C27 Fierce battle 2

Fighting (3)

The dark forest had already started to have faint rays of light. The sun on the eastern horizon was working hard to release its light.

And at this very moment, in A Bidela's eyes, the place in the sky that was emitting a blinding light, seemed to be a place where God had opened a door that led straight to heaven for all of them who had sacrificed their lowly lives for this so called "holy war".

After thinking about Allah for a while, A Bidela forcefully pulled at the jungle camouflage clothes that he wore after being drenched by the dew, to make himself feel a little more comfortable. Then, he continued to carry the AK-47, which had been with him for many years, the seventy odd patrol squad members behind him, and the six M48 tanks, which had their engines blocked by weeds and cotton blankets. He continued to trek through the weeds in the direction of the factory, which was still more than 1600 meters away from his current position.

Obviously, the noise that Commander and his squad of warriors had heard was caused by them.

After walking around the cold forest the whole night, the hot air exhaled from his mouth had long condensed into a thick layer of white frost on the beard on his face. And A Bidela at this time did not care about this, he focused on asking his superior to pull all the way through. Elk came to this damned place to discuss "business" Wassily, "This demon, he simply wants us to bring our brothers out to Z Nation to die. Z Nation's methods of suppressing terrorism do not have any loopholes, even after so many years of holy war in Xinjiang, the brothers of Tengtang Tribe were unable to achieve anything. "Moreover, the esteemed Mr Rudolph Elk had already made a suggestion to the devil. Simply setting up patrols around the factory was of no use, but he refused to listen. Luckily, he was smart enough to lead the patrolling brothers to expand their patrolling range. If he was still wandering around the factory, the patrolling brothers would have already met with God …"

A Bidela stopped in his tracks, telling the brothers of the six patrols behind him to stop as well. He then retrieved his GPS positioning system to confirm how far away he was from the factory.

Although A Bidela was a coarse old man who could not read much, the brutal war that he had experienced in Afghanistan for more than 40 years had taught him how to survive. In that land filled with wounds caused by war, A Bidela and many others who believed in God's faith were like those who believed in the so-called Sacred War.

On the land of his native land, the Soviets had been driven away from their invasion, but the war did not stop there. During this period, A Bidela witnessed countless brothers and friends falling by his side, and by relying on his cautious nature and smart and nimble brain, he was able to unceasingly learn, unceasingly accumulate survival skills, survive in war, and even master a large amount of knowledge on war, learning how to use many modern weapons and equipment.

These include the skygaze GPS GPS positioning system that the M nation has invested heavily in. Even though the M-unit had blocked GPS signals from the combat zone at that time, most of the areas controlled by the Jihad guerrillas in Afghanistan could still be used. It was ironic.

Fighting (4)

After experiencing so much life and death, A Bidela's survival today was not simply due to luck.

At this moment, the experience he had accumulated over the past few years of healing on the blade once again made him feel a little uneasy. However, he did not know what the problem was.

In any case, according to the GPS notification, he was now only a thousand meters away from the factory. The explosion in the distance could already be seen. But no matter what the situation was, he could only act according to the circumstances.

However, he still had to make the necessary preparations. After some thought, A Bidela said to his subordinate, Ka Ladi: "Captain of the patrols, if you do not wish to bring your brothers to see God, watch out for your teammates. No one is allowed to leave the patrol without permission; Elk told us where we were. "May God bless us and keep us safe..." "Oh, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God, God.

With that said, A Bidela waved his hand and told Ka Ladi to go quickly. Maybe they were used to fighting in the hot and dry desert, but at that time, the Terrorist could easily move through the night. However, in this forest, which was different from the usual cold and dry times, this short night was simply unbearable.

After a few hours of trekking and struggling against the weeds that were wrapped around their feet, these normally valiant Terrorist were now exhausted. He had lost the fearsome murderous aura he had felt in the desert and had been replaced by a nervous system that was on the verge of collapse.

A Bidela suddenly stopped and indicated for the convoy to stop. He looked at the GPS positioning device in his hand. It indicated that he was only seven or eight hundred meters away from the factory.

A Bidela took out night vision telescope s from his pocket and looked at the situation in front of him carefully. This was the loot he had gotten from sneaking an attack on an M soldier patrol while he was in Afghanistan.

Two minutes later, A Bidela seemed to have discovered a blurry figure hidden within the dark forest not too far away to the left. The figure looked like a wild wolf that was crouching in the dark night and hiding in the forest, waiting for its prey to arrive.

After he finished looking, A Bidela who had gone through hundreds of battles seemed to have discovered the danger that lay ahead. He turned to Ka Ladi who was beside him and asked, "Is there any news about the esteemed Ladut Elk's response?"

Ka Ladi shook his head and said: "Not yet."

After A Bidela heard this, he placed both his hands on his chest, and said to Ka Ladi: "Ka Ladi, something's happened up ahead. The members of each patrol were divided into three teams. One team was responsible for supporting the rear. The other two teams, with a distance of 30 meters as cover, followed behind the six M48 tanks as they continued their search. In the event of an accident, they would immediately take action to eliminate that group of demons! May God bless us, and grant us the power to win every battle … "

After giving out his orders and praying, A Bidela took the AK-47 from the subordinate beside him, pulled the bolt on his gun, and opened up the safety.

A Bidela waved his hand and said to his subordinates behind him: "Move!"

As for himself, he ordered the three teams that he had assigned as backup to supervise the battle. He then commanded the two teams to slowly move forward while hiding behind the tanks … … … … … … … … … … … … ….

Fighting (5)

A few minutes later, the two teams walking in front followed behind the six tanks. Terrorist, who was advancing extremely slowly, was less than 700 meters away from the factory.

A Bidela followed behind the third group of Terrorist from a distance. He raised his night vision telescope and watched as the two groups slowly moved forward, alternating between the M48 and the first group.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh … * Suddenly, in the dark night, several streaks of fiery light shot out from the smoke and howled towards Terrorist's Squad One and the M48 tank in front of them. In an instant, the dark forest was filled with explosions. The six M48 tanks turned into a pile of scrap iron, while the pilot and Terrorist, who were lucky enough not to be killed by the explosion, turned into a pile of fire men. They drilled out of the tanks one after another, screaming and rolling on the ground. The other rockets had sent the dozen or so Terrorist of Squad One directly to the heavens to meet their God …

"Da Da Da …" Almost at the same time as the rocket exploded, countless ghost-like figures suddenly appeared in the forest not too far away. Each of them lifted a few long shots, and a few Terrorist s who were stunned by the explosion and weren't able to get down on their knees in time, were instantly swept to the ground.

All the soldiers in the first unit of Third Company opened fire at the same time, and their bullets rained down on Terrorist who was in front of them …

The effect of the fire extinguishing abilities of the assault rifle was indeed very good. Under the cover of the dim light, the experienced Terrorist s were not able to discover the direction the bullets were coming from. These Terrorist could only lie on the ground and randomly fire back at them.

"Something has happened..." The moment A Bidela received the news that the factory had been attacked, he understood in his heart that something unexpected had occurred. Furthermore, it was not a simple plan. I didn't expect the M Army to be so powerful, capable of chasing them all the way from Afghanistan to here …

What he could not imagine was what kind of army he and his men were up against right now — the Z-Nation border guard who was least likely to meet them at this moment, and least likely to engage them in a firefight. So much so that even when he went to see his God, he did not know who he was really fighting this bloody and crazy battle against. He would never have thought that the person who had wiped out his entire army was not the M army, nor was it the A country's government army … …

The battle began at dawn, when the sun could still not be seen. The sounds of gunfire rose and fell along with the booms of explosions as flares tore through the chaotic sky like demons roaring at him.

Retreat, full retreat, retreat as he had expected. After the majority of A Bidela's first tier was ambushed, the Terrorist who were lucky enough to survive began to retreat. At the same time, the second tier was thrown into chaos and retreated with them. Returning to the factory to counterattack, the Terrorist's camp was in chaos.

A Bidela shouted to stop them, but it was to no avail, only until he raised his hand to kill the two fleeing soldiers at the front did he manage to stabilize his formation, and suppress the retreating crowd.

"What is going on?" A Bidela tore at a retreating Terrorist as the veins on his hands bulged. He almost roared out loud as he asked the question.

"Dead, they are all dead, we met with the M Army …" Large group... "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The main body of the M Army. We're finished. We're surrounded. We are going to see God! " The Terrorist was so frightened that he was at a loss for words as he replied.

"You bastard!" "Calm down!" After saying that, A Bidela first gave him a few slaps on the face before continuing to shout at the other Terrorist: "All of you listen to me! There was no way the M Army could have come all the way from Afghanistan to kill us. They were still fighting our friendly forces in the distance. From the sound of the gunfire, it was clear that they were not using the equipment of the M Army; moreover, there was no way to retreat now, and we had to fight for the sake of the Honorable Raduld Elk. Brothers, let us continue fighting! God will bless us! "

A Bidela readjusted the arrangement of the group. In the exchange of fire just now, this group of Terrorist had lost over twenty people, and adding in the injured, the number of Terrorist that could fight in a normal manner was no more than fifty.

After thinking for a while, A Bidela united all the Terrorist s into a suicide assault team. All of them were tied up with bundles of explosives, attempting to charge up in unison and kill all the enemies in front of them who were blocking their path.

Following that, after bringing all of the Terrorist s to retreat for more than a hundred meters, A Bidela once again fished out his night vision telescope, and began to search for the exact location in the forest where the enemy that attacked them was. He was prepared to charge in that direction after finding the position with the largest number of enemies. He knew that this was the only way to bring out the maximum power of a suicide attack …