“oh，my，god!”

"It's over・・・・・・"

“NO・・・・・・”

The moment the air-to-surface missile fell, the only few soldiers in the encirclement who reacted grew their mouths and looked at the big guy that was supposed to fall on the head of the rebels on the opposite side in the sky.

"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded, and Lin Qingdu, who was more than 500 meters away from the explosion site, was shocked and his ears ached.

At the moment of the explosion of the air-to-ground missile, the surrounding 100-meter area was completely illuminated, and the explosion washed away the 50-meter area around the center landing point, leaving not a single grass to grow.

Lin Qing's bodyguard group, which had dispersed, was also affected by the pond fish, a distance of 100 meters, although they were not directly affected by the explosion, but the shock wave generated by the explosion still had enough lethality, and the two bodyguards who protruded from the dodge position were directly carried into the air by the shock wave, and fell to the ground after flying about 50 meters in the air, spitting blood in their mouths, the whole person was convulsed, and obviously could not survive.

The huge shock wave brought everything around, and after the explosion, it rained sand and dust in the sky, sand, mud and all kinds of vegetation fell from the sky, and one of the British armored vehicles was also moved by a distance of dozens of meters!

As for the British soldiers in the encirclement, there is no trace of them at all, they are located in the very center of the air-to-surface missiles, and it is very unfortunate that all of them are gathered together, and the missiles seem to have fallen in the middle of them with good luck, and maybe tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the local residents passing by here can find a British soldier's helmet a few hundred meters away, or a part of the body, maybe nothing, directly blown into slag.

"Phew! Bah! Bah! The night spat and came out of the ground, he didn't expect the power of this air-to-surface missile to be so powerful, he was about a hundred meters away, and he was disgraced by the shock wave formed by the explosion.

Got up from the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled Nikolai, who was buried in the ground together, the two looked at each other, and immediately laughed, the current image of the two people is very funny, their bodies are covered with dust, and their faces are also stained with a lot of mud because of the nervous sweat just now, it looks like a mud man who has just rolled in the mud for half a day. "Phew! Bah! Bah! "There are people crawling out of the ground around me, slapping the dirt on their bodies, watching everything around them in amazement, doesn't it mean that they may be hit by the air? Why are you so good, the British are gone?

After the huge explosion, Lin Qing's bodyguard group was affected by more than a dozen people, but only two people died, and the rest were more or less injured in their internal organs, and there was no major problem.

Three minutes later, the battlefield was cleaned up, and in the small-scale encounter on the battlefield, Lin Qing's bodyguard group sacrificed five people and slightly injured sixteen people, which was considered a heavy death and injury, and the casualties of one-third of the people were not insignificant.

"Carry the bodies of all the people who died in the car, take them all away, and leave no one behind!" Lin Qing returned to the edge of the battlefield, looked at the body of Wuyu and sighed slowly, they are all Chinese brought out by Sanshui, the experience on the battlefield is not as rich as that of mercenaries, suitable for being a bodyguard, but the battlefield still needs more training.

Lin Qing thinks this is not to say that the Chinese soldiers are not good, but that these soldiers have not experienced actual combat and have never seen blood, so they are still a little deficient in the real battlefield!

Sanshui silently took off the hat on his head, lowered his head, and there were already tears in his eyes, although he had told them before leaving the country that this trip was very dangerous, but these comrades-in-arms chose to believe in themselves, but they were not able to bring them back completely.

Lin Qing gently patted Sanshui's shoulder: "Sanshui, let's organize a special team of bodyguards in the future, specifically responsible for my usual safety, these people are from the country early, when I go to some dangerous areas, I will take some mercenaries!" ”

"Head! ・・・・・・”

"Don't say it, they're fine, don't worry, I won't treat them badly, let's go, there will be a chance for revenge in the future, the British, they won't be arrogant for too long!"

"Hmmm! Thank you, head! ”

After Lin Qing bowed deeply to the remains, he returned to the car, and after the convoy collected the remains of several sacrificed soldiers, it began to leave for Baghdad.

At this time, in Baghdad, in the joint command center of the troops in Iraq.

A group of technicians from all over the world looked at the computer screen in amazement, all of them opened their mouths wide, and some of the more emotionally developed female technicians had already shed tears.

"God, how is this possible!"

"Damn, that's not true!"

"Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on!"

Exclamations rang out in the hall, and everyone grew up and let out exclamations, completely in disbelief at what was happening before them.

A middle-aged man with a major general on his face pushed open the door of the control center and walked in, glanced at the people who were still in a state of shock, and roared loudly: "Can any of you tell me what happened and why the missile hit our friendly troops!" ”

"General, I think there may be a deviation in manual guidance!" A technician walked in tremblingly and told his guess.

"Deviations in manual guidance? Do you mean that the brains of the hand-guided British soldiers are pigs? Aimed the missile at his own head! ”

"General, I didn't mean that・・・・・・"

The major general didn't listen to the technician's explanation at all, and turned to look at everyone in the room: "You'd better find out what the cause is for me as soon as possible, if you can't find the reason, we won't be happy!" ”

After saying that, the Major General turned around and walked back to his office, it was supposed to be a comfortable day for Major General Dalon this year, everything was calm, there were no accidents, and after today, he would have two weeks of vacation, which allowed him to go anywhere in the world to enjoy.

But just as Major General Dahlon was about to go to bed, his assistant told him the bad news that the damned Brit was surrounded by a group of militants and was calling for help.

Since he is the general on duty today, he rushed to the command room as soon as he got the news and personally issued a support order, and this level of exchange of fire and support will happen many times in Iraq in a week, and it will not be the first time, nor will it be the last.

Darren quickly contacted the nearest support unit to the incident, a French air force that was on routine live-fire patrol.

Everything is moving according to the normal trajectory, the team is in distress - calling for support - air strike - successfully retreating, as if everything is going on according to this script.

When the air-to-surface missile was successfully launched and successfully guided, Major General Dalon already had a relaxed smile on his face, things have developed to this point, and only the British need to calmly convoy is needed.

With a smile on his face, Dalon walked out of the command hall, lit a cigarette, and was about to think about where he was going for tomorrow's vacation, but he had just taken two puffs when the assistant hurriedly ran out of the command hall.

"General・・・・・・

"What's wrong? Is the matter over? Can I go back and rest? Darren took a puff of his cigarette and looked at his assistant with a pleasant smile.

The assistant shook his head, fine sweat broke out on his head, and his tone of voice became stammering: "General, something happened, our missiles hit the British troops!" ”

"Oh, that's good, what! You repeat? Daren was unimpressed at first, but by the time he heard what was being said, the cigarette butt in his hand had slipped from his fingers.

"General, our missile hit the units of the British and blew up by mistake!"

"Damn it!" Daren cursed fiercely and walked into the command hall.

assistant

(To be continued.) )