From arms dealer to king of war

The conditions for victory are completely different for both warring parties...

What Boss Qiao wants is to rescue the trapped special forces team, and then kill the opponent's effective forces as much as possible to pave the way for future actions.

What the opponent pursues is no longer simply to kill the trapped special forces, but to capture them alive as much as possible, and then through endless battles, drag P·B into the quagmire until they finally surrender and sit on the negotiation table.

For the current P·B, it is really difficult to complete the two winning conditions.

The inability of the helicopter to enter meant that the Tiger Tooth Team and the Tiger Claw and Night Tiger Teams that had already moved in to provide support could not evacuate by air. They could only keep moving in the mountainous area to avoid being besieged and find a way out.

People from the outside who want to come in for support are either trapped by road traffic problems or are held back by endless harassment.

There is a chance to kill the opponent's effective force, but the cost is so high that people with cheats like Boss Qiao find it unbelievable.

They are all old guerrillas. Whether they are tribal armed groups or extremist organizations, they usually choose villages with civilians or very hidden locations to gather.

The combat capabilities of the fighter jets were unable to be fully utilized, which made P·B feel as if its hands and feet were tied.

The most important thing is that Aqionghan's life is really worthless...

Qiao Jia stood in the command room with a sullen face. The second wave of Kandahar City Guards who went to the Mandal area to support them just rushed off the helicopter and encountered a long-distance raid.

A recoilless rifle shot was fired from a hillside bunker and hit the body of a Black Hawk.

The Black Hawk helicopter fell and deformed in the explosion, and the cracked propeller rotated and cut off two Kandahar City Guardsmen.

Because the height of the fall was only more than 20 meters, the pilot and co-pilot in the Black Hawk did not die...

When the Black Hawk helicopter rushed to the attack site and used the Gatling on the plane to cover the ground, several Afghan soldiers rushed to the side of the helicopter and killed the two pilots and the two machine gunners in the cabin. Rescued.

The fierce firepower of the helicopter tore the guy in the smoking bunker into pieces, and then stopped a few hundred meters away to pick up the combined battalion company that was supposed to land the soldiers. It launched a vehicle-mounted 107 rocket launcher and launched a series of bombings near the mountain.

Helicopters can handle the firepower, after all, they are not particularly prepared for the fight, but rockets cannot...

A dozen turbaned militants ran out of their hiding places, trying to use the smoke rising from the explosion to cover their way to a new bunker.

Qiao Jia watched a dozen militants being torn to pieces by the firepower of helicopters and ground synthetic battalions. He was not happy at all...

After looking at the phone that still had no message, Boss Qiao, who was already restless and unable to sit still, hammered the table hard and said, "Are these people all crazy? Aren't they afraid of death?"

Dorian handed his boss a glass of ice water and watched as the boss took a sip. He smacked his lips and said, "Boss, if the people here are really so easy to deal with, how could NATO have been busy for twenty years?" Finally left in disgrace?

If you look at the running movements of those people, you will know that the part before the highest point is actually drug addicts.

How could these people be afraid of death? "

As Dorian looked at the embarrassing situation of the synthetic battalion on the big screen, he said helplessly: "Boss, this is not Yemen. When the logistics cannot keep up with the enemy and there is no fixed base, it will be difficult for the synthetic battalion to exert its combat effectiveness. .

Now they can only support back and forth along the highway, and ammunition will soon run out.

If you want to prevent those militants from entering the mountainous area, you must spread out the soldiers and use the long-range firepower of the combined battalion to hold on. "

After saying this, Dorian himself felt that this suggestion was terrible. He shrugged helplessly and said: "Boss, we should call Zahovich. Only a professional command team can command the combined battalion and soldiers in this situation. Cutting the battlefield..."

Dorian's words pointed out P·B's biggest shortcoming...

When P·B was held back and bleeding by the Afghans' misplaced tactics, P·B lacked a strong commander capable of directing large-scale battles.

Boss Qiao can't do it, and neither can the people in the current command center.

The frontline commanders of the Eagle Brigade are experienced, but terrain and logistical constraints completely restrict them.

P·B doesn't have the soil to cultivate "generals", because in the past, they only needed to play with the open space and they were flat.

The most complex battle they themselves experienced was the battle to recapture the city of Tobruk in Libya.

And the commander Zahovich at that time was still a major student "long-term sponsored" by Sevia!

Cultivating a general requires foundation and a strict and systematic training system, which P·B does not have at all.

What Dorian said makes sense, but it cannot solve the current problem...

Seeing that no matter how busy the professional logistics in the command center are, no matter how many advantages one has, the ground troops on the front line are still unable to form an effective attack...

Qiao Jia rubbed his temples with a headache and said, "Wait a moment, four F-14 Tomcats will arrive in an hour and a half.

As long as the ground troops can cooperate to guide the target, I will burn these sons of bitches to ashes even if they waste money! "

Dorian was shocked by the boss's arrogance...

The United States has burned nearly two trillion dollars in the past 20 years, and as a result, it has burned a lonely person. Now that the boss wants to continue burning, what's the point?

Just when he was about to give some advice, the T1 captains, who had come back from the front line to take a rest, collectively found the command center...

‘Comet’ looked at Boss Qiao’s anxious look, and he stepped forward and said: “Boss, let us go.

Those Afghans have good fighting ability, but they have no tacit understanding with the command center.

Let's go, we can penetrate the enemy's blockade, find their high-value target locations, and then call in the bombardment. "

Maybe the only people in the world who treat T1 as paratroopers and fill the front lines are P·B!

For P.B., if a bad war is to be brought into order, only the special forces can do it...

Reconnaissance, bombing, reconnaissance, bombing...

As long as it is repeated enough times, it can cause enough losses to the enemy, and once it has precise guidance from the ground, the Super Tucano can carry out support strikes on the ground without reducing its altitude.

‘Crow’ looked at Boss Qiao’s troubled look, and said in a hoarse voice: “Boss, this is what we do…

Remember Brazil?

Let those Tucano pilots take shifts, they can't every have anti-aircraft weapons.

We don't guarantee that we can destroy our enemies, but we guarantee that we can inflict heartache on them. "

The Cerberus of the 'Knife Squad' and the Duke of the 'Goat Squad' looked at each other, then nodded and said: "That's right, let the Kandahar City Guards stick to the front line of the road while we go in. This is what we do..."

Memnon and Kuba of the Bat Team stood up and said loudly: "That's right, boss, let us in, we can tear them into pieces!"

Qiao Jia listened and hesitated for a moment. Just when he was about to speak, the sound of "horns" suddenly came from the radio...

"Boss, I heard that you are in trouble. Please clear the ground quickly. The boss lady has brought us to help you...

Aha, I have never flown on the Global 8000. This thing is so comfortable..."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment and said, "You guys? Who else?"

'Ox Horns' shouted proudly: "Team E is reporting to you, boss, do you remember Syria? Team E is ready to jump into hell at any time, haha, ah..."

‘Oxhorn’ let out a cry of pain, and was controlled by someone, and then...

Sanderson: "Boss, the vanguard of Team B is reporting..."

Poisonous Wolf: "Boss, Team C is ready..."

Gray Wolf: "Boss, Team D is here to report..."

Ginger Head: "Boss, the Hammer Team is reporting for duty..."

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Kaman: "Boss, we are here, no matter what trouble you encounter, let us tear them apart..."

After Qiaojia heard this, he rushed outside the command center and watched a Global 8000 arrive in the sky over Kandahar under the escort of four F-14s. He pounded the railing hard...

"There are some things I'm not good at, but I have something I'm good at. I'll let the artillery prepare, and together we'll set the mountains around Mandal on fire..."

Qiao Jia's words caused a burst of cheers to ring out on the radio...

The 'Ox Horns' monster screamed and said: "Boss, this is our style, no matter who the enemy is, we can rush in and kill them.

If we win this time, I will definitely fire 'Iceman'. This bastard has spent more time in a white coat than in a combat uniform in the past six months..."

Qiao Jia laughed loudly and went downstairs to take the car to the airport...

What he didn't expect was that after the Global 8000 landed, another business jet requested to land at the airport...

Just as Boss Qiao was calling his guys to change their clothes, 'Qingshan' led a professional command team to get off the business jet.

This guy became famous in the first battle in Yemen with the support of Boss Joe, and then experienced nearly three years of hard work on the battlefield in Yemen. His whole person seemed to have been polished, exuding an aggressive aura.

‘Qingshan’ walked to Boss Qiao’s side, looked at Boss Qiao’s curious eyes, he stretched out his hand with a serious expression and said: “Boss, the Yemeni commander ‘Qingshan’ led the command team to report to you...”

Saying 'Qingshan', he looked up at the sky and said: "Boss, I need authorization!

Four Scorpions will arrive in two hours. The airport needs to clear the runway and hang bombs for the Scorpions. Someone will remotely control the Scorpion drones to cooperate with us in the fight..."

Qiao Jia didn't know that his brother had summoned support. He asked curiously: "Twin-tailed scorpion?"

‘Qingshan’ nodded and said: “Yes, a double-tailed scorpion, and a double-tailed scorpion with an airdrop box.

We know there are people trapped in the mountains and they need precise airdrops of supplies so we have plenty of time..."

Qiao Jia didn't expect that the other party would be so considerate. He pointed at his nose and said, "You call me boss?"

'Qingshan' nodded and said: "Two years..."

Although Qiao Jia didn't know what happened, Qingshan arrived just in time, so he pressed the communicator and shouted: "Three Yellow Chickens came out to pick up the guests and arranged command authority for Qingshan and the others..."

‘Three Yellow Chickens’ was stunned for a moment and said: “Boss, how much authority do you have?”

Qiao Jia looked at Qingshan's determined look and said with a smile: "Commander-in-Chief..."