Second, as the name suggests, antiaircraft artillery battalions are specialized in air defense, and they are good at dealing with aircraft in the sky, and their ability to fight on the ground is not necessarily stronger than that of the garrison battalion. If nothing else, the only thing they can use in ground combat is a pistol and a few rifles plus a few anti-aircraft machine guns that can be used as machine gun strafing. If we sneak attack, they will only have to be slaughtered, and it is estimated that it will not be much more difficult to clean them up than the garrison.

Once the Libyan antiaircraft artillery battalion is cleaned up, it is equivalent to breaking the backbone of the regiment at the airport, and the garrison battalion will not have a strong will to fight, and once the battle is fierce, they will either surrender or flee. Is there a master in history who will fight to the death?

The anti-aircraft artillery battalion was wiped out, the garrison battalion was driven away, and the remaining half battalion of rebels did not escape?

In the end, if they can't take out the Libyan anti-aircraft artillery battalion, then it can be said that the operation has failed, so they should retreat and flee as soon as possible, so as not to delay more time.

Jiang Xinwei explained in simple terms that these people were moved, and they immediately agreed to kill the Libyan anti-aircraft artillery battalion first. If you succeed, continue to fight other enemies, and if you fail, immediately flee.

It can be said that these guys are all speculators from Jiang Xinwei down, and they all have the idea of "fighting if they win, and running wild if they can't win".

After dinner early, everyone set off before it was dark. Because of the large number of people, every car is crowded, and the most loaded is the pickup truck, and there are many people sitting in the carriage.

After walking for more than an hour, the convoy was on a road, and it was getting dark.

With the help of night vision devices, the convoy drove all the way without driving lights.

Obviously, because the rebels are not strong enough, and it is also obvious that the rebels have not yet been standardized, the management is still chaotic, and this convoy in the dark night is unimpeded all the way. Not only was there no interception by the rebels on the road, but there was not even a single checkpoint or checkpoint, and the convoy drove until it was about ten kilometers away from the airport.

If it weren't for the placement of the logistics team, if it weren't for a safer way forward, they would have wanted to keep driving until they encountered the enemy.

There is a low hill here, which looks like a large mound of earth.

Jiang Xinxu asked the people of the logistics team and all the vehicles to hide in the hollow behind the low mountain. After that, he led two teams of eighteen people to the airport ten kilometers away.

This time, it was still Ma Liantao and their first team that went to the front, the gray mouse led the second team to the back, and Jiang Xinwei followed the first team forward.

At one o'clock in the morning, they touched the airfield less than a kilometer from the airfield, but instead of rushing into battle, they arranged for Nosradi and Thatch to go to understand the situation, and the large army hid in the grass to rest, eat a little food and a little mineral water.

In an hour or so, Nosradi and Maocao, who were inquiring about the news, came back, bringing Jiang Xinwei good news and bad news.

The good news was that the tanks in the possession of the airfield garrison battalion were transferred by the rebels. There were only two armored personnel carriers left in the airfield.

The tank has always been a boulder pressing on Jiang Xinwei's heart, and he plans to go to the Libyan anti-aircraft artillery battalion to capture an anti-aircraft gun first, and then use the anti-aircraft gun to deal with it. Although he wasn't sure about it, he decided to take the risk. Now that this guy has been transferred away by the rebels, it is naturally a good thing.

And the bad news is really bad: the Libyan anti-aircraft artillery battalion is not stationed in one place, but in two places. The large part consisted of two companies stationed on a low hill south of the runway. A small part, the remaining anti-aircraft artillery battery, was stationed on the dirt slope at the northeast corner of the runway, about eight hundred meters apart.

In other words, no matter which part of the anti-aircraft artillery battalion Jiang Xinwei attacked, the other part would be alarmed. And there were only nineteen of them in total, and it was absolutely impossible for them to disperse the attack, and no matter how big their brains were, it was impossible to think that these nineteen people could take two places in one fell swoop. The anti-aircraft artillery battalion no longer has combat effectiveness, and as long as they are awakened, they can hold their positions for several hours.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Xinwei decided to hit the large part of the antiaircraft artillery battalion first, that is, to kill the officers and soldiers of the two Libyan companies south of the airport runway, and then find a way to kill the other company.

Jiang Xinwei is thinking this, and Ma Liantao and the gray mouse also mean this: Anyway, it has reached this point, there is no reason to retreat, no matter how difficult it is, you have to fight.

Jiang Xinxu asked everyone to continue to rest until three o'clock in the morning, that is, when the sleepers slept most soundly, Jiang Xinwei led the Allied combat team to move.

Led by Nosradi and Thatch, they touched the foot of a low hill where the Libyan anti-aircraft artillery battalion was stationed.

Hiding in the grass at the foot of the hill and looking up, with the help of the light on the mountain, you can faintly see the anti-aircraft artillery positions and anti-aircraft machine gun positions arranged on them, and you can also see the defensive bunker they have arranged, and a light machine gun in the bunker is facing the path up the mountain.

According to the division of labor, the gray rat led the second group to guard the reinforcements below, so as not to have another anti-aircraft artillery battalion enemy, garrison battalion, and rebels come to the rescue. Of course, they also had another task besides blocking reinforcements, that is, if the first group failed to attack, they would pick up and flee and block the pursuers.

Jiang Xinwei had an AK47 and did not take the SVD sniper rifle he used.

Although the accuracy of the sniper rifle is high, Jiang Xinwei can completely eliminate an enemy with one shot, but in the case of too many people, the efficiency of the sniper rifle is really too low, and only nine people must do their best to deliver more ammunition to the enemy in a very short time.

Only by disrupting the enemy's command, disturbing the enemy's psychology, and crushing the enemy's will in a short period of time can they have any hope of success; otherwise, once the enemy comes to his senses, the side with fewer people will surely lose.

The mountain is not high, and with the help of the weeds on the hillside that are half waist deep, Jiang Xinwei and his party unconsciously touched a place less than forty meters away from the top of the mountain, and also touched a place less than twenty meters away from the machine gun bunker, and they could hear the sound of soldiers sleeping and grinding their teeth in the bunker.

The bunker was only a scare, and the sentry inside did not perform his duties at all, and no one urged him.

Jiang Xinwei waved his hand at a large Middle Easterner, and the man named Mirihad nodded and quickly crawled towards the bunker.

The others did not wait for him to pack up the soldiers in the bunker before moving forward, but continued to climb to the top of the hill without hurrying or slowing.

Mirihad crawled to the bunker, looked around for a moment, and then with a strong grip of his hands, his huge body jumped over the slope of the bunker and into the bunker.

After a slight sound, the snoring of the Libyan soldiers stopped abruptly.

When Mirihad climbed out of the bunker, Jiang Xinwei and the others had already crossed the bunker and were only twenty meters away from the top of the mountain. However, they did not climb again, but silently waited for Jiang Xinxu's order.

They saw a large tent set up on the top of the hill, full of Libyan soldiers, but around the tent there were not only three evenly distributed fixed posts, but also a squad of soldiers patrolling the area, walking between anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns.

Jiang Xinwei raised his right hand, first pointed in the direction of the patrol soldiers, then pointed in the direction of the tent, and then erected three fingers and retracted them into his palm one by one. When the last finger was curled, he shouted in English: "Fire!"

At that moment, nine men leapt from the ground almost simultaneously, some rushing towards the patrolling soldiers, others re-tenting. While jumping, they not only fired the guns in their hands, but also threw out the grenades that had already been withdrawn from the safe.

"Da ——!"

"Tubu!"

"Boom——!boom boom ——!"

The first to suffer were the patrolling soldiers, who were swept down by seven or eight bullets at once. It was the three fixed posts next to the tent that had been hit by bullets almost instantly. Naturally, the soldiers who received the baptism in their hands were the soldiers lying in the tents.

The Libyan patrol soldiers were stunned by the luck of not being hit, and they panicked and got their guns up and down from their shoulders, but they were quickly knocked down by bullets, and even the fastest soldiers were at most one shot faster, but this shot was not accurate at all.

It was obviously impossible for the officers and men of both companies to lie in this big tent. The battle here woke up the soldiers who were sleeping elsewhere, and they began to return fire. Even the Libyan officers and soldiers 800 meters away fired flares in this direction, but because they did not know the situation here, they did not shoot or fire in this direction.

Jiang Xinwei and the others didn't pay attention to the soldiers in the big tent anymore, let alone the enemy in the distance, but rushed towards the place where the gunshots rang out.

Now is definitely not the time to be afraid, nor is it the time to hesitate, it is necessary to do everything possible to extinguish the fire of resistance of the defenders, and where there is resistance, it must rush to it.

What makes everyone happy is that the Libyan anti-aircraft artillery here really doesn't have many weapons, most of them are pistols, even rifles, and they don't even have the ability to parry in the face of Jiang Xinwei's carefully prepared firepower.

A Libyan soldier hid behind a pile of ammunition and fired a bullet at an Allied combatant before he could fire a second shot before Jiang Xinwei shot him in the head.

Rushing over, he saw several Libyan soldiers, either busy looking for guns or looking for clothes. These people had no idea that the Allied combat teams would rush into their lair.

Jiang Xinwei slashed off the AK47, and with a sudden sound, those officers and soldiers fell to the ground one by one, letting out a burst of screams.

The Libyan officers and soldiers on the hill did not react at all, and the counterattack was almost negligible.

The Allied combatants took full advantage of their suddenness and firepower, either firing with AK47s or throwing smoke-emitting grenades, causing the Libyan soldiers to cry wolf.

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