On the calm Shatt al-Arab, the water ripples and imprints the afterglow of the setting sun, and two speedboats, paddling through the sparkling lake, sail north.

Compared with helicopters, the speed of a speedboat is much slower.

Warish looked at his military watch and secretly calculated the time, so that when he arrived at the port of Abadan, it was exactly midnight, which was a good time for a sneak attack.

The special combat team behind him is fully prepared, although it is almost all equipped with light weapons, but there are also attack weapons such as bazookas and anti-tank missiles, and they can also be supported by twin 37mm guns on the speedboat at any time.

The night was getting dark, and after a long voyage, the silhouette of the huge port of Abadan was already visible.

Due to the war, the port of Abadan has long since lost its busy scene, and the three berths that can berth 10,000-ton ocean-going freighters have been empty, except for two small barges, which are left alone in the port.

Although it is still in the midst of the war, since Iraq's navy can be said to be almost zero, there are not too many positions set up in the port of Abadan to defend the water, only two artillery batteries and a few American-made howitzers are placed there.

The defense of the port of Abadan is mainly in the northeast direction, that is, in the direction of the city, if the Iraqis attack Abadan, then the last to fall will definitely be here, so the dense positions are arranged on the land side as the last defense.

Therefore, landing from the port at this time just hit the soft underbelly of the defenders, which is also the tactic determined by Zhang Feng after aerial reconnaissance.

The political axe building and the oil refinery are far away from here, and the special combat team does not have enough personnel, so the defense there is relatively tight, and the 35th Division has to take advantage of the darkness of the night to carry out rapid maneuvers, and only after dawn can it attack Abadan, and by that time, the port must have received the news, and if it attacks the port again, it will suffer great losses.

Therefore, Zhang Feng decided to make a surprise attack and occupy the port of Abadan from the water, which was like a sharp dagger stuck in the soft underbelly of the Iranians.

Just let Khomeini's flesh hurt!

The main force of the surprise attack, in addition to the third team led by Warikh, also had a company of infantry, the Sidewinder special forces were in front first, clearing the threat, and the company behind was following to expand the results.

The victory during the day made the harbor relax its vigilance, although in the darkness of the night there was the sound of the speedboat motors, and the soldiers on guard were not suspicious, and there were two patrol boats in the harbor, which often patrolled the water, and these sounds were very similar.

Soon, the sound of the motor died down.

As they approached the pier, the two speedboats turned off their motors and slowly approached the shore with the help of the current.

"Ready to go ashore." Warich said.

The guns had all been checked, and the soldiers carried their guns behind their backs, bent over their waists, waiting for the speedboat to shake when it made contact with the dock.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the speedboat crashed into the dock's cushioned waste tires.

"Quick, get off board!" Warish said, and the first one jumped ashore.

The two soldiers jumped up, divided into a fan, and stood on guard with the outside world.

Not found.

Behind him, the soldiers rushed out and quickly occupied the pier.

"A few of you, deal with the south battery, and a few of you, solve the north battery. Be careful not to make too much noise, and for the rest, follow me into the harbor. "Warich quickly assigned tasks.

Suddenly, the special forces team members divided into three groups and ran inside.

Then, the infantry company also went ashore, followed behind the special combat team, and rushed inside.

The harbor was silent, and not even a single sentry standing guard was noticed.

Warih was a little excited, and sure enough, as planned, entering the port of Abadan from the water was simply an undefended lot!

A few special forces members reached for the battery to the north, where there were two American-made 155mm howitzers, in addition to guarding against the Shatt al-Arab, the shells fired could even threaten the province of Basra on the other side, which has always been a thorn in the thorn of the Southern Military District.

The harbor is very flat and wide, with no shelter, and if the other party can be vigilant at this time, several people will be hit into a hornet's nest by the bullets that rain wildly.

They bent over and touched the bottom of the gun emplacement, but no one noticed them.

The Iranian defenders are indeed careless. Even in such an important place, there are no sentinels?

The leading special forces team member touched the gun emplacement, and just after taking two steps, he felt that he had stepped on a soft mass.

"Oh shit, who stepped on me?" One of the men below shouted in Iranian, and he was sleeping soundly.

Maybe it was the person who changed the whistle, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, and before he could see who it was, he felt a flash of knife light in front of him, and then, there was a heart-wrenching pain in his throat.

"Grunt", he tried to breathe, but his trachea had been cut.

He clutched the damaged area hard, trying to restore it to its original state, but unfortunately, it was useless, blood dripped down his fingers, and his vision had begun to blur.

"Whoa," Suddenly, there was the sound of pulling the bolt from the front.

"Who?" Another soldier, who was in charge of keeping watch on the gun position, finally reacted.

However, before he could reply, the dagger was thrown by the special operators and inserted into his chest accurately.

"Poof!" The soldier fell to the ground.

The special combat team members did not dare to be careless, and after careful inspection, they were sure that there were only these two sentries, and they were really dangerous just now, and they were almost exposed.

Having occupied the battery, they were not idle, and several men worked together to turn the artillery one hundred and eighty degrees, and the muzzle of the gun was directed to the inside of the port, and then, adjusting the angle of fire, aimed at the line of defense at a distance of five kilometers, and in a moment, if there was a situation, these guns could provide fire support to their infantry.

The artillery positions on the other side were also quickly acquired.

Warikh, with his soldiers, went inside the harbor.

The harbor was huge, several miles long, to be able to reach the buildings of the harbor, and most of the troops stationed in the harbor must have slept there.

In his sleep, these careless Iranians were captured, and it was really a bit of a feeling of victory, and Warich realized that since following His Excellency Qusay, he felt that the Iranians seemed to have become stupid, especially in this battle of Abadan, the Iranians were simply led by the nose by His Excellency Qusay, Allah is above, it is simply amazing.

"Da-da-da," suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Warish turned around in surprise, oh no, this group of idiot GIs actually made such a serious mistake!

A recruit in the infantry company, because of excessive nervousness, the AK-47 rifle in his hand actually went off, and it was still a three-point shot!

ps: Thanks for the reward, it's still out of power today, and it's uploaded outside.

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