Enemy attack! He wanted to shout, but the blood had already passed through his punctured throat and entered his lungs, he covered his throat with both hands, opened his mouth wide, trying to breathe in fresh air, but unfortunately, it was not air that came in, but his blood, and his lungs began to contract violently, which was the instinctive reaction of the alveoli soaked in blood, and he fell down in pain.

The soldier next to him, already knowing that the situation was not good, was just about to pick up the gun, and another stick, which had already pierced his chest, accurately hit his heart, and he felt something sharp pierce his body, and the pain did not last, and he fell.

"Clear out the two sentinels and move on." A deep voice said.

Several dark shadows, flashing in the night, they nimbly ran over and carried the bodies of the two sentinels away.

Then, touch it inside.

Serrade was just about to cross the corridor in front of him, but Virat in the back grabbed him in time.

Serrade looked behind him, and Verat pointed up.

On top of a huge oil tank, a lookout post was welded out of an iron frame, and on it, there was a soldier standing, and what was even more terrifying was that there was obviously a machine gun there.

The iron frame is relatively high, and if you use a crossbow, you can't reach it, and if you use a gun, you will expose the target.

Virat made a gesture to Serrade and the few people behind him, and a few of them understood, bent their waists, made a big circle, and slowly touched them from the side.

On the side of the oil pipe, there was a ladder that spiraled upward, and they soon came to the bottom of the ladder, and the lookout post was just on the back, and the other party would not find it.

"Up!" Verat gestured.

Serrade suddenly took an arrow step and walked up the steps quickly, and when he landed, the sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Half a circle, Serrade came to the bottom of the sentry post, and he was as slow as a snail crawling.

The sentinels above, not noticing the danger below.

Serrade climbed almost on a ladder and walked over.

After three turns, getting closer and closer to the sentry position, Serrade drew his dagger, held it in his mouth, and crawled slowly.

Suddenly, as if the sentry had discovered something, his eyes lit up, and when he looked this way, he had noticed that the ladder was slowly shaking, and it was the sound of someone coming up.

"Who?" The sentry shouted in Iranian.

Although Serrade didn't understand, he also knew that he had been discovered by the other party.

If you can't surrender, then attack!

Like a tiger pounced on its food, Serrade stepped forward in two steps and ran on the ground.

"Whoa!" The other party had already pulled the bolt, and the M240 machine gun was already in his hand, and in the direction from which the other party came, the black shadow had already pounced, and he did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

"Smack!" Only the sound of the firing pin hitting the primer was heard, but there was no familiar sound of a machine gun shot coming out and the chain moving forward.

Oops, it turned out to be a blind fire!

At this fateful moment, the black shadow had already pounced without hesitation.

He dodged the other party's blow, and a sharp pain came from his arm, which had already added a wound to him.

This sentry was also a man of good skill, and no one in the company could beat him, and he was attacked and slashed, which made him completely angry.

He's going to kill this shadow once and for all! Anger made him lose his mind, and he didn't raise any attack alarm, just pounced hard.

Serrade was very sure that a dagger could be pierced directly into the other party's heart, but who knows, he was easily dodged by the other party, he just gave the other party a knife, and the wound was not fatal.

The space on the sentry post was small, and as soon as Serrade rushed to the railing, he heard the sound of wind in his head.

It seems that the other party is also a master of fighting, and Serrade was in a hurry, so he could only lower his body and slide over from below.

"Boom!" The other party smashed his fist on the railing, bending the iron railing, and if this punch had hit Serrade's body, he would have to break his ribs.

Serrade did not hesitate, and in the process of lowering his body, he completed the action of turning back, and then, stabbed his dagger into the opponent's back.

Who knows, it didn't get in!

It's not that this sentry has any steel and iron bones, but Serrade's dagger, which happened to be tied to the talisman around his neck, and just now in the struggle, the amulet flew behind him, and as a result, it just blocked Serrade's dagger.

Hearing the sound of a sharp object hitting his body, the sentry knew that the other party had stabbed himself again, and although it was blocked by the amulet, there was still some pain in that area.

He kicked his leg backwards, right on Serrade's arm, and the dagger flew to the side.

Then, as he turned, he kicked again, shining on Serrade's body, exerting all of his physical strength.

Although Serrade was also practicing free fighting, there was a clear gap compared to the person in front of him, he was kicked hard, his body slipped, and then, he felt suspended in the air.

This is at a sentry post high in the sky!

In an emergency, Serrade grabbed the railing, and at this time, his body was already suspended in the air.

The sentry licked the wound on his arm, looked at the attacker hanging in mid-air, and stomped his foot on the other's hand.

Serrade felt a sharp pain in his hand, but he couldn't let go, as soon as he let go, he would be crushed.

The sentry once again stomped on the attacker's hands with the soles of his shoes, his eyes already glazed over.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, an arrow flew from behind him, piercing his body accurately.

The sentry turned around in disbelief, and saw several dark figures rushing up, and he tried to step forward, but without moving, he fell.

"Are you alright, Serrade?" The soldier who came up asked.

"It's okay, pull me up." Serrade said.

The various sentinels on the periphery were all being killed neatly, although there was a small accident on the oil tank, it did not affect their progress.

Soon, they came to the barracks north of the refinery, where the company responsible for guarding the refinery was stationed.

On the shelves outside, the soldiers' colorful clothes were still drying, as if they were fluttering flags.

Today is a day worth celebrating, they have finally ended the miserable time of being besieged, and countless colleagues have begun to go out and beat up the Iraqis, so they are very lax today.

Except for the two dozen or so sentinels outside, these people inside have already fallen asleep, and for a long time, their nerves have been tightened, and they have to watch out for Iraqi attacks at any time, and now, they can finally not worry.

Snoring, which can be heard from a long distance.

In the darkness, countless figures rushed over and raised their weapons.

ps: Today's power outage at home, after writing with the only remaining electricity in the notebook, let a friend help upload it, and the second one I don't know if it can be delivered at noon, please understand the readers.

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