Red Alert: I am a sheikh in the Middle East

In the sky, in order to avoid the traces of electromagnetic interference, the Dragonfly drone quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

At the far end of the battlefield, there were also several snipers, carrying light sniper rifles equipped with suppressors, and quickly shifting positions.

alert?

nonexistent.

After successfully boarding the position, the crow kicked the flat-headed brother over: "Who told you to use RPG to beat the baggage cart?"

Brother Pingtou clutched his buttocks and got up heck, but he didn't take it seriously.

Those RPGs were seized during the first fight against wild wolves, and they were all thrown away after six rounds just now.

Crow told everyone not to get close to the truck that had been burned to waste to avoid another explosion.

Simply cleaned up the battlefield, the prisoners who should be captured, the ones who should make up the knife.

Finally, count the number of people on your side and leave the wounded.

Crow opened the tablet and saw the three offensive routes planned by Liangkun on the map, and each route had a combat plan.

The three plans all have the same purpose: not to love war.

At present, the advancing speed of the British army is relatively fast, and the momentum is relatively fierce.

What they want now is to slow down the speed of the British army and suppress the opponent's arrogance at the same time.

The fundamental purpose is not to defeat the British army, but to allow the main force of the mob to rush for reinforcements.

And there won't be much difference in momentum.

In the end, the two sides formed a stalemate on the battlefield.

It is best to turn the war zone into a meat grinder, so that both sides will pay a lot of casualties, but no one can easily leave the war zone.

"Team one and team two, set off according to the established route."

The crow waved his hand to let the two 30-member teams set off, while he led the large army and went straight forward to meet them.

……

Ondu Plain, inside the headquarters of the mob army.

Gao Xuan had a gloomy face, listening to the constant information from the front line.

When he heard that the British army was attacked in the rear and the forward attack was blocked, he stood up decisively and shouted: "Let the mountain ghost continue, Daoud stays in the camp, and I will personally go to the front to reinforce and supervise the battle!"

Chapter 175 The whole army, advance

The current No. [-] figure of the Mob Legion, that is, Daoud, the Legion of the original Mob Second Legion,

After hearing this order, I couldn't help but burst into joy.

He has pretended to be his grandson under this Huaxia man for so long, and he has been waiting for this day!

But on the surface, Daoud remained respectful and loyal.

He quickly stood up and said, "My lord, let me go to the front line!"

Gao Xuan waved his hand and walked out without any extra words.

Then, the sound of a large number of chariots starting up and the footsteps of orderly infantry sounded outside.

The army of more than 2000 people set off quickly and galloped to the front line!

Not far away, several tribes in Dazhai looked like cubs curled up in a ball in the night.

In the roar of these machines, and the messy and heavy footsteps, I shivered.

After Gao Xuan walked away, Daoud suddenly walked out of the door and ordered to his troops: "Seal the two mountain passes in the hinterland, and no one is allowed to enter!"

……

British Army Front Command.

In this command post, which is two kilometers away from the actual combat zone, the phone is already smoking.

"Report, a mile or so behind the left, was attacked by a small group of troops, and the stretcher team of the 7th company suffered heavy casualties..."

"Report, the wounded battalion was attacked by mortars and grenades..."

"Report, the 18th company on the front line has captured position 32!"

"Report, position 32 was lost and was captured by a mob armed with about 300 people..."

"Report, the thugs who captured Position 32 withdrew armed, are they reoccupied?"

Commanding Lieutenant Colonel Edward Macmillan's mood was like riding a roller coaster.

Sometimes there are high tides, and sometimes they fall into the abyss.

Three or ten minutes ago, although the situation on the entire battlefield was not as smooth as expected, it was always within his cognition.

But since the rear position was attacked, he felt that he was surrounded by enemies in all directions.

Even the first-hand intelligence could no longer keep up with the changes in the battle situation.

The situation on the entire battlefield has gradually deviated from his cognition.

It's an indescribable feeling - knowing that there is only one enemy on your side.

Although the enemy's tactics are becoming more and more varied, the various attack methods are not only inferior, but also confusing.

But one enemy is one enemy, and one enemy cannot become two, or even three.

But Macmillan just had a strange feeling.

He felt as if he was fighting two, or three enemies!

Anyway, something strange got in here...

McMillan unbuttoned his neckline irritably, giving orders mechanically and constantly dispatching manpower, while thinking about this question in his heart.

Of course, this question is unsolvable.

He could only blame it on his senses being deranged.

This time the British army dispatched 3000 people, and there were [-] tanks piled up on the front line alone.

There are also a large number of drones in the air for support.

So it's pretty fast going forward at first.

But after entering the mountain pass of the Angdu Plain, the battle line gradually opened.

One's own advantage of dense firepower is being lost little by little.

Although the goal of entering the hinterland of the Angdu Plain before dawn will not be greatly affected.

But with every step forward, the resistance is indeed getting bigger and bigger.

McMillan was growing restless, his rosacea glowing red.

"Take back position 32, gather half-step chariots, and push the battle line to 32 meters in front of position 500! Get rid of this harassing enemy!"

McMillan yelled at his men.

……

Through the binoculars, the crow saw the British army boarding the mountain again from a distance.

And there are more than 500 infantry chariots, bypassing the hills from both sides, pushing the position forward a full [-] meters.

The mountain ghost's men retreated again and again, and they were already a bit defeated.

The crow didn't know what the hill was called, nor did it know how the British army and the mob army marked this position or high ground.

He also didn't see the strategic significance of that position that must be contested.

Of course, with the whole battle line criss-crossed,

That small high ground can indeed be wedged in the middle of the enemy's battlefield like a nail.

It is even possible to directly divide the enemy's formation into two halves by diving from a high ground.

But the problem now is that the highland has changed hands several times before, and he rushed up to kill half a company of British troops just now.

After such a long time, the people of the mountain ghost have already retreated thousands of miles away.

The small high ground had lost its strategic significance, so the opponent still took it with such great fanfare, and even used the infantry chariot to rush forward to make a safe distance.

Then there is only one purpose: to seduce yourself.

"Neuropathy……"

The crow waved his hand and said to the soldiers behind him, "Withdraw."

The team quickly withdrew from the hill at their feet, leaving behind the bodies of more than a dozen British soldiers.

……

"Report, position 41 has fallen..."

"Report, enemy personnel have withdrawn from Position 41..."

McMillan scratched his head hard.

He squinted his eyes, glanced at the map, and then ordered anxiously: "Give up the scattered positions on the right, everyone move closer to the middle, and push forward with all your strength!"

……

In the base, Zhang Ga clearly saw the movement of the British army.

More than a dozen small teams voluntarily withdrew from their original positions and began to move closer to the center.

A large vacuum immediately appeared in the formation on the right side of the British army.

There was also a huge hole in the defense on the right wing...

That shape is like a girl slowly pulling up the corner of her skirt, and there is an empty space between her spread legs.

This... If you rush in directly, maybe you can directly take down the British Army Command...

Zhang Ga's brain became hot, and he couldn't help licking his lips, his eyes flashed with uncontrollable brilliance.

At this moment, Liang Kun started calling him through the intercom.

"General, do you see it? It seems that something is wrong..."

Liang Kun's voice was not only hoarse, but also a little dry.

Obviously, he also discovered this huge flaw.

"Saw!"

Zhang Ga took a deep breath, restraining the evil thoughts in his heart, no, it was the impulse to attack.

"We have 400 people, it should be enough..." Liang Kun was obviously also thinking about this issue.

In other words, they are also resisting this temptation.

"No, absolutely not!" Zhang Ga woke up in time, and clarified his goal again, "Harassment is the main thing, carefully observe the movements of the main force of the thugs."

"Yes." Liang Kun said with a bit of regret, "The main force of the thugs is already approaching the front line. There are 5 infantry vehicles and [-] armed pickup trucks. The number of people is between [-] and [-]. The battle is expected to take place in [-] minutes!"

"Okay, order the crow to evacuate. After 10 minutes, Sangbiao will attack and seize the hinterland of the Angdu Plain!"

"Yes."

……

As soon as Gao Xuan's team reached the front line, they immediately launched a fierce counterattack.

The fierce and resolute style of play reversed part of the disadvantage in an instant.

The dozens of infantry chariots rushed forward by the British army couldn't even withstand Gao Xuan's iron-blooded offensive, leaving behind the wreckage of two infantry chariots, they retreated 800 meters in a panic.

The battlefield suddenly heated up sharply, and the original point-to-point tug-of-war instantly turned into a white-hot strangulation across the board!

……

Outside the valley on the hinterland side of the Angdo Plain.

Sangbiao watched Daoud's men from a distance, occupied two mountain passes entering and exiting the hinterland, and quickly reinforced the fortifications, and there were several tanks in the rear for reinforcements at any time.

He just watched quietly, expressionless the whole time.