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

Sadr City, inside an ordinary courtyard.

"The U.S. military halted its advance and dispatched six Humvees to move towards the city center."

Upon hearing this news, everyone's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Great! Only six Hummers? We can take them all out in one go!"

"I'm taking my men there! According to Operation Plan Three..."

"No one is allowed to move!" Amr-Erwan Ibrahim said. "Azzam hasn't given the order yet!"

As a guest retainer who brought in eighteen heroes, he has now turned the tables and everyone is waiting for his orders!

Mariam, carrying a kettle and pouring tea for everyone, had a bright and energetic look in her eyes. Captain Azam is truly amazing!

"Well... I'm just here to help you. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to make the decisions now..."

Yesterday, we devised many countermeasures, which falls under the scope of staff work. Today, the US military has finally entered, and we need someone to make decisions, which is where the on-site commander comes in!

Azam needs to be humble.

"Azam, you have the most experience and the best handling skills, so of course you should make the decision!" Amr-Elwan-Ibrahim said.

"Yes, we'll listen to you!"

Seeing that everyone else had acknowledged his command, Azam spoke up: "The American army is menacing, and it would be disadvantageous for us to confront them head-on now. What we need to do is conserve our strength and wait for their patience to run out."

Looking at the eager Mahdi Army leaders, Azam continued to explain: "This time, the US military used M1 tanks. In combat mode, their fuel consumption is about 400 liters per hour. Their fuel tanks have a capacity of 1900 liters, so they can last for a maximum of five hours..."

A family sedan that consumes more than 10 liters of fuel per 100 kilometers is a gas monster! A heavy truck on the highway consumes only 30 to 40 liters of fuel per 100 kilometers, while a tank... a tank's fuel consumption is more than ten times that of a heavy truck, especially the American M1 tank!

It uses a gas turbine, which starts quickly, accelerates rapidly, and is easy to operate. No matter how cold the weather, it can be started with just a turn of the key, and no matter how rough the operation... it will never stall.

but……

It has high fuel consumption!

"Azam, are you saying we have a chance to capture American tanks?" Amr-Elwan Ibrahim asked excitedly.

"Well, theoretically it's possible, but even if we capture them, they're not very convenient to use. After all, helicopters are circling overhead and could destroy these captured tanks at any time."

The light of hope in everyone's eyes slowly faded.

When I first heard Azam say that, I thought we were going to capture an M1 tank!

"unless……"

Azam's words reignited everyone's interest!

I knew Azam had a way!

"Unless you shoot the helicopter down!"

"That's easy, we have Stinger missiles!" Amr-Elwan Ibrahim exclaimed excitedly.

Their weapons and equipment have secret sources!

"No, no, what's the point of shooting down armed helicopters in the sky? If we're going to fight, we should attack the American airfields and wipe out all the helicopters!"

Everyone was shocked again. Sure enough... we were all short-sighted, and Azam's suggestion was the most correct one!

For now, listen to him and hold back for the time being!

Buzz, buzz!

The Hummer roared as it drove straight in, and then...

Crunch!

With a sharp screech of brakes, the Hummer came to a stop.

Splash, splash...

American soldiers filed down the hill, stormed into the newspaper office, rushed into the surrounding houses, and occupied all the high ground...

"No irregularities were found within the newspaper office!"

"No abnormalities found in Building Number One!"

"Building Two, the sniper is in position!"

With each shout, the entire newspaper office and the surrounding area fell under their control!

Overhead, Apache helicopters were also patrolling around.

Lieutenant Colonel Gary Wallersky was even more puzzled. What was going on? There was no one inside? This wasn't what he had expected!

He turned on the radio and called back: "Lancer Six calling division headquarters, we have captured the entire city of Sadr without encountering any fighting, please give instructions!"

The radio crackled with Major General Peter Ziarelli's voice, filled with rage: "Clearly, they ran away after that mortar barrage last night! Those damned Mahdi troops..."

Cunning, so incredibly cunning!

If he hadn't been trapped underground last night, he would have ordered a night siege of the city to prevent the Mahdi army from escaping. Now...

Lieutenant Colonel Gary Wallersky was speechless. His entire battalion had been working so hard for so long, only to... have it all for nothing. Those damned guys had run away last night!

"So what do we do next?"

A brief silence fell over the radio.

Inside the division headquarters, Major General Peter Ziarelli clenched his fist tightly.

Damn it, show us the same courage you had when you bombed the Presidential Palace yesterday! Stay here and fight! We'll crush you!

What should I do?

If we withdraw like this, we will be ridiculed by the 1st Armored Division for not achieving anything since becoming the division commander!

"Commander, what do we do now?" the question came again.

"Stay put!" Major General Peter Ziarelli replied firmly.

Sadr City is the Mahdi army's stronghold. If they leave this city, they've lost their foundation! So, those guys will definitely come back! Now... all we need to do is wait and see!

As long as our troops continue to occupy Sadr City, we can deal a heavy blow to the Mahdi army! Strike the Sadr Movement!

"Yes."

He didn't know that when the commander of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Division ordered his subordinates to occupy Jufra Village, he had the same idea, and then... they were wiped out!

Tanks and armored vehicles were scattered at key intersections throughout Sadr City, setting up checkpoints and making it appear as if they were determined to completely control the city!

Time passed slowly, the sun gradually rose overhead, the city grew hotter and hotter, and a restless atmosphere hung in the air.

Mahdi Army Command.

"Report!" A guerrilla fighter rushed in: "A truck convoy is approaching from the direction of Elos Road, suspected to be an American supply convoy!"

Those tanks and armored vehicles left in the city certainly wouldn't be turned off, otherwise the people inside would be unbearably hot! They also couldn't go outside to cool off, after all, this was a battlefield.

So... they could only keep the engine running, and the fuel was consumed while they were on standby!

The time for battle has finally come!

All eyes were on Azam.

Azam picked up his SVD sniper rifle, his face calm: "Since this supply convoy came from our side, let's follow the seventh combat plan. I'll lead Death Juba's men to wipe out this supply convoy and set an example for you!"