Chapter 106 Asking for help and refusing (please order first)
Author: Brilliant fireworks
Chapter 106 Asking for help and refusing (please order first)
"No, retreat!" Jin Mao said without hesitation: "We can't tell whether the other side has reinforcements, so go to a temporary resting point."
"Bayonet, call the branch and ask for support!"
"receive!"
Wang Zhen opened his mouth, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say. He felt that something was wrong.
He also believed that there was a high probability that the enemy would have reinforcements, but he felt that this was more like setting up an ambush in advance and setting up encirclement points for reinforcements!
Not to mention ancient times, there are not many similar cases in modern wars alone, and our army particularly likes to use this tactic.
From a tactical perspective, we must not do what the enemy wants us to do...
Besides, the nearest reinforcements are only 30 from Curry's side, and they are scattered across two bases.
Wang Zhen didn't know whether someone would come to rescue him. He had never been a soldier or been on a battlefield, so he really didn't know.
Of course, he hopes that someone will come to the rescue, even if it is 10 people, with transportation, to help contain it, Wang Zhen feels that the safety of the shovel can at least be guaranteed.
"Puff puff"
"ding" "ding" "ding"
The bullets continuously hit the oil pipeline and cement base nearby, causing Wang Zhen to come back to his senses instantly.
Cursing himself for daring to slip away at this time, he turned the muzzle of his gun, took aim, and fired a "click" shot. Among the four people chasing him, one of them was shot in the chest again and fell to the ground.
The frightened three people fell down again and fired at Wang Zhen to suppress them.
"Wild boar, retreat!" Golden Retriever's command came to his ears. Wang Zhen grabbed the gun, bent his waist and strode out as fast as possible.
He cannot learn from the golden retriever and the donkey.
According to the teachings of Golden Retriever, don't run in an S-shape on the battlefield. Without strict training, people's subconscious movements will be full of rules.
If the enemy's marksmanship is not good and whether the target hits depends on luck, running S will only slow down your own speed, delay for a longer time, and increase the possibility of being hit.
If your marksmanship is good enough, regular S-shaped running will have no effect at all.
Unless the enemy is directly behind you or in the air, machine guns are still used.
Otherwise, just increase the speed and run as fast as you want.
Try your luck!
Wang Zhen held up the oil pipeline and jumped over it. The group of people gathered together again, fighting and retreating, and quickly retreated towards the temporary resting point.
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Daryl, who was about to take a rest, suddenly heard the ringtone of his cell phone. He turned his head and glanced at his work phone, then stepped forward and grabbed it.
Seeing the screen showing that the caller was Bayonet, Daryl's face suddenly darkened. They should be on patrol at this time, but they could call his mobile phone...
"Hi, I'm Daryl."
"I'm Bayonet. Listen to me. We encountered an ambush near the town of Bruze. The enemy... is currently retreating towards the temporary resting point. Please ask for support!"
"What, okay, I know, wait for me!" Daryl hung up the phone and immediately called Curry. While waiting for the call, he turned around and ran outside.
Ignoring changing clothes, I rushed out wearing big underpants, walked to the next door in a few steps, raised my hand and started to smash the door, "Cobham, open the door quickly!"
Cobham frowned, stood up from the office chair, and walked quickly outside. Before he reached the door, he heard Daryl's voice, "Curry, Golden Retriever and the others are under attack. There are currently 8 people on the other side, and it is not ruled out that there are still more people."
, go and save people quickly.”
"What's going on? The golden retriever was attacked?" Cobham opened the door and asked anxiously.
"Yes, yes, go quickly." Daryl nodded heavily to Cobham, hung up the phone, walked in, and described the matter quickly and briefly.
"Faq, we must not let anything happen to the Scythe team. This is our signature in Iraq!" This was Cobham's first reaction when he heard what happened.
Because of what happened some time ago, Imperial Barrier has become famous in Iraq. Although it is certainly far inferior to large companies such as British G4S, Armored Group, and American MPRI, it is very popular among medium-sized companies.
For PMC Company, combat effectiveness is one aspect, but there is no specific measurement standard for this, but its reputation is.
Moreover, the greater the reputation of the company you hire, the less likely you are to encounter trouble in the future. The key is that the asking price is also low.
Cobham has recently signed a lot of contracts, all of which are ordinary missions that only require basic soldiers. The only high-end mission that can really consolidate its reputation is Bruce Town.
Just as the words came out, Cobham's expression suddenly changed, "Wait a minute, tell me again, did the attackers appear in batches?"
When asked by Cobham, Daryl also reacted and his expression changed.
Cobham and Daryl are both veterans. They graduated from regular military schools and retired with the rank of major and captain. They are experienced commanders on the real battlefield whether in the army or in the Imperial Barrier.
The enemy had obviously successfully ambushed the Scythe squad with an RPG, which showed that they knew the opponent's situation and had a clear goal. However, even though they knew it was an elite squad, they did not invest all their troops immediately and instead resorted to fueling tactics.
Of course, in the mouth of the bayonet, he could only speak a few words with the assault sniper from Wangzhen. Who was Daryl and Cobham? Of course he understood the thrill and difficulty involved.
But this is still unreasonable!
This is not a large-scale battle, and there is no need to keep reserve troops.
Either don't fight, or fight with all your strength.
Is the opposing commander an idiot?
The two of them don’t think so!
There is only one possibility. The other party is trying to create a little pressure on the Scythe team.
The purpose cannot be to force them to surrender, then it can only be to force them to ask for help.
Golden Retriever can’t think of it?
With their knowledge of golden retrievers, they must have thought of it!
But the location is different and the way of doing things is also different.
Golden Retriever is the commander of the front-line team, and it is appropriate for him to seek help from his superiors when encountering problems.
Whether they can be saved or not is a matter for them.
"What should I do?" Daryl clutched the phone with his big hand, gritted his teeth, and stared at Cobham.
"Save...no save..." The expression on Cobham's face changed drastically, and his head was covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Farke, hurry up, you only have one minute at most!" Daryl urged.
"No help!" Cobham stamped his feet violently and yelled loudly while pulling his neck.
"You're fucking crazy. It's Bourne and the others. If we don't save them, they're doomed!" Daryl's eyes widened angrily, and he also yelled loudly, pulling his neck.
"Farke, don't I fucking know!" Cobham's face turned red, and he kicked the sofa next to him with his foot, making a 'thud' sound.
He strode to his desk, grabbed his cell phone and called Curry.
"What the hell..." Daryl hurriedly took steps to catch up.
"Go away, shut up!" Cobham raised his finger and pointed at Daryl and cursed, "Curry, I am Cobham, stop your actions, you can't go anywhere, strengthen your guard for me, and guard the base!"
"You really decided to abandon Bourne and the others!"
"Am I going to abandon them?" Cobham slapped Daryl's hand open and screamed: "Can't you fucking imagine the purpose of the attacker?"
"But……"
"No buts!" Cobham gritted his teeth and waved his hand, sweeping everything on the table to the ground.
The notebook fell and rolled over, making a "clang" sound.
"Farke, Farke, Farke!"
"Their target is definitely the oil well!"
"That's the province of Diyala, the town of Bruz. Don't you know how chaotic it is?"
"You bastard, you bastard..." Daryl stared at Cobham's eyes and cursed one after another.
"Stop their farts, you sit in my position, how do you decide!" Cobham put his head on Daryl's head, opened his mouth, and all the saliva splashed on the other person's face, "Curry held it in his hand
There are only 15 people. How many people can we take out for rescue? There will definitely be an ambush outside the oil well base. Once Curry takes people out, he will be dead!"
"Then, they will attack the base. The remaining people will not be able to stand it at all, and the base will be lost!"
"How much does a pension for 15 people cost?"
"How many chain reactions will a mission failure bring!"
"How much compensation do we have to pay?"
"What should we do about the situation that the company has just opened?"
Cobham pointed at the door, "How many PMC companies are watching us now, just waiting for us to make mistakes and pull us down!"
"Don't you know how much business we have gotten recently?"
"We can't save them at all, it will only cause greater losses!"
Daryl closed his eyes, took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, and muttered without knowing what he was saying.
Cobham looked up at the ceiling, his eyes blinking.
Daryl sat there for a minute, then slowly stood up and walked out, and the door was closed with a bang.
Cobham turned his head and stared at the door, sighed, grabbed his cell phone, walked to the bedroom and lay down heavily on the bed.
Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute, Cobham sat up suddenly, turned on his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Clement Cuthbert, it's me, Cobham."
"Listen to me, I need help, here's the thing..."
"Cobham, I'm sorry. You know, although I am a lieutenant colonel in the army in Iraq, I do not have the right to mobilize troops to fight. This needs to be done through procedures. It is too late now."
"No, I'm not asking you to send troops to rescue people. I hope you can get a helicopter over. If, I mean if they can break out safely, I can rescue people as soon as possible. Man, some of them are injured.
Without transportation, it is impossible to walk out of the desert for more than 20 kilometers."
There was silence on the other side of the phone, and Cobham didn't push him. After waiting for a long time, Clement sighed, "Okay, Cobham, I have to make one thing clear. Once they bring the enemy over, my
People will not land, and neither the helicopter nor my people can be damaged there, otherwise I will be finished!"
"Thank you, Clement."
"Fake Squid, Cobham, you owe me a big favor!"
After hanging up the phone, Cobham sighed. This is the limit of what he can do. Whether you live or die is up to you.
God bless you!
"Curry, this is Cobham." Cobham called Curry again, "Listen to me, someone may attack the camp at any time. No matter what they say, hold on, I will notify Said immediately and he will send someone
To support you, the company’s support will arrive in up to 5 hours.”
"When the critical moment comes, you can explain things clearly to your subordinates. I believe you can do it."
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