The explosive ammunition rack blew off the top of the tank, leaving only the bare shell and the flickering flames in the dark hole.
Blood mixed with the muddy water was baked black by the flames of the explosion. The helmeted soldiers sat next to the tank's load-bearing wheels. The muzzles dropped to the ground had cooled, and the hollow eyes under the helmets were filled with horror.
They crossed the ocean to fight against the Colombian rebels, but they never thought they would encounter such an opponent.
The rocket launcher destroyed by thermite burned in flames, and the fragmented steel told the tragic story of the previous battle.
More than a dozen Osprey helicopters arrived late and landed in the center of the military base. After the Marines jumped off the helicopters and saw the scene in front of them, they all showed a look of disbelief on their faces and were speechless for a while.
In the middle of the messy military base, General Felton stood on the devastated battlefield and stared at the wreckage of the Patriots-3 rocket launcher not far away. He didn't recover from the shock for a long time.
Two hundred and twenty NS-90 robots beat the soldiers of his three brigades to the point where they didn't know which way was north. It had been less than a year since the last time they fought, but the combat effectiveness of Celestial Trade made him feel like he was fighting aliens, and it was the kind of Hollywood blockbusters …
He would rather believe that he didn't wake up this morning and that everything in front of him was just a nightmare.
Colonel Fabian walked to Felton's side, hesitated, and said.
"Sir."
After a moment of silence, General Felton slowly said.
"Is the casualty statistics out?"
"The statistics are out …" After hesitating, Fabian took a deep breath and finally made up his mind. "A total of 1,679 people were killed, and the wounded are still being counted …"
General Felton sucked in a breath of cold air.
Although he was mentally prepared, after hearing this number, his heart still couldn't help but twitch a few times.
"Let the Third Mechanized Division withdraw to Barranquilla."
"But the front line …" Colonel Fabian was troubled.
Their Third Mechanized Division had crossed Hill 744 and was preparing to join the North Colombian 11th and 14th Mountain Divisions surrounding Bucaramanga to jointly attack the South Colombian 5th Infantry Division stationed in the city of Bucaramanga.
For North Colombia attacking Bucaramanga, the supporting firepower of the 3rd Mechanized Division was necessary. However, at this moment, Ferton couldn't care less. Today, robots were airdropped, but tomorrow, it might be the Orbital Airborne Brigade that was dropped on his head.
He did not dare to bet his life on the courage of Celestial Trade.
"If we can't even defend the headquarters, it'll be meaningless even if we take Bucaramanga." After a pause, Felton continued, "Also, send the casualty report to the Pentagon as soon as possible. We need backup! If they still want to win this war … "
…
Two hundred versus six thousand.
At the cost of less than 50 robots, more than 1,600 NATO soldiers were killed by the NS-90 hanging rifles, and the number of wounded was countless.
Under the cover of the Aurora-20s, the remaining 184 NS-90s, with the scrapped robot wreckage, retreated in the direction of the port of Barranquilla, and finally jumped into the sea. They were retrieved by Celestial Trade submersibles waiting in the nearby waters, and retreated in the direction of Venezuela …
When this battle report was sent to Jiang Chen's desk by Ivan, Jiang Chen, who always expected such a result, couldn't help but smack his lips.
No wonder even the NAC was troubled by them. These little guys were indeed worthy of their title as "battlefield cleaners".
Jiang Chen even imagined it in his mind with ill intentions.
If the Pentagon knew that these robots were made by their "descendants", how would they feel?
"… North Colombia's offensive on Bucaramanga has stopped, and the two divisions that have already entered the city have returned to the suburbs."
"But the siege hasn't stopped yet, right?" Jiang Chen said.
"That's right." Ivan nodded.
"Then let's help our allies again."
Jiang Chen sat up from his chair, clicked on the holographic screen of his watch, called the Weather Control Center in Ange Island, and ordered.
"Blow a rainstorm on the south coast of the Gulf of Mexico, the bigger the better."
…
Although the NATO Coalition Force and the Capitol were trying to block the news, the news of Celestial Trade's AI soldiers raiding Barranquilla and retreating eventually spread through the Internet.
First, a video shot by a mobile phone was uploaded to Youtube, and finally spread like a virus through the two major platforms of Twitter and Facebook.
Although the video was very blurry, and in addition to the flashes of the explosion and the continuous gunshots, there was not even a shadow of the NS-90. However, from the M1A2 destroyed by the anti-tank rocket and the NATO soldiers on the ground, netizens could still feel the tragedy of the war through the screen.
But coincidentally, in addition to the NATO Coalition Force soldiers, there were several war reporters from the United Kingdom at the military base. Although the camera tools were confiscated afterward, the British reporter who was not afraid of death still took a few photos with his mobile phone.
It was precisely because of those photos that netizens around the world were able to see the true appearance of the NS-90.
"AI soldiers? Celestial Trade even created this thing? "
"This reporter is really lucky!"
"Didn't the military commentator at the Pentagon say that 'electronic pilots are already the limit of Future Military, and robot soldiers with a reasonable cost are impossible to achieve in the short term'? Help me look at the calendar, it's only been a few days! "
"I don't know why, but when I looked at the red glow in the center of the head, I suddenly felt a chill …"
"Celestial Trade's weapons are all produced by Future Military! Boycott Future Group's products! "
"…"
Just as online public opinion continued to ferment, Celestial Trade didn't let people who paid attention to this incident wait for long.
On the second day of the attack, Celestial Trade held a press conference at the "Heart of the Sea" on Coro Island. Including two UA media, more than 20 internationally renowned media were invited to attend.
Standing at the press conference, Jiang Chen, as the president of Celestial Trade, made an official response to this incident.
As always, he didn't bring any speech.
Standing in front of the cameras of the media, Jiang Chen cleared his throat and gave a concise speech.
"First of all, Celestial Trade regrets the attack on Barranquilla, but we will not apologize."
"At the time of the attack, more than 200,000 innocent citizens of Bucaramanga were displaced because of NATO's unilateral military action. Twenty-four hours ago, we have warned relevant countries that if they do not stop the aggression against South Colombia, then Celestial Trade will join the side of justice and intervene in the Colombian Civil War. "
"As long as it is war, people will die. Presumably, from the moment they set foot on Colombian soil, some countries have been mentally prepared in this regard. "
"We once again express our regret. For Mike Pence and everyone on Wall Street, you buried all the results of 'Sugar Cube Diplomacy' with conspiracy, and I have lost all patience. We could have welcomed our future in another way, but now … "
Jiang Chen paused for a moment, sighed softly, and spread his hands.
"As you wish, we have met on the battlefield."
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