On the outskirts of Hajjah, a Saudi military camp. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How's it going, there's a new order?"

The communications officer shook his head and checked again, but it was still the same, and he had not received an order to fight from King Fahd's military city.

Colonel Faisal's face was ugly, but he did not embarrass the communications officer.

The order was not received, and it was not the fault of the communications officer.

"Keep an eye on it, and report back to me as soon as you receive the order."

After admonishing the communications officer, Faisal left the battalion headquarters.

The tent he was staying in was nearby, but instead of returning immediately, he lit a cigarette.

It's already dark, it's about seven o'clock in the night, and the battle north of Housi has been going on for a whole day, are the special forces there still holding out?

Faisal didn't know, and no one knew.

In the morning, he received news that a Saudi special forces unit was under siege by thousands of Houthi forces in a village north of Housi.

At that time, he sent a request to the headquarters of the military city of King Fahd and rushed to reinforcements with his troops.

It's a pity that no one bothered.

As for the reason, Faisal knows it.

The arrival of Crown Prince Nayef took away Prince Mohammed's command, at least limited Mohammed's hands and feet, and also caused problems in the chain of command.

If Prince Muhammad had been in command, he would have given orders to Faisal long ago.

Faisal knew very well that if he delayed any longer, even if he received the order tomorrow and dispatched immediately, he would only rush over to collect the bodies of the officers and soldiers who had died in battle.

Whatever the Houthis' intentions, they will launch a general offensive tonight.

"Ahh

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, a scream came from behind him.

Faisal reacted very quickly, just still not fast enough.

When he turned around, he saw a black muzzle and a pistol in the hand of a soldier whose face was painted with camouflage.

On the ground next to him, lay his guard.

The man only knocked the guard unconscious, but did not kill the guard.

"Colonel Faisal?"

Faisal looked at him and didn't say anything, he was the only colonel in this barracks, and the rank on his shoulder was enough to explain his identity.

The next scene took Faisal by surprise.

The man did not shoot, but reversed the muzzle of the gun and handed the pistol to Faisal.

What does that mean?

Of course, there was no need to think about it, because Faisal had already recognized the pistol made of gold and saw the name engraved on the grip.

At this time, inside the village.

"Bang-"

With the sound of gunfire, more than 200 meters away, the armed man, whose legs had been broken and crawling on the ground with his hands, finally stopped his futile struggle.

On the roof of the building, Wang Dong lit a cigarette.

It's just that after taking a puff, the cigarette was taken away by Luo Qing.

How did you survive the day?

Wang Dong felt like a dream, and a nightmare.

In the morning, when the drone blew up six recoilless guns, the enemy also broke into the inner line of defense, that is, the inner courtyard of the three houses.

The enemy used not only grenades, but also rockets.

Around several breaches in the courtyard wall, the two sides fought to the death, and the battle continued until noon, when the enemy was driven out.

Although it succeeded in holding the line, the cost was too great.

Three Pakistani special forces were killed and five were seriously wounded, two of whom were so badly wounded that they did not hold out and died in the afternoon.

Churkin was also wounded and shot in the arm, but he was able to fight.

Redon has been fighting on the front line and has been shot more than a dozen times, but his luck is too good, all of them are on the body armor, and not a single bullet penetrates the body armor.

In addition, seven Saudi special forces were killed or wounded.

By this time, counting the lightly wounded, there were only fourteen personnel left with combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, the enemy's casualties were even heavier.

Although there is no way to count, according to Wang Dong's estimate, after attacking the village, more than 200 enemies were killed alone.

Until noon, the enemy did not attack again.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Dong took Zhang Zilan, Luo Qing, Zhao Huang, Lei Dong and Aziz to fight a counterattack and blow up more than a dozen enemy vehicles.

Although it did not kill many enemies, it effectively delayed the enemy's offensive actions.

Taking advantage of this time, Wang Dong asked Lei Dong to re-plant the bomb, and placed it on the inner defense line, focusing on a few breakthroughs.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the enemy attacked again.

Because of the limited manpower, Wang Dong could only let everyone withdraw to the house and use firepower to make a few breakthroughs.

In this way, the situation became favorable to Wang Dong and them.

The point is that the enemy's losses were also extremely heavy, and their morale was also affected, and when they launched their attacks, they all concentrated on a few breakthroughs.

Obviously, by concentrating in a few locations, the enemy's superiority in forces cannot be brought into play.

As a result, the biggest threat to Wang Dong was the rockets fired from outside the courtyard walls, especially the rockets fired at the houses.

In fact, returning to the house is also tantamount to giving up the breakout, at least not during the day.

Quite simply, the breakout requires vehicles all outside the house. If you let the enemy take control of the courtyard wall, don't try to get close to those vehicles.

Fortunately, the enemy did not change his offensive tactics throughout the afternoon.

At least 100 bodies of armed men were placed in several breaches, particularly in the vicinity of the three main breaches.

It was only after dark that the enemy attack ended.

After four hours of fierce fighting, Wang Dong was already exhausted.

"Damn it, aren't you going to give up?" Luo Qing is the same, even if her stamina is better than Wang Dong, and she has been on the roof of the building in the afternoon.

Wang Dong touched his body, only to find that the last cigarette he had lit at the beginning.

"I'll take a look down there." Wang Dong climbed up.

"If you have something to eat, bring me some, I don't want to move."

Wang Dong nodded and agreed, he was also hungry.

Downstairs, Zhao Huang was distributing food.

Bags of military rations, and there is no heating and there is no place to heat them.

Inside the hall, there were more than a dozen wounded lying on the sidelines, and the bodies of the dead were in another house, not mixed with the wounded.

After a glance, Wang Dong's gaze fell on Zhao Huang.

She was wounded, near the base of her left ear, grazed by shrapnel, although it was not serious, but it was not treated, and she did not have time to treat the wound.

Do you still want to hold on?

Wang Dong knew that even if everyone was ready to die, no one would retreat, but if he continued to persevere, there would be no other result than paying more casualties.

Perhaps, it's time to break through!

In any case, it is already a remarkable miracle to be able to hold back thousands of armed elements for an entire day without even heavy weapons without more than 40 fighters, which is enough to prove the combat effectiveness of this team and win the high attention of Deputy Crown Prince Mohammed.

Isn't fighting here to gain the attention of Muhammad?