"Hit---! Call me!

Bastard, see what the hell he is, fire, fire! Whoever stands in the way will kill a fine light! ”

Rushing forward all the way, rushing through the smoke and fire to the east of the city, the "Lynx" convoy that entered a large slum area was only a combination of three armored vehicles to escape, and more than half of the original company-sized tank formation had been lost.

Having just broken through a makeshift barricade of resistance with a grenadier and a direct impact, a blood-red commander brandished a machete and screamed loudly, and the 20-millimeter cannon made by Rheinmetall immediately burst into an icy roar, and the accelerated "Lynx" armored vehicle rushed forward like a mad beast.

Rushing all the way, crashing into the almost unarmed ragged figures scattered and fleeing in all directions, the rebel soldiers wielding machetes and machine guns desperately tried to stop a large area of poor people who were swarming from all directions and wanted to climb onto the car, these soldiers guarding the roof of the armored car didn't understand at first, why there were so many damn poor ghosts running around like headless flies, risking death, and then suddenly found the gray smoke billowing heavy military vehicles on the side of the dirt road, and the black skull pattern on the yellow background was particularly eye-catching, TM, Military vehicles transporting chemical weapons were blown up by air strikes here!

"Get out! Let's all die! ”

In the midst of the scramble, the commander jumped on the roof of the car as soon as he fastened his gas mask, leaving a dirty arm in the car with a knife in his hand, and the original owner rolled into the dust with a scream.

In the face of the ubiquitous madness of the poor, the assault rifles that need to be aimed and fired have been turned into burning sticks, and the rebel soldiers in a trance feel like they are in hell pulling the trigger. When you run out of bullets, you throw away your gun, draw your machete, and slash wildly. The machine guns were already smoking and overheated. A "bobcat" behind the hall arched into the brick and concrete building in a hurry, and was immediately buried by the falling masonry tiles.

Rushing out of the rugged terrain like mass graves and driving onto the main road, the "lynx" covered in mud and blood desperately accelerated, and the soldiers who were close to mental collapse frantically fired their guns all the way, throwing grenades and white phosphorus incendiary bombs on both sides of the road to embolden themselves.

Fight your way through the blood, the eyes are full of hellish scenes, and there is only one thought left in everyone's heads. The faster you escape, the better!

Completely insane, he fled all the way to the smoke of artillery fire from the sky and the ground, and by the time the two armored vehicles rushed through the guardrail and crashed into the airport gate, stopping himself on the other side of the wall, Abdul Rahman, whose legs were trembling, had completely collapsed in the car.

Without staring and observing, he had a clear idea of the state of the "leader", the expressionless Harif kicked the side door of the two-legged compartment with his waist, and found that it was stuck, he lifted the roof and climbed onto the roof, picked off a human ear stuck to the armor plate with the barrel of his gun, and waved the G36C to greet his almost out-of-body big-headed soldiers. Dragged Abdul out of the armored car like a dead dog, and then unhurriedly instructed Major Abdul:

"Hassan. Immediately find the head of the base garrison, the lieutenant colonel named Khatam; If you want to live a little longer, you'd better concentrate on defending the eastern airfield until we leave. ”

"Ahh

Wondering what kind of order this was, he pretended to salute, and Hassan Abboud, who was carrying a FAMAS rifle on his shoulder and a machete in his waist, turned around and trotted, while looking around suspiciously.

Facing the somewhat choking cold winter wind, there was a chilling explosion in his ears, and the running major could clearly see a trace of explosion dust and fog rising not far from the airport; Now that the war has been fought, the artillery shells of the government army are getting closer and closer to the airport, and the soldiers carrying the Kalashnikov will soon come like a tidal wave.

With this suspicion, and at the same time convinced that the "leader" would never abandon him, Major Aboud quickly found the gloomy Lieutenant Colonel Khatam in the underground bunker, and ordered him to immediately gather a group of men to the south side of the airport to block the government troops who would soon rush towards him.

"What? …… All right; Since it was Mr. Kharif on the order, I-I understand. ”

"Good! Then hurry up and get to work, I'll go first! ”

To the major's surprise, Khatam, who had been hiding in the airport fortifications and had a wolf-like face, was a little more energetic after hearing the order, and he quickly walked out of the fortification gate with an M21 rifle with a scope, and used a walkie-talkie to call all the stranded soldiers in the airport to the south to build a defensive position.

Conveying Mr. Khalif's order, he ran on foot in the direction of the airport warehouse, and the breathless Hassan Aboud soon heard two gunshots behind him, and he threw himself to the ground with a spirit, turned his head and looked back, and saw Lieutenant Colonel Khatam crouched on the ground, and the muzzle of the M21 rifle seemed to be still smoking; Khatam, who had just fired two shots in a row, tilted his head after leaving the eyepiece and saw the major, and he waved his arm quite exaggeratedly:

"Don't be nervous, Major!

I'm fighting a tough battle, otherwise, will I be left alone to hold my ground? ”

"Oh, well!"

Staggering to his feet and continuing to run, turning his head from time to time to look back, Major Aboud saw more khaki bloated figures emerging from the fortifications, running south against the smoke of the distant explosion.

Ahem, in this damn war, someone has to stay and be a substitute for the dead, and there is no way to do it!

While secretly rejoicing, he panted and ran to the tall hangar on the other side of the base, and as soon as he entered the iron gate, he saw several corpses lying on the ground. There was a toned thunderclap in his ears, and the sight of the scene took on a hazy blood-red color, and the whole world twisted and swirled, and the dirty concrete floor occupied the vision that slowly darkened......

The gunshots rang out, just in time for the last bullet to be fired, and the indifferent Harif raised his hand to throw away the fluttering Glock17, he didn't need to lift his foot to kick the corpse, and he knew that Aboud in front of him was dead.

"All right, Mr. Rahman,"

After taking care of all the participants of this evacuation operation, standing with the white-clothed "leader" who was trembling and speechless, the rumbling of artillery in the distance became louder and louder, and the distant roar of the engine seemed to be heard in the sky, and in the moment when such an army was overwhelmed and destroyed, the indifferent man was still calm, he raised his hand to straighten the collar folds of his camouflage uniform, and then, extremely rarely, turned his head to Abdul Rahman with a hint of indifferent smile:

"The enemy is coming, let's go."

"Moving...... ...... moving, moving? ”

Just after witnessing the continuous shooting of Harif, even his own cronies were killed without hesitation, the terrified Abdul Rahman almost had a nervous breakdown, but he still managed to calm down, he squinted at Glock who was hanging up in the empty warehouse on the ground, and then glanced at the G36C on Harif's shoulder, and his voice could not hide his fear.

"Oh, yes."

Although he was looking up at a window at the top of the hangar, where a blood-red sun loomed, Harif had a full insight into the situation around him, and he walked to another closed hangar next to him, and when he was about to pass through the small door, he turned his head to look at Rahman, who had just stepped open:

"You don't need any weapons right now; Just follow me, and you'll be fine. ”

"Oh、...... Oh? ”

I don't know how this staff member saw his thoughts, the face of the man in white who was stunned on the spot changed slightly, and he was a little surprised for a while, but even so, the sound of the cannon in his ears became tighter and tighter, and at this time, he couldn't think about it, Abdul Rahman could only grit his teeth and keep up with the footsteps of the Harif in front.

Silent all the way, the two hurried through a conjoined hangar, passing by the dusty old warplanes in the orange-red light of the setting sun.

At the eastern airport in Aleppo, in this dusty hangar where old fighters are densely parked, the ground is full of messy and tattered debris, and there is a bad smell of dust wafting in the air, mixed with a few faint wisps of engine oil, Abdul Rahman, who has never been to this kind of place, couldn't help frowning, until he passed through the tomb-like hangar and followed Harif down the road, he couldn't help but whisper:

"Haraf, time is pressing, our ...... Where's the plane? ”

"- Airplanes?"

Without looking back as he spoke, Harif's pace remained unchanged, "Mr. Rahman, are you really going to take a special plane, at a time when such enemy warplanes are flying all over the sky?" ”

“……？”

Confused by Harrif's words, the hurried "leader" even doubted for a while whether this seemingly loyal and dedicated Harif would betray him, prepare to detain him, or simply shoot him, and then run to the United Nations to ask for a reward?

This thought passed through the mind of the cunning Rahman for a moment, and then he temporarily dismissed it.

In any case, even if Aleppo is captured by Syrian government forces, it does not mean that the Liberal Party will be defeated, as long as they can manage to return to Deir ez-Zor and gather all their elite forces, then Abdul Rahman will still have a chance to turn around; For Harif, since he has been designated as the No. 2 war criminal by the International Tribunal, as long as the Liberals still have a glimmer of hope, there should be no reason to disfavor him Rahman.

As for the current war situation, after the battle of Aleppo, it is conceivable that the combat strength of the Syrian government army will be greatly consumed, in addition to this, the Liberals also have the "bomb trap" on the banks of the Euphrates, as long as they can destroy those nasty warplanes in the sky in one fell swoop, then- (To be continued......