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

Meanwhile, in another direction, Sean Gaines barely made it outside the base before collapsing, unable to run any further. He put his hands on his knees and gasped for breath.

Thankfully, I managed to escape... Wait a minute!

When I was running, all my energy was used to escape. Now that I've relaxed and my mind is clear again, I feel that something is wrong.

If those guys were looking to die, they would have set the ammunition depot on fire by now!

In fact... the ammunition depot is still intact. What's going on?

Seeing the soldiers fleeing in all directions, he suddenly realized: "Those guys disguised themselves as American soldiers and ran away. Alvin, order everyone to stop and set up checkpoints..."

Alvin was no longer by his side!

Everyone at the scene was running away; nobody was listening to him!

Whether the militants escaped or were killed in the bombing is not their concern. If they were killed in the bombing, that would be a real injustice. Such a death would not be considered a death in action, and they would not be able to get the insurance money!

Looking at the chaotic crowd around him, Sean Guy quickly drew his sidearm from his waist and pointed it at the sky.

Biubiubiu!

Three shots were fired, and the fleeing crowd around them froze for a moment, then... involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

"Children, don't run! Those armed men are mixed in with the fleeing crowd. Their goal is to create chaos, not a bomb depot. Now, we need to regroup, set up checkpoints, and find those who have escaped. We are all soldiers of America, we are all..."

boom!

Just then, the ground beneath their feet suddenly trembled, and the big guys raised their heads, looking towards the armory with eyes full of terror.

At this moment, the fire in the oil depot had gradually subsided, while a fireball rose up from the ammunition depot. The center of the fireball was white, indicating that the temperature exceeded two thousand degrees!

The fireball spread outwards in all directions: thirty meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters...

It looked as if a sun was rising from the ground!

At the top of the fireball, billowing black smoke rose, slowly transforming into the shape of a mushroom cloud...

"Lie down!" someone shouted.

next moment……

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

The shockwave from the explosion swept many things over!

Sean Guy stared dumbfounded as the mushroom cloud rose.

It's over, it's over!

I should have realized it sooner; the other side used a timer to delay the detonation and then escaped during the chaos.

If you can predict the other side's actions in advance, you have many ways to deal with them. You can send someone to the ammunition depot to disarm the bombs, or you can order everyone to stay where they are...

Unfortunately, I was scared at the time and only cared about running away! Panic in the face is not the mark of a qualified soldier!

Boom!

Just then, a piece of tile flew through the air and hit Sean Gaines, causing him to cough up blood and fall backward...

"Commander, Commander!"

Someone cried out in alarm, their voice carrying a chilling sense of dread, as if the rabbit had died and the fox had grieved.

Boom! Boom boom!

Explosions were heard one after another; a chain of explosions was taking place in the ammunition depot!

Puff, puff puff!

Many of the people lying on the ground were vomiting blood!

When encountering an explosion, lying down is the first choice. However, when the energy of the explosion is high enough, lying down cannot save lives, because the earth will continue to vibrate, and these vibration waves will damage a person's internal organs!

Specifically, when encountering a 155mm grenade exploding nearby, the best option is to crouch down. In the current situation of an ammunition depot explosion, there are countless 155mm grenades involved, and lying down will still result in death!

Five kilometers away, in a pickup truck.

Hearing the loud noise coming from behind, everyone turned around and looked at the billowing black smoke, their faces full of excitement.

"Great! The ammunition depot has exploded!"

"This scene is truly spectacular!"

"Azzam's leadership is incredibly astute!"

"Long live Leader Azzam!"

The constant victories led everyone to worship Azam completely, and from then on, they became his die-hard loyalists! Even if Azam ordered them to die, they wouldn't even flinch; Azam's orders must have a purpose!

In the car, Ali-Hazem spoke up: "Leader Azzam, shall we return to Sadr City now?"

Azam shook his head: "No, saving land at the expense of people, saving people at the expense of land... Do you understand?"

No matter how powerful the Mahdi Army is, it cannot directly confront the US military. Their capture of Sadr City sounds impressive on the surface, but in reality...

Once the US military truly considers them the biggest threat and mobilizes enough troops, there will be no saving them. Staying in Sadr City means certain death!

Khalil Maliki certainly didn't understand this logic, but Ali Hazem quickly grasped it: "You mean, we'll withdraw in batches, break up into smaller groups, and continue guerrilla warfare?"

"That's right, we must eliminate the enemy in motion! Our army's current organization is not suitable for guerrilla warfare; we need to reorganize..."

The current structure is still that of the Mahdi Army. Of course, Azam cannot continue to let this structure remain fixed. He must break up the original structure and place his eighteen warriors in key positions!

This doesn't mean he distrusts the Mahdi Army, but rather... it's for the sake of winning battles!

The strategy involves surrounding the cities from the countryside, remaining hidden in peacetime, and harassing the US military whenever an opportunity arises...

Ali-Hazem nodded: "Good, I will fully support your plans! Now that the US military base has been bombed and air power is lacking, our people can easily withdraw..."

Boom! Boom boom!

The explosions continued, and the tremors were felt throughout Baghdad. Fireballs could be seen rising in the distance!

The headquarters of the 1st Armored Division within the Green Zone.

"What? An explosion at Victoria Base? Who did it?" Major General Ricardo Sanchez's face darkened.

"I don't know, but judging from the methods... it's very similar to the Mahdi army in Sadr City, and also very similar to the methods of Death Juba!" Bruce said.

In other words... we sent people out to rescue their leader Sadr, and as a result, some of them went and bombed the helicopter base?

Major General Ricardo Sanchez gritted his teeth: "What about the losses?"

"There's no specific data yet, but..."

The ammunition depot was blown up. Do you think any of the helicopters over there will survive? Not a single one will be left!

The only hope now is that fewer people die, so that as long as we get some more equipment, we can restore our air power. If we lose all our experienced pilots and ground crew, it will take a long time to train them again...

Thump thump thump... Just then, someone ran in.

"Report! Fighting has broken out at Abu Ghraib prison!"

"Fight! Fight hard! Wipe out those damned Mahdi troops! Even without air support, the ground forces must show the might of our 1st Armored Division!"