145: Advance

Facing the heavy machine gun ports and the two hideous barrels of the war god tank, the King Kong Country soldiers who had been caught up with didn't dare resist. With terrified expressions, they quickly dropped their weapons and knelt on both sides of the tank's path, fearing that if they were too late, they would be crushed by the steel behemoth before them.

As for the surrendered King Kong Country soldiers, the armored units ignored them and continued their pursuit of the enemy. For a moment, the entire wilderness was like a game of cat and mouse. One had to admit, though, that these Black Brothers really ran fast—on par with the South Koreans.

In less than ten minutes, the remaining King Kong Country soldiers had basically either surrendered or been torn to shreds by the heavy machine guns on the tanks and armored vehicles. By this time, the lead tank units had already entered Bamu Ji City—the army was at the gates!

In the distance, a violent roar erupted from the horizon. Simultaneously, a small black dot appeared on the radar inside the tank; the color black represented the enemy.

The tank commander then said, "Enemy observation aircraft detected. Radar, lock on. Launch Venom anti-aircraft missiles!"

"Yes!" replied the two Clone Soldiers inside the tank who were focused on air defense.

Immediately after, a hidden flap on the side armor of the war god tank opened. A small Venom anti-aircraft missile was then ejected, heading straight for a reconnaissance helicopter that was now visible to the naked eye on the horizon.

Two seconds later, the Venom anti-aircraft missile struck its target with precision. The reconnaissance helicopter was instantly transformed into a ball of fire in the sky before crashing to the ground.

The small Venom anti-aircraft missile is the primary air defense weapon of the war god tank. It is mainly used at the front lines and for key point defense, targeting various aircraft and helicopters flying at low or ultra-low altitudes.

In modern warfare, the threat aircraft pose to tanks goes without saying. Without air defense, tanks are nothing more than sitting ducks in front of planes. The war god tank was equipped with air defense weapons specifically to address this weakness. While small anti-aircraft missiles cannot threaten high-altitude planes, low-altitude aircraft like helicopters, fighters, and drones shouldn't even try to pick a fight.

The small Venom anti-aircraft missile is light and flexible. It is 1.5 meters long, 7 centimeters in diameter, with a wingspan of 10 centimeters. The fully assembled weight does not exceed 16 kilograms, allowing a two-person team to operate it with extreme mobility. The launch tube is 1.83 meters long, while the missile body itself is 1.5 meters long with a diameter of 70 millimeters. It has a maximum range of 8,000 meters, a maximum altitude of 3,000 meters, and a maximum flight speed of 660 meters per second.

It utilizes a passive optical dual-color seeker head and is equipped with an IFF transponder and a microprocessor, giving it extremely precise guidance capabilities.

At the same moment the reconnaissance helicopter was blown to pieces, in a large military camp command center sixty kilometers away from Bamu Ji City.

Currently, every officer inside the command center was silent, and even the military advisor sent by USA looked dumbfounded.

After a long while, the USA military advisor, Dominic, asked in disbelief, "What kind of tank is this? Has any of you seen it before?"

Of course, asking the Black Brothers this was like playing a lute to a cow. Fortunately, besides the King Kong Country officers, this command center also housed people from mercenary groups sent by Gaolu Country and John Country.

A burly white man frowned and said, "I have some impression of this kind of tank. I remember back during the arms race, the Great Northern Power developed this type of twin-barrel tank. But because of the twin cannons, the tank's weight became excessive and the internal space was compressed, leading to this design being passed over. But what on earth is this tank that suddenly appeared in Xinan Country? And it's actually equipped with anti-aircraft missiles?!"

Another silence fell over the command center.

Soon after, a Black Brother officer from King Kong Country asked weakly, "Advisor Dominic, are we still going to fight?"

Dominic choked at the question, his face looking very grim. He muttered to himself, "Fight? Fight my ass. I thought being a military advisor in Africa would be an easy job, especially since USA provided a batch of advanced individual weapons that would crush the enemy. Who would have thought the enemy would be even more ruthless, even rolling out a damn steel torrent? If it were the regular USA army, we could still put up a fight. But now, expecting these Black Brothers, who don't even have a single decent heavy weapon, to fight? This is just sending them to their deaths, alright?"

Of course, knowing the outcome was one thing, but Dominic wouldn't say it like that. After all, it wasn't his men who were going to die. After thinking for a moment, Dominic said solemnly, "Of course we fight. Are you going to surrender just like that? Although the opponent's heavy firepower is powerful, we have our own advantages—namely, a sufficient number of personnel. Xinan Country was only recently established, so their army cannot be very large. We have deep strategic depth. As long as we wear down their armored units one by one, victory will eventually be ours.

General Dikala, here is the plan: let's give up Bamu Ji City for now and order the reinforcements to pull back. Fighting an armored unit in the open wilderness is unwise. We must hurry and quickly build defensive fortifications at their next point of attack. Dig more tank ditches, lay more minefields, and cut off the enemy's tank mobility."

Seeing Dominic say this, the expression on the face of the black general named Dikala softened considerably. He thought to himself that these military experts from major powers were indeed reliable; they weren't using his soldiers as cannon fodder.

But was that really the case?

When Dikala left with the group of Black Brother officers to issue the orders, only the commanders of the mercenary groups from Gaolu Country and John Country remained in the command center's meeting room.

It was the same burly white man from before. He frowned and asked, "Advisor Dominic, are you sure what you said can pose a threat to the opponent? Both of our teams are mercenary groups, and the heavy firepower we brought is extremely limited. As for King Kong Country's heavy firepower—we both know what that's like; it's all ancient junk, and it's uncertain if it will even work on the battlefield.

I admit that the method you mentioned can temporarily stall them, but without enough hard power, the front line will collapse sooner or later. Moreover, the opponent has only shown one type of monstrous tank unit so far. What if they have other advanced weapons? How are we supposed to resist then?"

Hearing this, Dominic smiled bitterly. "Commander Talos, don't you think I know that? But do we have a choice right now? The current regime of Xinan Country is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface. First, it was hypersonic anti-aircraft missiles, and now it's this monstrous tank unit. Is this something a small African country can possess? What I said was just a delaying tactic. In a moment, I need to report to the homeland. We have seriously underestimated the level of war threat from Xinan Country. With the forces we currently have, we are simply not strong enough to win this war unless the homeland sends troops over."

"Fine, go and report. However, we didn't come here to fight as cannon fodder. I hope you understand," replied the white mercenary commander named Talos with a hint of a threat.