It was as if the end had come, and although the government army had not yet entered, everyone in the city of Aleppo had lost a little discipline.

In the midst of the chaos, several rooms in the huge Liberal government office building had been on fire, and one or two gunshots and screams echoed from time to time, but the man in black with a special mission did not hear it, and only shot and strafed the mob who climbed into the iron fence wall and wanted to steal and rob after the encounter; The hot bullet casings rolled off one after another, stepping on the messy debris and still warm corpses, and arrived in the basement archives, where the special combat team members carrying gasoline drums immediately splashed everywhere and handcuffed several security personnel who were still stranded here and took them aside.

"How long has it been since the situation got out of control?"

"Uh...... Report sir, probably, a few hours......"

Facing the leader of the special operations team wearing a glass mask and not being able to see his face, the head of the security team, who was a little cowering, replied hoarsely, and then he heard some more questions:

"From the riots to the present, has anyone come in and snatch the information? Managers, are they just a few of the ones registered on this? ”

Impatiently waved his hand to his subordinates to hurry up, the mask blocked the foul smell of gasoline in the data storeroom, and the black-clad leader with the G36C short assault rifle took out a piece of paper from the blood-stained dirty satchel while asking, and let the bewildered security team leader see if the archivist who printed the photo on it was complete.

Looking down at the light of the emergency light for a while, the team leader nodded to the man in black in front of him, and before he could speak again, he was scolded and stepped aside.

"Sir, we-"

"Is it all done? When it's done, get out of here. Yasin. Get me a lighter ready! ”

Roaring and giving orders. Let the special combat team members who splashed gasoline leave quickly, twisted around and pulled the bolt with a "bang", and the man in black opened fire on the terrified security guards without saying a word.

The gunshots rang out, a tongue of fire licked the muzzle of the gun in an instant, and the screaming basement immediately turned into a bloody slaughterhouse; Emptying a magazine, knocking the unfortunate ones to the ground, the leader of the G36C stepped onto the waist and pulled out a shiny gold-plated "Luger" P08 pistol from his waist, and he walked in a pool of blood to the fallen security guards. A shot was made to each person's head, and then he blew the muzzle of the smoke, and the probe took the lighter handed by his hand.

Flames rose and smoke quickly billowed out of the basement, and all the materials containing the Liberal Party's secrets were quickly burned, and the men in black on the mission of destruction quickly left the government office building in an off-road vehicle and sped down the messy Lobhari Avenue towards the outskirts of the city.

The destruction of the secret archives was only a small episode in the chaotic city of Aleppo.

Early in the morning, a battle report from the front was received, and the news came that "Damascus had launched a general offensive". The Liberals nested in the city of Aleppo blew up the camp at once and began to rush to the rear; It's different from those cannon fodder troops in the outskirts of the city. The Liberals entrenched in the "capital" know that the city's defense is a strong foreign force, and now that the sky is full of fighters from the multinational force, how long can they hold on even if they hoard more troops?

As a result, Aleppo, which was already under the rule of the Liberal Party and the social order was in chaos, the remnants of the rout outside the city wanted to retreat, and the troops inside the city wanted to rush out.

The liberals, who were in chaos and acted recklessly, are now shooting themselves in the foot.

Seeing that the catastrophe was imminent, the officers and soldiers who were busy fleeing for their lives did not care about any discipline and rules, and the panicked rebels crowded into the back of the truck with their guns, and they were crowded in the streets and alleys together, unable to move.

The situation on the ground is chaotic, but the punishment of death in the sky is non-stop.

After the launch of the general offensive, in the face of the powerful air offensive of the multinational forces, the FSA, which has completely lost air supremacy and is itself in a catastrophe, has almost completely abandoned the front line of Aleppo, and the "ghost" fighters that once suppressed the sky all over the sky disappeared at this time, and the roaring EA-18G "Growler" fighters accelerated and flew quickly, and soon suppressed the ground air defense fire with anti-radiation missiles and electronic jamming, and the Liberal Party air defense units that still insisted on fighting in the city of Aleppo, For a time, they could only use portable infrared missiles with limited range and old direct-aim anti-aircraft guns to shoot indiscriminately at the air.

Looking down from the attacker's sky perspective, I saw one after another weak missiles dragging white smoke into the air, meandering in the blood-colored sky where the tracer of the artillery shells flashed.

The commanders of the multinational forces, who monitored the battle with the on-board sensors, and some of the older pilots, recalled the Gulf War in which they flew many years ago, when the sky of Baghdad was so bright and bright, but the actual lethal effect was the same as that of Aleppo now, almost "useless".

Launching frenzied fire into the sky, man-portable antiaircraft missiles, antiaircraft artillery warheads, and even rocket-boosted grenades flew into the sky one after another, but they posed little threat to the fighters of the multinational forces attacking in the airspace at medium altitudes.

As soon as the attack was ready, the pilot pressed the button of the weapon with one finger, and GPS-guided ground-penetrating bombs, heat-seeking cluster bombs, and clusters of graphite fiber bombs broke away from the pylons one after another and accelerated their fall.

The ground is chaotic, the sky is full of bombs, and the city of Aleppo, which is undergoing a baptism of blood and fire, seems to be completely wiped off the face of the earth by the cruel and merciless clutches of war.

However, in the midst of such chaos, caught between the fleeing Liberal thugs and innocent civilians, some people are still acting calmly and brutally; Just as several special combat personnel had completed the destruction of their files and fled from the main city, several sand-yellow camouflage "Lynx" armored vehicles set off from the back door of a building south of Aleppo and headed east along the main street full of ruins and corpses, preparing to rush to the eastern airport of Aleppo, which was about to be captured by the Damascus forces.

"Yes, report me immediately, and find Lieutenant Colonel Khatam to come and listen to the phone!"

Sitting in a rocking armored car, with a radio microphone in his hand, the head of the Liberal Party Special Guards, Major Hassan Abboud, was yelling, his ears filled with the billowing roar of diesel engines and the occasional rumbling explosions coming in through the armored vehicles.

At such an urgent moment, specially assigned by Mr. Harrif, he was anxious to contact the resident commander at the eastern airfield to confirm whether the plane was in place, but in vain because of the electronic interference of the Americans, and was now extremely anxious:

"Yes, call Khatam to listen to the phone immediately!

What nonsense are you talking about, do you want to die, I called the Air Force Liaison Office! - Huh? What, what, you're in the Invalides Sanatorium? TM's bastard,"

Throwing away the microphone and tearing off the headphones, Major Aboud turned his head to look at the streets of Aleppo outside the narrow glass window, swallowed a few times with great difficulty, and then connected to the convoy contact channel, raised his furry hand to wipe his sweat, and changed to a very flattering expression to report to the microphone:

"Uh, Mr. Kharif now—"

"Can't get in touch with the airport? Hassan, as I recall, you also had an unenabled satellite phone in your car. ”

"Ahh Yes yes, I'll call the airport guard directly right away! ”

After receiving Khalif's instructions, Major Aboud hurriedly put down the microphone and beckoned his soldiers to rummage through the debris crammed into the armoured car compartment for the satellite phone, while ordering the occupants to be on guard against the "rebels" roaming around the city.

As he was roaring, the sudden impact of the explosion made the car shake violently, and the major, who was on the bulkhead, cursed, jumped up and personally poked into the shooting hole with an assault rifle, and cursed and shot out a magazine, he asked the rebel soldiers crouching next to him to be quick with their hands and feet, and quickly fired a few tear gas canisters, driving everyone near the street away, and several "Lynx" armored vehicles with camouflage bodies stained with patches of blackened and small arms hit marks everywhere walked all the way. Soon turned onto another rugged road blocked by the collapse of the viaduct.

"Harif,—— Harif; Hell, that's your plan? ”

Sitting in the bumpy "Lynx" armored vehicle, listening to the incessant sound of gunfire and explosions, Abdul Rahman, the leader of the Syrian Liberal Party, who only a few months ago looked like a strategist, now looks like a lost dog, his lips trembling and asking a few questions, while staring at the man in camouflage uniform sitting opposite him with slightly cloudy eyes.

Damn, since the United Nations intervened, there was a precious ceasefire around the New Year, and this Harif also boasted that "give me time, and I can solve a qiē problem", and as a result, now the tanks in Damascus are about to drive to the city gates, and Aleppo is in chaos everywhere, and even he has to flee for his life! (To be continued......)