Following John's prompts, Yu Yang quickly went to the temporary ward on the fifth floor and found Li Tude's ward, but he could not enter. Although it was a temporary ward, the American logistics support was indeed not compromised, although it could not
Maintain a sterile ward, but after disinfection, non-medical personnel are not allowed to enter.
Yu Yang looked at Li Tude through the window on the door, and sighed deeply. He owed this guy a life. If possible, Yu Yang would rather it was him who was lying on the hospital bed now. As long as he didn't die, he would return.
When you reach the killing ground, you will be resurrected with full health, and Li Tude will probably only be able to spend the rest of his life in a hospital bed.
All the rooms on the fifth floor were converted into temporary wards, and John's command room was also moved to the third floor. But even so, it was still not enough. Some American wounded could only be treated briefly and then lay in the aisle at the door.
middle.
Yu Yang took one look and left the fifth floor directly. He didn't like the ward. If he had to go to a place like a hospital, Yu Yang would prefer to go to a place like the delivery room, because that's where life is born.
On the fifth floor just now, all Yu Yang smelled was pessimism and the smell of death. Yu Yang himself was not a pessimistic person, but some emotions were easily contagious and made you fall into it involuntarily, like
Now when Yu Yang went downstairs, he was feeling a little depressed.
Yu Yang returned to his barracks and casually found a place to sit down. The translator was sitting on the bed smoking a cigarette. When he saw Yu Yang walking in, he looked at Yu Yang with a reluctant smile: "Yu,
came back!"
"Well, how about Class A?"
The translator lowered his head and took a deep breath: "It's okay. Everyone except me was sent to the fifth floor!"
After Yu Yang heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Being sent to the fifth floor meant that everyone was injured. He also took out a cigarette and lit it for himself: "No one was killed, right?"
"Except for Li Tude, whose life and death are unknown now, and Charlie and Cowboy, who were seriously injured, the rest are all minor injuries. I was lucky, the bullet grazed my face." After the translator finished speaking, he turned his head and pointed at his own.
Looking sideways, Yu Yang discovered that the right side of his face was wrapped with gauze.
"It's my fault. I was obviously the acting commander. He took over and took the lead and rushed out without caring about your life or death!" Yu Yang felt a little guilty. During the battle, he was too impulsive and didn't look like a person at all.
A qualified commander, Yu Yang found himself more like a soldier than a commander.
"Yu, I don't blame you. I heard about your battle just now and I admire you very much. It's just that we were unlucky. During the pursuit, we encountered dozens of Iraqis and were surrounded by them..." The translator slowly
He slowly told what happened in Class A today. After Yu Yang rushed out, Class A also rushed out.
However, Yu Yang rushed too quickly. After Class A cleaned up the Iraqis who had invaded the compound, they immediately rushed out with the large troops. The battle went very smoothly at first, but as the pursuit deepened, Class A
The pursuers encountered about half a company of Iraqis. After a hard fight for half an hour, they finally eliminated these Iraqis. In the end, all members of Class A were injured.
After hearing what the translator said, Yu Yang touched his chin and felt something was wrong. The Iraqis almost retreated when they retreated. Except for the initial resistance, they were all defeated in one blow. The translator said that Class A and the other three
The pursuit team composed of about 40 members of the squad was actually ambushed by the Iraqis and suffered heavy losses. It was definitely not the work of ordinary Iraqi soldiers.
Thinking of this, Yu Yang quickly took out a map of Tikrit and spread it on the table: "Translator, where did you encounter the Iraqi soldiers who ambushed you."
The translator glanced at the map, searched for a while, and clicked on a crossroads in the east of the city: "We were ambushed here. I remember there was a church over there, which should be around here. The situation at that time
It’s a little too confusing!”
After hearing this, Yu Yang nodded and marked the location mentioned by the translator on the map. He also found the location of the camp. The distance between the two sides was about five kilometers: "Translator, how long did it take for you to encounter the camp after you pursued it?
The Iraqi soldiers ambush, and there was no time wasted on the pursuit!”
"No, our pursuit went smoothly. We were ambushed about forty minutes later!"
After Yu Yang listened, he began to calculate silently. With a straight line distance of five kilometers, forty minutes, shooting during pursuit, dodging bullets, etc., the location should be similar to what the translator said. Yu Yang put down his pen.
, supported his chin with one hand and began to think, the key to the problem is why these Iraqi soldiers ambushed the Americans.
Ku Sai, unless Class A was infinitely close to Ku Sai, there would not have been such a fierce resistance. Yu Yang immediately picked up a pen and drew a circle on the map. Ku Sai might be hiding in this area.
However, this area is not small, and it would be very troublesome to search.
Yu Yang stood up directly from the ground and patted the translator: "Translator, take good care of your injuries. Believe me, I will definitely avenge you!"
The translator nodded: "Yu, I believe you!"
"Well, don't worry. Say hello to the injured brother for me! I'll go find John first. The Iraqi soldiers who ambushed you may not be ordinary people!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he quickly stood up and left the barracks, preparing to find John.
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Inside the U.S. military headquarters on the third floor, John smoked a cigar and looked at the map of Tikrit in the city in front of him. The casualties of the troops this time were very high. The superiors had already begun to ask themselves. Although the action report had been handed in, the superiors were still
There is some dissatisfaction. Killing a Ufa does not seem to satisfy the big bosses in the Pentagon.
"Those damn bastards, do they think the Iraqi soldiers are all stupid and can't shoot? It's obviously the Air Force's loss of air supremacy that caused us to suffer such a heavy blow, but now they blame me for command problems!" John thought of this,
He slammed his fist directly on the table and threw the documents beside him into the trash can.
The staff officers in the command room didn't dare to breathe when they saw John's appearance. Everyone knew that their commander was in a rage now. He was both proud and devastated. These staff officers also felt very aggrieved. Something went wrong in the battle this time.
It's not a problem with the command of the 3rd Infantry Regiment.
Two-thirds of the wounded lying on the fifth floor were injured due to the bombing of the North Tower. In the final analysis, it was not the Third Infantry Regiment's problem at all.
