Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 872 The Troublesome F-15E
Song Heping stood in front of the map inside the tent, lost in thought.

The hunter brought the food over and encountered a polar bear sitting on a stool eating at the door. He glanced inside and asked, "Still thinking?"

The polar bear was intently devouring a leg of lamb in his hand, his mouth greasy, and mumbled, "Yes, I've been standing here all afternoon."

The hunter thought for a moment, then tiptoed into the tent, placed the lunchbox on the table, and his gaze followed Song Heping's gaze to the map.

This is a map of the western region of the Republic of Nasser, which is currently all the territory controlled by the anti-government armed alliance.

These territories were painted light red, and each armed group's specific deployment location was marked with large red thumbtacks.

According to intelligence provided by Dulumar, the anti-government armed alliance, with the covert support of the United States, has been seizing territory and has already occupied approximately 6 square kilometers of land in the west, which is undoubtedly fatal for the Sena government.

If the current pace of advance continues, it's estimated that we'll reach the capital in less than ten days.

No wonder Ms. M was in such a hurry, urging Song Heping to bring people to the Republic of Seine to suppress the counter-revolutionaries.

"Boss, it's time to eat."

"Um……"

Song Heping responded verbally, without turning his head, his gaze still fixed on the map.

"You've been standing all day."

The hunter reminded him, "Even when there's a war, you still need to rest."

Song Heping then turned around, walked to the table, picked up the lunchbox, and laughed, "Now I know how tired those generals who command major battles are. Although they don't have to go to the battlefield, they are probably exhausted after commanding a battle."

As he spoke, he scratched his head, sat down in the chair, and began to wolf down his lunch.

The hunter glanced at the various markers and colored lines on the map, pointed to the blue lines, and asked, "What are those blue lines?"

"Flight route".

Song Heping didn't look at the map and directly told the hunter the answer.

"Flight route?"

The hunter was somewhat puzzled.

After all, the rebel forces have no known air power.

According to previous battle reports, the rebel alliance consisted of ground troops, but with American support, they acquired Stinger anti-aircraft missiles.

Although this missile is ineffective against advanced fighter jets, it still poses a significant threat to the outdated MiG-23 fighters in the hands of the Senegalese government forces.

The Republic of Senegal has only six MiG-23s, which is their only air force. After all, for a poor Central African country like Senegal, having a few of these aircraft is already considered a luxury.

However, with the support of the Americans, the anti-government forces used shoulder-fired Stinger missiles to shoot down four of them in previous battles, dealing a fatal blow to the government forces.

Because the US's new Stinger missile uses a dual-band infrared and ultraviolet seeker and rosette scanning technology, it can effectively distinguish targets from decoys and achieve all-aspect attack. Compared to earlier man-portable air defense systems, its anti-jamming capability and head-on interception success rate are significantly improved.

The Stinger missile has an effective range of about 4.8 kilometers and an altitude of about 3.8 kilometers, which means it poses a very high threat to low-flying targets.

When the MiG-23 performs low-altitude ground attack missions, especially when performing dive bombing or close air support missions, its flight altitude may enter the Stinger kill range.

Although maintaining medium to high altitudes could significantly reduce the risk of being attacked by Stinger missiles, the MiG-23's ability to fly at such altitudes would be a significant advantage.

However, the pilots of the Sena military were only so-so, and their MiG-23s were all old models that dropped iron bombs. There were no precision-guided models at all, so dropping them without lowering the altitude was pointless; they could only bomb the airspace above ground.

Therefore, the MiG-23s in the hands of the government forces are now practically useless.

"The rebels have planes now?"

The hunter was surprised.

Song Heping shook his head: "No, those are American planes. They deployed a makeshift airfield in neighboring Uceda, where there are two F-15Es."

"F-15E?"

The hunter gasped.

"If this thing comes, our numbers won't be enough for one round of bombing."

Song Heping casually grabbed a piece of intelligence and threw it in front of him. "That's right, it's intelligence from the British. Take a look. These two fighter jets are my biggest headache right now. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have had to stand here all afternoon."

The hunter quickly took the intelligence report and opened it.

It contains maps, photos, satellite images, and textual materials, among other things.

The picture shows an aerial view of the makeshift airport, with two hangars next to the runway and some buildings resembling oil depots nearby.

Looking at the remaining pictures, some showed F-15Es parked on the runway, while others showed them parked on the tarmac.

Song Heping said, "I'm not worried about fighting ground troops, as the tactics are easy to devise. But once we ambush the Green Berets, they will call in air support in the shortest possible time. When two F-15Es fly over, we'll be in big trouble."

The F-15E not only retains all the air combat capabilities of the F-15C and can use various air combat weapons, but it can also carry a large number of ground attack weapons. Its maximum payload is 11 tons, and it can use most of the U.S. Air Force's ground attack weapons, including guided bombs and air-to-ground missiles.

So it also has a nickname: "truck bomb".

No wonder Song Heping had a headache.

Anyone would get a headache just thinking about nearly ten tons of bombs falling on their head.

"This is indeed a problem..."

The hunter also fell silent.

Currently, our side only has one special operations platoon. Even if the Sena military provides ground troops to Song Heping for unified command, they are still just ground troops. Given the Sena military's equipment level, they are no match for the advanced F-15E. The reason this aircraft did not appear in the previous battles was because the anti-government alliance was winning victory after victory, so they did not need to appear to avoid being accused of interfering in other countries' internal affairs.

If Song Heping's plan to ambush the Green Hat squad goes according to plan, those two F-15Es will definitely take off immediately, fully loaded with bombs, and enter the airspace of the Republic of Seine to launch a fierce bombing raid on our side.

No matter how capable Song Heping or the special operations platoon are, it's all for naught.

Ground forces are insignificant in the face of absolute air superiority.

"If you were me, how would you command this battle?"

Song Heping, like a teacher giving students a test, turned to look at the hunter.

The hunter frowned, scratched his head, and thought for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "Forget it, I can give you answers on how to snipe a target, and I can also calculate wind speed and wind drift, but asking me to study tactics..."

He laughed awkwardly at himself.

"I'd better stick to being a sniper."

Song Heping sighed.

Currently, apart from Jiang Feng, everyone else in the company lacks leadership skills.

Although the Hunter is an excellent sniper, he is definitely not a good commander. He is good at leading small teams in small-scale ambushes, but he is still lacking in experience when it comes to commanding large-scale operations.

After finishing his meal, Song Heping put down his lunchbox and looked at the map with a serious expression: "So, we must take down the Green Berets before they take off. This requires a meticulous plan: how to find the Green Berets squadron, how to deal with them in the shortest time, and how to withdraw and enter the safe zone before the F-15Es arrive."

He stared at the map, lost in thought once again.

The F-15E has a combat radius of over 1200 kilometers and can reach the western battlefield of Nasser in just 15 minutes after taking off from Useda.

If the Green Berets are ambushed, given the nature of American soldiers, they will definitely call for air support immediately.

"I've calculated it, it only takes 10 minutes."

Song Heping walked to the map and tapped his finger heavily on it.

"The Green Hat squad must be completely annihilated within 10 minutes, and then we must immediately withdraw from the battlefield, otherwise the F-15Es will turn the entire ambush area into scorched earth."

The hunter frowned: "Ten minutes? The Green Berets are not ordinary militants. They are rigorously trained. Even if the ambush is successful, they can hold us off for long enough."

"So we have to make sure they don't even have a chance to call for backup."

A cold glint flashed in Song Heping's eyes.

"We need at least two plans, otherwise, if we make a mistake, we will be wiped out."

(End of this chapter)