Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 1273 All Blast! Simple, Direct, and Brutal!

Song Heping's command vehicle was parked about 5 kilometers away from the refinery. As the commander, he no longer needed to personally lead his troops into battle. He could learn about the battlefield situation through real-time footage transmitted by drones and reports from various squad leaders.

But the footage transmitted back by the drone still made him feel quite excited.

Currently, although the first and second battalions successfully launched the surprise attack, the resistance inside the refinery has exceeded expectations.

More importantly, we must acquire the refinery more quickly.

Once the 1515 militia in Baiji recover and organize a large force to enter the oil refinery and engage in a protracted battle with the 1st and 2nd Battalions, it will greatly prolong the entire battle.

Time is very precious.

After all, once the fighting starts here, Bakdadi will probably soon learn of the attack on Baiji, and Az in Titrit will also find out.

His presence here implies that he is not in command of the militia forces surrounding Titrick.

This would greatly increase Az's confidence in launching a counterattack, and it is estimated that he would immediately organize nearly 30,000 1515 elements in the city to counterattack Jiang Feng and Samir.

"Order Abuyu to intensify the attack! Tell him that the harder the attack goes in the west of the city, the less pressure we'll face here!"

Song Heping shouted to the communications soldier.

He needed the feint attack on the west to turn into a real offensive, to tie down the reserves in Baiji as much as possible, preventing them from sending reinforcements to the oil refinery.

Meanwhile, outside Titrick.

Before dawn, Jiang Feng and Samir had also stayed up all night.

The battle in the direction of Baiji has begun, and both of them are on tenterhooks.

"Drone reconnaissance shows no signs of large-scale troop movements within Titrick."

Technical officer's report from the drone company.

Samir breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "It seems Az really was fooled by us."

Jiang Feng, however, dared not be careless: "We cannot let our guard down. Order the artillery to conduct another round of rapid fire, targeting 500 meters behind the enemy's forward positions, to create the illusion that we are about to launch an attack! After that, we must retreat immediately according to plan!"

Soon, on the artillery positions of the "Liberation Forces," a few heavy cannons and a large number of mortars roared again, shells crossing the middle of the standoff and landing near the area where the Titrick defenders might be gathering.

The smoke and dust from the explosion rose again.

This round of shelling undoubtedly reinforced Az's judgment that the main force of the "Liberation Forces" was still intact and an offensive was imminent.

He became even more determined to hold the line and await reinforcements, and even redeployed some troops from other directions to strengthen the frontal defense.

He was completely unaware that he was perfectly playing the role of the "suspicious and fearful general" in Song Heping's script.

As dawn broke, the battle inside the Baiji oil refinery reached its climax.

A portion of the fanatical defenders retreated to the core control building, attempting to put up a last-ditch resistance.

Time is running out!

Song Heping glanced at his watch and sternly questioned over the radio:

"Miloš, can you guys get this done in twenty minutes?"

Battalion Commander Milos had already led his men to infiltrate the vicinity of the control building.

"It can be done!"

Milos gave a very positive reply, and then called Wells, the 2nd Battalion Commander in charge of remote support, over the radio.

"Wells, have your long-range fire suppress the enemies inside the building. I only need five minutes! Don't give them a chance to show themselves and attack us within five minutes. I'm sending men in to blow up the building! Damn it! Fighting them room by room and staircase by staircase is killing too many brothers! Just blow it up, it'll be easier!"

"Alright, leave the fire support to me!"

After saying that, Wells personally ran to the artillery battery's position.

"Immediately launch a barrage of fire on the control building inside the refinery, and blast those scum on the rooftop to smithereens! Don't let them hide on the rooftop and attack the First Battalion's attacking force!"

"Yes! I'll give them a rapid-fire package!" The mortar company commander was full of confidence.

"five minutes!"

Wells stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, waved it at the mortar company commander, and shouted:
"I need you to maintain suppressive fire for at least five minutes. The first battalion's assault team needs to enter the building and blow it up; they need time!"

"Understood! Sir!"

The company commander wiped the oil and dust off his face, but his eyes were unusually firm. "Just watch me!"

The order spread swiftly throughout the mortar position like an electric current.

The gunners, like precision instruments wound up tightly, began to operate at high speed.

"Attention, all units! Target: Controlled building and rooftop area! High-explosive rounds, instant fuse! Sight setting XXX, bearing XXX! One test shot!"

The roar of the artillery company commander echoed across the position.

The loader swiftly retrieved the heavy 81mm high-explosive fragmentation rounds from the green ammunition box and smoothly slid them into the muzzle.

"Boom!"

"Thump!" "Thump!"

Several muffled gunshots rang out in succession, and the scorching gas spewing from the muzzle instantly blew the dust on the ground into a ring.

Several shells, accompanied by sharp whistling sounds, pierced through the smoke-polluted air and hurtled towards the core area of ​​the nearby oil refinery with extremely high trajectories.

The short flight time seemed to be stretched out.

All the gunners tilted their heads slightly, their eyes following the unseen trajectory of the bullet.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The test-fired shells exploded into several black and red fireballs on the roof of the control building and in the nearby open space, scattering fragments and tearing the roof railings and what appeared to be machine gun emplacements to shreds.

Human remains, barely visible, were thrown into the air.

"Target area hit! Adjust parameters, 002 to the right, add one! Full burst! Five rapid fires! Fire!"

The observer quickly reported the data, and the company commander's orders were given almost seamlessly.

The real steel storm has begun!

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The entire mortar position erupted with a continuous and intense roar!

One shell after another was launched at an extremely high rate of fire, forming an almost continuous parabola of death in the air.

The control building and its surrounding area were instantly engulfed in a series of explosions and thick smoke!
“Rumble, rumble—!”

The explosions were no longer isolated sounds, but rather merged into a continuous roar!
High-explosive warheads repeatedly struck the reinforced concrete building structure and floor platforms, each explosion causing violent tremors and large chunks of concrete being violently thrown up and down.

On the rooftop platform, the survival time of more than a dozen 1515 militants could only be measured in seconds under this devastating, all-encompassing attack.

The dense barrage of mortar shells turned the entire rooftop into a giant hot pot.

A heavy machine gun that was just spitting fire was hit directly, turning the gunner and the gunner into flying parts.

Thick smoke and dust completely enveloped the upper part of the building, and only through the occasional gaps torn open by gusts of air could one see the flickering flames inside.

The drone footage from Song Heping's command vehicle showed the explosions on the top floor of the control building flashing amidst the smoke and dust, a scene comparable to the climax of the most explosive war movie.

"Good job!"

Milos saw this through his binoculars and couldn't help but clench his fist. "Demolition team, get them! Now!!"

The demolition team, which had already moved to the shadows on the side of the building under the cover of smoke grenades, used the absolute suppression effect created by the artillery fire to quickly break into the control building through a gap blasted open by the previous RPG.

Outside the building, the hellish roar of artillery fire filled the air; inside, an even sharper, more intense barrage of automatic weapon fire and grenade explosions erupted instantly.

A brutal close-quarters battle ensued indoors.

The shelling continues.

The mortar gunners were drenched in sweat, and the loaders' arms were starting to ache, but they were still strictly fulfilling their promise of "five minutes of fire suppression".

The air was thick with the smell of propellant, and everyone's nerves were on edge.

These five minutes were a matter of life and death for the demolition team that stormed the building.

For the 1515 defenders trapped inside the building, it was a symphony of destruction that lasted as long as a century.

Wells glanced at his watch, and as the second hand swept past the fifth minute mark, he decisively gave the order:

"Extend artillery fire! Block the north and south passages of the building to prevent enemy reinforcements!"

The deafening shelling suddenly changed, and the impact points began to spread around the building, forming a firewall.

Almost simultaneously with the shift in artillery fire, Milos's radio crackled with the clear, slightly breathless voice of the demolition team leader:
"Explosives installed! Everyone evacuated from the building! Repeat, explosives installed, personnel evacuated!"

Milos grabbed the transmitter and roared with all his might, "Detonate!"

"boom!!!!!!!!!"

A deafening explosion, far louder than any previous shelling, came from inside the control building!
Suddenly, the lower part of the building expanded outward, and several huge tongues of fire and thick smoke spewed out from the windows and gaps!

Immediately afterwards, the entire building slowly tilted to one side amidst the sickening sound of steel bars twisting, and quickly began to collapse!
Huge concrete blocks and steel structures squeezed and broke against each other, crashing to the ground and causing secondary tremors and dust, like a small earthquake.

The fall of the control building, the most crucial high point of the refinery, became the final straw that broke the morale of the Baiji defenders.

The remaining defenders began to flee en masse, and the organization completely collapsed.

Meanwhile, in the west of the city, the Abuyu Brigade, encouraged by Song Heping, launched an even more vigorous attack, even breaking through part of the city's defenses at one point, plunging the city's defenders into a desperate situation of fighting on two fronts.

The total collapse of Baiji's armed forces in 1515 has begun.

Through the screen, Song Heping watched the gunfire gradually subside in the oil refinery area and the mercenaries beginning to wave signal batons to mark the occupied areas, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The goals of the first phase have been largely achieved.

But he knew that the more severe test that followed would come from the direction of Titrick.

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)