Chapter 123: The Burning Hell
(4th Update)
After a final death throes, Grozny finally reached the point where he was facing the siege of the city. When the Soviet army surrounded the city from all sides, no amount of Western weapons could change the reality of their siege, even if the defenders inside the city had more Western weapons.
Seeing that the fruits of victory were within reach, but the higher authorities issued an order forbidding the armored troops to continue to advance, although they were a little dissatisfied with this order, the troops still dutifully followed the orders of the higher levels, and once again held their troops still. Establish an encirclement around Grozny.
Grozny means terrible and cruel in the local Chechen dialect, and the city of Grozny, which was founded in 1918, was designed as a battle fortress, with fortresses as dense as a spider's web, easy to defend and difficult to attack. So the mistakes made by Yeltsin back then, Yanayev will not make them again.
Nearly 15 strategic bombers were dispatched from Engels' air base to launch the "Black Friday" offensive on Friday, preparing nearly 170 napalm gas-oil bombs to blow up the entire Grozny.
The fierce war calmed down for the time being, and both sides were resting and preparing to fight again, and even the most brutal war could not stop the devout Muslims from praying, kneeling on the ground and prostrating themselves in the direction of Mecca, muttering words in their mouths. And the mercenaries sent by the CIA squatted in the corner, vigilantly watching the empty streets.
The bodies of the Chechen militants of the Wahhabi faction lay in the middle of the road, no one to clean up, and no one dared to step out of the house. Because the snipers of the Soviet army were watching every move outside through the window. As soon as the activist is discovered, he is immediately killed.
The bodies of their comrades were torn apart by wild dogs. And they continued to pray, ignoring the outside situation. Even Western mercenaries can't stand this, and if it weren't for the high salaries paid by the Chechen government and the CIA, they wouldn't want to spend a day here.
"The Wahhabi forces of Islam are the cancer of world civilization, they use wars and turmoil to spread extremist religious teachings, imprison people's thoughts and freedom, and they believe that it is not permissible to accept other civilizations and religions, even different factions of the same religion. In short, those who do not believe in their sect are infidels who must be put to death. ”
A former Navy SEAL member suddenly remembered what a certain intelligence officer had said, but the pot-bellied intelligence officer ended with an intriguing remark, "If you can turn them into pawns in attacks on the socialist camp, no matter how bad they may be, they will be allies of the United States." ”
"Heh, that's the fulfillment of what the intelligence officer said." The mercenary threw away the empty magazine in his hand, picked up another full magazine and loaded it, thinking that he would be the only one who had done the job, and that he would be the only one who had done it, and that the 300,000 he had earned in the process would be enough to open a small bar in the California countryside. Lived the second half of his life peacefully.
When he closes his eyes now, he remembers the little ones who were executed by Chechen soldiers the other day, simply because they were Sufis. He wanted to stop the Chechens from attacking, but was stopped by his companions and told him not to meddle.
"Because this is Chechnya, not the United States." Said the companion.
Because of this incident, he also felt guilty for a long time, especially when he slept, he always dreamed of the innocent eyes of those children, and the poor head hanging from the telephone pole.
The sound of mosquitoes buzzing in his ears made the mercenary raise his head and look out the window, and some small black dots seemed to appear faintly in the sky in front of him.
"Huh? What was that. His companion sensed that something was wrong, and he secretly kicked the mercenary who stood up to observe. The other party covered his mouth and whispered, "The Soviets sent bombers to bomb the whole city." ”
"Huh?" His companion was a little alarmed, he glanced at the Chechen soldiers who were praying intently next to him, pointed at them, and asked, "Shall we go and remind them?" ”
The former SEAL shook his head and whispered, "Just the two of us know, there are air defense facilities under this building, prepared for the enemy bombing, let's pretend not to care and sneak over." ”
"But to say that they are allies are also allies, wouldn't it be too much to do that." The companion asked with a frown.
"Absolutely, yes, it is a great thing to do." The mercenary said coldly that he didn't like these Chechens at all, so he wished that these people would die. The mercenary pretended to stand up and went outside to gather information, and his companions followed him out, and the Chechen soldiers, who were engaged in prayer, did not notice anything wrong. The two crept into the quarantine facility and closed the thick door.
More than a dozen Tu-95 bombers finally reached the sky over Grozny, a fortress that was as dense as a spider's web, and the Soviet bombers with absolute air supremacy could not be stopped without anti-aircraft guns.
Each driver aimed at their target and dropped napalm on the nearly 100-year-old city. Dense forts and buildings could not withstand the spread of fire, and the dry climate provided ample opportunity for fires to burn.
It wasn't until a hot orange fireball flew up from the ground that the praying soldiers realized that the Soviets had chosen to launch an airstrike on the day of their Friday prayers. They tried to take refuge in the air defense facilities, but the gate had already been closed by the mercenaries who were ahead of the curve, and it was useless for them to knock outside.
Everywhere the napalm passed, there was a sea of burning fire, and those contaminated with colloidal gasoline could not extinguish the burning flames on their bodies, allowing them to tear their skin and turn it into pitch-black charcoal. Many Chechens who were not killed were tormented in the flames, and as described in the scriptures, the guilty will be punished in the fire.
The napalm bombs dropped by the bombers exploded in all areas of Grozny, the houses were engulfed in flames, and the soldiers trapped in the buildings did not even have a chance to escape, but were choked to death by the terrible smoke.
Grozny became a hell for a while, and with the exception of a few soldiers who were lucky enough to take refuge in the underground air defenses, the vast majority of them did not have time to flee because of prayer. The last soldier who ran into the bomb shelter turned around and saw the burned monsters struggling in the flames, trying to crawl to the location of the air raid facility.
On this day, Grozny was reduced to burning ruins, and the raging flames soon spread throughout the city, and the light of the fire that illuminated the canopy could be seen from afar, sending all the followers of Chechen extremist doctrines into the fire. (To be continued.) )