Several unclothed and bare-handed Libyan soldiers raised their hands in horror and shouted surrender. However, the Allied combatants did not dare to cease fire at this time, knowing that if they stopped firing the soldiers who raised their hands, the gunfire on the hill would be much less, the battle would not sound fierce, and the terror inflicted on the enemy would be less.

Therefore, their guns did not stop at all, no matter whether the other party raised their hands to surrender or raised their guns to return fire, they swept all the way over.

Now is not the time for mercy, the Allied combat team has only ten people in total, and in the face of nearly three hundred enemies, every gun is important, and even the sound of each gun is useful.

The Libyan soldiers who raised their hands were still swept down by the attackers, and many of them died with grief and resentment in their eyes: How can you do this?

"Tubu!"

"Da ——!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The fierce gunfire completely broke the will of the officers and men of the anti-aircraft artillery battalion to resist, and although they raised their hands to surrender or were killed, there were still many more people who still raised their hands high, one after another, group after group gave up any resistance.

"Surrender!"

"We surrender!"

"Please stop fighting!"

The shouts were chaotic, but they meant only one.

The official language of Libya is Arabic, but English and Italian are also spoken, so much so that the word "surrender" is shouted in three languages by officers and soldiers.

Jiang Xinxu swept the bullets at the suspicious place and shouted in English: "Kneel!

While it was time to change the magazine, he finally made a voice that made the captives grateful to Dade: "Stop shooting!"

However, the soldiers of the Allied Combat Team did not completely stop firing, and several of them were still gritting their teeth and shooting, chasing down the Libyan soldiers who were distraught but did not raise their hands and fall to their knees.

It's not that they have a thirst for killing, it's not that they deliberately disobey Jiang Xinwei's orders, it's really because they were frightened by the blood and terror on the mountain, in just a few minutes, the mountain has been stained red with blood, and there are human corpses everywhere, and there are human flesh and broken limbs everywhere.

One by one, those who stopped shooting were vomiting and their bodies were shaking. Their performance was no better than that of the captives, and they were all pale and broke out in a cold sweat. It's just that the Allied combatants vomited while looking for ammunition to replenish themselves, staring at the captives. And the captives were only so frightened that they wanted to hide behind their companions, not wanting to attract the attention of their opponents: they were afraid that they would inadvertently alarm their opponents and be strafed by bullets. In their hearts, these guys who have killed them are demons who kill people without blinking.

Ma Liantao and five other people were left to guard the prisoners, arranged for Liu Changgui and Nosradi to wear night vision devices to clear around the battlefield, and after giving Liu Changgui a few words alone, Jiang Xinwei went down the mountain with Mirihad and a man named Ali.

If it is a large army, this kind of clearing can be arbitrary, even if there is an enemy who is not afraid of death hiding in the shadows and shooting, it will not do much harm, at most a few people will be killed or wounded, and it will not change the situation of the battle. But now Jiang Xinwei didn't dare, because as long as there was an enemy who slipped through the net and hid in the shadows and shot, as long as even one Allied combat member was killed or wounded, he and his combat team would not be able to bear it.

Seeing Jiang Xinwei and them coming down, the gray mouse at the foot of the mountain came up excitedly and nervously, and asked eagerly, "Head, how is the situation?

Jiang Xinwei smiled: "Of course." We're sneak attacking. ”

The gray mouse was amused and said, "Great, really good." …… , how many casualties did we have?"

Jiang Xinxu said: "There were zero casualties. ”

The gray mouse was stunned, his mouth opened wide, and he asked in surprise: "What? Zero casualties, how is it possible?"

Jiang Xinwei waved his hand and said, "Don't say that these are useless. …… I'm going to arrange the next battle plan. ”

The gray mouse hurriedly stood up and said, "You say." I promise to carry out your orders!"

Jiang Xinxu told the gray mouse about the plan he had thought about urgently, and designated the four people to take away.

The gray mouse asked worriedly, "Head, seven people is not enough." ”

Jiang Xinwei asked rhetorically: "Then how many people do you say to me? Of course, the more I have, the better." The question is, can you give me more people? Even if you give me one more. ”

The gray mouse smiled wryly: he himself was seriously understaffed. After being taken away by Jiang Xinwei, there were only five people left here, including himself.

Because he has a lot of things, and they are also very important, such as receiving the prisoners that Ma Liantao and them took down. In total, more than 100 Libyan officers and soldiers were killed and wounded in this raid, and more than 150 people were taken prisoner. Once they break out, it will definitely be a disaster for Jiang Xinwei and them, and they must be given enough deterrence.

In addition to receiving the prisoners, "showing" the combat effectiveness of the Allied combat team as much as possible, and dispelling the luck of the prisoners, the gray rats will continue to prepare for reinforcements here, and they will also help Liu Changgui and the two of them to clear out the Libyan officers and soldiers hiding on the mountain.

Once there are many Libyan officers and soldiers who have slipped through the net hidden in the grass, and Liu Changgui and the two of them can't clean it up for a while, he must send people here to help eliminate those guys as quickly as possible, so that the captured enemy over there will not have the idea of resisting.

In addition, Jiang Xinwei also arranged one thing for him just now, that is, if Jiang Xinwei and their battle on the dirt hill in the northeast corner of the airstrip starts, and the attack does not go well, then they need to use sniper rifles with Mao Cao and Liu Changgui to attack the enemy over there, or simply use anti-aircraft machine guns to sweep the positions over there and help Jiang Xinwei and them to deal with the Libyan officers and soldiers of that company together.

Jiang Xinwei and his group of seven were loading as much ammunition as possible before they set off. He himself stuffed the magazine into his chest, and then hung the grenade on the waistband of his trousers, almost a full circle. He didn't even throw away the Italian-made pistol, which was a melee weapon.

After seeing that his companion had also filled himself with ammunition, he waved his hand and shouted in English: "Go!"

At this time, on the dirt hill located in the northeast corner of the airport runway, the Libyan officers and soldiers were in a mess, and they did not know what was happening on the low hill 800 meters away, and they did not know whether it was attacked by the enemy or civil strife, and it was not news to know that civil strife had occurred in the Libyan army.

In order to find out the situation on the other side, the company commander stationed here dialed the phone countless times, and the radio station kept calling, but he could not hear the response from the other side.

But they didn't dare to shoot at the low hill, because there were their immediate superiors, the battalion commander, the deputy battalion commander, and the staff officers. If you shoot and kill your boss, and your boss is on the right side, your life will be over.

When the gunfire on the low hill stopped, and the chaotic sound was gone, he was even more confused, and he dared not move.

So, he just ordered his subordinates to fire flares at the low mountain in the distance, picked up binoculars and kept observing, and at the same time sent a small squad of soldiers to inquire about the situation.

Jiang Xinxu's seven-man squad met with a small squad of soldiers discharged from the Libyan position.

As had been arranged, Mirihad, who was walking at the rear, shouted in Arabic: "Password!"

"Conquest!" one of the soldiers on the other side replied loudly to Mirihad's inquiry, and at the same time asked Jiang Xinxu to give them an order, "Give back!"

Mirihad shouted, "Didn't hear clearly! Speak loud! Password! Otherwise, we will see you as enemies, repeat, password! Have you not eaten?

The reason why he shouted so loudly and deliberately said so many things was to delay time and bring the two sides closer.

The soldiers on the other side had already become frightened birds, and they really didn't want to go to the low mountain to check the situation, but the military order was difficult to disobey, so they had to go. It was precisely because of their apprehension that they heard Mirihad's scolding, and they really thought that the password on their side was not shouted loudly enough, and they really thought that the other party did not hear clearly. The guy who had just answered the order had to shout again: "Conquest!

Mirihad then replied loudly: "Territory!"

After such two rounds of communication, the other party involuntarily relaxed his vigilance, and the gun he was holding on to just now relaxed. The soldier at the head also asked loudly at Jiang Xinwei and them, "Brother, what happened to the battalion headquarters?"

Mirihad replied: "Some of the garbage of the airport garrison battalion rebelled again and attacked the battalion headquarters, causing many casualties among the battalion commanders and officers, and even the men of the communication squad were killed. So, we're going to tell your company commander what's going on here. ”

"The army of Suyadan is garbage, surrender and resist, destroy them!" said the soldier opposite.

Before you know it, the two teams meet.

Jiang Xinxu, who was walking in the middle of the team, saw that the time was ripe, and whispered in English: "Do it!"

Before the words fell, he rushed into the other party's queue, kicking, slashing, and hammering, and the rabbit fell down, and he killed three of them in less than a second!

As he did so, the rest of the squad, including Mirihad, rushed at the opponent he had been aiming at earlier, either with the butt of his rifle or with his dagger.

The poor enemy had just become a little more relaxed from nervousness and fear, and how could he react when he was caught off guard? In just a few seconds of blow, eight of the ten of them were killed by Jiang Xinwei and them, five of them died on the spot, and three fainted in pain.

The remaining two unlucky people were dumbfounded, and they didn't know what to do for a while, and they forgot to even shout for the police, but their whole bodies trembled and kept shaking. Soon, they were knocked to the ground by Jiang Xinwei and them.