"Hurry up, drive all the tanks and armored vehicles, form a circle, and concentrate all the machine guns, howitzers, and mortars we can find, as long as we can hold out until dawn, we can wipe out all those dogs with the help of the Air Force!"

Brigadier General Harpy gave a loud order, and under his order, dozens of tank armored vehicles drove into the barracks and quickly surrounded Harpy's troops, while all the American soldiers relied on tanks and armored vehicles as cover, holding guns in their hands, and quietly waiting for the arrival of those Iraqi prisoners of war who had lost their minds.

Brigadier General Harpy was sitting in his office at the moment, and through the window he could see the armored vehicles in a circle around his barracks, and he was secretly relieved to look at the American soldiers who were already in battle.

He looked not far away, and saw red fires everywhere, which Harpy knew was the result of the howling Iraqi prisoners of war having breached the arsenal.

Although he had never experienced the camp roar, Harpy also understood that those people at the time of the camp were irrational, and now that they had weapons, they became even more crazy, they bombed the barracks aimlessly, strafed at random with machine guns, and killed people when they saw them, whether they were enemies or friendly soldiers, there were constantly all kinds of shouts coming over, and to Harpy's ears, it was simply a desperate cry from the deepest hell.

"God, how could such a thing happen? I must be the most humiliating American general since the Korean War!"

Harpy cursed in his mouth, his hand clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, and the whole person looked very annoyed, after all, in the rear, because of the poor management of prisoners of war, the camp roared, and finally led to the collapse of the whole army, just this one, enough to nail him to the pillar of shame in the United States.

At this moment, he could already think of the ridicule and anger he might encounter after today's end, as well as the investigation from Congress and military tribunals, and he had an unshirkable responsibility no matter what.

There were now less than 3,000 U.S. soldiers around the Harpy barracks, which was the largest number he could have organized since discovering the roar, while the rest of the soldiers were either killed in the first wave of the roar or spontaneously organized a defense, only to be isolated by the dense crowd of Iraqi prisoners of war and unable to meet for the time being.

This is also helpless, after all, since modern times, the American army has hardly encountered such a thing as a camp roar, so gradually, some means of defending the camp whistle are missing, such as between the barracks there is no other obstacle except for the barbed wire fence, and the arsenal is within reach of the prisoner of war camp, these are undoubtedly taboos in the barracks, but they do happen in Awali.

Suddenly, there was a clatter of popping beans and explosions of mortars and howitzers, and Harpy knew that it was his own soldiers who were exchanging fire with Iraqi prisoners of war.

Standing at the window and looking down from above, he saw countless dense figures rushing towards his own line under the light of the fire, and Harpy knew that they were all Iraqi prisoners of war. The U.S. soldiers who relied on tanks and armored vehicles to guard opened fire quickly, and with the frantic tongue of fire of the machine guns, the dense figures fell one by one like cutting leeks, but the follow-up people were not afraid of this, and still rushed forward without fear of death.

"It's a bunch of crazy people who have lost their minds, and it's terrible, but that's the end of it. ”

Harpy breathed a sigh of relief, he looked up at the sky, due to the explosion and burning of the ground, a large amount of smoke and dust covered the stars in the sky, which made Harpy subconsciously frown, and whispered: "Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night full of madness and helplessness, I just hope that it will dawn as soon as possible." ”

When countless prisoners of war who had lost their minds rushed to the US defense line like thoughtless zombies, Qian Jun and Yasion had organized more than 20,000 sober Iraqi prisoners of war in the prisoner of war camp that Harpy could not see.

It's easy to get lost in the madness of the collective, but that's more because of being in the collective, watching the people around you lose their minds, it's easy to go crazy with yourself, just like the fans watching the game at the scene, once someone starts shouting, it's easy to mobilize the atmosphere of the whole stadium, and the fans on both sides can easily cause large-scale violent conflicts. This is also a big reason why violence is rife in football.

However, if you just take people out of the collective and lose the atmosphere of the collective, these madmen can easily calm down, and Qian Jun and Yasion did just that.

They first went to bring out the officers they saw in small numbers, and then let these experienced and authoritative officers slowly bring out the soldiers who had fallen into madness little by little, as long as there were these first batch of soldiers who calmed down, they would slowly bring out more people later, and soon in less than an hour, the Qian army they brought out more than 20,000 soldiers.

"Fighters of Allah, I know that you are treated like pigs and dogs in the prisoner of war camps of the Americans, they will force you to bark, they will force you to eat pork, they just want to make you their slaves! So thanks to Allah's call, now we have all run out of the cells, and it is Allah who has heard the call of His people and saved us!"

Yasion was standing on top of a tank at the moment, shouting to the more than 20,000 Iraqi prisoners of war in front of him, when an American soldier was pulled into the tank, Yasion grabbed the hair of the American soldier and said to everyone: "Look, this is the American soldier who usually enslaves you, he is likely to poke your ass, and he may also pee on your head, so now that he is in our hands, what should we do?"

"Kill him, kill him!" all the Iraqi POWs shouted with red eyes, as if Yasion's words reminded them of their previous mistreatment in their cells.

"Then it will be as you wish. As he spoke, Yasien brandished a knife and cut off the head of the American soldier, and the audience erupted in the most enthusiastic cheers.

At this time, Yashin said: "Everyone has seen it? This is the Americans, they will also cry and beg for mercy, and they will die after being beheaded, so we cannot be enslaved by this disgusting nation, we must return to the country that Allah has given us, and we must find the Americans again to settle accounts!"

Finally Jacion pointed to the north, and he shouted to everyone: "Now that our friends are attacking Gubar, we will go back and join them now, and in order to finally fight back, we will also go and stab those Americans in the ass, and we will also pee on their heads!"

With Yasion's shouts one after another, the cheers on the scene had reached their peak, as if one by one they had fallen into a madness that was even crazier than the camp roar.

After all, for the firepower equipment of the US military, no matter how many people there are, it is not enough for him to kill. The reason why the Americans have not moved at present is that at night, the Air Force cannot distinguish between friend and foe and does not dare to act rashly; however, if it is daytime, under the fire of the US military trinity, these Iraqi prisoners of war, who have only snatched a few weapons from the arsenal, will become live targets.

So more than 20,000 Iraqi prisoners of war left Awali under the leadership of the Qian army and headed in the direction of Gubar.

Standing at the door of the Awali barracks, Qian Jun suddenly stopped, looked back at the barracks that was still burning and howling, and seemed to be able to see the crazy shadows of those prisoners of war in the light of the fire.

Qian Jun sighed involuntarily, and mourned for those prisoners of war for a while, after all, those prisoners of war were going to be abandoned like this, and he couldn't imagine what the outcome would be like waiting for those Iraqi prisoners of war after dawn.

Although it is said that there will be sacrifices in any military operation, the problem is that these Iraqi prisoners of war did not sacrifice by their own choice, but because of their own clamour. It can be said that they were chosen as victims by themselves, although Qian Jun understood that someone would inevitably become victims in this operation, but seeing these people being pushed to hell by his own hands, Qian Jun still felt unbearable.

Fortunately, this kind of thing happened in Iraq and not in China.

Qian Jun thought about it for the last time, and then firmly followed the footsteps of the group, and advanced in the direction of Gubar, while at the same time in the city of Basra, where the Iraqi army was not idle.

Now the time is already more than eleven o'clock in the night, but the lights are still not turned off in the highest war room, and Zou Yue is still standing in front of the combat map, his eyes are red.

Suddenly, the door to the office opened, and his lieutenant came in with an Iraqi officer, who reported to Zou Yue that all the Iraqi troops in Basra had been assembled and were ready to go.

Zou Yue nodded, and immediately gave an order without thinking about it: "Very good, let's go immediately!"

This order surprised the Iraqi officer, who cautiously asked, "Are you going to leave now?" But there is no news from the Awali side to the south. ”

"Soldiers, it's too late to get news from there, don't forget that it's more than thirty kilometers from Basra to Gubar, and we need to end the battle before dawn, so we have to leave early. As for Gubar's side, I believe that my soldiers can complete the mission even if they work hard!"

Zou Yue paused here for a moment, and then added: "In addition, remember that the most elite troops in Basra are all pulled up, bring as much ammunition as possible, after all, the other side is the US army, and we must show more than 500% of our strength to ensure the total annihilation of the other side." ”

"Please rest assured, the general will ensure that the mission will be completed!" the Iraqi officer agreed to go out and give the order.

Zou Yue's adjutant did not go out with him, but he advised Zou Yue: "General, according to the time calculation, whether it is Awali's prisoner of war troops or the armored troops from Basra, the time to arrive in Gubarr will be at least two hours later, you can rest for a while." ”

Faced with this suggestion, Zou Yue waved his hand helplessly: "The big war is imminent, how can I still be in the mood to rest now? Not to mention that I haven't slept for a day, even if I haven't closed my eyes for three days and three nights, I must hold on! There is no need to say this again, you pay close attention to the news of Gubarr and Awali, and if there is any news, you must report to me immediately!"

After saying that, Zou Yue came to the window, he looked at the stars in the sky and sighed: "Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, but I don't know what kind of carnival it will bring?"