Chapter 26: One Man's War (Part II)

(Demon Youth: The problem in the previous chapter has been solved, thanks to the small array of children's shoes for appearing on the weekend to solve problems.) Today's double update has been published in full~)

After the 911 incident, the United States launched a fierce attack on the Taliban and al-Qaeda, Shaida was in the Tolapula Mountains in western Afghanistan at that time, under the indiscriminate bombardment of B-52 bombers every day, relying on the complex terrain of the mountains, and the veteran special forces from all over the world to engage in a tug-of-war, he buried his brother again and again, and again and again tightened his grip on the gun! In the end, after making sure that the leader was safe and sound, Shaida and several of his brothers miraculously escaped from the mountains of Tora Bora into Pakistan on a snowy night, avoiding the blockade of British and American special forces.

The people who can survive in that war where the strength is too disparity, and the enemy is too strong and I am weak, must be a super elite with both strength and luck! After suffering a heavy blow in Afghanistan, it only took a few years for Al Qaeda to recover its vitality and become active again among Islamic militant organizations in many countries and regions around the world, which is inextricably linked to the fact that they have a group of veterans like Shaida who have strong beliefs and have been through many battles.

"Master, what do you think of my knife?"

A young man presented a bayonet to Shaida like a monkey, and Shaida, who knew a lot about weapons, could conclude at a glance that it was a three-sided military stab often used by Chinese scouts during the Vietnam War. The texture of this bayonet can only be said to be average, and the function is too simple, and it has long been eliminated by the squadron, but its lethality is still not to be underestimated. As long as a person is stabbed by it, even if it is a non-fatal part, the wound will die of rapid blood loss because the wound cannot be sutured and bandaged. The young man was clearly in love with the new toy that had been found out of nowhere, "If I get my chance, I'll kill the Ugandan invaders at the airport like chickens!" ”

Looking at the child in his early twenties, licking his lips and his eyes still shining with excitement, Shaida shook her head secretly.

The lack of professional military training and the lack of actual combat experience have become a serious obstacle that Islamic militant organizations in various countries and regions in the world must overcome if they want to develop.

Stabbing into the enemy's body with a three-edged bayonet, watching the blood spurt out like a fountain, and admiring the enemy's fear and despair in the face of death at close range, this is of course very cool, very relieving, and very windy, but may I ask, a gunner who has to spend a lot of time to train, does not hide in a safe position, and uses shells to kill and suppress the enemy in a large area, but has to rush up and fight with a bayonet with an enemy who has an absolute advantage in both numbers and weapons, this is not an idiot and what is it?!

Ignoring the boy scout-style apprentice, Shaida opened a green tin box the size of a car battery, eight 60 mm caliber mortar shells, divided into two rows and neatly stacked in the box.

The four apprentices took turns picking up a shell from the shell box and formed a small human dragon in front of the mortar. As soon as Shaida gave the order, they took turns to load the shells, and in 16 seconds, they could use the "manpower rapid fire method" similar to the US Marine Corps to dump the entire box of shells into the Mogadishu airport opposite. Then quickly dismantle the gun mount, carry the mortar and evacuate the battlefield along the predetermined route of Shayda.

Don't look at this set of actions as simple as it says, but just "tacit cooperation", Shaida trained them for four months.

Shaida crouched in a hollow of a broken wall, carefully minimizing the possibility of exposing her body, and then raised the telescope in her hand. The telescope in Shaida's hand, from Russia, has a very good effect, even from a distance of more than 1,000 meters, Shaida can still see those Ugandan peacekeepers armed with automatic rifles, patrolling and security at the airport, and can clearly see tanks and armored vehicles parked in all corners of the airport.

Shaida slowly raised his right hand and was silent for about half a minute, until he was sure that there was no movement in the airport, and then his arm suddenly swung downward.

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A few seconds passed, but the familiar sound of mortar fire did not sound, Shaida turned around, and before the low rebuke that rushed to his mouth could be released, he saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes that were as cold and ruthless as a lone wolf, full of confidence in killing with one blow!

Immediately afterwards, a palm slashed directly into Shaida's neck, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and Shaida didn't know anything.

"Whoa......

Someone poured half a pot of water on Shaida's head, stimulated by the cold water, Shaida regained consciousness, but he didn't subconsciously jump up or shout, not even a little trembling of his body, he just used a slow, least alert speed to slowly open his eyes.

They were still behind the rubble, and the Shaida's finely tuned mortars were still standing there, ready to attack Mogadishu International Airport, two kilometres away, if anyone loaded them with shells. However, the four apprentices who followed closely behind Shaida were tied up strongly.

Seeing the ropes that bound her apprentice clearly, Shaida couldn't help but sigh, and the last trace of luck in her heart disappeared completely.

The enemy, who had silently crept up behind them and stunned all five of them, used their own shoelaces to tie the thumbs and little fingers of each man's hands tightly, and then through their wrists, tying them tightly. Binding the legs with a belt, such a binding method seems simple, but it completely suppresses the movement space of human hands, not to mention a few terrorists who can only be described as a boy scout, even if they are professional soldiers, they will not want to be tied off in a short time.

The most terrible thing is that the other party took off the pants of the four apprentices, and with a little carelessness, the thin steel wire that would cut through the skin, tied the most fragile and sensitive part of the men's body, and finally the four thin steel wires were concentrated on a bayonet inserted into the ground, and when necessary, as long as the other party pulled out the bayonet lightly, the four apprentices would directly lose their resistance because of the pull and pain of a certain part of the body.

Only those special forces who have really seen blood on the battlefield and have learned to disregard life will use this kind of binding technology that may hurt the target limb at any time, and once exposed by the media, it will inevitably attract criticism from humanitarians. And Shaida must admit that, after discarding the humanitarian position, this purely practical approach is very effective.

As for Shaida, he finally didn't have his pants stripped off, and the other party used an old wire three or four meters long, first fixed the upper body with the wrist and neck binding method, and then tightened and tied the ankle joints of the two feet with the other end of the wire, and at the same time tied Shaida's neck, arms, and legs together, forming the most stable triangle in physics, so that they could not break free no matter what kind of action they made.

Even so, the other party was not reassured, and untied Shaida's belt, added another "sieve" to his arms, and then used one of Shaida's shoelaces to tie the thumbs of his hands together.

Tied up like this, the only joint in Shaida's body that could barely move was her neck. In the TV series, after the protagonists were captured by mistake, they were fearless and surrounded by the enemy, while quietly sending their hands to the sharp stones behind them and constantly rubbing until the rope was worn off and then suddenly launched a counterattack.

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