Even so, the three Leopard 2A6s are still a war fortress that cannot be chewed with the weapons we have! Even if they dare not use heavy artillery bombardment in the city, on the Leopard 2A6 main battle tank, there is a Type 95 8.5mm squad machine gun and a Type 89 12.7mm large-caliber heavy machine gun, which can directly provide suppressive firepower at a distance of 1,500 meters. Three squad light machine guns and three large-caliber heavy machine guns are fired together, and the dozens of snipers hiding behind the tank will form a death bullet rain without any gaps.

Just because more than 40 of us want to attack these three metal fortresses from the front, none of us can escape back alive.

But we can take a detour. We can't hit these three tanks now, so we can't fight!

I led forty-two soldiers of the Fifth Special Forces, each carrying an ammunition box, quietly bypassed the front battlefield, and quickly rushed to the streets of Jakarta.

Now the entire city of Jakarta has completely become a dead land. Whether it is the Chinese who are usually bullied or the native Indonesians who have finally tasted the bitter fruit, they all hide in the corner of the room like virgins tracked by rapists, carefully curling into a ball, erecting their ears high, and as long as there is a slight movement, they will tremble all over their bodies and sweat.

Even though Indonesia will cause an anti-Chinese riot in every few days, and even if there is just a group of Aceh Free Front, who has ever seen such a naked urban war?

In this war, the Indonesian government forces used light tanks, heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, grenades and helicopters. The sound of machine gun shooting was everywhere, and the sound of grenade explosions were everywhere.

Although there were only two thousand armed rioters, they were too crazy, too violent and shameless. The military and police could only be careful and difficult. After several hours of fierce fighting, they paid several times the price of casualties. After several hostages died, most of the armed rioters were finally wiped out. However, in the city of Jakarta, sporadic gunshots could still be heard.

If you are not careful, someone will suddenly rush out with a dozen grenades with smoke, pounce on the military vehicle full of soldiers, and hold the commander who looks the most beautiful in military uniform and the largest official position, and the other party's struggle to stand unsteadily. The Kanfeng Death Squadron suddenly let out a wild wolf howl. It's painful, proud, and excited. Anyway, it's a person who beats the other party to a reinforcement platoon, which is definitely worth it!

In a corner of the city, the gunshots that had been silent suddenly rang out fiercely again. The street soldiers and police fled into nearby houses in a panic. They grabbed the Indonesian civilians who were trembling and ran to the window and shouted: "Let down your weapons immediately, otherwise I will kill him!"

Speaking of this, Indonesian military and police suddenly realized that they were the fucking anti-terrorism military and police. How could they run to civilian homes and start robbing hostages?

The rioters actually put down their weapons. With a roar, dozens of grenades were accurately smashed into the room. Looking at the ground full of white smoke and rolling grenades, these Indonesian military and police issued a desperate tragic roar. Even if they had three heads and six arms, they could not pick them up and throw them out before the grenades exploded. They understood even more that as soon as they opened the door, the overwhelming bullets would rush over like eyes.

The military and police commander in charge of this area wanted to connect his vocal cords directly to the walkie-phone. He screamed: "Battalion Commander, please support immediately! A fierce gun battle occurred here, and a large number of armed bandits appeared here. These armed thugs were absolutely different from the ones in front. I immediately sent the most elite special forces to support us. If you want a company, no, it is better to have a regiment!"

His superior grabbed the walkie-talkie and rolled his eyes silently. Fuck, this subordinate usually looks a bit abnormal. Now, Yang Ding finally got crazy and was fucking crazy? He was a small major himself. Why should he send a regiment of special forces to support a smaller captain who was obviously crazy and incoherent?

There are still a few armed rioters left in this city? How many survived those who could roam on his street? After ten hours of fierce fighting, most of these armed rioters had finished their bullets and lost all their grenades. Even if they were all Rambo, 007, and transformed gold and steel, but with just a bayonet, what's the point of rushing up? Even if these armed rioters gathered together, where they were going to attack, there would be a convoy of two thousand Marines passing by in ten minutes. Are they still going to commit suicide by throwing themselves into the trap?

Based on the alertness of the soldiers and the national sentiment that everyone is Indonesian monkey, even if they are not happy with the road, the major still symbolically sent another platoon to support his subordinates.
Chapter completed!