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

Mariam's eyes were filled with adoration!

When Captain Azam was trying to fool the Mahdi military representative, he was a little suspicious, thinking that the other party would not give them supplies for no reason. He didn't expect that the other party would give them supplies so quickly!

The Death God Juba organization is currently well-funded and well-equipped, but it still lacks manpower. However... with just a few people, they have already achieved remarkable results!

Azam nodded: "Of course we can cooperate. Death Juba Guerrilla Team, everyone listen up! All proceed to Sadr City!"

"yes!"

Wait, why is there a girl's voice in this sound?

Azam looked at the person who spoke: "Mariam, what are you doing getting involved! Stay here!"

"No, I want to go too! I'm a member of Death Juba's crew!"

"The situation there is complicated..."

"I'm not afraid! Unless you fire me!"

Seeing Mariam's stubborn look, Azam could only nod: "Alright, then you can come with us, but... you can only be in charge of cooking, you can't go to the front lines."

"yes!"

Mariam knew in her heart that Azam didn't want her to go because he was afraid she would get hurt or even die, but... the meaning of her life was to fight the American army, how could she not participate in such an operation!

It is located northeast of Baghdad, the capital of Iraq, about five kilometers from the Green Zone.

The roads here are crisscrossed in a grid pattern, surrounded by straight, wide roads, forming a city that is 6.75 kilometers long and 5 kilometers wide: Sadr City.

A wide street, Alcuda Avenue, runs to the southwest, dividing Sadr City into three parts: the main city to the northeast, the Ish-Billa-Billa district to the northwest, and the Habibia district to the southwest. This avenue is very important; the US military calls it Golden Road.

Within Ishbila lies the Gamilia Market, the main market of Sadr City and a source of economic resources and supplies for the Mahdi Army.

Buzz, buzz! A dozen or so motorcycles rode into Sadr City.

On the lead motorcycle, Azam glanced around at everything out of the corner of his eye.

The buildings on both sides are almost all three stories high, very densely packed. If you build some ladders, you could connect the rooftops together...

Forget it, the US military has air superiority, going up there would be suicide.

Apart from the narrow alleys, the main roads are about six meters wide, but there is serious illegal parking on the side of the roads, leaving only a three-meter-wide passage.

It would be very difficult for the main US military equipment to get in, unless an M1 tank rammed through! Even Humvees would easily get stuck inside!

The militants could easily shoot down from the second or third floor, taking advantage of their superior position.

This is definitely a great place for an ambush!

No wonder the US military suffered losses here in history, and even... Hollywood recreated the battle and released it worldwide as "The Long Way Home".

Zhu Ba, in his previous life, had also seen this American blockbuster. Now, walking into Sadr City again, he felt a strong sense of familiarity. It seems that it was filmed on location back then!

At that moment, countless people were shouting on the streets of Alcuda.

"Drive the occupiers out of Izvestia!"

"Defend Sadr City!"

"We will win!"

Amidst the roar of engines, the motorcycle stopped in front of the Sader Sports Magazine office.

"Brother Azam, you've finally arrived! On behalf of the eight hundred Mahdi soldiers of Sadr City, I welcome you!" Amr-Elwan Ibrahim strode out to greet him and gave him a hug.

Only eight hundred?

I remember reading about this period of history, and it was clearly said that there were two thousand people, or even six thousand. It seems that... the Americans are using the same excuse to shirk their defeat: it's not that our army was incompetent, it's that the enemy was too strong!

"All the warriors of Juba, the Grim Reaper, have come here. I promise that we will fight alongside the Mahdi Army. As long as we live, the city will stand!" Azam declared.

According to my memory, in 08, the US military deployed a large number of troops to defend Sadr City and built a separation wall, which ultimately forced the Mahdi Army to withdraw from the area.

The Americans today... are simply incapable of achieving such a strategic goal. Therefore, by shouting this slogan, they can demonstrate their determination to fight to the death without actually needing to fight to the death, achieving multiple benefits at once!

Sure enough, Amr-Erwan Ibrahim was so moved that he almost cried, and behind him, several Mahdi Army commanders emerged, their eyes also filled with emotion.

Some of them wore long robes, while others wore short sleeves and trousers. What they all had in common was a green cloth wrapped around their heads, and their faces were cold.

"Brother Azam, come in! Let's discuss some tactics together!"

"it is good."

The magazine's meeting room was temporarily converted into the command center for the defense of Sadr City, with a large-scale map of Baghdad hanging on the wall and many signs posted on it.

The elite troops of the US 1st Armored Division and 1st Cavalry Division are being mobilized here. It seems the Americans are serious. Looking at those large arrows, it feels like an army is at the gates.

Azam stood in front of the map: "What were you guys studying just now?"

"We're discussing which force will attack us, the 1st Armored Division or the 1st Cavalry Division, and how large their forces will be..." Amr-Elwan Ibrahim began, "Brother Azam, which force do you think will attack us?"

Azam shook his head slightly.

He didn't know? No, no, judging from his numerous brilliant victories, he must have known, including his accurate prediction that the US military was going to arrest the newspaper staff! Could it be...?

Amr-Elwan Ibrahim blurted out, "Neither of those two forces is right. Are they some other force? Perhaps the Crusaders?"

In October 03, the 2nd Squadron of the 2nd Armored Cavalry Regiment of the U.S. Army was ambushed in Sadr City. Subsequently, the 3rd Company of the 10nd Battalion of the 37th Armored Regiment was assigned to patrol Sadr City.

This company, codenamed Crusader, patrolled cautiously for months, completing its mission unscathed, and recently retreated back to Kotuo to rest and recuperate.

They are the company most familiar with the situation inside Sadr City. Could it be that they have been called back again?

Looking at this history, you can see how pathetic the Mahdi Army is. The American troops that were ambushed in October might not have been done by them, but by Redbeard's men!

Putting aside his disdain, Azam shook his head.

No, no.

If not the Crusaders? Then who are they?

"You only think about being attacked, haven't you ever thought about attacking them?" Azam said. "They arrested so many people from the newspaper, we should fight back!"

fight back?

Everyone's eyes widened; they really hadn't thought of that!

Azam pointed to the map: "Look, once we cross Al-Khuda Street and enter Habibia, the distance to the Green Zone will only be five kilometers! Even if the 107mm rockets aren't accurate enough, we can still strike precisely!"

"Brother Azam, we're not very good at using 107mm rockets, so we've given you the rest... Oh, and we have 120mm mortars, that should be enough... but..."