Chapter 1: The Temple of Bloody Warfare

The tragic sunset sprinkled the red light on the ruins of the ancient city, showing an inexplicable sadness in the afterglow of the sunset, which was a ruin, but it was ravaged again in the artillery fire, like a girl who lost her arms for the rest of her life, and carved a deep scar on her beautiful face. In the late autumn evening of the exotic country, it is not like the old ones are a little cold, but they also reveal a hearty coolness.

Ling Moyu leaned against a huge granite rock outside the temple, looking at the slowly sinking sunset, and suddenly admired this short and beautiful tranquility. This is his third year as a volunteer in Suliston, from a suave scholar to a predator, just three years like three centuries of vicissitudes, filled with every cell in his body. Her skin, once as white and tender as a woman, has become a strong bronzer and covered with scars. The originally sunny and delicate face has become clear, and the gentle eyes have become extremely cold, and against the backdrop of the straight nose, it is like the rebirth of a medieval warrior.

Before the war, it was a beautiful desert town, known as the "Bride of the Desert", located in the northeast of the capital, and was one of the most important cultural centers in ancient times, preserving many monumental buildings as a metropolis. Once at the crossroads of many cultures, the town's art and architecture were able to blend exotic techniques with local traditions and oriental influences.

Last year, extremist groups launched a large-scale offensive against an ancient city that is thousands of years old and captured it in an all-out way. Then came the brutal destruction, and even the venerable antiquities expert Assad was brutally beheaded.

This is the birthplace of the entire human civilization, and almost all known human civilizations are inextricably linked here. In the face of a turbulent world, can this initial cradle still bring a glimmer of inspiration to mankind?

The government has been struggling to support itself until now, the war continues to be anxious, and the endless street fighting in Suriston has become the new "meat grinder", and I don't know how many young talents are buried under the ruins of this yellow sand.

In the face of extremist groups backed by other countries, the Suliston government, despite the strong support from the East, still seems powerless, difficult to reverse the situation, and even has the possibility of further elimination, in order to increase its own strength and expand the united front as much as possible, the government needs more alliances. The city is now a cross-border zone, with extremist-controlled areas to the north and government-controlled areas to the south.

This was the first time that Ling Moyu had led a team out to fight, and if it weren't for the fact that the government army really couldn't send a well-trained front-line commander, it would have been impossible to send him out. In the past three years, although he has been promoted to captain, he has been fighting opposition and extremist groups in the suburbs of the capital, and rarely leads a team out to fight.

This time, he was tasked with leading a small detachment on a difficult mission to rescue a group of Fenid women who had been kidnapped by extremist groups, including the daughter of the leader of the Fynid people in Suriston. This task is of great significance, the government of Suliston is negotiating with the Fynids, the negotiations have entered a critical stage, and no one is willing to give in to the relevant interests, if the leader's daughter can be rescued at this time, it is undoubtedly an important bargaining chip on the negotiating table.

According to intelligence, the women were to be transported to the base camp of the extremist group for slave sale, passing through a small town, where they waited to ambush the slave convoy and rescue them.

He chose an excellent location, the only road through here was already dilapidated, with ruins on both sides, and the people that Ling Moyu brought in the future arranged it and ambushed it on both sides of the road. Ling Moyu, who retracted his thoughts, looked at the bend of the valley in the distance, the flying dust, and knew that the target had appeared, this convoy had a total of three armed pickup trucks and one truck, two of which were open to the road, one was behind, and the truck carrying people was in the middle, and each pickup truck was sitting with 4 people, all driving 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine guns.

As long as he took out three pickups with a bazooka, it would be considered a complete battle, and such a battle would not be difficult for him. As expected, as a small convoy was passing through the rubble, three rockets hit the pickup truck accurately, and the struggling gangsters inside were quickly shot and killed. The truck driver was a strong man who had been captured, and he was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and a car of women was saved.

Ling Moyu asked the women in the car to be counted, screened one by one, and cleaned up the battlefield. The soldier opened the carriage, unchained them, told them to get out of the carriage and line up, let them walk in front of him one by one, and he took out a picture and compared them one by one. A toned woman with dark brown hair, a black, red, and green headscarf wrapped around her head, a black jacket on her upper body, and a pair of jeans on her lower body, walked over with her head bowed.

"You put your head up." Ling Moyu said calmly, he thought he would see a shy face, but he didn't expect a pair of resolute and resolute eyes to immediately leave a deep impression on Ling Moyu, there was no fear and shyness, only unyielding and calm. These brown eyes are deeply embedded in the eye sockets surrounded by long eyelashes and curved bushy eyebrows, a bundle of hair covers half of the forehead, a high and straight nose, full and flexible lips, a pointed chin, although the face is full of dust, you can still see the firm and smooth skin, and the tightly wrapped leather clothes can faintly see the plump and proud breasts, which is a typical Middle Eastern beauty.

"You're Hasanna?" Ling Moyu looked at the beauty in front of him with a sharp gaze.

"It's me, what do you want?" There is no cowardice in the language.

"You come with us, and the rest of you are free."

"Let them go, and if there's nowhere to go, get into the truck and take you to safety." Ling Moyu said.

Extremist groups are cruel to the predators of foreign women, treating them as personal property, buying and selling them as slaves in the market, and raping and beating them at will. In this area of melee, many armed forces are fighting separately, and it is impossible to distinguish between you and me, there are more moderate ones, but there are more extreme ones, no matter who they fall into, as long as they are not their own people, they are all disasters. When the women heard this, they let them go, and there was a burst of cheers, but most of them had nowhere else to go but to go back to the trucks and wait.

"I'm going with them!" Hazanne tried to follow the others into the truck.

Ling Moyu motioned for the two fighters to get into the truck and send the rest to a safe place, and then let the other two escort Hassana to their warrior chariot together, Hasanna desperately tried to break free, yelling, Ling Moyu ignored her.

Suddenly, a crisp gunfire broke the temporary calm, Ling Moyu looked in the direction of the gunshot, the guard post he had just set up had been killed, a larger stream of smoke and dust rose from the valley, and a larger convoy was heading towards this side.

It's too late to run, the only trucks here can't outrun the chariots behind them just after they set off, and their own warrior chariots can't move so many people. The lieutenant who came with him said to him: "Let's go quickly, the target has been found anyway, don't worry about the others, it's still too late to run!" ”

Ling Moyu frowned and said loudly, "Spread out in formation and prepare for battle!" The well-trained warriors immediately divided into two groups and ambushed into the ruins on both sides, and Ling Moyu and Hazanne hid in a bomb crater together.

The convoy soon came within the range of heavy firearms, "boom", a shell hit a bunker more than 50 meters away from him, and then all kinds of gunfire and explosions continued to sound around, he immediately leaned down, tightly held the SVD in his hand, and carried an AK47 on his back, looking for a target in the crevices of the rocks. Behind a burned military truck, he saw a strip of black cloth flashing by. The wreckage of the truck was small, just a step away from the ruins of the street next to it, and once the black cloth strip scurried into the ruins, it would be considered safe. Ling Moyu slowly put his gun in the middle of the crack in the rock, his sharp eyes staring motionlessly in the scope at the distance of less than 2 meters between the two ruins. The black strip of cloth seemed to be very experienced, waited quietly in the back of the truck for dozens of seconds, suddenly threw out a steel helmet, and then jumped, and in this 0.01 second instant, a crisp gunshot sounded, and only the helmet flew over. A burly man with a full beard and a black turban fell to the ground in pain, and a single hole of 7.62 mm appeared on his left chest, and blood spurted out.

The gunshots and explosions became more and more rapid, there were more and more black turbans, and the bullets from the left flank were particularly violent, "Khalid, pay attention to protect the left flank", Ling Moyu waved his hand to a young Suriston warrior behind him, this is a handsome Suriston fighter who had just passed his 21st birthday, he quickly rolled under the temple pillar lying on the ground, and shot three points in a row with an AK47 to the left. Taking advantage of this, Ling Moyu took out an M18 smoke grenade and threw it out, and under the cover of smoke, he hid behind the steps of the temple.

The two sides were entangled, and among the rubble and rubble, an extremist was behind a broken wall, one in and one out with an AK shooting indiscriminately at this side, shouting something from his mouth. Ling Moyu knew that this was a newly recruited cannon fodder by extremists, and the extremist organization was particularly ruthless with newcomers, pushing them on the front line without strict training to test the opponent's firepower, and these novices were not proficient in their basic tactical movements and could not be killed. Ling Moyu judged his rhythm, and in the PSO-1 scope of the SVD, he saw his head appear in the position of 2, waiting for a vacant position, and when he flashed, he shot his head, just now his mouth was still wide open, blood had gushed out of his throat, his pupils instantly dilated, and he was planted behind the broken wall.

At the same time, he himself was also discovered, a desert camouflage Humvee, a 12.7mm M2HB machine gun fired wildly at him, the hard granite was hit by the large-caliber machine gun, and a cloud of smoke and dust was raised, Ling Moyu was choked and breathless.

He crawled quickly down the stone pillar behind a pile of rubble, and one tumbled behind a large square stone, staring at the Humvee-mounted machine gunner. This is an open-top Humvee without a guard, the machine gunner is half exposed, it is actually a full American military uniform, wearing crossbow goggles, the face is not clear, there is no beard, as if he is not very old.

Ling Moyu tried his best to keep his body close to the ruins, and slowly put the sniper rifle wrapped in desert-colored cloth strips in front of him, from a distance, he was perfectly combined with the ruins, and in the scope he saw that it was a white young man in his early 20s, a bit like a European, maybe another European who was fooled by the extremist organization on the Internet, maybe his parents didn't know that he had come to Suriston, and they would wait for him to go home.

The anger in his eyes reminded Ling Moyu that this was the battlefield, he pulled the trigger, and watched as the machine gunner with a European face threw his head back to the side under the huge impact, and the machine gun was instantly dumbfounded.

Behind the Humvee, Ling Moyu vaguely saw a heavy truck, which came in the direction with its back to him, there was a cannon on it, and the steel plates for protection were welded around it, Ling Moyu's heart tightened, not good, big killer! He retreated to the lowest part of the ruins, observing his surroundings, and there was a crater behind the two piles of ruins, just enough to accommodate a person, but could this small crater save his life? I didn't care much about it, so I went in first to talk about it, and he first held the gun in his arms and rolled directly into the crater.

On the heavy truck opposite, a bearded man with a Caucasian face was adjusting the firing of the 58mm anti-aircraft gun Zhu Yuan was preparing for flat fire, he was well-trained and methodical, and quickly aimed at the ruins where Ling Moyu was hiding, with a loud bang, the ruins where Ling Moyu was hiding just now were almost turned over, and the stones and rubble flew into the crater, if he wasn't wearing a Kevlar helmet, his head would have been smashed.

Ling Moyu felt ominous in his heart, he received information that Hasan, the daughter of the leader of the Phynid people, was mixed in with a group of women and did not reveal her identity. The robbery and trafficking of women by extremist groups is not an important task, there is no need to send a large group of people, at most a few armed pickup trucks can do it, looking at the heavy equipment on the opposite side, Humvees with large-caliber machine guns and anti-aircraft guns, a large number of personnel, must carry out important tasks.

Ling Moyu brought a total of 12 people, these people ambushed the unprepared slave convoy, more than enough, but in the face of a heavily equipped outlaw, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky!

The powerful firepower of the other side suppressed them in the center of the circular ruins and could not raise their heads, at this time it was too late to call for reinforcements, and there was no spare manpower at all.

The power and range of the enemy's firepower far outnumbered their existing weapons, and with the advantage of numbers, a cannonball whizzed by, bombarding a half-meter-thick granite wall not far to his right. With a loud bang, half of the wall, along with the two warriors behind it, turned into powder! The stones and flesh were mixed together, scattered everywhere, and half of his left arm with a palm fell in front of Ling Moyu.

A soldier behind the ruins in front of him on the left wanted to climb over the rubble to join Ling Moyu, and as soon as he leaned out, a 12.7 mm machine gun bullet hit his left shoulder, and the body armor couldn't withstand the instantaneous impact at all, and the tearing force opened the entire chest, and a cloud of blood mist splashed up.

Seven or eight black turbans divided into two groups, flanked from both sides, and quickly infiltrated under the cover of machine guns, throwing grenades while strafing indiscriminately.

Ling Moyu looked at the remaining 7 or 8 people, who were firmly compressed in two craters not far from each other of more than ten square meters, as long as they were advancing a few dozen meters, the outflanked people could still put the grenade into the crater, and the situation was extremely critical!

We must not sit idly by, at the moment of life and death, many years of birth and death made Ling Moyu extremely calm, he observed that the flat-firing anti-aircraft guns no longer shoot, although the heavy machine guns of the Humvee were fierce, but the accuracy was poor. Each point shot had to be adjusted for 2 or 3 seconds, the enemy on the right was moving faster than the one on the left, Ling Moyu calculated the interval of firepower, jumped out of the crater, and rolled over again to hide behind the half-cut stone pillar in front of the right.

Swap the sniper rifle in your hand for an AK, lie on the ground and slam your legs onto the stone pillar, and the moment you slide through the gap in the bunker, you aim at the two extremists running in front of you, which is a point shot. The first one hit the center of the eyebrow, and he fell to the ground without saying a word; Another bullet stabbed obliquely into the ribs of the person behind him, and the man immediately fell to the ground, blood pouring out of his mouth, and his body twitched a few times and did not move.

The other two, seeing that it was not good, immediately found cover and crouched down, strafing indiscriminately in this direction, and one threw a grenade. The grenade drew an arc and landed on the side of Ling Moyu's head, he quickly grabbed the grenade with his left hand and threw it back along the original path, after the "bang", the two people were also silent.

Before the smoke cleared, Ling Moyu immediately leaned down and quickly touched the Humvee. At this time, the machine gun shooter has changed to a person, a thick-haired local, the operation is orderly, and at first glance it looks like an old fritter on the battlefield. At this time, he was close enough to the sought-after to use a grenade, but the two Humvees welded steel plates as armor, and it was useless to rashly use grenades, and there would be new shooters when the shooter was killed, and he would expose himself.

Ling Moyu saw an RPG bazooka and a bullet under the rubble not far away, what a good guy! He immediately crawled towards that side, and seeing that he was about to reach it, his heart couldn't help but sink! The outstretched hand quickly retracted and rolled on the spot under a stone slab. All the movements were done in one go, and it didn't take half a second, his hand just retracted, and a bullet grazed his helmet and kicked up a puff of dust on the ground!

A keen battlefield instinct saved his life, and it turned out that there were snipers and a small trap was arranged. Ling Moyu changed the SVD again, took out another mirror, and searched the other party's location with the reflection, and there was indeed a sniper protecting the machine gun at the top of the ruins next to the Humvee.

The sniper was ready to change positions, put away his gun and slipped behind the Humvee, maybe he was not professional enough, maybe he underestimated Ling Moyu's ability, he held the machine gun as a cover, and did not press his body lower. At the moment when he turned his head, Ling Moyu quickly raised his gun, aimed, and shot the whole action in one go, hitting the back of the heart, and the man rushed forward heavily.

Putting down the sniper rifle, Ling Moyu rolled in front of the bazooka, picked up the bazooka, and aimed it at the Humvee and shot straight over. The warhead hit the side armor of the Humvee, and with a loud bang the Humvee was completely overturned, and the machine gun immediately fell silent.

At the same time, the people who remained in the crater, without the suppression of the machine guns, immediately went into action, and the intensive fire knocked back a small group of people who had outflanked the left flank.