Firepower is king.

Chapter 232
There was a loud noise, and Yadlev, who was lying in his clothes, jumped up from the bed in fright.

With the professional sensitivity of an arms dealer, Yadlev's first reaction was to be attacked.

But before Yadriev could regain his composure, he heard a series of explosions.

"Rocket, rocket!"

An Iraqi jumped up, holding his rifle, and said in extreme panic: "I am too familiar with the sound of this explosion. This sound is a 70mm rocket!"

"what happened?"

"Rush out, get out of here!"

The room was messy, there were seven people here, and except for Yadriev who slept on a small bed, the others were lying directly on the carpet.

From receiving the news from the informant in the morning, preparing manpower urgently, keeping an eye on that bastard Salah's convoy, looking for a suitable place to set up an ambush near Erbach, and then successfully snatching back his own goods, there are many more Everything went well today.

But the operation went smoothly, but people always have to eat and rest. When the delivery place of the goods has not been determined, Yadlev can only come to Mosul for a night to rest temporarily.

This foothold was carefully selected. This is the territory of Yadlev's partners. It is safe and hidden. There will be no danger for a short rest here, even if you stay for a few more days. any problem.

Yadlev absolutely did not believe that Salah could find this place, even if he did find it, he would not be able to snatch the goods back.

After several years of repeated battles with Aisisi, Mosul has produced many armed groups, both large and small. Although this is an area controlled by one of the small forces, the relationship with the Iraqi Defense Forces It's okay, and it's not the goal of the Americans. With Salah alone, even if he knows that he is here, he can't do much.

But Yadlev is a very careful person, so he will not be careless. After snatching the goods back, he still let his bodyguards sleep in the same room as himself.

In addition, there were more than [-] people, [-] of whom were guarding the car, and they even came to eat in turn. Yadleev did not believe that Salah could snatch the goods back.

Yadelev didn't believe that Salah dared to snatch the goods back.

But what's going on with the explosion now, it's so dense and accurate, why is it like this?

Yadleev was not afraid, he was just very dazed.

The house suddenly shook, and the dust fell down. The Iraqi who had been fighting with the Americans for many years shouted hoarsely: "Helicopter, the Americans are here, get out of here!"

Yadlev doesn't like the Iraqis very much. In his opinion, the Iraqis don't understand what war is. It's just that this Iraqi has fought for many years, and he has indeed performed well. The Iraqis stayed, but now they have only just suffered a blow, so why did they lie like this.

Yadriev walked to the window, he opened the curtains, and then watched a sudden flash of fire in the house in front of him, followed by a loud bang.

It was difficult to see in the dark night, but seeing the house full of his own people start to burst into flames, Yadleev's heart sank.

"This is a missile. It is definitely an anti-tank missile! I have been bombed by the Americans four times, four times!"

The Iraqi was still yelling, his voice was full of panic, and then he said in a pleading tone: "Let's go, let's go!"

"What are you panicking about!"

It was Yadlev's bodyguard who yelled at him. He had followed Yadlev for many years and was a real soldier, unlike those Iraqis.

"Boss, you can't go out, you will die faster if you leave the protection of the building, let's go into the basement."

Yadleev nodded. He hadn't spoken yet, but the sound of explosions suddenly became denser.

It was the sound of machine guns. The explosion of 30mm shells was very special. The explosion power was not very powerful, but it was extremely dense and easy to distinguish.

"Into the basement!"

Pulling back the carpet and pulling up a wooden plank, Yadriev was the first to walk into the alleyway in the basement.

This is not the first time Yadriev has lived here, so he knows exactly what he should do.

Yaderev put on the night vision goggle, held the walkie-talkie in his left hand, and took out the satellite phone in his right hand. He first said into the walkie-talkie: "Don't panic..."

The sudden scream made Yadleev panic. Before telling others not to panic, he panicked himself first, because the scream was so close that he seemed to be right next to him.

Yadlev rushed to the observation port in the basement. He stepped on a wooden ladder, put his head close to the observation port, and saw four people fell in front of his eyes. One of them was not dead, but his entire lower body was blown to pieces. Crawled on the ground with difficulty and let out a frightening roar.

what happened, what happened?
Yadleev saw a man jumping off the truck and running towards the house where he was, but he was fine after running a long distance.

Maybe the helicopter didn't spot him?Or run out of ammo?

"Run, hurry up! Hurry up, hurry up..."

Several people stood behind the observation port. They were cheering for their companions. Although they knew that he couldn't hear him, if he could run back, it meant that there was still a chance to escape.

Seeing that the person who jumped off the truck was approaching, he seemed to be able to escape in, but a series of shells suddenly exploded beside him.

Continuous and dense, for a moment, Yadleev couldn't see anything.

"Dry!"

"Suka is not listed!"

"asshole!"

There was a continuous sound of cursing, and the outside was silent again, but soon, but the smoke cleared, and Yadleev was shocked to find that the man was not dead.

He stood up, staggering a bit, but he did run again.

"There is a chance, run fast!"

"Run!"

Yadleev couldn't help shouting, and then, the explosion that burst in made his eyes sting.

Four consecutive explosions, much more powerful, Yadleev shrunk his head subconsciously, and then he cursed: "Is this necessary! Four rockets..."

Before the words fell, there was another loud noise, shaking the basement.

The basement was quiet. In order to kill a fleeing person, the helicopter in the sky fired thirty shells, fired four rockets, and then they added an air-to-ground missile.

The missile hit the house, but in Yadlev's view, the missile hit that poor subordinate. At this time, who can tell who the target of the missile is.

The basement fell into a deathly silence. There was no explosion or scream at this moment.

There was silence for about two seconds.

"Everyone outside is dead." The Iraqi spoke again, but before he finished speaking, the explosion sounded again.

When the explosion stopped temporarily again, the Iraqi said again: "There is no gunfire, only explosions, this is only air strikes, without the participation of ground troops, we really shouldn't go out, as long as we wait here, we should be fine .”

Yadriev didn't know what to say, but his bodyguard suddenly said, "Boss, what's going on?"

Should I say that I don’t know? It seems that I shouldn’t, but Yadelev said uncontrollably: “Damn it, how do I know!”

It is absolutely impossible for that bastard Salah to find so many armed helicopters, and in Iraq, only the Americans can use armed helicopters now.

So how did Yadleev know what was going on.

"Boss, could it be that the goods we snatched back belong to the Americans?"

Yadlev was stunned for a while, then he shook his head and said: "Impossible, Salah went to the warehouse to pull out the goods in person, my people saw it clearly, and the person who escorted the goods was also Salah's people, wrong No, you can't go wrong with that, I know Salah well, it's definitely his stuff."

"Then why are the Americans attacking us?"

People are confused, and the team is not easy to lead.

The people outside were obviously dead, and many people resting in the house should have survived, but a total of five houses were occupied, but only two houses had basements, so it was hard to say how many people in the other houses could survive.

Yadlev was very confused, his mind was really very disturbed, so instead of answering the bodyguard's question, he picked up the walkie-talkie and said again: "Did you hear me, tell me what's going on now, how many people died , who can hear it, answer me!"

Yadleev is not without guts. He has been through many storms and waves for so many years, but now he is really at a loss, very at a loss.

There was finally a response from the intercom, and an unidentifiable voice said, "Yadelev! I..."

It is inconvenient to list the content in detail, but that is probably what the person who answered wanted to have an indescribable relationship with the Yadlev family.

After scolding on the intercom for tens of seconds, the person who answered Yadlev said angrily: "Didn't you say that Salah has no ability to retaliate? Then what's going on now, my people are dead! This matter I'm not done with you! It's not over!"

Yadleev silently turned off the walkie-talkie.

As far as the people in the basement are their own people, the hired mercenaries probably only want Yadreev's life now, as for the goods outside, don't even want the goods outside. One person drives a car, and there are not enough manpower. .

Of course, in the current situation, there is no need to think about money or goods, let's talk about it if we can survive.

How could this be the case, how could Salah Hod find the armed helicopters.

Yadriev sighed, and then he said in a low voice: "Anyway, we should be fine, hide here and wait for the helicopter to leave before we go out, the goods are gone, we..."

"Armored car!"

It was the Iraqi again, wearing a night vision goggle, pointing out from the observation port in the basement, and said in a tone full of despair: "They have ground troops, we're done, we're done."

(End of this chapter)