An adventurous operation to save the ECJA pilots can be said to have gone smoothly.

Surprise attack on a small manned airfield, which should have been at least a combat mission carried out by a company-level unit, was now easily completed by Long Yun and a few people, I have to say that the difference in tactical intentions is also one of the reasons, it is always easier to destroy something than to capture it directly.

The dusk sun was already in the west, standing on the side of the airport runway swept by the wind and sand, Long Yun and Salahardin watched the figure of the ECJA pilot go away, and the soldier who was only concerned about shooting just now felt the injury on his arm, which was still very painful after a simple bandage, but the curiosity in his heart was a little heavier now.

Seeing that Mr. "Red Dragon" ordered a risky break-into the airport just to send a coalition pilot on the plane, wouldn't this practice be tantamount to directly letting the prisoners go?

Of course, if you think about it from another angle, it will only be more troublesome for them to take prisoners now, and ......

I have to say, that girl is really beautiful, probably because of this, she was let go by Mr. Pilot?

Thinking completely at a loss, seeing the huge fighter canopy in the distance closing and the roar of the engine getting higher, Salahardin patted Long Yun's arm and reminded the NATA pilot standing on the ground to get into the car quickly; Being slapped by his comrades-in-arms like this, Long Yun broke free from his state of distraction, he had been exploring the consciousness of Sara Lopez and Li Gejian just now, and he also discovered the wonderful mood between the two, and couldn't help but secretly say to himself, the young people now are really assertive enough.

Isn't it, going to a place like the Middle East to fight, and actually flying a fighter plane under the vast sky to talk about feelings - or quarrels? Isn't that too romantic?

One treacherous battle after another. Witnessed too many horrific scenes of flesh and blood splattering. Now standing on the dusty field airfield and witnessing the scene of the "reunion" of the two, Long Yun raised his hand to buckle the goggles, got in the car and left with Salahardin, but felt a rare relief in his heart.

Since coming to the Middle East, he has not been so comfortable in this brutal battlefield that makes people nervous for a long time.

Having experienced a life-and-death battle, witnessing too much death and destruction, Long Yun's mind was already very tenacious after being tempered by war. However, after witnessing the meeting of this young man in the hellish killing field, he jumped into the cold off-road car, but he unconsciously felt a warmth in his heart, feeling that such a tacit moment was the state of human life, rather than taking up arms and fighting each other viciously.

But even if you think about it this way, is this war now......

"...... 'Red Dragon', call 'Red Dragon', what is the situation now? A rebel army is advancing along the road out of the city, and our attack has reached its limit, so we must hurry up and retreat! ”

"Ahh

In contemplation, he screwed on the key and ignited the fire, and Long Yun, who was driving, heard an anxious call on the walkie-talkie. Salahaddin, who was next to him, hurriedly picked up the intercom and asked the second lieutenant and Saeed about the sightings in fluent Arabic. He nodded to Long Yun with a stern expression, and his tone was a little anxious:

"Mr. 'Red Dragon', the rebel army is coming soon, the second lieutenant's observation, there is probably a company of troops, including a few tanks and armored vehicles, and it will be killed in about five minutes!"

"- Five, five minutes later?"

Driving quickly through the airport, with the roar of fighter engines mixed with the sound of the wind, Long Yun tilted his head and saw that the F-15 fighter plane that had taken off urgently was dragging the blue and white afterburner off the runway, and heard Salahardin say that "the rebels will arrive in a few minutes", and he felt that they must be in trouble now.

Suddenly parked the off-road vehicle next to the burning house, Long Yun gave up the plan to drive away directly, near the gentle and open airport, how far can they run out in a few minutes?

"Salahardin, you search the neighborhood, I'll look over there,"

Jumping out of the car in the cold wind, turning his head and looking around, he only saw a few blood-stained corpses lying in a messy firefight, Long Yun's current plan is still to get by, he let the soldiers who were injured in the arm and have no hindrance to move temporarily get out of the car to work with him, quickly pick up a few clothes of the airport guards, and then change them into a few sand-gray military uniforms, creating a false impression that the attackers and the defenders have casualties among each other.

To do these things in a few minutes, the time was indeed too hasty, but when he thought that a large number of enemy troops equipped with tanks were on the way, Long Yun could only hurry up, and he couldn't think about any reckless plan to meet the enemy head-on now.

Even with the help of superpowers, if a few people could deal with a company of enemy soldiers in armored vehicles, wouldn't it be a team of Rambo?

Well, even if this almost impossible thing is really done by them, then the enemy will be greatly shocked, and then they will inevitably encounter more and more rebel search and roundup, once the Liberal command system is shaken and more forces are mobilized to participate in the pursuit, then on the eastern front, where the rebels are densely populated, if it is determined that it is a serious threat that needs to be extinguished, the hope of escape will only become more and more slim.

Recognizing this reality, Long Yun and Salahardin quickly took action, and they were busy collecting the bloodstained Liberal defenders' uniforms at the scene, but thanks to the previous rocket bombardment and the strafing of the female pilot, this was really difficult to do; While the two were busy, they raised their eyes to look at the sky, at this time, ALSA's F-15 fighter had not yet flown far, and was hovering near the airport with a long thunderous roar, and it was impossible to see it through the dust, and the distance was too far for Long Yun to know what Li Gejian was thinking, and he was very anxious for that young man.

Please, since the battle is over and the girl has been taken away, why don't you hurry up and run away, what are you waiting for?

While Long Yun and Salahardin were busy and busy, a large suburban junction not far from Mayadin Airport, sandwiched between dilapidated houses on a dirt road, a convoy of armored vehicles was scuffling with the attackers.

Under the diffusion of the hazy dusk sun, every qiē in his sight was a shallow earthy yellow, busy with the fierce exchange of fire with the rebels on the street, in the scene of street battles with loud gunshots and explosions, Imran Alayi, who took off his rebel uniform and was wrapped in a dark robe, was dusty and vigilant, he probed slightly along the corner of the wall, and after seeing the situation at the corner of the path, the probe shot a point shot, knocking down the Liberal soldiers who were squatting outside the window and probing their brains. Then he waved his hand to let Said, who was hiding in the dark in the corner of the house, touch him, and pick up the RPG-7 bazooka in the soldier's hand.

From the moment they received Long Yun's call just now, trying to set up an ambush on the road to the airport, Imran and Saeed were inexplicably caught in a sudden ambush battle.

According to Mr. "Red Dragon", since any rebels reinforcing the airfield were to be held back as much as possible, if no mines could be found, something like an improvised bomb would be suitable; With a wealth of experience in making explosives, the second lieutenant used all the grenades on the two men to make a bomb, and they rode the stolen tricycle and dropped the tattered-looking and inconspicuous bomb on the corner of the building facing the street.

Of course, it is impossible for a homemade bomb to kill many enemy soldiers, but it is enough to achieve the purpose of delay.

When the Liberal convoy appeared at the end of the line of sight and entered the ambush site along the dusty road, Imran Alayi, who decisively pressed the remote control, saw a puff of smoke burst out suddenly, and every qiē in his sight shook suddenly; Of course, he was familiar with the scene of the explosion, but with the sudden explosion of the street bomb, as if some signal had been fired, the sudden dense gunfire on the street and nearby made the two of them startled.

Seeing the fierce fire on both sides of the dirt road, Imran and Saeed looked at each other suspiciously, could it be that they were not the only two of them who were fighting the idea of arming the Liberal Party?

In the end, the second lieutenant who was experienced in the struggle and reacted quickly broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, just now he and Said disguised themselves to set up the bomb, but they didn't pay attention to the hidden attackers around them, fortunately they had changed out of the sand-gray rebel uniforms and wore the thick robes of ordinary civilians, otherwise there would be more of them among the people who were being shot by the bullets now!

Seeing the gunfire in the streets and alleys, and the rocket-propelled grenades dragging white smoke from time to time across the line of sight and exploding on the roof of the earthy yellow BTR armored car, Imran initially thought that it should be an attack by the local resistance group, and of course he and Saeed were optimistic, so they disappeared into the messy street buildings and grabbed their weapons to join the chorus of guns that resounded on both sides of the dirt road.

Imran Alayi, who was firing through the crack in the door with his gun and keenly observing the situation, soon found that these guys who ambushed the rebels were well-trained, but their firepower was relatively weak, and they didn't look like local guerrillas, so where did these people come from?

In war-torn Syria, ordinary civilians have long been accustomed to armed conflicts that break out at any time, and as soon as the guns rang out, many people in the nearby streets and buildings ran away, but there were still people who shrank their heads in the buildings without fear of death. Near the dirt road filled with smoke and dust, there were a number of gunshots, shouts, and occasionally a deafening shelling; Dragging the RPG-7 bazooka through the narrow aisle, Said followed the second lieutenant closely, and the two made a detour under the cover of the exchange of fire, appearing behind the tank with the engine suddenly roaring and the turret still turning.

On the street, which was less than ten meters wide, the second lieutenant saw that the T-72M tank was advancing forward with black smoke rising and turning its gun to bombard the dilapidated building next to it.

"Boss, you can't kill it! The rockets are not powerful enough. (To be continued......)