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Chapter 564 Barrage Anti-Missile System, Eastern and Western Fronts

Chapter 564 Barrage Anti-Missile System, Eastern and Western Fronts

Regarding long-range transport aircraft.

Although North America currently has 150 C-5 Galaxy and 370 C-17 Globemaster III aircraft scattered around the world, it is impossible to concentrate them on Japan Island in a short period of time, let alone send nearly 30 Japanese troops to Mexico all at once.

However, North America has a large number of military bases in the Pacific, so short- and medium-range transport aircraft can refuel whether they are traveling around the Arctic or passing through Hawaii.

Therefore, by using C-130 Hercules aircraft from the North American military base in Japan, along with a batch of Japanese transport aircraft, and then adding C-5 and C-17 aircraft, the North American Flying Group easily transported nearly 30 Japanese troops to the airspace over central Mexico in 10 hours of emergency flight.

It's 1 a.m. Americas time.

由洛克希德公司于1970年制造,编号为3-511-12的C-5A银河运输机机舱内。

More than 400 paratroopers from the 2nd Infantry Battalion, 1st Airborne Regiment, Western Army of Japan, conducted a final check of their equipment.

Battalion Commander Konishi, wearing the rank of Major (Captain), patrolled the aircraft cabin in the morning while explaining the details of the battle over the loudspeaker:

"You all should know how wicked the world's grain merchants are."

"They used graphics card matrices to block our networks, lock our computers, and cripple our economy."

"They used the peace of the world to break through our customs, seize our power to set food prices, and undermine our food self-sufficiency."

"They inflated our grain prices, manipulated our stocks, and plundered our wealth through the concessions."

"Their leader even made public statements attacking our national self-confidence while forcing us to buy three series of US Treasury bonds..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, the evil world grain merchants are pushing us into an abyss!"

"And now the opportunity has come. They are down there. For the sake of the Japanese islands, for the sake of our descendants, please strive hard!"

"Onboard!"

With a shout from more than 400 paratroopers, the parachute entrance to the aircraft was opened.

Full of enthusiasm, the Self-Defense Force members lined up and jumped down, dragging static ropes along the steel cable.

At this moment.

Under the pitch-black night sky, the vast land resembled an Eastern Spring Festival celebration, with flashes of firecrackers everywhere and occasional dazzling ground-level fireworks.

As the flares slowly rose into the sky, the Self-Defense Force paratroopers who jumped out of the plane couldn't help but gasp.

The devastated land was littered with wrecked warplanes, scrapped tanks, shattered armored vehicles, and broken self-propelled artillery pieces...

Especially the front lines.

Flames and thick smoke mingled, explosions and howls resounded.

West African soldiers charging forward were riddled with bullets by North American machine gunners.
The North American machine gunners who tried to stop the charge were immediately blown into the air by West African mortars.
A North American soldier with a broken leg pulled the pin on a grenade the instant West African soldiers rushed into the trench, and he took them down with him.

Another West African soldier, who had entered the trench and was about to be surrounded, activated the explosive device on his back while laughing and giving the middle finger to the North American soldiers…

boom!
On this vast battlefield, there are countless craters, three or four meters deep and six or seven meters in diameter, resembling the surface of the moon.

The scorched earth surrounding the crater, still emitting wisps of smoke, was a mixture of countless drops of blood and flesh, long since turned reddish-brown…

When this round of flares went out.

The Self-Defense Force paratroopers, who were originally full of enthusiasm, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over their heads, and they all shivered.

They thought this war would be like the counterinsurgency in Iraq, with casualties, but with careful handling, they would eventually defeat the enemy.

Unexpectedly, this battle was so intense and brutal.

But once the arrow is released, there's no turning back; another kilometer or so and we'll reach the ground.

Suddenly.

On the southern land where the Combined Fleet was located, countless red lights suddenly appeared.

Some Self-Defense Force paratroopers hovering in the air suddenly realized something and shouted down, "Air strike!"

However, no air raid sirens were heard from the North American positions.

"Has North America's air defense system been destroyed?"

In doubt.

Countless red dots appeared in the blink of an eye in front of the Self-Defense Force paratroopers, then burst into bloom in mid-air.

bang bang bang...

The muffled thuds and bursts of blinding blue light caused the Self-Defense Force paratroopers floating in mid-air to instinctively curl up in defense.

But after waiting for a while, I still didn't feel any pain.

The Self-Defense Force paratroopers opened their eyes and saw strange floating objects with flashing arcs of electricity all around them.

They were like statically charged foam debris, quickly adhering to nearby paratroopers.

"what is this?"

"Aside from burning the skin, it doesn't seem to have any destructive power."

Some of the bolder Self-Defense Force paratroopers even reached out and grabbed the floating objects, saying, "The temperature dropped, and it felt like it was made of fiber."

"I know, this is a three-dimensional graphite electromagnetic pulse bomb!"

"Haha, those idiots actually used electromagnetic pulse grenades to stop paratroopers?"

Mexico's eastern and western parts are mostly mountainous, while the central part is a plain. This plain is shaped like an inverted triangle, widening as it extends northwards and reaching all the way to North America.

The southernmost part of this inverted triangle is called León.

It is like a pass that can be held by one man against ten thousand, located on the most important north-south transportation route.

Therefore, if the Combined Fleet defeats the elite of the 10 North American troops and then takes this place, it will be as if they have breached the Shanhaiguan Pass and then marched straight in.

The Pentagon certainly understood this, which is why it deployed two-thirds of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces to the outskirts of León.

Because of the concentrated deployment, the 20 paratroopers were only about ten meters apart from each other, which hardly affected their ability to communicate with each other nearby.

So much so that the ridicule spread like wildfire, quickly reaching a large area.

But the laughter suddenly stopped.

Many paratroopers were surprised to find that their descent speed had suddenly increased significantly.

And faster and faster.

"idiot!"

The paratroopers cursed as they looked up, their expressions instantly freezing, their eyes filled with terror.

The parachutes that filled the sky had somehow transformed into giant, bright orange lanterns with blazing flames.

Some had just caught fire, some were burning and falling to the ground, and some had already burned to ashes, accompanied by extremely terrified screams.

Even more terrifying.

Some of the surviving paratroopers, as they got closer to the ground, looked back at the sky and saw a huge blue object resembling an umbrella in the pitch-black night.

It tilts high in the sky, like a super filter; almost every parachute that drifts in will attract charged, high-temperature fibers and then be quickly ignited...
And then.

bang bang bang...

For a moment, the sky looked like it was filled with dumplings.

Some surviving paratroopers, upon reaching the ground, were unable to avoid being crushed by their parachutes.

Even those who miraculously escaped all the paratroopers, witnessing such a horrific scene caused their psychological defenses to crumble on the spot; some cried out in despair, while others stood frozen in shock…
.
North America is the front line.

Marine Corps - 9th Expeditionary Brigade.

The person in charge, Brigadier General West, had half of his arm severed by shrapnel from a shell.

After receiving emergency medication, he used his remaining left hand to hold a night-vision telescope and gaze at the Japanese Self-Defense Forces that were airdropping.

Witnessing the barrage anti-missile system unleash its power, and seeing nearly half of the 200,000 paratroopers turn into fireballs, West's already pale face turned even paler.

Normally, military parachutes should be fireproof and flameproof.

However, due to cost constraints, these types of parachutes made of composite materials are currently only equipped for pilots.

Paratroopers and Ground Self-Defense Force personnel urgently deployed to Japan would certainly use traditional military parachutes, which are cost-effective and made of flammable materials such as nylon.

After all, during combat, this thing is basically a disposable item.

I never imagined that today would lead to such serious consequences.

At this time.

bang bang...

Two muffled thuds followed, and two more corpses appeared outside the concealed entrance to the command post.

The enemy was wearing Japanese combat uniforms and insignia that hadn't been changed yet. Their weapons were scattered everywhere, and their pack bags were crushed and burst, revealing ration cans, unexploded grenades, and boxes of ammunition...

West paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

Before any instructions were given, the North American soldiers outside were the first to react.

"ammunition?"

"We have canned food!"

"Supplies have arrived!"

"Five are landing from the east!"

"Hurry, hurry, don't let those beasts from West Africa steal it!"

"C-130! C-130! Our transport planes have landed behind Hill 1175. Hurry, hurry, there must be heavy Japanese weaponry on board."

Amidst the jubilant shouts, the firepower of the North American front lines suddenly increased several levels.

The 21 West African soldiers who were charging forward had to temporarily retreat and use Katyusha and mortars for fire suppression.

A few seconds later.

They narrowly escaped all the Japanese Self-Defense Force paratroopers, only to be overwhelmed by a barrage of artillery fire.

boom boom boom…

Amidst the thick smoke of gunpowder, the mournful sounds of Japanese could be faintly heard.

"Mom, I want to go home!"

West's Ninth Expeditionary Brigade, having suffered nearly 70% casualties, barely managed to halt the army's retreat thanks to this unprecedented supply. They had no reason to care about the bewildered Japanese soldiers.

Once the anti-missile system's effects wore off, he quickly grabbed his communicator and roared, "Take this opportunity to break out to the north! 1st and 2nd Regiments at the 11 o'clock position, 3rd and 4th Regiments at the 2 o'clock position, bypass Hill 1175, then regroup urgently and use Japanese weaponry to construct a second line of defense!"

"Received, 1th Regiment!"

"Received, 2th Regiment!"

"Received, 3th Regiment!"

"Received, 4th Regiment!"

"Received from the 5th Regiment!" "Where did the 5th Regiment come from?"

"Sorry, wrong channel. We are the 5th Assault Regiment of the 083rd Mountain Division, 8th Army of the 21st Group of West African States."

"Fuck!"

...

West coast of Mexico.

In the vast ocean, the 4.6-ton displacement amphibious assault ship of the Tri-Series lies silently under the cover of night, drifting with the current.

In the cabin.

Joint Fleet Headquarters.

"North America has deployed three aircraft carriers in the Pacific Ocean, but only two are currently operational, and their combat power has been halved."

"In addition, 12 Arleigh Burke-class destroyers, 5 Ticonderoga-class cruisers, 1 Wasp-class amphibious assault ship, and 1 San Antonio amphibious transport dock that just entered service this year have been deployed..."

"With our current fleet, we are capable of preventing them from supporting Mexico unless they fight to the death."

"But the premise is that we need to rely on the strength of the 21 West African nations to prevent the main force of the Atlantic Fleet from entering Mexico and bypassing the Drake Passage into the Pacific Ocean."

Military staff officers continuously derive optimal solutions based on AI-simulated combat systems.

The Air Force commander, nicknamed "Tiger," wore a Western-style wig that matched Rumsfeld's image, dressed in the military uniform Rumsfeld liked, and smoked the pipe Rumsfeld was fond of. He sat in front of the visualization equipment of the command and combat system, listening attentively.

His current identity is, on the surface, that of 'fake Rumsfeld'.

The intelligence system revealed the name as 'West African General - Dublai'.

This character's status and ability in West Africa are second only to Old He, but he is brutal and treats soldiers' lives like dirt, making him both feared and hated by the vast majority of West Africans.

The Air Force's "Fierce Tigers" came here primarily to hone the command and combat capabilities of large-scale military units.

These are military qualities that are difficult for modern generals to possess.

Or, to put it another way, heroes are made by the times. Now that there are no large-scale military confrontations, it is difficult to sift through the sands of time and select 'commanders' through repeated wars.

So he sent him over to participate in the selection process.

In the words of Chief Yu: "If you can't train even after losing 500,000 people, then you don't need to come back."

Of course, Lao He had already proven himself through the S1 and S2 wars in Africa, the Eastern Front wars, the Syrian war, and so on, and had successfully passed all the tests. Otherwise, he would not have been stationed in West Africa for so many years.

for a long time.

After listening to the analysis, the Air Force's "Tiger" contacted Lao He and invited him to participate in the Atlantic deployment.

They then used the Theta Starlink to check the situation at the front.

At this moment, almost seven or eight out of ten of the Japanese troops airdropped on the outskirts of León have been wiped out.

The Air Force Tiger was very glad that he had come up with a brilliant idea.

The barrage anti-missile system uses three specially designed missiles with a firing altitude of 1.5 to 2.2 meters.

Under the deployment of air defense systems, it can first take to the sky, then arrange itself in flight, and finally explode in the target airspace in a matrix manner, forming interconnected spheres that last for 2-5 minutes.

The graphite fibers after bursting have little power; they mainly use the high temperature and flame generated by the instantaneous current overload, as well as the residual high-energy electromagnetic waves, to interfere with, block, and detonate enemy missiles.

Normally, paratroopers' combat uniforms are not flammable or conductive, so even if they are attracted to graphite fibers carrying an electric current, they will not suffer much harm.

However, Japan was able to quickly assemble 30 Self-Defense Force members and urgently send them over by transport plane...

The Air Force Tiger immediately gritted his teeth, betting that the Japanese paratroopers were equipped with flammable traditional military parachutes.

As it turned out, the gamble paid off.

Of the nearly 20 paratroopers, at least 15 were killed upon landing.

What a glorious record!
What an outrageous tactic!
Once this battle is over, and the secrets are declassified fifty years later, his name as the "Tiger of the Air Force" will surely be etched in history.

After all, no one has ever killed so many Japanese soldiers since the end of World War II.

Especially since it's a one-time solution.

Upon realizing this, Kongbu Menghu quickly opened his laptop, created a document, and summarized the experience of this battle, naming it: "On the Importance of Following the Right Person."

After thinking for a moment, he changed the file name to: On the Importance of Collective Ideology in the Construction of a Modern Military Headquarters.

But after thinking about it again, I decided to use: On the importance of following the right people!
...

Central Mexico.

The Western Front.

The majestic Sierra Madre mountain range prevented the entry of heavy weaponry.

To defend the area, the Pentagon specifically deployed the 1st Infantry Division, skilled in mountain warfare, as well as Rangers and Delta Force, adept at sabotage behind enemy lines.

In order to provide left-wing support to the Leon battlefield and to take the place as soon as possible, the combined fleet specially arranged for primitive warriors recruited from various tribes in West Africa.

Of course, "primitive warrior" is just a title.

In fact, their equipment was not only not outdated, but even surpassed that of the Rangers and Delta Force.

Just like spear 1389.

This person is tall and strong, and can carry two drone combat platforms without the need for a mechanical exoskeleton.

After making contact with the enemy, it uses AI to control 24 drones to assist in combat, such as reconnaissance, early warning, positioning, and providing a viewpoint.

Then choose to throw a specially made spear, or wear armor, wield a spear, and charge into the enemy ranks, wreaking havoc.

Thus, 2500 primitive warriors fought a day-long battle against an equal number of rangers and Delta Force, the latter suffering heavy casualties, and the 1st Infantry Division was cut off from its supply lines by the primitive warriors.

As darkness fell, the 1st Infantry Division decided to launch a preemptive strike in order to avoid being passively attacked.

Then, through the keyhole spy satellite, they saw burly and powerful primitive warriors, in groups of three or five, carrying thousands of Katyusha rocket launchers to the rugged highlands.

How is this played?
Therefore, the 1st Infantry Division retreated across the board.

They thought they couldn't escape, but to their surprise, the Japanese Self-Defense Forces descended from the sky and took the brunt of Katyusha's roar for the 1st Infantry Division.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Boom boom boom!
Thousands of Katyusha rockets, with just ten salvos, wiped out several mountain peaks.

The 2 Japanese Self-Defense Force troops who were airdropped disappeared as soon as they landed.

It was early morning, and we were in the mountains, plus communication was intermittent.

The commander of the 1st Infantry Division angrily shouted at the Pentagon, "Where are the promised reinforcements from the Japanese islands?!"

Defense Secretary Robert Gates: "???"

RAND Corporation representative: "???"

Eastern Front.

The towering Sierra Madre East mountain range also prevented the entry of heavy weaponry.

The Pentagon deployed the 82nd Airborne Division, along with Navy SEALs and Green Berets, at this location.

Its primary responsibility was to defend the port of Tamiawa, to receive the defeated troops after the North American defeat, and then return to North America by sea, or to receive reinforcements and heavy weaponry from the North American mainland.

The combined fleet deployed a full West African Legion, approximately 37,000 troops, to the region, equipped with the Headless Horseman airborne tanks.

Its main task was to seize the port, destroy the shore-based weaponry that North America had deployed in earlier years, and welcome the three-line ships that were passing through Panama into the port.

The two sides engaged in fierce fighting throughout the day, suffering casualties on both sides.

At night, special operations teams from both sides would either lie in ambush, launch attacks, or sabotage operations behind enemy lines.
Then 2 Japanese Self-Defense Force troops descended from the sky.

Because the arrival was so sudden, North America had not yet included its self-defense forces in the identification of friend or foe, and the Joint Fleet was even less likely to classify the other side as a friendly unit.

So the seals and green berths attacked from north to south, while the West African Legion's special forces attacked from south to north.

Although the 82nd Airborne Division's communications were normal, it received notifications from the Pentagon, and even spotted Japanese paratroopers on the front lines.

However, nighttime combat, especially in mountainous terrain, and with the enemy being particularly cunning and ruthless, was challenging.
Overnight.

Not many seals and green berths died.

Not many special forces from the Combined Fleet were killed.

But corpses were everywhere.

Furthermore, the special forces of both sides in the conflict have all achieved numerous victories.

Early morning of February 15th, Americas time.

Eastern Time, evening of February 15th.

Shungeng Mountain Villa.

Yu Yang hosted Old Bu and Old Smith again.

Yesterday we had hot pot, today we're having barbecue.

The waiter was still Zashi Warburg.

Old Bush used the Japanese Self-Defense Forces as a buffer, giving himself enough time to raise more troops in North America, and now he's actually in a more relaxed position.

"In three hours, 200,000 reservists from Japan will arrive in Mexico."

"I believe the West African Legion can hold out for another 7 days until the arrival of 15 legions from Southeast Asia, totaling 52 troops."

"There's no point in us continuing like this."

"How can it be meaningless? The wounded can promote the development of medical technology in the three systems, the disabled can promote the prosthetic limb industry in the three systems, firefights can train the AI ​​command and combat systems in the three systems, consumption can eliminate the collective surplus production capacity, high-intensity collisions can stimulate the research and development of weapons in the three systems, and the sacrifice of energetic black-skinned young people can help stabilize West Africa. In short, war makes mankind progress and is beneficial in every way."

"You're really crazy!"

"I was very clear-headed, at least I didn't send out the factory guards."

"But the main force in West Africa has been almost wiped out, the oil country's agricultural reclamation corps has been reduced by more than half, the joint fleet has only 10 troops left in Mexico, while the Japanese Self-Defense Force has 10 left, plus 6 elite troops in North America, and 20 Japanese reservists who are about to arrive. Within a week, the advantage is in our hands!"

“Mr. Brooks, if the casualties exceed a certain percentage, the legion will collapse, become afraid to fight, and surrender.”

"Surrender? Only the backward primitive people of West Africa would surrender!"

After finishing his speech, Old Bu stormed off.

Yu Yang continued eating and drinking, and finally lit a cigarette, glancing at Old Smith, who was also enjoying his meal.

"You need to speed things up over there, or I really can't handle it here."

Old Smith raised his glass in a gesture of respect, saying, "If you lend me 200 fat black men, I can drag old Morgan out and whip his corpse tonight."

"Sorry, you'll have to figure out how to get rid of old Morgan yourself."

"Isn't your concern that after I deal with Morgan, I'll team up with Brooks to pin the blame on you? Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

"hehe!"

(End of this chapter)

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