readx;? Djibril blew a puff of green smoke from the barrel of the gun and smiled contemptuously: "General, how is my marksmanship?"

Aziz's eyes narrowed into a slit, staring at the two Black Dead Apostles more than forty meters in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library], the latest chapter access:.

The two Black Dead Apostles were both fighters of the Mosul Regiment, and they both had an empty canned food box on top of their heads just now, and at this moment the canned food box had been pierced by bullets, and they were running triumphantly towards this side.

"Sure enough, it's a sharpshooter, admire!" Aziz swallowed a mouthful of spit, but his heart began to struggle.

promised to test the marksmanship, and now that the other party has finished performing, it's their turn.

It's not impossible to empty the canned food box 40 meters away, but it is a small probability event, and it is good to be able to 'blind' one or two shots with ten shots, and more often it will be missed.

Obviously, he can't do it, but looking at the entire Aziz army, he can't find a few decent sharpshooters.

Even if someone volunteers to give it a try, who would dare to be a target?

Emptying the canned box on the head is equivalent to gambling with his life, and the gunman will 'flower' in his head with a slight tremble.

"If only McCree were here, he's a real sharpshooter!" Aziz muttered inwardly, his gaze beginning to sweep over his men.

Everyone who is seen by Aziz will involuntarily fight a cold war, whether it is shooting or going to top the canned box, they are not sure.

Shame on you, you let the Mosul regiment be crushed to death!

The Mosul regiment had been here for an hour and had come to negotiate a merger at the invitation of Aziz.

The regimental commander, Amdan, did not come, only sent the deputy regimental commander, Jibril.

This is understandable, after all, the two sides are not true allies yet, and security is the most important thing.

However, Deputy Regiment Commander Jibril actually brought a Type 69 main battle tank and two wheeled armored vehicles, which stopped when they arrived at a position of about 100 meters from the Shasimu Police Station, and the three combat vehicles were arranged in a zigzag pattern, the tank muzzles were pointed directly at the police station building, and the two "Ting" heavy machine guns on the armored vehicles were also in a state of being ready to fire at any time.

This is not for negotiations, but for demonstrations!

Sure enough, as soon as Djibril arrived, he declared that it was impossible for the Mosul regiment to join the Aziz army, and that it was the wish of the head of Amdan to unite the two into an alliance, rely on each other, and support each other.

The moment he saw the tank, Aziz understood that the plan to annex the Mosul regiment had failed, and the key was that he could not refuse strongly, because Massoud sent a message that the main force of the Mosul regiment had been assembled 1.5 kilometers away, ready to 'advance' to the Shasimu police station at any time.

Cooperation is not impossible, after all, the Aziz Army has only been established for two days, and there are only four or five hundred people, and the idea of becoming a fat man in one bite is McCree's, and it has never been Aziz's.

After all, in Aleppo, the biggest enemy of the Aziz army is Shahman, and one more ally is less dangerous to be wiped out.

However, Aziz was too optimistic, and Djibril immediately set his own conditions, since the two sides are cooperative, in order to enhance friendship and fight danger together, the two sides should do their best to support each other.

Immediately, Jibril issued a list of supplies that made Aziz stunned and angry.

AK47 steps + 300 guns, 50,000 rounds of sub + ammunition, 1,000 guns of various types + mines, 3 tons of explosives + 'medicine', 15 gas canisters and cannons, 5 modified pickup trucks, 3 tons of various military food, and 1 million US dollars in cash.

Is this here to cooperate, it's clearly here to snatch!

Enraged, Aziz almost ordered the five negotiators to be shot dead on the spot, but it was only after Hardy's repeated reminders that Aziz understood the situation he was facing.

The Mosul Regiment approached the Shasim police station from the south-west, and the 7th Regiment in Baithula to the north-east showed signs of movement, while Shahman's troops on the west suddenly approached the streets less than 500 metres from the Carlton Hotel.

There seems to be some kind of tacit understanding between them, this is the rhythm of the joint stranglehold of the Aziz army!

Agree, or refuse, Aziz hesitated.

If you don't agree, you will immediately face the dilemma of being attacked from three sides, the opponent's strength is close to 1,000, and they are all front-line troops, and their combat effectiveness is much stronger than the ragtag army of the Aziz army, which has been put together temporarily.

If they agree, the situation is not optimistic, who knows what the Mosul regiment has in mind, and if they turn around after getting the equipment, won't it be tantamount to lifting a stone and shooting themselves in the foot?

Fortunately, Djibril was not in a hurry, he seemed to have the intention of delaying time, and Aziz did not agree for a while, so he kept changing his demands, saying that he could give up thousands of bullets, and then saying that Aziz needed to personally go and finalize the details with their regimental commander.

The demands were made for five 'flowers' and eight 'gates', some of which were almost joking, and in the end they even offered to bet on the ownership of the pickup truck with four anti-aircraft guns installed in the compound of the police station in the way of a marksmanship competition.

"Bang!" two shots, and Jibril cleanly knocked out two cans and bottles.

This is no longer just a competition, but a kind of show-off, and the subtext is that if you can't even find a sharpshooter in your Aziz army, what qualifications do you have to merge with our Mosul regiment?

Simply, form the Mosul Army, and your Aziz Army will join us!

Jibril said unhurriedly: "General Aziz, it's your turn!"

"We!" Aziz 'touched' the pistol at his waist, intending to take a risk.

It's just that, who is going to carry the cans and bottles?

"General, no, another tank is coming!" Suddenly, a Black Death apostle rushed over panting.

Needless to say, everyone in the police compound heard the loud roar of the motors and the creaking of metal tracks crushing the concrete pavement.

The earth is trembling, and the sound is not just one tank, but a bunch of tanks!

Aziz was shocked, the northwest direction is Mukalam's defense area, and there is no gunfire, could it be that Mukalam has defected and actually allowed an armored convoy to drive directly to the base camp of the Aziz army?

Djibril was also taken aback, and his plan was that in the event of a clash with the Aziz army, the main force in ambush a kilometer away would rush to support.

At that time, two main battle tanks, four armored vehicles, and more than 200 experienced fighters will easily defeat the more than 100 rabble in the Shasimu Police Station.

But did this come too quickly, he and his four men have not yet returned to the tanks and armored vehicles, and in the event of a battle, it is himself who will suffer first?

What made Djibril even more 'confused' and 'confused' was that he knew that the armored strength of the Mosul regiment was only two tanks in total, and he brought one by himself, and the remaining one could not cause such a huge movement?

"McRae is back!"

"Iklam is back!"

"Buzz!" Just when everyone was nervous, the soldiers of the Aziz Army who were on guard outside the 'gate' of the police station suddenly let out a thunderous cheer, and some people couldn't hold back and even rushed out of their bunkers.

"Boom ......" The earth trembled, and Aziz saw two Type 69 main battle tanks driving towards the big 'gate' of the Shasimu Police Station, although they did not enter, but the direction pointed by the majestic muzzle was the tank brought by Jibril.

Immediately afterwards, six armored vehicles drove into the police station and circled the compound, eventually forming an encirclement that surrounded Aziz and Jibril in the center.

"General, we're back!" Redon was the first to jump out of the armored car.

"General, the weapons are all back, and I have two more tanks and four armored vehicles!" Ikram also jumped out of the car, although he limped, but he could not hide the excitement on his face.

"You ...... 'trade' successful!" Aziz was like a poor ghost who suddenly won the jackpot, and he was almost overwhelmed with excitement.

"Very successful!" Redon walked up to Aziz, glanced at the uncertain Djibril on his face, walked over and clasped his hands, and asked, "This is a friend of the Mosul Regiment, right? Welcome to the Aziz Army, your choice is the wisest, because the Aziz Army has become the most powerful armed force in the city of Aleppo!"

"Excuse me, ...... are you" Jibril's mind was dizzy, he never dreamed that Aziz would suddenly add two tanks and more than a dozen armored vehicles.

You must know that the Mosul regiment has only two tanks and four armored vehicles, which is already the fifth largest armored force in Aleppo, and the other side has more than a dozen, which can definitely rank in the top three.

"This is my good friend, the deputy commander-in-chief of the Aziz Army, Mr. McRae!" Ecstasy fell from the sky, and Aziz did not hesitate to give the position of the second commander of the Aziz Army to Redon.

Jibril said embarrassedly: "It turned out to be General McRae, I am Jibril, the deputy commander of the Mosul Regiment, and I am here to negotiate cooperation with General Aziz, I am very happy to see you." ”

"Is there still any need to negotiate? join us and become the masters of Aleppo. Against us and become the corpse of Aleppo, your regimental commander will not fail to understand this truth, right?"

"This ...... The final decision still needs to be confirmed by our head of Amdan!" For the sake of the future, Djibril only wants to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Okay, let's go meet Commander Amdan!" Redon winked at Aziz, and then with a wave of his right hand, seven or eight Black Dead and three mercenaries surrounded him, instantly surrounding Jabril and the others.

"Let's go, Deputy Head of Jibril!" Aziz laughed and raised his hand to nudge Jibril on the shoulder.

Sweating on his forehead, Jibril waved his hand at the four subordinates with difficulty, and followed Lei Dong and the others towards the 'door'.

As soon as he reached the 'gate', Djibril's last glimmer of hope was dashed.

The other side really has two Type 69 tanks, and there are really seven or eight armored vehicles, the tanks pointed at the tanks of the Mosul regiment with cannons, and the armored vehicles also outflanked them, and the three combat vehicles they brought have become turtles in the urn, and the Mosul fighters in the cars have all raised their hands.

Wouldn't it be, half of the armored forces of the Mosul regiment were wiped out like this?

"General, I heard that the head of Amdan and his men have already driven to that position. Redon raised his hand and pointed in the southwest direction and said, "In order to show the warm welcome of the Aziz army to the Mosul regiment, I think I should lead our armored convoy to pick them up." ”

"Yes, go and get them!" Aziz laughed and said, "Jibril, you follow the deputy commander to meet Commander Amdan!"

Jabril shook his body, oh my God, they were going to swallow the whole Mosul regiment!

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