HBWnovel Chapter 1713 Low-altitude skirmish
Chapter 1713 Low-altitude skirmish
Dozens of helicopters are flying at extremely low altitudes toward Nanxun City.
In addition to more than 20 Mi-24s, there were also more than 10 Ka-52 Alligator escorts.
All helicopters at the entire airborne base were deployed.
Moreover, since it is a local base, the weapons and equipment are the best.
The Ka-52 Alligator was produced in very limited numbers; the entire Airborne Force, including the Army Aviation, only had about 80 of them.
The airborne troops alone are equipped with more than fifty of them.
This is mainly because the airborne troops need to make a rapid forced landing, and the firepower of the Mi-24 is no longer suitable for the current battlefield environment.
The paratroopers had just set out when dawn broke.
The morning light gradually appeared in the distance.
It seemed to foreshadow that everything had already arrived.
After flying for 30 minutes, the paratroopers could see the outline of Nanxun City in the distance.
But it was already past 6 a.m.
The city has awakened.
Many people have woken up and are preparing to start their day's work.
However, many ordinary people thought of the gunfire that lasted all night.
Even now, gunfire continues to echo in the inner city.
Even in the outer city areas, armored vehicles of the Guards could be seen passing by quickly.
Many ordinary people didn't understand what was happening, but they still wanted to go to work as usual because they believed that work was the only way to demonstrate their value.
However, Lyon is not a heartless capitalist.
Upon learning that the battle had not been resolved in one night, Leon immediately launched a nationwide broadcast.
The entire population of Nanxun was informed that their mayor Baroquely's corrupt clique was engaged in a fierce battle with the Imperial Guard and the intelligence agency.
The goal was to have all civilians seek refuge in air-raid shelters or find a way to enter the area controlled by the Imperial Guards, and then leave the city to escape the war.
In fact, Lyon hadn't expected Baroquely to be so tough.
Both the intelligence agency and Lyon initially believed that the Baroquely regime was a mere shell.
However, what the intelligence agency did not expect was that Baroquely had a broad base of support, or rather, that he had won over a segment of the population through this extravagant spending spree.
Then they use this group of people who have been bribed to brainwash the citizens.
Lyon's radio broadcasts echoed through Nanxun City at dawn.
Many ordinary people are confused.
They were very puzzled; overnight, their mayor had become a reactionary.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the city, a factory manager was leading his security team to escort workers and their families out of Nanxun City.
Thanks to the rapid advance of the Imperial Guard, the outer city perimeter is now quite safe.
But despite the safety concerns, they were still afraid.
After all, they fought all night and still couldn't figure out what had happened.
Now, with Lyon's broadcast, they instantly understood the whole story and decisively chose to lead the convoy away from Nanxun City.
The caravan intended to travel to the eastern region and seek refuge in the Holy Empire.
The convoy had just left Nanxun City when they heard the sound of propellers coming from afar.
In the truck, the children, half-asleep, were searching for their parents.
Their parents were comforting their child.
"Mom and Dad, why do we have to leave our home?"
"Because there's a war going on there!"
"But hasn't the war ended?"
“Silly child, war will never end. As long as the leader is in power, their ambitions will never cease. Even if the leader is gone one day, their ambitions will continue…”
"But I want to go home! My teddy bear is still on the floor."
The little girl's eyes reddened as she spoke. She didn't understand how terrible war was, nor did she understand what politics was.
But she knew that the war prevented her from going home and ruined her wonderful life.
"It's alright, the soldiers will let us go home soon!"
The little girl's mother couldn't help but speak up.
"really?"
Just as the mother was about to tell a white lie, she heard the sound of dense propellers coming from afar.
The next second, very quickly, two Ka-52s responsible for rapid reconnaissance flew over the top of the convoy.
Everyone couldn't help but look up at the helicopter flying overhead.
Seeing the silver dragon head emblem symbolizing the National Defense Force, the little girl shouted excitedly.
"Mom! The soldiers from the National Defense Forces have really come!"
Margelov had just given the operational orders to the airborne base when he immediately called William.
"The airborne troops have entered the battle. Tell Freishtheim to make sure his air defenses don't fire at the wrong targets!"
William immediately called his brother and asked him to distinguish between friend and foe.
William, as commander of the Royal Guard, is currently leading the 3rd Royal Guard Division south to participate in the war.
In fact, as the commander, he didn't need to personally intervene, but there was no other way; Freistheim's Guards regiment's attack had been thwarted.
This was tantamount to slapping the Imperial Guard in the face.
Your Imperial Guard is no good!
William could not stand this insult. He immediately led a division of his guard south.
No matter if they outnumber you, we'll beat you to a pulp!
The convoy members felt reassured as they watched helicopter after helicopter fly overhead.
It seems everything is about to settle down...
Baroqueley was instantly excited when he learned that his armed men were about to breach the intelligence agency's fortified Sixth Street.
As expected, this intelligence agency is a bunch of scum!
That's all we can do; we can't do anything about fighting a war!
It seems I am the real military genius; I should focus more of my energy on military matters!
But the next second, the sound of propellers came from outside.
Baroquelie quickly drew back the curtains and peeked outside.
Then I saw dozens of helicopters frantically unloading people.
Baroqueley: Are you a sore loser?