Time Travel 04: I Fight the US in the Middle East

"Attention, prepare for battle!" Umar shouted the order.

fighting?

The group had just finished eating and went out for a stroll, intending only to have some fun. To avoid being attacked, they brought their weapons and equipment, but... now, a battle?

Upon hearing this, Angel, the platoon leader of the infantry stationed there, also realized what was going on.

"Attention everyone, get in the vehicles, head towards where the flames started! They must be there, damn it, do they think we can't catch them...?"

Whoosh... Countless people boarded the M2 infantry fighting vehicles!

At this moment, Umar's men also realized, "That's right, let's go capture those damned guerrillas!" Capturing them would not only bring bonuses but also merits. Now that the company and battalion-level officers were dead, the entire battalion's structure was still intact, so they would definitely be promoted on the spot!

If we make good contributions, we can get promoted and become officers, which will bring us more benefits!

Fortune favors the bold!

Splash...

They all climbed onto the M2 infantry fighting vehicle; since there wasn't enough room inside, they climbed out!

The M1 tanks waiting on the sidelines roared with the roar of their gas turbines, clearly indicating that the tank crew inside had also realized it was a good opportunity!

So, an M1 tank, three M2 infantry fighting vehicles, and dozens of American soldiers drove off with murderous intent!

A few kilometers away, a rocket artillery position.

Seeing the dazzling light bursting forth in the distance, even Azam was somewhat surprised: "Looks like our two shots hit their vitals!"

"That's right, judging from the commotion, it's most likely an ammunition depot!" Shehid exclaimed excitedly.

"We only intended to harass them, but they've had terrible luck. It's time to retreat; the Americans will pounce on them like crazy!" Azam said. "Everyone, get in the cars and get out of there!"

If they fire at close range, there's no way they can escape!

Now, if we launch an attack from five kilometers away, we can easily retreat!

"Platoon leader, what should we do with those three prisoners?" The Caliph pointed to the three American tank crewmen who were tied up.

Seeing the flames rising from the camp in the distance, the three prisoners were completely dumbfounded!

As planned, the Second Battalion waited for Juba the Grim Reaper to pass by, but unexpectedly... Juba the Grim Reaper could launch an attack with rockets from five kilometers away!

How can the camp retaliate now?

The M1 tank can fire grenades this far, but its accuracy is not high enough. In complete darkness, without any calibration methods, it probably wouldn't dare to fire blindly.

Looking at the dazzling flames rising in the distance, they were all still somewhat shaken.

Thank goodness we weren't at the camp, or we would have been bombed...

Wait, what are these Arabs doing? The way they're looking at us... it's so creepy.

As Azam walked, he picked up a grenade, pulled the pin, and began to explain, "After capturing American prisoners, we had many options. Using them as booby traps was one of them. Next, I'll teach you how to do it..."

As Azam walked toward his destination, everyone else looked on with excitement.

"Bring the prisoners over here and make them sit here!"

Wilson was forced down by the two guerrillas. Feeling the hard lump sitting on his buttocks and that familiar grip, his heart sank to the bottom.

"Hey, what are you doing! No, no, we're prisoners of war, according to the Geneva Convention..."

The Geneva Convention? Bullshit!

When have these invaders ever spoken of the Geneva Convention? And they think they can treat prisoners of war well? If they capture guerrillas, they will torture them in every way possible!

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!

Once prisoners are in the hands of the guerrillas, their greatest hope is to die a minute sooner! The fact that I haven't tortured these guys is already incredibly merciful!

In later years, on the battlefields of the two Mao, the two Mao even went so far as to lay booby traps on corpses!

Yes, even corpses can be put to use!

In the distance, a roaring sound arose.

The M1 tank led the way, followed by the M2 infantry fighting vehicle, and they drove along when suddenly... the tank braked sharply.

Boom!

The M2 infantry fighting vehicle following closely behind rammed into it!

"Ouch!"

Pfft!

If it were just soldiers carrying soldiers inside the vehicle, and they were wearing seatbelts, it would only be a startling sight at most, but now...

The vehicle also carried infantrymen on its roof. Caught off guard by the sudden stop, they were instantly thrown off...

Excluding the turret, the M2 infantry fighting vehicle is 2.6 meters tall! That's almost equivalent to falling off a low roof!

Click!

A hapless man broke his leg and was groaning on the ground.

"Medic, give me a quick bandage. The rest of you, follow me!"

"What's going on?" Umar got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and shouted.

The night vision goggles revealed a sea of ​​green; beyond the M1 tank, they saw…

A body was lying on the road. If the M1 tank hadn't braked suddenly, it would have run over the body!

Upon seeing the CVC tank vest the other person was wearing, and then looking at his imposing physique and appearance, Umar was instantly shocked: "Nelson! It's Nelson!"

They had all been on duty together all day and knew each other, especially the black loader who actually injected ice-cold sodium chloride into his body to cool him down. Although everyone was tempted, no one dared to try it!

These guys left in the evening, and I never expected them to be dead?

There's something going on around us!

"Help! Help!" Just then, a weak voice came from nearby.

This looks like... Wilton and the others?

"Take this body back, we're going to rescue people!" Umar said, and continued striding forward.

Tanks have night vision goggles, and so do infantry. It won't be easy for the enemy to launch a surprise attack. Besides... if the enemy uses rockets for a surprise attack, they might just hit and run...

boom!

I hadn't walked more than a few steps when I heard an explosion behind me!

Umar instinctively lay down, rolled over, and turned his head to look...

Nelson's body flew into the air, and the screams of his men who were about to lift it echoed through the air...

Damn it, they've planted a booby trap under the body! The simplest solution would be to bury an M67 grenade!

This type of grenade was invented a long time ago and was used during the Vietnam War, the Gulf War, the Iraq War, and the Iraq War!

Its fuse uses a double safety mechanism. After pulling the ring, you also need to hold down the handle to activate it. Moreover, the countdown only starts after you release the handle. This time is adjustable and is usually limited to about four seconds, which gives you enough time to fly there without the other party picking it up and throwing it back!

If you set the time to zero, pull the ring, and stuff it under the body to hold it down, moving the body will cause it to explode!

Because the bodies provide cover, soldiers carrying corpses are generally not killed by the explosions, but... on the battlefield, being wounded or killed is more terrifying than death...

Umar gritted his teeth, "Damn guerrillas!"

"Help! Help!" The cries continued!