MTL - From Arms Dealer To King of War-Chapter 649 hold on to the initiative

  Chapter 649 Hold the initiative firmly

  The delay for Choga's convoy was 4 hours...

  He set off at noon, and it was almost 5 pm when he set off again after such a delay.

  As the convoy began to accelerate, Qiaojia, who was sitting in the car, looked at the sky outside the window with a slightly dignified expression...

   “We have just passed Harris City, and if everything goes well on the road, it will be dark when we reach Tikrit.

  I don't know if they know anything about my military base, but these Isis guys are crafty.

  If we encounter mortar attacks when we pass Tikrit at night, we will be very passive if the convoy becomes chaotic. "

While talking, Qiaojia looked at the map in his hand and squeezed his chin and said, "Maybe they already know that we have the Su-25, and they also know that that thing has no night combat capability, so they set up obstacles for us on the road and want to fight in Tikri. Special fight with us at night.

interesting…"

  Dorian, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked back at Choga and said, "Boss, why don't we stop at the next stop, Samarra City, and continue to set off during the day tomorrow?

  We can’t be led by the nose by the people of Isis…”

   Qiaojia shook his head and said: "We can't stop, if we stop, we are telling the other party that we already know their arrangement.

  And getting together is easy to attract surprise attacks..."

  Speaking, Choga picked up the radio and said: "'Cobra', arrange for two Su-25s to take off, let them fly for a while, and go back before dark, and then you will take off.

   Pay attention to our position at any time, I will try to see if my big bait can catch that MiG-21. "

   "Understood, Pot-bellied Bird No. 1 and No. 2 will take off immediately..."

  Getting a response, Choga put down the radio, looked at Kaman who had been resting with his eyes closed, and said, "Old man, why don't you talk?"

  Kaman opened his eyes, hesitated, and said, "I haven't fought this kind of battle..."

  Joga shook his head and laughed and said, "It's nothing special. Our opponents are still terrorists. It's just that they and we have more chess pieces, so we have more things to consider."

  Kaman listened, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he shook his head slightly and said, "It's risky to fight night battles with Isis's people in Tikrit, but you are the boss, and you have the final say."

  Choga reached out and patted the watching arm, nodded and said, "I know there are risks, but if the MiG-21 is not fished out, the risks will always be there.

  I must take the initiative in my own hands, otherwise I need to be on guard all day long for bombs falling from the sky, which will consume a lot of unnecessary resources and energy.

  I'd rather face that thing myself when I'm prepared, and I don't want our people to be caught by the other party's surprise.

  Modern warfare weapons are sometimes really scary. I bring everyone here to make money, and I don’t want to bear too much loss. "

   "You always think too much about other people..."

  Kaman looked into Qiaojia's bright eyes, muttered something in his mouth, then nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you know where the other party is, then send someone around them in advance to cut off their back path.

   Either don’t fight, or kill them all if you want to fight…”

   Choga laughed dryly, he couldn't explain the deal between himself and Aaron to everyone.

   There is a team of Aaron's people behind Isis. If the people he sent over meet the opponent, it would be too stupid.

   "It doesn't matter, we consume Isis's vitality as much as possible, and the key is to get rid of those Armenians.

  In order to get rid of me, the Ndrigya even made a MiG-21. I have to give them a surprise and remind them that if they want to move me, they have to work harder. "

  ………

When two Su-25s took off from the Baghdad Air Force Base, a slightly bald middle-aged Arab man stood by the window of a hotel in the city, put away a small binoculars, and said to the people around him: "Notify the Armenians , The Su-25 took off, let them arrange for the MiG-21 to take off.

  The outdated planes don’t have the night combat function, and they will turn around and land before dark. After they leave, let MiG go to say hello to the jackal. "

A young man wearing a cap nodded immediately, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the outside world, then he looked at the bald middle-aged man, hesitantly said: "Boss, there are many Jackals, if MiG can't get it, our people Plus the Armenians are not necessarily his opponents."

  The bald-headed middle-aged man listened, nodded with a smile and said: "If we all lose in this way, it can only show that the jackal is too lucky.

   But so what?

  Iraq is our home field, and NATO troops dare not move. We can attack P·B from any direction at any time.

   Not just Iraq, but Syria…

  The company called Halliburton sold out those mercenary companies in order to negotiate with us. We should accept their kindness.

  They thought giving us something would make us hand over the dirty bomb...

  Haha, we are going to take away the ammunition they provided, and then make a video of them to tell the world that the Americans are unreliable.

  At that time, those mercenary companies themselves will mess up..."

  …………

  Choja doesn’t know what happened in Baghdad, even if he knows, he doesn’t care...

  The three dirty bombs really made the whole NATO feel like a thorn in the throat. No one can feel at ease until they are found. Any attempt is possible.

  Find a middleman, negotiate, I will give you benefits, and you give me news, even if it is just a little clue.

   This is a common tactic of the intelligence services...

   But Halliburton's role in it is a bit interesting.

  If Choga knew it, he would understand that the power in the United States has been handed over, and it is within the Democratic Party.

   Halliburton turned to the old lady Lahiri. Before the presidential election was over, they got involved in this crucial matter, which showed that they were very trusted.

  The old woman wants to find a dirty bomb and make a good start for her presidential career.

   For this reason, she even did not hesitate to negotiate with the people of Isis, and even gave them benefits!

   But this time she obviously can't get what she wants!

  Two hours passed, and when the sky gradually darkened, the two Su-25s that had accompanied the convoy for a long time swung their wings over the convoy, and reluctantly began to return.

  The rabbit team responsible for opening the road entered the highest alert state after the sun went down.

  They drove two Arctic Cats and searched carefully along both sides of the road, for fear of missing any suspicious places.

  Worried that the raw melons would be stupid again, Bayka, a Tajik veteran from the cooking class, joined the rabbit team.

  Bayka is very satisfied with this group of young people who have gone through diving training and their demeanor has become calm and slightly silent.

  Because they are now, without the uncertainty and fear of the past...

   Seeing that it was getting dark, Baika patted Almighty on the head in the driver's seat, and scolded with a smile: "What kind of night vision device do you use? Turn on the headlights of the vehicle!

   Tikrit is ahead, we are going to set up a checkpoint ahead, call for support, block the intersection and prohibit all reverse vehicles from driving. "

  Bayka looked back at the military dog ​​crowded on the back seat of the Arctic Cat, and said to the 'breeder' with a smile: "'Spike' is a good dog, let's mobilize it.

  The situation on the roads across the city is a bit complicated, we need careful search and inspection to prevent car bombs from raiding the convoy. "

  The 'Almighty' who was driving heard this, and said excitedly: "Old squad leader, do you have any information?"

  Bayka shook his head and said with a smile: "You should do the same without information...

  Boy, P·B is different from the army. You can’t wait for orders here. No matter whether you find a problem or not, you must first do your own things well. "

   Just as Bayka’s voice fell, Antar’s voice sounded on their radio…

   "Attention the rabbit team, set up a checkpoint 600 meters ahead to block the vehicles in the opposite direction. The jazz, goat, and hammer teams went to support and checked all the vehicles and buildings along the way..."

  Almighty, who was in charge of driving, froze for a moment, then gave Bayka a thumbs up...

  The two Arctic Cats of the rabbit team stopped when they were about to enter Tikrit and blocked the left side of the road.

   Just as the other teams came up to support, Joga's voice suddenly sounded on their radio...

   "Guys, there is an ambush in Tikrit, everyone, be careful, our drones have taken off, and we will share images of both sides of the road with you soon.

  Remember that once the battle starts, turn on the IR lights immediately to facilitate the identification of friend and foe. What you have to do is not to rush to fight the opponent in the street, but to mark the opponent's position after approaching, and our artillery will deal with them.

   Make good use of the cover of the armored vehicle as much as possible, don't stumble here..."

   "Yessir!"

  Listening to everyone's reply on the radio, the 'Chameleon' who got out of the car looked at Bayka a little depressed, and said, "Old squad leader, is this gone?"

  Bayka patted Chameleon on the back and said, "You are mercenaries now, you can't expect someone to arrange your course of action like a nanny."

   While talking, Bayka saw the 'Duke' waving to them in the distance. He patted 'Chameleon' and said, "You are the captain, go and discuss the scope of responsibility with them."

   As he spoke, Bayka looked at the open land and scattered factory buildings in front of the temporary checkpoint. He pointed to the area and said, "We are responsible for the range of 500 meters to the north from that area."

  'Chameleon' nodded slightly. Because the right side of the road is close to the largest Tigris River in Iraq, the open space next to the river is basically filled with various large-scale factories.

  The courtyard walls of those factories are relatively high, which is very suitable for establishing mortar positions and Tibetans.

  Then ‘Chameleon’ glanced at the relatively densely packed square houses on the left side of the road. He hesitated for a while and finally chose to shut up…

  The houses on the edge of Tikrit are different from the crowded interior of the city.

  Most of the buildings here are khaki independent buildings. There are houses built by rich people, and there are high courtyard walls around them.

  There seems to be no special planning for building houses here, and the distance between the two houses is about 30-50 meters.

   This section of the highway passing through the edge of Tikrit is a total of 2 kilometers. The complex terrain formed by so many buildings will bring huge troubles to anyone who enters it.

   Just when the ‘Chameleon’ discussed the scope of their respective responsibilities with several captains, the military dog ​​behind suddenly barked...

  An old car came out of a factory building on the right, and seemed to want to drive onto the highway. At the same time, the P·B convoy was slowly approaching Tikrit...

   "Stop it..."

  'Chameleon' resolutely fired two shots into the sky, and then quickly rushed to the only way the car must pass...

  The 'Crow' of the 'Jazz Squad' shook his head slightly, and when he was about to call his buddy to stop the car with rockets, he stopped by himself.

A thin man got out of the car, raised his hand and yelled at the members of the rabbit team at a distance of tens of meters, and from time to time indicated that the woman in the car was his wife, and wanted to let the members of the rabbit team Give Way…

The members of the Rabbit Squad have suffered a lot. They raised their guns to signal the man not to move, and then let the other teams leave first. Then the 'breeder' let go of the leash of the military dog ​​'Spike', hugged the military dog ​​and whispered said a few words, then patted it on the back...

"go…"

  The military dog ​​circled the car under the man's terrified eyes, then sat on the ground in the trunk, barking nervously...

   "Attention everyone, it's a car bomb..."

   "Don't move, put your hands up and don't move..."

  (end of this chapter)