Chapter 580 Another Human Sea Tactic

"Ban!"

"Damn it, there is also a sniper here. No. 6... No. 6, there is a sniper in the shop in the direction of your 10 o'clock. Kill him for me..."

In the quiet street, the 25mm cannon on a Lion King infantry fighting vehicle quickly turned the muzzle and quickly aimed at a very simple shop on the street in front of the left.

Several consecutive shells fired from the muzzle, accurately hitting the store, smashing all the wooden doors and windows of the store into pieces, and even breaking several holes in the walls of the store.

Just after the infantry chariot opened fire, several armed soldiers suddenly gush out on both sides of the street. They carefully and quickly crossed the open place and approached the shop. A soldier took out a grenade from his body, pulled the fuse and threw it down the window.

"Ban!" A piece of dust mixed with dirt and sawdust jumped out, and several soldiers lying on the ground rushed into the shop, and soon dragged out a Kenyan sniper dressed in civilian clothes covered with wounds.

After checking that the sniper was really dead, the soldiers carried the captured sniper gun and followed the chariot to the next moment.

This scene happened almost at the same time in the streets and alleys in the southern suburbs of Garissa, Kenya. After defeating the defense line composed of Kenyan soldiers and militia, the seventh infantry regiment entered the urban area of Garissa and, with the fire support of helicopters in the sky, diagonally passed through the eastern suburbs of Garissa, targeting the headquarters of the eastern Kenya military region in the southern suburbs of Garissa.

At this moment, the headquarters representing the military center in eastern Kenya has long been in chaos. Fifteen minutes ago, it was just hit by the Somali Air Commando Battalion. Hundreds of rockets destroyed most of the headquarters's buildings, and the personnel damage was even more serious. After all, in addition to a guard camp, most of the rest here are civilian staff and officers, who are relatively sharp to avoid the dangers of the battlefield and the soldiers who have been tested by war are much worse.

"Damn it, it's all a bunch of stupid pigs. Every year, the headquarters provides so much military spending and equipment. Now it has been hit home, and even the enemy's helicopter has not been shot down. What do you think is the use of the state raising your waste? In an underground bunker of the military region headquarters to guard against air strikes, Admiral Kibwana, the chief of staff of the Kenyan armed forces and commander-in-chief of operations against Somalia, roared at a group of men like an angry bull.

Thinking of him, a Kenyan No. 2 military figure, who was beaten by the enemy and hid in the ground and dared not appear. You should know that a day ago, he confidently promised the group of people in Nairobi that he would defeat Somalia within a month. In a blink of an eye, he was about to become a prisoner of Somalia. How can this huge change in the situation be accepted by Kibwana, who has always been arrogant?

The senior officials of the Eastern Military Region, who were as cold as cicadas, all shrugged their heads in sweat and dared not refute a word. Because what the Chief of Staff said is true. The Eastern Military Region was not valued by the Kenyan Military Axe before, but since the Paramin Cook Army destroyed the Garissa Troupe, the Kenyan Political Axe has increased its investment in the Eastern Military Region in more than a year. In the end, the headquarters of the Eastern Military Region, one of the three major military regions in Kenya, unexpectedly made a person who had just been beaten by himself powerless. The Somali team knocked down the nest. It is the generals and school officers who have been more than half a year old.

The headquarters of the Eastern Military Region has air defense forces. Although Garissa is far away from the border and does not pay enough attention to air defense, the enemy is only a few helicopters, and the anti-aircraft missiles launched by the air defense soldiers did not hit the enemy aircraft.

"Sur..." Just then, a weak voice sounded. Among more than a dozen officers who dare not come out, it seems very abrupt.

"Well... say it if you have something to say!" Admiral Kibwana frowned. He had been in the army for decades before he reached this position. He was not promoted by his mouth and background. He had a deep understanding and affection for the army, and he looked down on those who were submissive and not manly at all. In particular, such a person is also a soldier and an officer.

A lieutenant colonel officer who even wore a crooked hat walked forward, glanced at the expressionless Kibwana quickly, and immediately lowered his head and muttered, "Sir, I have an idea."

"Look up at me and say!" The anger that Kibwana had finally suppressed burst out again, clenching his hands into fists and roaring. He is in his sixties, and he has never been as angry as he is today. If it weren't for his good physical fitness, such 'weak' subordinates could have pissed him off.

"It's sir!" The lieutenant colonel's body trembled, stood up reflexively, and looked up at the chief of staff's eyes. "Sir, I think the enemy must be planning to make a quick battle, so the enemy will never be willing to fight a protracted war with us. However, because Garissa is 200 kilometers away from the border, the enemy's raid effect is not ideal. In addition, the enemy has no logistical supplies, and the long-distance attack is full of variables. Once we can hold the enemy's attack, we will consume the enemy in the urban area, wait for the enemy's ammunition to be consumed, and there is no fuel supply. The final result can only be submerged in the city. I don't think we should stay here now and wait for the enemy to come to the door. We should call on more citizens to snipe at the enemy as arranged on the H9 highway. As long as we hold the enemy for an hour, the fate of this group will be doomed and will become our prisoners.

Although the lieutenant colonel's words are not clear, the main meaning is clear. That is, the ammunition of the troupe is consumed by the number of people. As a troupe, the biggest weapons are machine guns and parallel machine guns. And both are the kind of weapons that shoot fast and consume a lot. Just like an automatic rifle, a few or even dozens of rounds of ammunition can kill an enemy. In the absence of supplies, the chariot that goes deep into the enemy's territory becomes a pile of scrap iron. And how many soldiers can a walking regiment have? Taking the Lion King infantry fighting vehicle as an example, in addition to the commander and gunner, it can also carry six armed soldiers. There are 48 chariots in a walking regiment, with a total of no more than 300 soldiers. This number is too small in an enemy city, just like a bowl of water in the sea.

However, this plan also has some shortcomings. First of all, it is necessary to consume the ammunition of the machine pedun in terms of the number of people. Then there are at least a few thousand people. After all, there are helicopter formations on the machine troupe. Secondly, these people who are used as cannon fodder also need to have a certain degree of threat to the chariot, otherwise most of the infantry will ignore it and go straight to the headquarters of the main target Eastern Military Region. If it is implemented according to this plan, at least thousands of people will die for this plan. But are there still thousands of soldiers in the Eastern Military Region now? There must be, but it is impossible to be in Garrisa, otherwise Kibwana would have used this army to intercept the infantry. In cities, especially in urban areas with narrow streets and almost no planning like Garissa, familiar with the local soldiers play a greater and stronger role than the machine infantry.

" Hiss..." A group of officers, including Kibwana, took a breath and stared at the former submissive lieutenant colonel officer. They never thought that such a 'weak' officer could come up with such a cruel way. The core of this plan is to have enough cannon fodder to die. In the absence of soldiers, only militias and ordinary citizens can be temporarily summoned. The military quality of these people themselves is extremely low, and the number of deaths to complete this task is higher.

That's the death of thousands of ordinary citizens, not livestock!

The eyes of some officers began to flash and quietly opened the distance between them and the lieutenant colonel. Although this plan is likely to succeed, the headquarters of the Eastern Military Region will not only keep it, but at least it will not be attacked and occupied by the enemy, and may be able to destroy a team of the enemy. But what about the consequences? The deaths of thousands of civilians can't be covered at all. At that time, someone must be responsible for this matter, and the position of the person in charge cannot be lowered. Otherwise, how can you block Youyou's mouth?

"Fed! Do you know how many people you will kill if you do this? You are a soldier. It is your responsibility to protect your family and the country. You are not allowed to decide the life and death of the citizens. The commander of the Eastern Military Region changed his face, and suddenly jumped out, blushing and thick neck, pointing to the lieutenant colonel's nose and roaring angrily.

"Old fox!" Many officers scolded in their hearts. They know too well about the little old man, the commander of the military region, and they are completely an old fox. On the surface, it is high-sounding, but in fact, it is to shirk responsibility for yourself.

Here, there are only two people responsible for the implementation of this plan, one is General Kibwana, the Chief of Staff, and the other is his military commander. Other people's positions are too low to be responsible for the consequences of this matter.

This time, he jumped out and accused the lieutenant colonel loudly, in order to create an image of loving the people for himself. Whether this plan will be implemented in the end or not has no impact on him. Once implemented, even if he, the commander of the military region, is responsible, is only a small responsibility. After all, he was 'opposed' before the implementation of this plan, and even got angry about it. But the largest commander here is Kibowana. He is just a military commander and has no choice but to obey the orders of his superiors. So the death of thousands of civilians has little to do with him. At that time, he just needs to stand up and make an apology.

The lieutenant colonel obviously didn't expect that his boss would be so angry, and his face suddenly turned red. He was just a civil servant. He had never been in the army at all. Without strict training, his will was not strong. It's okay to make suggestions at ordinary times, but it's very difficult to be severely scolded by superiors without changing your face.

General Kibwana saw all this in his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking...

(to be continued)