Firepower is king.

Chapter 233 Is This Necessary?
Yadleev is thirty-six years old this year and has been in the industry for eight years. He is not a big shot in the arms trade, but he is not a young boy who just came out to play.

When is a trade dispute between one arms dealer and another arms dealer worth launching an air strike?

Is the value of that batch of goods comparable to the value of the missiles shot tonight?
There is no way to understand that the Americans will help a Salah deal with themselves when they are full?
It’s okay to lock yourself so quickly, it’s okay to dispatch a helicopter, why even the ground troops are here, the Americans are most afraid of fighting dead, and since Mosul’s Ace Ace was cleared, they China's ground forces are only responsible for training Iraqis, and even patrols are omitted.

But now not only armored vehicles came, but also a lot of figures were seen indistinctly. This is a ground attack.

There must be something wrong, but I don't know what is wrong.

What should we do now.

You can’t go out, the outside is blocked by helicopters, if you dare to leave the house, you will be killed immediately, but hiding in this basement is also a desperate situation, as long as those people get close and throw a few grenades inside, then Not all the people in this basement have to die.

"They won't attack the loaded truck!"

I don't know that the clever ghost discovered the characteristics of the air strike, he shouted: "They came here for our...their goods."

Yadlev suddenly realized, yes, those trucks outside are still fine up to now, which is completely inconsistent with the habit of Americans who like to bomb cars and people together, that is, they deliberately avoided those trucks, and this is not to avoid Was the cargo blown up?

It turned out that it was really the person Salah found, no, this batch of goods was really American.

This is really disappointing. Salah, that bastard, must have given the goods to the Americans, and he paid for the delivery himself. It's a disgrace to the arms dealer, and he has no backbone at all.

But, why do you envy Salah...

Yadelev shook his head, telling himself not to think about these useless things at such a fatal moment. Now those people outside are enemies, who came to kill him, even the Americans have to fight.

The so-called trapped beast is still fighting, and Yadleev is the real trapped beast.

Trapped in this not-so-large basement, he would be killed sooner or later. If he still wanted to survive, it was time to use all available power.

Yadelev has been in the industry for eight years, and he also started step by step as a follower of the big boss. He is not a small reminder without a foundation, he just doesn't easily expose his backstage.

The walkie-talkie was useless, Yadlev threw the walkie-talkie aside, he took out the satellite phone, and said calmly: "I want to make a few calls, but you can't hear anything, if anyone dares to take what I said Everything leaked out, haha."

At this time, he still has the intention to threaten his subordinates, which shows the strength of Yadleev's confidence.

He, Yadlev, has been able to go from being a follower to tens of millions now, and he is also capable and capable.

Less than [-] meters away, someone came out from behind the ruins. They wanted to launch an attack, and they wanted to use the simplest but most effective way to end the battle.

"Press them back!"

Yadelev opened his mouth, but he continued: "But be careful not to kill people. If the US military kills people, they will retaliate wildly. We have no hope of leaving, so pay attention, Push them back, but don't kill them."

At this time of life and death, you can only intimidate the enemy, isn't this a joke?

But no one questioned Yadleev's words, because they knew their situation.

Although it was temporarily safe, it was a real desperate situation. Killing a few American soldiers was not the goal, the goal was to escape.

A bodyguard opened fire. He was an excellent machine gunner. A string of bullets shot past, and several infantrymen who had left the cover scrambled and shrank back.

Yadriev stuck the antenna of the satellite phone out of the viewing port, otherwise there would be no signal on the phone, and then he made a call that he would only remember in his heart.

"boss."

When the phone was connected, Yadriev called the boss kindly and eagerly, and then he felt in a trance that he had returned to the time when he was hanging out with the boss.

He, Yadriev, also has a background!
"I'm Yadriev, I'm sorry to interrupt your rest at this time, but I'm in trouble, like this, Salah took my goods and didn't give me money, so I took them back, but now Salah has found a lot of people, I can't take it anymore, boss, please help me."

After speaking quickly, Yadelev breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "I know that the boss needs money to clear up the relationship. I am willing to give you all my savings to clear up the relationship."

Yadlev's background is very hard!
Yadlev's boss is Morse, an American, one of the largest arms dealers in the world today, and an arms boss who does business all over the world!

"Salah? I have the impression that a small arms dealer has the ability to threaten you? You are too inferior."

Morse's tone has always been indifferent, but he is not an indifferent person. Yadleev said anxiously: "I am in Mosul, and now there are many armed helicopters attacking me. The mercenary group I found is almost dead. Okay, boss, now I'm trapped in a basement, and I see an armored vehicle of the US army is about to attack me, boss, if you don't save me, I'm finished."

"what?"

Morse looked a little surprised, but he was not a whining person. After realizing that the situation was really critical, he immediately said: "Hold on, don't let anyone kill you, and if it is indeed the US military that is attacking you, don't If you beat someone to death, I'll immediately ask what's going on."

Before hanging up the phone, Yadriev seemed to hear his boss talking to himself: "Salah can also..."

I didn't hear anyone behind me and hung up the phone.

"RPG!"

With a hoarse cry from his subordinates, Yadlev quickly pulled his hands and jumped off the wooden frame, and then there was an explosion, and ash began to fall in the basement.

The rockets didn't hit the basement, otherwise there would be no future.

Yadlev ran up the wooden frame from the side, and he looked out again. The night vision device made the whole world green, but in this green world, he saw two people crawling out of the ruins again.

"Give me the machine gun!"

Yadelev was afraid that his men's marksmanship was not good enough, and he really killed the man opposite him.

As a machine gunner, Yadleev is a connoisseur of machine guns.

To be able to become what he is today, to be able to work on his own from a small follower, Yadreev relied on being an excellent machine gunner to start his career, and it was by this skill that he was appreciated by the big bosses.

As a pauper who is nothing and has no skills, how can he get ahead.

Yadriev aimed at two targets and fired. The bullets flew over the heads of two people, which would definitely scare people to death, but would not kill anyone.

"Hold on, just scare them back. We will be rescued soon. If it is really an American, my boss will definitely be able to save us. He has a very good relationship with the military, so there must be no problem!"

Yadelev is cheering up his men, he must cheer up his men.

It seemed to be getting quieter outside.

Five minutes passed, and there was still no attack. They didn't surround from both sides, and they didn't attack with rockets. The helicopter fired another missile, but the missile couldn't penetrate the upper two floors of the building and into the basement.

But it really can't be delayed for a few minutes. If there is no movement from the boss, it is really over.

Yadleev was distraught, and then, at last, he heard the phone ring.

Yadriev copied the satellite phone, put his head next to the observation and shooting hole, and said expectantly: "Boss, how are you?"

"Now the base in Mosul is attacked by Ace Ace, you have become Ace Ace! Damn it, who did you offend!"

Yadelev was stunned, and he said in a very confused way: "I didn't mess with anyone... No, I definitely didn't mess with Americans!"

"Nonsense! I don't know who you messed with, but you definitely messed with the big guy! Otherwise, do you think the Pentagon is idle?"

Yadlev was stunned for a while, and then he said anxiously: "I knew that Salah has a close relationship with a mad dog now, and that mad dog is protecting him, but the mad dog is just a PMC, he, he..."

"A pmc is a fart, either the mad dog is not a pmc, or someone else is protecting Salah, listen, I have already explained to the people at the Pentagon, I hope to save your life, but there is no way, you You screwed up this time, you really shouldn't be taking Salah's stuff."

"Boss, what do you mean? Boss, what do you mean? Boss, do you ignore me?"

Morse sighed softly and said, "I tried my best, but the Pentagon said it was a military operation. Since you are Ace, you must die. Sorry, two F15s are about to bomb. They're going to bomb with laser-guided bombs, that's all I can hear, and there's really nothing I can do to stop it, man, sorry to tell you this, but I think you should at least die."

Yadelev was stunned for a moment, and then he said angrily: "Guided bomb, there are only a few of us, is it necessary? Laser-guided bomb, I, I...fake oil!"

Do you understand?Damn you uncle understand.

Yadriev turned around and shouted, "Run!"

Even if there is a helicopter attack outside, it is better than waiting for the laser-guided bomb to fall in the basement. The two evils are the lesser of two evils, and if you die, try to die as complete as possible.

But it's too late.

Yadelev didn't want to die to understand, he would rather die without pain when he didn't know anything.

Well now, the bad news Yaderev had to die in utter terror.

Yadlev just ran two steps, a bomb penetrated two floors, and before he even realized what happened, he disappeared with a bang, completely gone along with the house.

The good news is that you can die painlessly.

(End of this chapter)