Immersed in such a never-before-seen thought, chewing on the new connotation of "comrade-in-arms", the girl who subconsciously raised her hand to comb her long maroon hair gradually accepted the ALSA pilot's statement, and her feelings gradually relaxed; Temporarily freed from the embarrassing identity of hostility against each other, Sara Lopez began to try to talk to the front-row pilot, and after hearing some questions from Li Gejian, she also gave frank answers:

"Ah, you're right, I can't do it on my own.

At that time, there were two unidentified armed men, perhaps agents sent by friendly forces, who had been assisting me in my fight to the airport, and you should have seen them. ”

"Oh? In this way, we are lucky, did they tell where they came from? ”

Recalling the crash landing adventure just now, there was almost no interception near the airport, and Li Gejian learned from Sarah Lopez that someone was helping them, and he couldn't help but ask questions with great interest.

Hearing the inquiry of the "comrade-in-arms", the seriously thinking girl's eyes blinked slightly, as if she was recalling a previous encounter, but she couldn't think of anything because of the influence of consciousness infiltration; But even so, with the intuition and intuition of a top pilot, she still spoke slowly in confusion, and gave a conclusion that she herself was not sure about:

"'Lee', if it's my intuition, I think...... They also seem to be pilots who fly fighter planes. ”

……

As the sun sets in the west, the day of war is coming to an end, but the dust storms that have ravaged the heart of the Middle East have not died down.

After an all-day of unprecedented chaos, the soldiers who had fought the enemy in the skies and on the ground in Syria were finally able to return home.

In the midst of this. Whether it is the FSA, which suffered heavy casualties, or the ALSA, which repelled a strong enemy. Whether it's a foreign interferer, the combined forces of the European Union. Or the Syrian Liberal Party rebels entrenched in the occupied areas, the participants in the war who were lucky enough not to die on the battlefield all returned to the front with numb hearts, but what awaited them was not only the rising sun that would rise again, but also the cruel war that would remain unchanged.

But no matter what, the battle in the small city of Mayadin finally came to an end temporarily.

Night falls. The momentum of the wind was still unabated, and the sandstorm in the sky was tight, as if it was about to sleep a giant beast, venting its endless strength that had not been consumed.

After a series of adventures during the day, arriving at their destination when the sun was completely dark, Long Yun and his party sneaked to the small town of Salicia in southeastern Syria, mixed with busy Liberal vehicles into the town, temporarily settled in an ownerless destroyed brick building, and entered the dusty basement from time to time to take a break.

From Meadin to Salicia, it is getting closer and closer to the liberated areas of Iraq. The rumbling of artillery could still be heard in the distance in a dimly lit basement, and it was clear that it was very close to the battle line.

"Mr. Ensign. Are we just waiting here? Now that it's getting dark, is it okay to start moving? ”

Standing on the wooden ladder leading to the ground, looking out from the half-open basement opening, and seeing the dark night sky without any starlight from the collapsed roof, Long Yun raised his hand to look at the electronic watch on his wrist, the time was past eight o'clock in the evening.

Listening to the surrounding movements, the sound of vehicle engines, the sound of gunfire and the sound of chaos all mingled, indicating that the situation in the city of Salicia was almost as chaotic as that of Meadin that had passed earlier, and because of the proximity to the battle line, it looked like a town street battle was about to break out here, and the Liberal forces in the city were moving very frequently, and the civilians who had been ravaged by the war had almost already fled.

This kind of chaos was an opportunity for the special operations team that intended to cross the line of fire and enter the liberated areas, although Long Yun was already very tired and his superpowers had brought a lot of mental load, but he was still in a hurry to return to the Sharqat Fort station, so he proposed to Imran Alayi, who was leaning against the wall.

The second lieutenant, who was still recuperating with his eyes closed just now, opened his eyes when he heard this, blinked and listened to the movement outside for a while, and then smiled at him and shook his head:

"No, Mr. 'Red Dragon', it's too dangerous outside now, let's wait for the battle in the city to start, and then it's not too late to go out."

"Oh—why?"

Stepping down from the wooden ladder in three or two steps, Long Yun glanced at Salahardin who was resting on the mattress next to him, this soldier's injuries were not serious, and he had undergone emergency treatment, so he was not in serious trouble for the time being, and it should not have too much adverse impact on the actions of the special operations team. For the experienced Second Lieutenant Imran Alayi, Long Yun was very accepting of this person's words, and the snooping of consciousness continued to play a role, so that he immediately understood the intelligence agent's assumption:

"I see, Mr. Ensign; The battle situation in Salicia is different from that on the outskirts of Sukhna, so our strategy will not be the same, right? ”

"Ah, yes!" Mr. Red Dragon, it seems that you have already thought of it. ”

Hearing that Mr. "Red Dragon" was highly consistent with his own thoughts, Second Lieutenant Imran Alayi, who showed a little surprise, smiled and nodded to Long Yun, and he beckoned a few people to sit around in the basement, and explained their considerations succinctly, as well as what they had better do next.

Obviously, although the aim was to cross the line of fire, the shape they faced in Salicia was not the same as when they set out, and the danger of crossing the line of fire directly by car or on foot was suddenly many times higher.

On the outskirts of Sukhna, the group set out at night from the government-held area to rebel-occupied areas, where they would receive intelligence support from the rear on the Guò radio station for the latest updates on when fighting would break out and the movement of the front. Here in Salicia, there was a meeting with the commander of the NIS contingent, and the second lieutenant had just learned that the ground offensive of the NWS had crossed the Syrian border, Abu Kamal, and that the attacking vanguard was definitely approaching Salicia at this time, but what was the situation of the fighting, and where had the line of fire been moved?

The special operations team in the basement of the town naturally knew nothing about this information, and in this dusty night with no stars and moon, it was a reckless gamble to venture into the line of fire.

In this case, instead of driving out of town and risking being attacked by both the rebels and the Nova Party, it would be better to wait in the sturdy basement for an opportunity to transform themselves into Iraqis with the help of the uniforms and weapons of the Nova soldiers once they have entered Salicia, and then calmly find the battlefield commander to identify themselves and escort the NATA pilots back safely to the liberated areas.

After making such an arrangement, the members of the special operations team spent the next few hours resting in this sturdy basement of a few square meters, first setting a night watch arrangement, and then eating something and supplementing their sleep.

Time passed little by little, faint explosions and noises from the outside world continued to be heard, during which Imran, dressed in rebel uniforms, slipped out to reconnoiter and confirm that the Liberal forces in the town were in disarray, and he learned from the shouts of the rebels in the streets that the Aleppo regime seemed to have given an order to defend the place at any cost, and everyone was strictly ordered not to leave their positions; As he was observing the movement, the roar of the engines of a tank came from the end of the street, and although his vision was dim and the wind and sand were blowing, the second lieutenant saw the large and angular tanks, and he was seven or eight sure that the Liberals were going to exert all their strength in this small town:

“…… Troop movements were frequent, and the streets were littered with fire points and barricades; Even a new batch of tanks has been transferred, and if I read that correctly, it should be the 'Leopard_II' type smuggled from 'Deutscstan' or 'Austria-Stan', and the number is at least one battalion, that is, about thirty vehicles. ”

"'Leopard II' tank? - The Liberals still have this thing? ”

Hearing Imran's words, the sleeping Salahardin and the gun-wiping Saeed reacted calmly, but Long Yun next to him felt very novel, he had been participating in the NATA war since he came to the Middle East, and he really didn't know much about the composition of the ground combat forces of the warring parties.

Think about the comprehensive performance of the "Leopard II" tank, although I don't know which sub-model it is, and it is used in the hands of mediocre Liberal Party forces, but Long Yun does know that the performance of this main battle tank is extraordinary, even if the armor protection is not first-class, if it is attacked in a dark environment like tonight, a tank battle on the gentle terrain near the suburbs of Salicia may pose a serious threat to the Iraqi New Party forces equipped with T-72 tanks.

I am not very familiar with the weapons and equipment of the Syrian rebels, and Long Yun is still very clear about the situation of the New Party tanks, those old T-72 series tanks purchased in batches after the collapse of the Soviet Union, with uneven quality accessories and mediocre old tungsten alloy armor-piercing shells, against tanks like "Leopard II" are of course very reluctant; Unless the new party forces are prepared in advance and invest a large number of armored troops to fight a crushing war, the T-72, which is 20 tons lighter than the "Leopard II" in terms of total combat weight, may suffer a loss if it does not have a numerical advantage.

Well, in order to save the defeat at the front, the rebels even brought up these elite forces?

If a team of "Leopard II" tanks attacked in formation on the outskirts of Salicia City, or defended it by virtue of the terrain, the offensive of the new party forces would inevitably be frustrated, and it would be uncertain when they would be able to enter Salicia, or whether they could attack the town that the rebels were holding strongly.

If the new party forces can't attack it, they can't say it, so they can only take the initiative to run over? (To be continued......)