I build a red alert base in the Golden Triangle

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[Picture: Mi-24 ‘Hind’ armed helicopter]

The Mi-24 ‘Hind’ armed helicopter is a medium-sized multi-purpose armed helicopter developed by the former Soviet Union.

Compared with the strange technological product that carries a 160mm howitzer in the Red Alert game and can be deployed as a mobile turret, the Mi-24 in reality actually has better air combat capabilities.

The Mi-24 armed helicopter can carry different types of ammunition according to different tasks. The maximum flight speed is 335 kilometers per hour, the maximum range is 1,000 kilometers, and the altitude is 4,500 meters.

The standing weapon is a 12.7mm Gatling rotating gun on the head. There are four weapon racks on the short wings on the left and right sides, which can mount small-caliber artillery, multiple rocket launchers, anti-tank missiles, air-to-ground missiles, etc.

As the troops entered a state of war, three Mi-24 ‘Hind’ armed helicopters loaded with weapons and ammunition took the lead in taking off from the Red Alert Base, heading towards Jilong Town in the northeast.

After the Mi-24 armed helicopter took off, the soldiers of the second battalion of the Red Police Corps began to board the cabin of the Nighthawk transport helicopter in an orderly manner.

The twelve Nighthawk transport helicopters parked at the airport can transport more than half of the battalion of Red Alert soldiers directly to the front line.

In this dense primitive jungle, airborne combat is the most efficient tactic.

In order to quickly deploy troops, the tank factory has also begun to step up the production of Nighthawk transport helicopters in order to have greater transportation capacity, preferably able to transport an entire light infantry battalion of personnel and weapons and equipment for deployment at a time.

In the sky, rows of helicopters began to line up, heading northeast.

In Jilong Town, where the 2nd Regiment of the Eastern Shan State Militia is stationed, the militia leader is worrying about the missing reconnaissance unit and does not know how to report it to the superiors.

Yesterday, the Myanmar military asked the Eastern Shan State Militia Group to investigate the fighting in the South Wa State Special Administrative Region on its own. U Muangthai handed over the investigation task to the Second Militia Regiment closest to the South Wa State Special Administrative Region.

Jilong Town, where the Second Militia Regiment is stationed, is located on a small plain, just over ten kilometers away from Menghai Town in the Southern Wa State Special Administrative Region, separated by two hills.

In fact, when the sound of gunfire was heard in Menghai Town a few days ago, the militia leader sent two investigation teams to investigate.

But contact was lost three days ago.

Originally, the militia leader didn’t take it too seriously. The Golden Triangle was too chaotic and there were countless drug lords, big and small. Even he, the militia leader, was using his position to facilitate the drug traffickers for private gain.

And sometimes the superiors ask to crack down on some small drug dealers, and it is inevitable that there will be conflicts with the drug dealers.

Maybe the two teams that went to investigate encountered drug traffickers.

But as the orders from his superiors came down, the militia leader finally realized that things might not be simple.

“Sir!” At this moment, an officer ran in in horror and shouted: “The third battalion barracks on the south bank of the Wei River was attacked by air!”

“What? Air raid?” The militia leader’s eyes widened, and the cigarette in his mouth dropped.

In this crappy place like the Golden Triangle, who has a plane?

Hearing the faint sound of an appointment coming from outside, the militia leader immediately ran out.

There were panicked soldiers everywhere outside. They, the indigenous soldiers, had never encountered anything like air raids before.

The militia leader picked up his binoculars and looked south. He saw several helicopters hovering in the sky, slanting firepower on a mountainside.

That was the headquarters of the Third Battalion, located halfway up a hill on the south bank of the Wei River. It formed an angle with the militia camp stationed on the north bank of the Wei River, blocking Highway 4.

“Sir! Those helicopters are flying towards us!” an officer exclaimed.

“Why are you still standing there! Enter the bunker!” the militia leader shouted loudly: “Where are the prevention and control weapons? Take out the prevention and control weapons!”

When the militia leader and officers fled into the bunker in panic, the panicked militiamen outside also pushed out several anti-aircraft machine guns under the command of the officers. The militiamen tremblingly picked up the ammunition chains and panicked. Bounce on the ground.

The machine gunner was so nervous that he was sweating profusely under the officer’s scolding.

In such a chaotic situation in Myanmar, the number of government troops is rarely full, let alone local militiamen like them.

Take their second militia regiment of Dongchan State as an example. It has three infantry battalions. According to the establishment, each infantry battalion should have about 500 people, but in fact it has less than 300 troops.

The infantry battalions in some individual places were even less than 200 strong.

This is the traditional operation of taking advantage of the money.

As a local militia group in a poor mountain ravine, its equipment is notoriously poor. Not only does it not receive weapon support and supplies from the Myanmar military, it has to provide everything by itself.

Under such circumstances, there is very little personnel training. Basically, the new recruits are trained casually for a few times and are dragged out to fight against anti-government guerrillas and drug lords for a few times. Those who survive become veterans.

Soldiers who operate anti-aircraft machine guns like this have never even fired a machine gun a few times. They have only fired ordinary rifles during training.

After all, the warlords and drug lords in the Golden Triangle don’t have airplanes.

Thousands of meters away, the machine gunner could only see a dot smaller than text on the sight.

Suddenly, the spot glowed brightly.

Gunships in the air fired rockets at the militia station.

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