave the coordinates to Tommy, Tommy fired before the enemy could.

There are mortars inside the prison, as well as gunners, so Tommy certainly doesn’t need to fire the gun by handholding the barrel; he can shoot in a more stable and precise manner.

After personally adjusting the firing elements of the three mortars, Tommy then only needed to give the command.

“Three rounds, rapid fire, fire!”

Nine mortar shells whistled down on the enemy’s newly selected position.

The four pickups were not too close to each other, but as for Tommy, well, he fired knowing shots, and just one phrase was enough.

Don’t underestimate small calibers, although sixty-millimeter mortars are not even part of the artillery sequence, a precise hit from a sixty-millimeter mortar can be deadly.

The shells landed around the pickups with a clanging barrage of explosions.

Four pickups didn’t even get a shot off before the people on them were nearly wiped out, with only one pickup driver luckily surviving and driving the vehicle away.

“Direct hit on the target, one pickup truck got away, but it looks like the operator of the anti-aircraft gun is dead, no movement on the remaining three vehicles, no movement!”

The cannon can also fire follow-up shots.

After Jansen reported the results of the shelling, Tommy raised his hand again, shouting loudly: “Single shot, fire!”

Tommy fired another round of shelling.

Gao Yang, watching through the binoculars, couldn’t help but say, “A sight for sore eyes, truly a sight for sore eyes.”

Gao Yang was concerned about the Rebel Army using a large number of technical equipment, especially those he couldn’t handle, but seeing that the enemy couldn’t make effective use of their heavy firepower, which was supposed to be a huge advantage, Gao Yang felt at ease.

Just as Gao Yang was expressing his admiration, he saw a tank slowly aiming its cannon at his position.

“F**k!

Run!”

Gao Yang grabbed his rifle and legged it, as did everyone else who hadn’t fired a shot yet—they all took to their heels.

The entire top floor of the prison building was evacuated, Gao Yang ran out of the room, through the corridor, and into the cells on the other side.

Gao Yang crouched on the floor, covering his ears, and then felt the floor shake.

Dust started to sprinkle down from the ceiling, covering everyone in dirt.

“F**k, that was an accurate hit!”

Removing his bulletproof goggles, Gao Yang wiped off the dust and put them back on, then screamed into the radio: “Big Bird!

What’s the situation?”

“The tank cannon hasn’t moved much, the tank will continue to shell!”

Gao Yang said angrily, “We can’t keep on like this, Major, is it possible to call for air support to take out the tank?”

Saidev nodded and yelled, “We can, but it’s no use.

The air force in Aleppo can only use barrel bombs now, they don’t have weapons that can deal with tanks!”

Gao Yang said helplessly, “Forget it, I should’ve bought some anti-tank missiles.”

The Rebel Army originally had tanks, but knowing that they didn’t pose much of a threat in rebel hands, Gao Yang didn’t care too much.

A rocket launcher would be sufficient, so there was no need to buy anti-tank missiles.

But the enemy’s tanks suddenly became formidable, preventing his anti-tank units from getting into position.

Regretting not buying anti-tank missiles now was too late.

Lamenting that the quality of the Rebel Army had improved too quickly, Gao Yang knocked on his helmet, pondering how to counter the enemy’s tanks.

After much thought, there was no good solution, they could only wait for the tanks to get close before they could act—there were no other options.

The floor shook again as the tank cannon fired towards Gao Yang’s nearby position for the second time.

Although there was no need to worry about the tank’s high-explosive rounds causing destruction to the prison building, the accurate shelling prevented Gao Yang and his team from staying at their firing positions.

Glolov was also forced to evacuate his firing spot.

After waiting for the third tank round, which blasted another room, Glolov stood up, quickly ran out past the protection of two thick walls, took a look, and ran back with a frown, saying, “The machine gun’s been destroyed, completely.

It’s unusable.”

Saidev immediately yelled, “Bring up a heavy machine gun!

Quick!

Bring the one from the eastern position!”

Glolov didn’t have to worry about a lack of heavy machine guns.

Just then, Jansen shouted, “Suicide trucks coming!

Two of them!

About two hundred meters apart, speeding from due west!

No, the one behind isn’t a truck, it’s an armored bulldozer!”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!”

Gao Yang let out an exasperated cry, while Saidev roared, “Heavy machine guns, stop the enemy!

Stop them!”

It wasn’t just Gao Yang and his team fighting in the prison, hundreds of men were battling alongside them.

Before their arrival, these soldiers had been defending the prison for a year.

Now, without Glolov’s powerful machine gun position, it didn’t mean there were no other machine gun emplacements left.

The west gate was the main direction of the Rebel Army’s attack.

Saidev had set up no less than four heavy machine gun positions to form a crossfire network, specifically to stop the Rebel Army attacking the west gate.

After a long battle with the Rebel Army, the defenders in the prison had become highly skilled in combat operations.

Their courage had also been honed, unlike inexperienced soldiers in the government forces who would open fire recklessly from a distance.

Instead, they would only fire when the enemy entered their range to ensure hits.

The suicide truck charging at the front was continuously hit by bullets.

Saidev’s soldiers performed well, but the truck wasn’t blown up halfway.

“The enemy’s trucks have reinforced armor!

Heavy machine guns are ineffective, ineffective!

The enemy infantry are charging, they’ve begun their assault, F**k!

The armored vehicles are also suppressing fire!”

Jansen yelled once again, and Saidev could no longer stay down.

He stood up and quickly ran to the room that had been shelled by the tank previously.

Gao Yang followed, then saw a small truck rushing towards the prison’s west gate.

As the suicide truck appeared, the enemy launched a frenzied all-out attack.

This time, the enemy’s offensive was not only fierce but also formidable.

(To be continued.

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