The remaining rebels arranged for the villagers to evacuate.

It was all old and weak, women and children, and the men of the village had already carried guns to join the rebels, even the women - the phrase that the war made women go away was completely invalid here.

Watching them work, Cowell gossiped: "The brutality of IS has reached a certain limit, either resist or die, those who have the ability will resist, I heard that there are Kurdish female soldiers in Syria, all girls." ”

"Isn't that also here?" An Yang looked at the soldiers who were helping the villagers carry their belongings, both men and women, uniformly wearing desert gray uniforms and rebel armbands.

Cowell explained: "There is a widespread rumor in IS that it is a terrible thing to be beaten to death by a woman, and that you can't go to heaven after you die, and you lose 72 places. Woman. ”

An Yang understood: "Ahmad is still capable, psychological deterrence, people's war, he will make more people follow him and be loyal to him." ”

Cowell nodded, and then asked, "Shall we go to camp with them later?" ”

"I guess it's too late." An Yang glanced at the direction IS came from earlier, and the little leader they killed happened to be the son of the big boss.

The news has not yet been sent back, but after disappearing for a long time, it will inevitably be searched, and more troops will come from IS to find a way to attract the big leader, and An Yang can take the opportunity to kill him.

So Cowell shouted to them to speed up: "Bring only the urgent ones, there is not much time, and your enemies will soon catch up." ”

The rebels and the villagers couldn't help but speed up, and the female soldier looked at the two guys who were only talking and watching the excitement, and walked over hesitantly.

Both Anyan and Cowell stared at her directly.

The female soldier wears a desert-colored military uniform, plus a tactical vest, and the only difference from the man is that she also wears a headscarf, but her face and hair are exposed, and more of it is around her neck to protect herself from wind and sand.

Her face was a little dirty, her tears had dried up, but she could still see the pain of losing her relatives in her eyes, and her strange ice blue eyes shimmered with a unique color in the dark world.

"Can you help us?"

She was a little embarrassed to be stared at by two big men, and after she finished speaking, she turned to point to a house: "The weapons inside need to be moved, we don't have enough manpower." ”

Cowell looked at the boss, and An Yang put the gun behind his back: "Okay." ”

The female soldier nodded heavily, led the way with some brisk steps, and said in a low voice: "My name is Hasina, thank you for coming to the rescue just now." ”

"Hmm." An Yang answered, but had no intention of continuing to exchange information, anyway, it was just a meeting in Pingshui, and he might not see each other again in the next moment.

Seeing that they were not interested in communicating, Hassina also stopped talking and took them to the backyard of the house, where in addition to weapons, there was a Soviet-made 57-mm anti-aircraft gun.

This thing is broken, it is very heavy, and several rebels can't handle it, An Yang stepped forward: "Let me come." ”

When the rebels saw the two robots, they moved out of the way. Anyan and Cowell were each in charge of one side, lifting up the anti-aircraft guns that several of them could not move, and dragging them out.

Everyone watched in amazement, this power was beyond their imagination.

One of the elders thanked him: "Stranger who does not know your name, may Allah bless you, even if you and I have different beliefs!" ”

An Yang signaled not to talk nonsense: "Hurry up and go!" IS will catch up, and we will stay here for a while to help you intercept. ”

Hasna looked at the two mysterious men, whose names she still didn't know, remembered their appearances in her mind, and turned to follow the convoy.

A few pickup trucks departed, and Hassina discussed with her companions: "They won't be able to resist, we need to hurry back and call for reinforcements." ”

But there was a disagreement among his peers: "They are secret officers, and they obviously don't want us to interfere." Besides, they are infidels and are not worth it. ”

Hasna objected: "They just saved us, Fasher, if it weren't for them, you would definitely have your throat cut!" You're going to die! ”

El Fasher is still not optimistic: "The IS firepower is very strong, and the troops have been operating in the north recently, and the transfer of people will weaken the security of the camp." ”

Hasna said, "Then I'll go back to them." ”

Fasher was: "Stupid woman! You've only been in the army for a few days? The world around is cruel enough that Allah will only bless its people. ”

Hasna did not give up: "Allah sent them to save us, they are friends, and they are fighting for us against the enemy, and I will definitely help them." ”

"You will die!" said Farsher! ”

She was already alone, and she was particularly determined: "They (IS) will be more afraid of me!" ”

……

Intelligence has already monitored the target, and after the big boss learned that his son was dead, he angrily led the troops to chase after him, with a full number of 200 people, more than 30 vehicles, and fierce firepower.

"Two hundred?" An Yang suddenly felt bad, there were only two people on his side, and two hundred people on the other side...... Even if you open a plug-in, you can't win.

After Cowell learned of the situation, he recommended stronger firepower: "There are armored personnel carriers in the camp, and the firepower and protection are good, and they can be used for sneak attacks." ”

"Check it out."

Cowell was talking about an American M-1126 armored personnel carrier, the original armament was a 12.7mm machine gun, but now a 25mm machine gun.

"The 25mm gun is for the M2 Bradley tank, because the Iraqi government does not allow contractors to use tracked vehicles, but it does not stipulate small-caliber shells, so we dismantle the machine gun and install it on an eight-wheeled armored vehicle."

"I like this guy!" An Yang loves this kind of ferocious firepower, which is obviously a combination of evasive policies, all-rounders of troop, firepower and defense.

Two people are enough to operate, one person is responsible for driving and one person is responsible for controlling the weapon.

Time was pressing, there was not much nonsense, and the people and cars were teleported to the vicinity of the village, and the IS was halfway, and An Yang used this time to familiarize himself with the operation.

The weapon operation is carried out by hiding in the car, through the observation and sighting equipment, but Anyang does not need it, with the help of intelligence, it can be done with his eyes closed.

The same is true for Cowell, where the outside scene is shown directly on the helmet and is in the third person, as well as playing a racing game.

With the blessing of the plug-in, coupled with the heavy firepower, the adrenaline begins to secrete.

When the enemy approached, and the yellow sand was visible to the naked eye, the armored vehicle was launched. When the enemy forces approached the village and stopped, the opportunity came.

A short teleportation, the chariot descends from the sky.

"Keep moving at high speed, the enemy has rockets!" Anyan said loudly, although the armored car has a grid installed, it is not omnipotent.

"Understood!" Cowell is ready for drag racing, an eight-wheeled armored car with strong off-road capabilities and a maximum speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

The car rumbled and jolted, and the interface of Anyan's helmet showed the location of enemy pickups, armored vehicles, heavy machine guns, and rockets.

He prioritizes the elimination of targets that pose a threat to armored vehicles...... The first to be aimed at a high-pitch flat-firing cannon mounted on a pickup truck.

The 25-mm cannon on the roof of the car immediately roared.

The muffled sound of cannon fire could be heard in the car, and even a pickup truck with 12.7mm bullets could not stop it, let alone face 25mm shells.

There was only one result, multiple shells fell on the pickup, shredding it and hitting it back into a parts state. The crowd and vehicles hiding behind also suffered.

The car with the iron lump could not be shot, not to mention the people in the car and next to them, who were hit and waited to pick up the minced meat - if it was possible to tell whose piece of meat it was.

The armored vehicles in the convoy were also not spared, its armor was able to withstand ordinary heavy machine guns, but it was still so fragile in the face of armor-piercing shells.

Cowell maneuvered at high speed around the enemy in a semi-circular route, and the vehicles of the IS were close to each other, and this large pile of iron lumps was simply a delicacy for machine guns.

An Yang increased the rate of fire of the cannon by 500 rounds per minute, which meant that it was devastating to be able to form a barrage and fall on these vehicles and people.

There is no difference between the human body and steel at all, and under such a "meat grinder" type of blow, it is in vain to wear any body armor, and it is not safe to hide anywhere.

Surrounded by a high speed, An Yang scrapped more than a dozen enemy vehicles in one go, killed countless people, and that place became a bloody hell full of holes!

This successful sneak attack paralyzed nearly half of IS's motor vehicles.

"U-turn! I'm going to overturn the commander's armored car! ”

Feeling invincible in the world, Anyan told Cowell to go around and chase his target.

After a round of inhumane shells, IS finally came to its senses, abandoned the vehicles one after another, and broke them into pieces, so that Anyang's kill rate was decreasing.

But he still killed most of the remaining vehicles, these iron cars are the same as paper paste, and the lighter ones can fly directly!

"That's you!" An Yang's gun was aimed at the commander's armored car, and he only needed to kill him, and the windfall of this trip was taken.

It's just that at this time, the intelligence reminded: "The enemy is using rocket-propelled bombs!" ”

“RPG！” An Yang reminded.

Cowell drove the vehicle to make a sharp turn, the trajectory of the shell fire was affected, only one shot hit the armored car, and the target leader was intact.

"Steady!" An Yang shouted anxiously, just a little bit, I can call it a day and go home-

The sound of the "boom" explosion spread throughout the carriage, and enemy rockets hit the grid outside the armored vehicle, blowing up the "birdcage" protecting the vehicle.

"The vehicle is on fire!"

Cowell, who has third-person vision, shouted, and several RPGs flew towards them in quick succession, some exploding on the ground nearby, and some continuing to hit.

There was another violent explosion, this time the damage was even worse, the turret of the armored car was blazing, and the enemy guns and bullets rained down on them.

Although An Yang's side has strong firepower, there is only one car after all.

All the enemy forces stared at the vehicle, pouring all their fire on them, and after the initial sneak attack, the situation began to take a turn for the worse.

The description of the burning eyebrows could not be more apt now, the enemy forces have adjusted, An Yang is on fire above his head, and the armored vehicle has become a huge target.

"Attention! Anti-tank rockets are aimed at you! ”

"Evacuate!" Before he had time to think about it, Anyan got to Cowell's side, grabbed him and teleported away, and two seconds later the anti-tank rocket hit the armored car.

A huge explosion, which engulfed the armored car.

An Yang and Cowell also spread to another part of the village, and cold sweat broke out, if it was a little later just now, even the people and the car would be finished together.

"We need support!" Cowell ducked back, and the two of them had difficulty even raising their heads under enemy fire, and it was even more difficult to kill their targets.

Just then, gunshots were heard from the other side.

Intelligence quickly acquires identity: "It's the rebel!" ”

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PS: Recommend the ticket fire support the protagonist. Ha ha.