The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 238 Guerrilla War

"Our situation is not very good." Shebek found Jack with a sullen face.

They took a prisoner, but the other party could not speak English. In the end, the little local girl named Nadine acted as an interpreter temporarily.

According to the captives, Radulan Shahiron, one of the main leaders of the "Abu Sayyaf" organization on Jolo Island, is gathering his army and targeting the passengers on the forced-landing plane.

Raduran Chashiron is in his 70s this year. He once worked for Ace Esse in the Afghan battlefield and lost a right arm.

After the Battle of Marawi, the "Abu Sayyaf" organization lost several important leaders one after another. Raduran Shahiron became the person with the most seniority and the highest status on the island, and is currently a militant directly under his command No less than 300 people.

The Junma who died under Jack's gun was one of his confidantes, and he was also the heir he worked hard to cultivate. The two hostages that fell into Junma's hands before were sent to Radulan Chassilon that night.

Radulan Shaxiron was overjoyed when he learned that there were more than a dozen foreigners on the island, and immediately issued a huge reward to encourage civilians on the island to provide clues.

Early this morning, almost at the same time that the PMCs landed on the island, residents of Jolo Island who witnessed the transport plane and parachute ran to report the news.

Radulan Shaxilun was still relatively cautious. After knowing that someone was airborne for rescue, while concentrating his armed forces, he sent the nearest Junma and his men to investigate.

They received orders only to prevent the PMCs from taking away these valuable meat tickets. The reason why they were beaten like this was partly because they underestimated the enemy, and partly because Jack killed the leader first.

The veterans who acted as the backbone were afraid of going back and being angered by Radulan Chassilon, so they bit the bullet and launched a wave of attacks, hoping to break through into the small building after suppressing the snipers, and win by relying on their numbers.

The result was that it was directly defeated by precise firepower, and almost the entire army was wiped out.

So, this is considered to be the young one and the old one? There are more than 300 militants, and they are only directly under them. Thinking about this number makes one's scalp tingle.

"Can the seals be urged?" Jack asked.

"I have urged it, and it will be tomorrow morning at the earliest. What I am worried about is that once we are surrounded, the military may cancel the airdrop deployment of the seals."

Shebek's worries are not unreasonable. The reason why they stick to this abandoned mine is not only that there is a solid small building here, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack, but also because of the rare hardened ground between the small building and the mine.

If this landing site is lost, or the mine is completely surrounded by people, so that the landing site is in the fire range, the seals will probably only be able to land on the beach closest to here, and then come to support on foot.

The island is full of dense rainforests and hostile locals, which inevitably reminds people of the nightmares of the US military. Those talking trees in a similar tropical jungle in Vietnam, no one knows what they will encounter along the way.

After all, no matter how elite the seals are, they are not Iron Man wearing Mark armor, and it is even more impossible to parachute over the densely vegetated tropical rainforest. In the 70s, the US military did this in Vietnam, and the ending was not very good.

From then on, there were only 15 paratrooper warriors under the blessing of the national sports bodyguard when Siris was in the Wenchuan Earthquake.

You must know that at that time, the elite of Bailai was prepared, and batches of them were prepared to be thrown down, just hoping that a few people could land safely and establish a landing field.

Of course, the difficulty of the Wenchuan earthquake was much higher, so it can only be used as an inappropriate example.

But no matter what, they can't let their side be so passive. They need to do something. With this idea, at least the opponent's attack time should be delayed until night. With this idea, Jack found Gaspare.

"Raid on their assembly place?" Gaspare's big eyeballs almost popped out.

"Assault on a garrison with more than 300 militants with just us? How serious are you, Fuck?"

Jack smiled and "comforted" him, "It's not our 'this' people, it's just me and you, and someone needs to guard here and ambush halfway to cover our retreat."

"Are you sure we still have a chance to retreat?"

Gaspare thought the guy was crazy.

However, after listening to Jack's plan, everyone including Shebek felt that although his plan sounded crazy, it was not without possibility of success.

The premise is that he is really as awesome as he is, and he has enough luck.

Half an hour later, a dilapidated Nissan pickup was speeding down a small road in the rainforest.

This car was the only heavy firepower of the previous wave of militants, and it was equipped with a modified pickup truck of the M2 "Old Godmother".

Although the heavy machine gun on the top was broken by Jack, the machine gun bracket that was installed on the rear compartment and could rotate 360 ​​degrees freely was still in good condition.

Jack put the Barrett M107A1 on it, took all the magazines, and was driven by Gaspare, all the way to raid the "enemy camp".

Palang used to be a small and well-known tourist town on Jolo Island. There are beautiful beaches nearby. There are bars, hospitals and schools in the town, and there is even a shopping mall for tourists.

Today, all of these have become a thing of the past, and only half of the once bustling cruise terminal remains, with a few armed small boats and more dilapidated fishing boats scattered here and there.

In the center of the town, next to the smashed fountain, there was an old man with gray hair and a fierce face, his upper body was naked, his chest full of scars was exposed, he waved his remaining left arm, and gave a loud speech.

At this time, on the dirt road less than two kilometers away from the town, Jack closed the military tablet in his hand. This drone is really powerful, and it can almost take pictures of people's faces at an altitude of thousands of meters.

It's a pity that the air force base is too far away. In order to ensure enough time to stay in the air, the Predator didn't even carry a hellfire. Otherwise, it would be easier for everyone to throw it away at this time.

"Are you sure we won't be beaten into a hornet's nest as soon as we rush in?" Gaspare looked melancholy. If Jack hadn't promised to help him clear his identity, he really didn't want to accompany this kid to die.

"When did I ask you to rush in?" Jack was startled by him.

"We are here to harass you, not to send you to death. Did you listen when you assigned the task?"

"I still think your bad idea is no different from sending you to death." Gaspare rolled the eyes of the dead fish.

"You shouldn't have broken that M2. With that big guy around, our chances of surviving will be higher."

Jack rolled his eyes angrily, "Don't count on that piece of scrap iron. I'll check it before. Maybe it's older than Captain Torrance's grandfather. I don't know how many years it hasn't been properly maintained. There were even dead insects in the boxes."

　Some book friends said that there is no tactical show operation, so here it comes.

　　The original chapter at 12 o'clock will be a little later, so I will continue to code.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)