Chapter 4189: Hand in hand

The Western Sahara’s shelling came quickly and went quickly. Soon, this fierce shelling stopped. The Moroccan commander breathed a sigh of relief and immediately regrouped his troops.
But just as these armored combat vehicles began to line up again and continued to deepen into the town, another burst of shelling began. Hearing the sound of the shelling, the Moroccan commander's face suddenly changed, "Bazooka!!!"
The sound of rocket launchers is very unique, because most of them are fired continuously at intervals of a few tenths of a second. There is a long directional device at the end of the projectile, and there is a fire movement in flight, so the sharp scream is also mixed with low-frequency jets. .
Many Soviet Army rockets are called "Katyusha", but the original name was specifically for the BM-13 rocket developed by the Soviet Union in the late 1930s, and later also included the BM-8 light rocket and BM-31 heavy. Rockets and so on. It is said that it is because the word "K" is engraved on the gun stand, which coincides with the initials of "Katyusha".
The Western Saharans removed the rocket launch track and moved a single rocket to the top of the building. These Western Saharan soldiers were not well-educated and used extremely dangerous and barbaric operations. After roughly aiming with the rocket, set it up from a high position.
They even abandoned the method of using a battery to ignite a single shot, smashing open the back cover of the rocket, and holding the torch to directly fire the propellant. Yes, it is like lighting a firecracker on a festive day, directly igniting the propellant.
As a result, these rockets were condescending and fired directly into the Moroccan armored cluster. The explosion was shocking. Although not very accurate, it belongs to random flying. But the rocket launcher is like this. It is not a precision strike weapon in the first place, and the general direction is almost the same.
Even if the tank is not destroyed, it can kill soldiers on a large scale. Or damage some tank parts, blow up some relatively vulnerable positions of the tank, such as tracks. In case of a collision with the Universiade, he directly hit a tank. It's not a joke either.
The rocket hit the tank directly, even if it could not penetrate the armor, the crew inside would be shaken to death on the spot, and some equipment inside the tank would be destroyed on the spot.
Fortunately, this attack did not last long. The Moroccan side only lost some infantry, plus an unlucky tank.
The Moroccan side also immediately launched a counterattack, and immediately carried out shelling on several buildings suspected of containing enemy forces. Several buildings collapsed halfway in the sound of shelling, and there was no such terrible sound of rockets after that.
"They hide in the town, go forward with all their strength, go forward with all their strength! I want to crush them! I only give you an hour, and must take the town of Vitambool for me! Clear out all resistance from the enemy!" Moroccan commander Furious. After all, he hadn't even seen the enemy's face, he had already lost many tanks.
At a distant observation point, Lin Rui put down the telescope in his hand. He slowly turned his head and said, "The enemy has already taken the bait, but the real battle has just begun."
"Each company has entered the designated position. No matter how tragic the battle is, we must ensure the withdrawal of the main force. I have energized all the troops and ordered the withdrawal. I will cover them in Vitambool." Edgar Rondo The general whispered.
Lin Rui nodded silently.
The Moroccan troops continued to advance to the town. After having learned several times before, they did not dare to be careless and kept searching and advancing carefully. Infantry troops do not dare to show up easily, usually hiding behind tanks to follow.
"Boss and they are about to enter the ambush area, the nearest tank is only 100 meters away from me, wait, it will be less than 100 meters soon." Kuaima reported via wireless communication.
"Wait, their follow-up troops have not kept up. Let them pass first." Lin Rui whispered.
"If you let them go, they will soon enter the middle of the town, and will be close to the central square." Kuaima lowered his voice.
"Then let them go on. Just wait for me, don't do it lightly." Lin Rui replied.
"But when you enter the middle of the town, the road section will be open when you reach the central square. Their armored forces can be deployed. Then our trouble will be big." Kuaima said anxiously.
"I won't let them go to that point and continue to stand by. Get ready for remote-controlled bombs." Lin Rui replied. After speaking, he switched to another channel, "Sausage, how is it? Now it's up to you."
"Don't worry, boss, they are already in position. I'm ready." Sausage whispered.
While they were talking, an infantry of the Moroccan army suddenly discovered a hidden roadside bomb and exclaimed, "There is a bomb!!! Led, a roadside bomb made of three bundled shells."
A few Moroccan soldiers quickly ran over to stop the tank from advancing. And waved his hand to slowly retreat the front tank to a safe enough position. Then a few soldiers of the bomb disposal squad covered in riot and heavy armor walked over and prepared to discharge bombs.
"What's the matter? Did they find the bomb you planted?" Lin Rui asked in a low voice.
"These fools really thought they could find my bomb." Sausage chuckled. "Those bombs are fake and they were deliberately discovered. In this case, the foremost tank will be evacuated to a relatively safe position. The subsequent tank troops will also stop.
Only when they stop, will they feel the surprise I prepared for them. "Sausage looked down at the remote detonator in his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Can we start?" Boss? "
"Go ahead," Lin Rui replied.
Sausage pressed the remote detonation device in his hand, a series of earth-shattering explosions. The entire building on the side of the road collapsed. The front few tanks of the Moroccan troops were caught off guard. The collapsed building was forced underneath, and the dust raised was almost four stories high.
The huge reinforced concrete block was smashed from a height, and the solid tank was almost deformed, pressing the entire building on its body, and it was almost impossible to drive out. The Moroccan's forward formation was immediately blocked.
The sausage bomb was not aimed at the tank itself at all, but through directional blasting, it destroyed two roadside buildings. The massive ruins of the collapsed building completely buried the two tanks and the marching route of the subsequent tanks.
This change was unexpected by the Moroccan army. Just as they were trying to clear the roadblocks and rescue the tank crew, the Western Saharan forces began their offensive operations.
The equipment they use is extremely simple, it is a single-soldier rocket launcher. One by one, members of the Western Sahara Force poked their heads from the upstairs windows on both sides of the road, holding a rocket launcher and launching downward.