Taylor was furious in the headquarters because the current victory was not the result he expected. In his heart, they should have reached Basra by now, grabbed the so-called "prophet" and dragged him behind the tank and paraded him, but the 1st Armored Division's offensive rhythm But it has been blocked
The person who blocked him was the black general he wanted to capture alive. Seeing the lack of logistics, Taylor calmed down. Now all the intelligence told him that it was time to retreat. The Prophet Army has suffered huge losses so far. The Prophet Army, which prides itself on being elite, has The first army was almost completely crippled, and the second army was nowhere to be seen. Taylor even suspected that these sons of bitches had been scared away by him.
But the calmness of the battlefield gave him a bad premonition, and this premonition has always been accurate during his decades of military career.
But he is unwilling to retreat because what they are facing is just a ragtag group of people and his army is the most powerful army in the world. If he fails to achieve his goal, it will be an unforgettable regret in his military career.
So Taylor ignored the advice of his staff and ordered resolutely: "We have the best supplies, the best weapons and equipment, the strongest fighting spirit and the best soldiers in the world. To be honest, I really pity the prophets who are about to face us. Soldiers, your goal is to break in, break their bodies, break their will, and finally mutilate their corpses and play with their women."[
The staff did not dare to have any objections because almost all those who objected were imprisoned by Taylor. The stagnant pace of the 1st Armored Division moved their eyes again to the last city of Basra.
But no one expected that the Prophet Army, which launched a fierce attack on them at first, would disappear. There would be no fierce armored troops or those soldiers who fought back desperately, but only a flat surface. Their vanguard had even reached a corner of the city.
Armored vehicles and tanks drove in the flat rice fields, crushing the rice that was about to be harvested, but any American soldier was cautious because they suffered a lot when they were blocked in Dekar Province, and they suffered the most casualties since this raid. once
Although they were brave, they were very ashamed when facing those crazy soldiers of the Prophet Army. They could not even imagine that the rabble under Saddam had actually displayed a fighting will that surpassed theirs in the hands of the prophet from the southern government.
But modern warfare is not just about the will to fight, but also about strength. As Taylor taught each of their commanders during the war, they have the best weapons and equipment, and they are also the best fighters. They are not willing to do anything without achieving their goals. retreat here
Entering the first city on the Basra border, they also did not encounter any obstruction. Robinson, the commander of the third tank company, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Under the guidance of the helicopter, Robinson felt that he was safe and entered at this speed into the night. to end this damn war once and for all
Entering this small town, Robinson ordered to cross at top speed. Even so, as they hurriedly passed by, they could still see the heads protruding from the mouths on both sides of the street. The eyes in the heads were filled with extreme hatred.
Yes, he saw this look of hatred many years ago, during the one or two years after the US military invaded Iraq and defeated Saddam's army.
But as time went by, the hatred of the Iraqis for them was reduced to a minimum. Not only because they were helping here, but also because of the compromise of the Iraqis.
And now this kind of look appears again. To those recruits, this kind of look is very frightening. Some of them even hold the gun in their hands and are shaking involuntarily because they feel guilty in their hearts. The person who fought with them just now may be these people's husbands. Either a son or a father
But this is for the new recruits, and in the eyes of the veterans, there is no sympathy, because here sympathy means sending oneself into the tiger's mouth. Their colleagues who were once overflowing with sympathy gave bread to a scrawny child when they invaded Baghdad more than ten years ago. But what the child gave him was a tragedy in life. The child swallowed explosives and it exploded next to him.
The veterans admit that they are the aggressors, but they only obey orders. There is no extra emotion on the battlefield, only the cruel reality.
When some recruits shot into the street with trembling hands, Robinson did not stop him because every recruit must go through such a process.
After his company passed through the city, Robinson, who was nervous, relaxed again. The Prophet Army was really scared by them, so he immediately dialed the phone number of the Army Aviation. Robinson heard it under the noisy sound of helicopters. There were a few insults and resentments, and then came the specific situation.
It's no wonder that people from the Army Aviation are scolding their mothers. In a place like Iraq, if the Air Force doesn't dispatch and let the helicopters attack the front line, it's almost a death sentence. But everyone knows that in order to defend against those damn prophets, the Homeland Defense Air Force and the Air Force can't move at all. After all, the cost of a fighter jet. But it's much more expensive than their tanks
It's just that Lu Hang was on tenterhooks for a while but didn't notice that there were rocket launchers shooting out from everywhere aimed at them. So this time the commander of Lu Hang cursed a few times and immediately stopped: "The evil name of the butcher general has already put these damn people to death." The Iraqis were frightened and I don’t know if there are any *** in Basra. When we get there, I will definitely shoot a few times to vent the hatred in my heart.”
Robinson smiled and replied: "You beat other people's husbands to death during the day and want to find them to go to bed with you at night. Aren't you afraid of being disabled for life?"
"***Can you wish me good luck?" the commander of Army Aviation said.
"May God bless you" Robinson said, turned off the communication, and then reported the situation to all the companies behind him [
But just as his troops left the city and rushed toward Basra, there was a sudden explosion behind them. Robinson's relaxed nerves immediately became tense. An alarm came from the wire that the company behind him was being raided. At that time, Robinson frowned. If he could help it, he would definitely not want to fight these civilians, let alone continue the fight with the Prophet Army.
But the facts told him that it was all an illusion. General Butcher seemed to have brought them into a desperate situation this time, because the Army Aviation commander who had just been preparing to go to Basra to find the assassin had lost contact.
"The communication was cut off and the target was found in the distance." The deputy company commander in the command car pointed at the red dot on the screen and his face changed drastically because the number was still increasing. It was definitely not infantry but armored troops like them.
Just as Robinson was about to issue an order, there was a roar of explosions all around the command vehicle, and the screen buzzed with "sizzling" noises.
After coming back to his senses, Robinson's face changed drastically: "All units reported losses and entered the best shooting position to fire freely."
Robinson issued a series of orders in succession and then immediately picked up the line and called: "We are the third tank company and were attacked by unknown armored forces. We need reinforcements. We need reinforcements."
As the explosions grew stronger, Robinson collapsed because there were more and more red targets around him, but his units kept disappearing. Of course, he knew that those units had been hit, just like they were blocked in the Descartes Province.
But he has no despair. As long as reinforcements arrive quickly, they will not be completely wiped out.
But when the wire was connected again, Robinson reported the situation here and asked for reinforcements. However, he heard the company behind telling him that we were also requesting reinforcements and that we were also attacked.
"Boom" With a loud bang, Robinson's military career ended and he was blown to pieces by the T80 tank's cannon.
"What happened, what happened," Taylor yelled at the temporary command post.
"The troops on the front line encountered an obstruction, and street fighting broke out in the border city. All civilians participated in the attack, and the Iraqis went crazy," the staff officer quickly reported.
"Damn it." Taylor slammed the table hard. "Wouldn't they use the machine gun on the tank to shoot at them? Save whoever dares to attack us and kill them directly."
The expressions of the staff officers all changed, but they still carried out the order. However, after the order was issued, it was as if it had fallen into disgrace. Taylor said angrily: "What happened, please tell me immediately. Are they all eating shit? These bitches?"
How can the raised ones have any effect at the critical moment? Is it possible that even if you give them a salary, all they raise is a pile of shit? Even the shit should give me a bit of a stink, okay?"
Staff officers were accustomed to Taylor's vulgar language. How could this butcher general, who was not even taken seriously by his superiors, put Army Aviation in his eyes?
The staff members did not dare to say anything, but after half an hour they finally found the reason. All the staff members lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
Taylor yelled: "What the f**k happened, son of a bitch, talk to me"
Hearing this, one of the staff officers said timidly: "The three companies of the first battalion of the vanguard were completely destroyed and a helicopter formation of the Army Aviation Group was also shot down."
Taylor's face darkened, but he was unusually angry this time. He looked at the map and asked: "Who did this?"
"The missing remnants of the Armored Division of the Second Army of the Prophet Army," the staff officer said.
"Then why are you still standing there? Find this guy and I'm going to tear him apart," Taylor said coldly.
The staff nodded and left, but they were just about to issue the order. Taylor suddenly said: "Wait a minute. Let that son of a bitch live a few more days. All the troops will bypass the city and attack Basra and hit their lair. Also, ask those damn people."
If the government troops follow up, do they need me to send people with guns pointed at their heads to urge them?"