The Goddess Shines on America

In this way, the Gulf War officially broke out.

The first three days of the war were strategic air strikes. More than 4,700 aircraft of various types and about 200 Tomahawk cruise missiles targeted air defense and radar systems, military and civilian airports, the residence of President Saddam Hussein, military command centers, Military strategic targets such as the head office of the government, communication hubs, nuclear, chemical, and surface-to-air missile facilities were bombed in turn, destroying the enemy's core command and combat capabilities, as well as some air defense and air combat capabilities.

Since then, the multinational forces began to shift air strikes to tactical bombing, focusing on Iraqi ground forces such as the Republic Guard Division in the Kuwait Theater and the logistics supply lines of Iraqi frontline forces. In the first ten days alone, various types of aircraft have dispatched more than 20,000 times, and US warships and submarines stationed in the Persian Gulf and the Red Sea also fired nearly 300 Tomahawk missiles. Under the billowing smoke, hundreds of millions of dollars were crazily smashed into the hot desert-dominated land.

Led by NBC's 24-hour radio station, all the mainstream media around the world are closely watching every firing in the war zone. Words such as "the fire flares up again at night" were quickly used as part of the headlines by major print media.

According to real-time news reports, the public is always aware of the latest battle situation. As the air strikes continue, the Iraqi air force and navy have basically lost their combat effectiveness. The attack capabilities of missiles and other weapons of mass destruction have been weakened to a minimum, and three quarters of the command and control system have been destroyed. The logistics and supply lines of the Kudos troops were basically cut off, which dealt an unprecedented blow to Iraq's combat effectiveness in the Kuwait theater.

Such news continued, and the air raid continued for a full thirty-seven days.

According to news reports, the official date for the start of the ground battle was February 24, but even before that, the Air Force had paved the way for the ground forces to advance. Bombers and fighter planes crazily projected air wave bombs and other heavy bombs, opening many passages from the minefields of the Iraqi defense line. The navy also carried out large-scale mine clearance at sea. The air strikes and shelling for many days destroyed the Iraqi frontier positions. Many defensive positions such as tanks, artillery, and shore-to-ship missiles have minimized the ground casualties of multinational forces.

Then, the ground operations officially began.

On the endless Gobi desert, the heat wave was rolling endlessly. Under the scorching sun, the huge mechanized troops were rumbling deep into the war zone. Hundreds of tanks took the lead, and the artillery troops marched forward bravely with their heads held high. Suddenly there was a violent whistling sound in the sky, and the group of B-52 bombers had already dropped a large number of bombs in front, roaring everywhere, and clusters of flames bloomed at the end of the desert!

This is the frontal battlefield, and over another piece of Gobi Desert far away from here, three Apache helicopter gunships are flying side by side.

The propeller rotates rapidly, and a red and white pattern is automatically formed, reflecting each other with the octagonal diagram on the hatch.

In the plane in the middle, two pilots sat in the cabin one behind the other, and the weapon operator at the rear looked into the distance and suddenly frowned.

"Look what that is."

The driver looked in the direction of the co-driver's finger, and saw a khaki-colored stone building standing on the Gobi Desert, obviously no more than three meters high.

"This is Lone Wolf No. 8, report. This is Lone Wolf No. 8. We found an outpost of the Iraqi army. We ask for permission to fire. Repeat, we ask for permission to fire."

"Here is the giant, Lone Wolf Eight, with permission to fire."

"You heard me, man."

The rockets are launched rapidly and hit the target!

"This is Lone Wolf No. 8, the target is hit, hit."

"Giant received, well done."

After the radio communication was completed, the young soldiers who opened fire cheered easily.

"Hey Oldman, just pull the trigger, are you a rookie?"

"The target I found!"

While the main body of the ground forces was moving forward bravely, the special task force also began to divide its troops and advance to the depths of the theater, making efforts to detect the movement of the Iraqi army and knock down the outposts. There are many military satellites produced by Lockheed. For this batch of 30 Apache helicopters dispatched collectively, the Pentagon has specially allocated one to serve them.

"Squad Three Lone Wolf, this is a giant, Alpha One is under attack on the ground, hurry to support."

The communication resumed, the coordinates were sent, and the three Apaches of the Lone Wolf Team 3 all flew sideways and turned, their horsepower suddenly increased, and they accelerated towards the target!

"Seeing the target, seeing the target, what a fierce battlefield!"

Looking down from a distance, a helicopter is burning on the ground, but it is definitely not the umbrella security force. Taking a Grizzly armored vehicle as a cover, the Alpha team on the ground was engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the enemy team, and the sniper had accurately killed the big guy.

Just when the Lone Wolf Team 3 had just arrived, Barrett's characteristic gunfire rang out again, which could be seen from many meters away, and the Iraqi soldier was turned into a pulp!

"Yah~ it's my turn!"

Lone Wolf No. 8 took the lead, and fired three rockets at the armored vehicle of the Iraqi Army!

At the same time, the 12.7-caliber machine gun on the Grizzly armored vehicle roared, and the last jeep was also successfully smashed into pieces, following in the same footsteps as the others!

The radio rang immediately: "Thank you Lone Wolf Team, this is Alpha One, uh... But it seems that more troops are rushing over, can you handle it?"

Oldman could see clearly from the helicopter that a large Iraqi armored force was heading towards the dusty Gobi Desert. Was this going to attack the army from the flank?

"This is Lone Wolf No. 8, we have encountered a mechanical armored regiment! Oh, it's amazing, there are a lot of tanks and armored vehicles! Giants, please reply, I don't think we can handle it!"

"The giant received it, Skyhawk II will come to support immediately."

"Great, you can't use the new baby that arrived yesterday!"

Oldman wanted to laugh but couldn't. The mission of the reconnaissance troop was to scout the enemy's movement, but it was definitely not something they were willing to do with a mechanical armor group in front of them. But now that the Alpha No. 1 team is below, can they still be left alone?

"The rock and roll begins!"

When the artillery fire from the Iraqi army sounded in the distance, the three Apaches quickly separated from each other. At the same time, a large number of rockets and anti-tank missiles were fired suddenly, and they rushed towards each other.

Whoever charges forward is a second-hander, and the three Apaches facing the enemy head-on immediately flew towards the flanks. At the same time, a large number of explosions and roars have bloomed in the armored regiment. At least seven or eight armored vehicles and three tanks were destroyed by a salvo of the three of them!

However, the Lone Wolf Team Three was not easy at all.

"Dodge! Dodge! I feel bullets down there!"

"R, P, G!"

"Get rid of that self-propelled anti-aircraft gun first!"

Thousands of bullet belts shining with golden light rushed towards the third Lone Wolf team. The mechanical armored regiment charged head-on, and three helicopters killed seven or eight armored vehicles and three or four tanks in just one encounter.

However, as Apache, which appeared for the first time in the Battle of Panama the year before last, it was not so easy to be killed. Even though the first round of the Lone Wolf Team 3's first round of firing has poured out two-thirds of their remaining ammunition, but as the saying goes, if you can't beat it, you can't run it? A guy with long wings flying in the sky will not fall if he wants to!

It is impossible for this encounter to be unknown to outsiders. At some point, many satellites have already aimed at the past, and the early warning aircraft flying in the sky have also been assigned the task. In the combat command room, all the generals and generals can see the whole battle clearly.

On the ground, the armored vehicles of the Alpha No. 1 team were quickly withdrawing from the battlefield, leaving a Black Hawk, two armored vehicles and dozens of soldiers defeated by it, with zero casualties. Farther away in the Gobi, the three Apaches of Lone Wolf No. 7, No. 8 and No. 9, with limited ammunition remaining, are relying on the driver's exquisite posture ability to deal with a large number of armored troops, providing support for their colleagues on the ground. Every second counts against the retreat time!

"Nice job!"

"The three of them have a very good chance to shoot the volley, and the shots are so accurate!"

"Yes! That's it! Aiming at the anti-aircraft gun! Haha, it hit again! This phone is really good at shutting down the gun, who is the gunner!?"

"Hmm...it's a pity...that's not our soldier..."

Just when the last ammunition of the third Lone Wolf team was about to run out, the colleagues on the ground ran with full horsepower and finally ran to a safe distance. At the same time, Skyhawk II, which had just arrived in the war zone yesterday, finally fell from the sky.

"105 caliber, fire, fire."

There was a rumble and a roar. From a distance of five or six kilometers in the sky, an AC-130 with a red and white hexagonal pattern printed on its shell was slowly soaring in the sky. On the side of the fuselage facing the army on the ground, the first hatch is emitting black smoke, and the second hatch is opening.

"40 caliber, fire, fire."

Bursts of rhythmic shelling sounded, and small 40mm caliber shells spewed out at a very high rate of fire, and a single encounter could tear an armored vehicle to pieces. The heavy artillery roared against the tank, and the light artillery fired continuously against the military vehicle. The third hatch was opened again, and the 20-caliber Vulcan cannon swept a continuous belt of bullets, interweaving with the first two to form a dense firepower net.

In an instant, the Gobi Desert was full of flames and tremors. Many armored vehicles and tanks were destroyed, and the self-propelled anti-aircraft guns were the first to be taken care of. It didn't take long for the Iraqi mechanical armor regiment, which had been taken care of by the Lone Wolf Team 3, to be completely wiped out by the one who arrived immediately.

"Tianying 2, the mission is completed, please return to the base."

"Here is the giant, please agree, and return to the base quickly."

"Aquila II understands."

On the display screen overlooking the angle, the newly arrived AC-130 armed attack aircraft began to return.

On the seat, the girl drank a bottle of 91-year-old Coke and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, whoever said that there are no good products if you get 20% off, Lockheed's quality is trustworthy."