In the dark night, with the rumbling engine sound, an old-fashioned BMP-1 infantry fighting vehicle was speeding quickly in the dry desert. Behind this vehicle, there were more than a dozen armored vehicles of different styles, heading towards important sites in Syria.
Departure to the city of Raqqa.
The Middle East is now a powder keg that has exploded. More than a dozen countries and forces are entangled together, and their respective interests and demands are contradictory. The situation is extremely complicated. ISIS, which has caused harm to the world, has placed its center of rule on the banks of the Euphrates River.
of Raqqa.
It's so pitiful that in this "sixth largest city" in Syria with a population of 400,000, Green Cult fanatics are dreaming of ruling the world. And now the Syrian government forces have launched an offensive against Raqqa, but..., for a while
I couldn't beat it for half a while.
The Green Cultists who like to be brave and aggressive are actually a bunch of willful and weak scum. They are obviously in the 21st century, but their fighting ideas are stuck in the Middle Ages. Major Valena, who arrived here, was deeply impressed by the men here.
despise.
Major Valena is currently sitting in an armored transport vehicle of the BMP convoy. In front of her are two stunned Syrian soldiers. Syria's 'doctor' president strongly demands that his people be brought along in this operation and wants to participate.
This historic moment, and share the honor.
If it weren't for Mao Xiong's strong objection, the 'doctor' would even want his men to equip T-45A to attack - upon hearing this request, Major Valena almost wanted to kill the 'doctor' with the large-caliber machine gun in his hand.
A bunch of weak scum have been fighting in Syria for five years. These guys are weaker than the Italians back then. Their only way to fight is to shoot to embolden them. Yes, they don't know where to shoot, and they have no tactical coordination. They hide in
Just firing a few shots behind a certain wall means you are fighting.
No matter how good the weapon is, it will turn into a fire stick in the hands of the Green Cultists. These guys have staged countless battlefield anecdotes - such as an armored unit surrendering to an enemy driving a pickup truck, or guards cleaning out the warehouse, hoping to hand over everything.
Materials can survive.
These are a bunch of hairless two-legged beasts that are worse than pigs.
Major Valena despised the Syrian soldiers in front of her behind the mantis mask, and the two Syrian soldiers were heartbroken at the moment. It was frustrating enough to know that they were sent to attack Dhaka, the home base of ISIS, but who knew?
When I got to the car, I saw two robot monsters sitting in the car.
It was useless to call out to Allah at this time. The Syrian soldiers had no idea what was in front of them. They just looked at the guns and cannons in the opponent's hands. After a long time, they felt that their crotches were a little cold - they were incontinent.
Through the night vision device of the Mantis helmet, Major Valena clearly saw the scene in front of her. She couldn't help cursing on the radio: "These losers, they actually peed their pants in front of me."
Hahaha..., a bunch of furry bear soldiers laughed loudly on the radio. Each armored vehicle sat two soldiers from the 'Thunder' team and two soldiers from the Syrian government army. Everyone saw a similar situation.
"It was okay to wet his pants, but the man in front of me actually asked me if Allah had come to the world? When I told him that I believed in Jesus, he actually burst into tears and collapsed."
"The two idiots in front of me have been worshiping and praying and trying to convert me."
"Here I was, wanting to prove that he was protected by God and provoking me. After receiving an iron fist from me, he became more honest."
The radio became noisy, and the tense fighting atmosphere dissipated a lot. Major Valena suddenly shouted: "The entertainment time is over, shut up now, we will launch an attack in half an hour."
Just as the 'Thunder' team was on their way over, Raqqa was in the middle of a chaotic battle. The government troops had already reached the outside of the city, and then they were unable to move forward.
There were no lights visible in the dark night, but tracer bullets from various guns were flying everywhere, and the rattling gunfire continued. It sounded lively, but in fact it was all random shooting.
York stood on the roof of an abandoned building with a night vision goggle, observing the entire city from a high place. He looked at it for a few seconds before shrinking back. He was not worried about who could target him here, but worried about those flying from nowhere.
A stray bullet came.
As a mercenary, York has been fighting in Syria for almost two years. He is actually a member of the Niu Family SAS and has to join this farce war as a civilian for the sake of the country.
Not long ago, it was York and his companions who discovered the Russian field hospital and led the Syrian rebels to launch an artillery bombardment. For this, Mao Xiong has vowed revenge.
But how can the Mao Xiong retaliate? Can they rely on their backward fighter planes? Or rely on their smoking aircraft carriers? The skies in Syria are now controlled by the Americans. The Mao Xiong's air force is so weak that it can only throw iron bombs, and the low combat efficiency makes it difficult for the Mao Xiong to retaliate.
People are ridiculous.
Of course, what makes the combat efficiency even lower are the Green Cultists who are killing each other on the battlefield. York doesn't mean to discriminate against anyone, he just wants to say that the Green Cultists on either side are actually garbage.
Anyone who writes world military history will be shocked by the poor quality of the military here. People here believe that ignorance is strength, and all kinds of bizarre battle scenes are staged every day.
"York, the Syrian government forces have sent a group of infantry fighting vehicles. Don't you want to say hello to them?" The call from the US military surveillance personnel came over the radio.
"Where do they want to attack?" York asked.
"In Area 11, we have notified Aidid's people that they are preparing car bombs." the US military surveillance personnel continued.
"Okay, I'll go take a look right away." York replied.
On the surface, Americans are also fighting against ISIS, but in fact they are just dogs raised by the CIA. The 'Aidid' mentioned in the bulletin is the frontline commander of ISIS. In York's words - he is an ignorant and cruel executioner.
Aidid relied on a group of fanatical green believers in his battle, and his tactics consisted of two tactics - car bombs for offense and roadside bombs for defense. But with such clumsy tricks, Aidid actually became a member of ISIS.
A famous general, York was deeply amused by this kind of thing.
When York led the team to meet the bearded Aidid, the latter was stuffing a teenage child into a suicide car.
"Don't worry, this car is very strong. Those hypocrites can't penetrate the steel plate on it. It's dark, they can't even see you, but you can easily kill it with your night vision goggles on."
"You just drive over and detonate it after entering the enemy's position. Leave the rest to Almighty Allah."
"After you ascend to heaven, you will get seventy-two holy virgins. I guarantee you will be very satisfied."
No matter how much the child cried, Aidid still forced him into the car and forced him to drive off with a gun. York was indifferent to this scene. Cold-bloodedness is the most basic quality of a mercenary. He was waiting for the unlucky child to get on the road.
, he just coughed.
The bearded Aidid immediately opened his arms and hugged York when he saw him, laughing and saying: "Ah..., my dear friend, I am so happy to see you."
"I heard you were in some trouble, so I came over to take a look." York said.
"Oh..., no!" Aidid raised his finger and shook it, "It's not that I'm in trouble, but that my enemies are in trouble. The 'Doctor''s men tried to kill us, but I want them to know that they were wrong.
, they are the ones who will be killed. Come on, let us see how miserable they will die."