Chapter 189: Forty-Eight Hours (10)
Perhaps he understood what I meant, and the people near the gate were once again organized to attack the interior. On the other side, the direction of Vurich was more intense, with explosions flashing from time to time, and from my point of view, I could see that there were people in the three buildings who were shooting from time to time. The places where the shots were fired did not seem to be fixed, nor did they continue to fire for a long time, and most of them stopped after a few shots, and when they stopped here, the fire flashed elsewhere.
The oil bottle handed me a piece of paper, and I glanced at what was written, "Jairni has entered the courtyard with men." The terrain of the whole courtyard is not good, it is an open field with debris, waste machinery and weeds. At present, the other side has withdrawn all the people who advanced out before and resisted on the first and second floors of several buildings. It is very difficult to continue the attack. β
Reinstatement of manpower, that's for sure. The other side is shrinking defense, nothing surprising. At the moment, the other side is fighting according to my vision, and their attention is being drawn more and more to the side of Vurich, which is very good.
I looked at the oil bottle, "That's right." Tell Jairni that he is facing a group of experienced mercenaries. I don't need to give him science at this point. The difficulty is good, but I still have to keep going on top, my requirements are simple, forward, attack, attack! Make a posture to storm those three buildings with Vuriqi's side, don't think that you are just a feint, he is the main attack now, at least let him believe that he and his people are attacking with all their might. β
Shortly after the oil bottle was contacted, Jairni's men moved again. More people entered the factory under cover, and from some of the broken walls, some were attacking a building in the dark of night and under the cover of their companions. But these people didn't go far before they were discovered, and the bullets from the upper floors knocked down several figures in an instant. The men in the rear increased their cover, and there were explosions in those places where the fire flashed. The attackers below then continued to get up and move forward, and soon as they got up, they were attacked by explosives, and several more figures were drowned in the flames of the explosion.
This scene reminds me of Chechnya, and it is impossible to remember exactly which battle. I only remember that together we attacked a place where the Russians were strong, and we went forward with the Chechens and fought our way forward in the face of the heavy Russian fire. The corpses of the war dead were littered along the way, but the men who followed them still straddled and even stepped over them, continuing to storm the Russians. Now the people of Jairni are going through something like this. This scene is actually a kind of torture for me as a fellow party. Because these people are acting exactly on my instructions, and those who have fallen have paid with their lives precisely because of my decisions. And it's still going on.
"Isn't it almost? Do you want to let Fersa and Bogdan do it. The oil bottle suddenly handed over a piece of paper. This is undoubtedly his own meaning, not on behalf of others.
I was tempted to get them to do it, but I found that when it came time to make the decision, I started to hesitate again. Isn't it any longer? I've been thinking about this all the time. I want better results, better timing. But I can't be prepared to say what is good, that is, I can't say it to myself.
"Is it almost?" I asked.
The oil bottle nodded and immediately wrote a line, "Jairni just told me that they have suffered heavy losses. If he doesn't do it, it will be difficult for him to organize an attack again. β
I looked ahead after reading it, and at the moment Jarni's men were still attacking. But the intensity has begun to decline. I gritted my teeth and looked at the oil bottle, "Fraisa and Bogdan are on the move. But keep the pressure on Jairni. β
The oil bottle nodded and immediately began to contact. I looked at the group of people on standby, who had been left behind by Faisa. After thinking for a moment, I looked at the oil bottle and said, "Twenty people will be allocated to Jairni." Let him resist and never let go. β
After twenty people quickly went out towards Jairni. I found a place to sit down by myself, and I was tired at the moment. The injured leg has been completely numb at the moment, and if it weren't for the constant tension, it is estimated that the concentration would have been unable to hold on. Now, at least for now, there's nothing I can do. I've done everything I need to do, and I'm just waiting to see what the last card will look like when it's played.
I looked at the oil bottle, which looked nervous, as if I had gone back to when I first met him. He had been listening attentively to the communication between them in Fesa, and he had listened quietly.
Knowing that the last of the men had begun to move and had been reinforced by twenty men, Jarni again intensified his attack. And the same should be true with Vurich. I looked at the oil bottle and said, "How's it going with Farza and Bogdan?" β
"Everything is normal now, and their team has been led into the gutter by the same people who found it before." They waited for the group to find their way before moving on. β
I nodded, this seems slow, and it seems a little unfair to those of us who are feinting now, after all, the more time passes, the more casualties will be paid by those in charge of feints. But in fact, this is the safest, after all, none of us have ever entered that place, since we have reached the most critical step to kill, it is not how fast it is, but how to be safe, one step to put the other party to death.
After about three minutes, the oil bottle suddenly began to write quickly on the paper, and then he handed it over, and I saw, "It has been discovered, and the exit is in a cistern-like place next to a building, and when you get out, you are already under the building." Now personnel are coming in in batches. β
"Good." I said, "Tell Jairni and Vurich about that as well." They are struggling and are more eager than we are to know about these advances. β
Just as the oil bottle was in contact, the old guy Younis came to my side, he seemed to have something to say, but when he saw that the oil bottle was busy, he took a pen and paper and wrote a paragraph.
This passage is written in English, and to be honest, this old thing can't hear English at all, and even the handwriting is very good. But what he brought was not good news, and when I saw the news, I stood up.
Two names were written on the paper, "Keqiman, Fastich." And then there's "They've secretly sent a group of people to come here." β
After the contact with the oil bottle was over, I immediately motioned to the oil bottle to prepare to write. I looked at Younis and said, "Is this news reliable?" How many people did they dispatch? By whom, did they themselves lead it? β
"The current intelligence of the collective number is that it adds up to about a hundred people in total. These people split up and walked in groups, not in a group. Younis said as he dragged the oil bottle as he wrote on the paper.
What does that mean? Want to hide your whereabouts? The goal is too big to gather together, and everyone walks separately and then gathers at a certain location? Or are these people inherently each with different tasks?
I looked at Younis, "What do you think they're trying to do?" β
Younis shook his head, "I don't know exactly what it is. But no matter what we do, I think what we're guarding against at the moment is that they're going to help the people here, to take care of the people here. As for the others ... Is it important? β
"That's a good point. But if they come and pick it up, I don't have any manpower at the moment. You tell them that there are a hundred people in total. It's not a lot, but if we really want to do it, we'll be very passive. I said.
Younis was equally aware of the situation, and he didn't speak after I said it. There is nothing he can do about this matter at the moment. I thought for a moment and said, "Paul, how are they?" Has FastiΔ's family arrived? β
Younis shook his head and said, "Not yet." It's going to take some time. It should be soon, though. β
I nodded, "If you get it, let them contact Fastich as soon as possible." β
Younis nodded, "Don't worry." I'm much more skilled than you in this kind of thing. β
After he had finished writing this sentence, he suddenly added, "Frasa and they have entered the building. β
"Excellent! Let them steady. I said as I looked at the remaining Serbs, "Take them over." No, let's go together. After saying that, I looked at Younis and said, "Contact Vukovic and ask them when they will be here." Get him as soon as possible, now I need manpower. And Grande, ask him where he is? Let him speed up. Younis nodded and immediately began to make contact.
At this moment, no matter whether it succeeds this time or not, the people on the other side will come here. Then again, I have to gather all the men I can here. Maybe the final showdown is coming here.
How will the NATO doglegs trapped in the factory struggle? Use your imagination. How will the battle play out after that? Comments are welcome...
(End of chapter)
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