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

If it were just ordinary people in the neighborhood stealing oil, the FSC would tolerate it, but...

They were really worried as they watched the oil drums roll towards them!

At this rate, tens of thousands of liters of fuel will be stolen in no time! How will we explain this when we get back?

"Damn you thieves!" Finally, Frank Barkers felt he had reached his limit!

Just then, a voice came over the radio: "Lancer Six calling FSC! Lancer Six calling FSC!"

"FSC received."

"You're still alive, that's wonderful! Hold on, ground reinforcements will be here in two minutes! Air reinforcements will be here in five minutes!"

Two minutes?

No wonder no one attacked us just now, only these thieves swarmed in. It seems the Mahdi army that ambushed us escaped! In that case…

"Understood, we'll hold on!" After replying to his superior's order, he picked up the company's internal radio: "Attention everyone, pick up your weapons and drive these damned guys away! Sons, reinforcements are coming soon, we must show our strength!"

In his eyes, these oil thieves were just ordinary people. He thought that if he picked up an M16 rifle and fired a burst into the sky, the thieves would scatter like birds and beasts!

At this point, they should do everything they can to protect the supplies and not let these thieves continue!

"The nanny arrived on the 3th!"

"The nanny arrived on the 5th!"

……

Upon receiving the order, the cab doors of M978 heavy trucks were pushed open, and the people inside had just raised their guns...

Da da da!

Gunshots rang out!

The ordinary people queuing to collect oil were startled and immediately lay down, then realized: This wasn't the US military firing!

The F-16, commonly used by the US military, makes a "tap-tap-tap" sound when it fires, while the "rat-a-tat-tat" sound is only heard from AK rifles!

They stared wide-eyed at what was happening around them.

Among the people queuing with buckets, those pushing oil drums, and even the first group who had just arrived on motorcycles, there were some gunmen!

They deftly pulled out guns from their sides! Some were hidden under barrels, some were concealed in the sides of motorcycles…

They were decisive, swift, and unleashed a barrage of firepower!

Nine M798 heavy trucks carried only eighteen American soldiers, while the men below with guns numbered fifty or sixty!

Moreover, these people are not a mob shooting haphazardly; they do have some accuracy!

For example, that guy on the motorcycle, holding an AK in one hand, killed the driver who had just come out, and could still hold the gas pump in the other hand to refuel, without even spilling any gas!

Isn't he afraid of burning fuel?

I'm not afraid at all!

Gasoline is easily flammable, but very little equipment in the military uses gasoline!

The M1 Abrams main battle tank is compatible with a variety of fuels, including diesel and aviation gasoline. In daily combat, it prioritizes the use of JP-8, a kerosene-based fuel with added anti-icing, anti-static, and anti-corrosion properties.

Since the 1990s, in order to reduce the complexity of later logistics supply, the U.S. military has promoted the concept of a single fuel, requiring tanks, armored vehicles, trucks and so on to use this fuel.

However... encouragement is one thing, and reality is another. Instead of going through all the trouble of shipping this fuel from the United States, it would be better to directly use diesel refined in local refineries in Ita!

Needless to say, the diesel engines of heavy transport vehicles have a high compression ratio, making them unsuitable for the JP-8 engine and requiring diesel fuel.

Therefore, these tanker trucks are all filled with diesel fuel!

Diesel fuel cannot be ignited even with an open flame! As for some people who use a lighter to check the fuel level in their tanks and get it ignited... what's burning isn't diesel fuel, but diesel vapor evaporating from the top of the tank!

Under the overwhelming firepower, the American soldiers didn't even have time to fire. They could only scream as they were hit and fell down! Some fell off the vehicles, while others quickly retreated.

"Hmph, we were originally planning to spare your lives, after all, you're a transport unit, not a field unit, and you haven't directly committed any crimes. But since you dared to open fire on us, then we won't be polite!"

As he spoke, the Caliph handed the fuel nozzle to a local man who had just filled a drum: "Here you go, buddy, do me a favor!"

"It would be my great honor!"

The local took it and looked at the people in line behind him: "Next!"

He is proud to be able to help the Mahdi Army!

The sudden outbreak of the battle ended just as quickly, without affecting the refueling process. In particular, those who were pushing oil drums over found other refueling nozzles on the vehicles and sped up the process!

Moreover, what they just handled was only the fuel in the tanker trucks. Juba the Grim Reaper set an example, and now that the Mahdi Army has joined in, the operation is even faster!

Besides fuel, we can't overlook the cargo either!

People continued to pour out of the houses on both sides, climbing onto three of the vehicles transporting supplies, opening the tarpaulins, their faces full of excitement.

Fresh water, food, medicine, and even... alcohol?

Strictly speaking, the Itau people are not allowed to drink alcohol, but... as the saying goes, "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the true God remains in the heart." When life is not going well, many people will drown their sorrows in alcohol, and drinking is also common in noble circles. For example, Shadama's eldest son, Uday, often organizes various drinking parties, and after drinking too much, he will pick up an AK and start shooting...

"Quickly, move all these supplies away!"

Boom! Boom!

Explosions rang out in the distance... It was... the reinforcements on the ground had been attacked!

Inside the cab of the first M978 tanker truck, Frank Barkels lay prone under the seat, looking at his subordinate slumped against the door frame, bleeding profusely. He was filled with regret; he should have known better than to get out and wait for rescue...

Just then, an AK rifle appeared from the side, its dark muzzle pointed at him. Terrified, he shouted, "Surrender! I surrender!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand.

The Caliph glanced at him: "Hmm, not bad. I'll give you a chance to live later, but whether you live or not depends on your luck!"

Little did Frank Barkels know that he would soon become part of a booby trap...

From a distance, Azam watched all of this with great satisfaction.

The reason we didn't directly target the transport troops was that we wanted to disguise ourselves as ordinary people, move the supplies first, and wait for more people to arrive.

The looting caused them to lose their minds, and when they thought the armed personnel had left and tried to come down to disperse them... then kill them!

Moreover, just as he had guessed, the combat effectiveness of this transport unit was ridiculously poor. They were completely powerless to resist and more than a dozen of them were killed in an instant, leaving only three survivors who were being turned into booby traps!

There were also a lot of people moving supplies!

In just three minutes, they can move an entire convoy – that's what ants do! Providing the US military with a unique moving experience!

perfect!