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"Bang ......"

An M2 infantry fighting vehicle that was desperately trying to suppress the Taliban was hit by an anti-tank missile that suddenly shot from the surrounding houses, and the steel monster was never spared because of its rough skin and thick flesh, and was blown into a huge fireball, and the 25mm shells that were continuously firing inside the tank were detonated, and two of the shells even hit an M2 tank next to it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The armor of the M2 tank can withstand a maximum of 12.7mm bullets, and at this time, it was hit by two 25mm shells, or at a distance of less than 10 meters, the armor was instantly pierced through two bullet holes, and only a few screams of American GIs inside could be faintly heard.

A captain officer hiding behind an infantry fighting vehicle saw that the opponent had even taken out anti-tank missiles, and if these combat vehicles were still used as fixed turrets, they would be destroyed by the opponent one by one sooner or later.

As if determined in some way, the captain dodged stray bullets fired by Taliban militants and deftly burrowed into the concrete-poured bunker.

"Sir, it's almost impossible to resist outside, you should make up your mind!" As soon as the captain entered the bunker, he roared loudly and angrily, regardless of the strict rank. The whole face was completely wrinkled, I don't know if it was because of the hesitation of the commander, or because of the ferocious anger of the Taliban forces outside.

Tony, sitting behind his desk, didn't seem to hear what his subordinates were saying. He casually opened the humidor on the table, took out the last cigar, and lit it slowly.

Just as the captain was about to yell again, Tony glanced at his subordinates with slanted eyes and said lightly, "What determination?" Air support is seven minutes away. Can't you even resist for 7 minutes? ”

In this bunker, in addition to Tony, the battalion commander of the infantry battalion, there were several officers from the information center. They knew both the Captain and Tony's thoughts. But at this time, no one wants to say anything.

At this time, Tony was gambling that by the time the Air Force arrived, the infantry battalion had not been annihilated by the Taliban forces. He has no way back now. This time it was caught off guard by the Taliban, and the losses were huge; At least since the Vietnam War, the United States has not lost so many soldiers in one place: 400 soldiers were killed or wounded, and Tony had already seen himself standing in a court-martial.

If he could still maintain the last stronghold of the infantry battalion, Tony's crime would not be too serious after the Taliban forces were repelled by the air force. On the other hand, Tony himself is a young Zhuang officer, and his revenge is great, but this battle has caused Tony to lose everything. He was reluctant to be the first officer to surrender to the Taliban forces. It's better to die in battle.

In the 21st century, the first American officer to surrender! This title Tony is unwilling to wear for the rest of his life, and even if he dies, he will leave an infamy in the history of the world's military.

"But there are less than 100 soldiers who can fight now, and more than 100 are wounded. If they do not receive immediate medical treatment, some of the seriously injured soldiers will never return to the United States! Some of the remaining soldiers will be left with lifelong disabilities. Although the captain officer had a vague understanding of Tony's mind, he could not watch the familiar soldiers fall one by one under the enemy's guns. Although he is a soldier, he is also a flesh-and-blood, living man!

"Bang...... Bang! ”

Two loud explosions were heard again outside. The hearts of the officers in the bunker trembled at the same time. No one even cared about the dust that shook off their heads, they all understood one thing now, the battle outside was getting more and more intense.

The captain couldn't stand Tony's hesitation, tensed his body, looked at Tony like a wolf, and gritted his teeth and said, "Please...... Permit...... Allow...... I...... Guys...... Put...... Under...... Military...... Utensil! ”

"No way!" Tony vetoed it without hesitation, he was still waiting for the support of the Air Force, how could he surrender? In particular, surrender to a group of partisans. The pride of his heart would not allow him to do so.

"They're all Americans, they have parents, they have wives. They can't die here. They are still young, and I will never watch them die in a foreign land! The captain was still stubbornly insisting on his opinion. And I hope that the battalion commander will agree with his suggestion and give those soldiers a way to live.

"Hmph, am I the supreme commander here or are you? As I said, the U.S. team will never surrender. You don't have to say that again! Tony was furious and spoke mercilessly.

The Captain stared fiercely at Tony's unquestioning expression, wondering if he would draw his pistol and shoot him. Still, the captain didn't lose his mind so much. With a cold snort, he walked out of cover.

"Huda ......"

"Rush, kill the Yankees......"

"Yike...... Yankees, let me die......"

Taliban militants outside saw the destruction of the U.S. military's M2 infantry fighting vehicles one by one. All of them came out of windows, corners, sewers, and even gutters, and poured into the last positions of the American troops like a surging torrent.

At this time, whether it is rifles, grenades, grenades, rocket launchers, or even Molotov cocktails, as long as they can quickly hit the enemy, the Taliban forces will all take out and sprinkle them on the heads of desperate American soldiers.

At 20:26, the Taliban forces destroyed the last M2 infantry fighting vehicle of the U.S. Army almost in a heap of people. More than 2,000 people were left to surround the last bunker.

In the bunker, Tony no longer has the calm mentality he had just had. His face was filled with fear. There was a roar of excitement outside, like boulders hitting his mind. The last 7 officers and 13 American GIs in the bunker all looked at Tony. Only Tony could save their lives at this point. Otherwise, after the Taliban militants rush in, they will never shout surrender or kill.

The hatred between the Taliban and the United States has been accumulated in countless armed conflicts, and if they surrender now, the Taliban militants may let them and the American GIs live for the sake of propaganda in the future.

"Captain, I'll give you permission to go out and surrender with them now." Tony looked up and glanced into the sky to the east, and seemed to see a group of U.S. fighter jets roaring in the sky more than ten kilometers away through the concrete wall. But he couldn't resist even a minute now.

Tony's words relieved the hearts of the soldiers in the bunker, and the captain suddenly remembered that he did not mention himself in the commander's words just now, so he ...... "Sir, here you are the supreme commander, I beg you to take us out!" The Captain had to use this reason in the hope of dissuading Tony's purpose.

At the moment of speaking, Tony waved his hand and ordered with the last of his strength, as if he was a teenager old, "Captain, I now order you to take them out and surrender!" ”

"I ......"

"Get out!" Tony's eyes widened, and he shouted.

The captain and the rest of the officers knew in their hearts that Tony had really decided. After saluting Tony at the same time, he walked out of cover empty-handed.

After watching the remaining officers and soldiers of the Jibu battalion go out, Tony opened the drawer and took out a peach box from inside. The box was opened, and there was a yellow pistol inside.

This is a copperplate 0.357 caliber Desert Eagle. Brigadier General Stephen, Tony's boss and commander of the 4th Mechanized Infantry Division, gave it to him when he was promoted to the commander of the 402nd Mechanized Infantry Battalion.

Outside the bunker, the captain led more than a dozen soldiers of the infantry battalion to surrender to Nurzai, the leader of the Taliban's armed Afghan guards. Several Taliban militants armed with digital cameras filmed the scene in its entirety.

In the bunker, a gunshot was suddenly heard. The Taliban forces outside were taken by surprise. Could it be that there are still people in it?

Nur Zai motioned to several soldiers to go in and search.

Less than a minute after the gunshots rang out, a roar was heard in the eastern sky.

After half an hour, Charles and David's tactical detachment finally arrived in the sky over Kandahar.

Eight F-16C fighters and four A-10 attack aircraft climbed over the raging clouds to see the lights of Kandahar city.

Charles and David immediately set their sights on the southern suburbs of Kandahar City. The fire was still burning there, and from the pictures transmitted from the satellite to the fighter monitors, it could be seen that the fighting here seemed to be over. Charles and David were shocked by the news.

Through the on-board communicator, Charles reported the situation here to General Freeman at Bagram Air Force Base.

David commanded the A-10 attack aircraft to lower the altitude and try to find targets around the infantry battalion.

"Damn it, what about the soldiers of the Infantry Battalion?" David yelled over the communicator.

"Head, it seems like the fight is over below!" This was stated by a pilot of an attack aircraft in the communicator.

Whether it is a fighter pilot or an attack aircraft pilot, they all understand in their hearts the fate of the infantry battalion. But they couldn't believe it was true. Half an hour ago, Lieutenant Colonel Tony also asked for support from Bagram Air Base, and only half an hour later, was the infantry battalion wiped out by the Taliban forces?

"Head, let's attack!" One of the pilots could not accept the result of the elimination of the infantry battalion and proposed in a crying voice over the communicator.

As members of the U.S. military, these pilots could not accept that a mechanized infantry battalion was wiped out by the Taliban, and hundreds of American soldiers died at the hands of the Taliban.

David didn't answer, and he was thinking about a viable last name for the suggestion. If the infantry battalion and the Taliban forces below were still fighting, then David would definitely not think about it and would give the order to attack, but at this time, the battle was over. The Jibu battalion has been unable to be contacted. And the Taliban militants have disappeared without a trace. However, the pilots knew that in such a short period of time, it was absolutely impossible for the Taliban forces to hide in the mountains, and they must still be hiding in Kandahar city.

David's silence did not discourage the pilots, who had been fighting with David for a long time and were familiar with David's practices. Silence is acquiescence.

The pilots of the three A-10 attack aircraft roared, lowered the aircraft to an altitude of 300 meters to the limit, and roared around the infantry battalion.

Suddenly, a pilot observed through infrared night vision that there were abnormal fluctuations in a small building southwest of the Jibu Battalion.

Without thinking about it, the pilot controlled the plane to hover to the appropriate position, aimed at the small building, and pressed the launcher of the 'Maverick' air-to-surface missile.

(To be continued)