Chapter 512: Lack of Heavy Weapons
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With a violent cough, a warrior rushed out of the cafeteria, wiping tears and gulping for fresh air.
It's so uncomfortable that you roast a whole lamb indoors.
Bake and bake, actually close the 'doors' and windows, and close thick curtains, for fear that a little light will leak out.
This is a kind of torture, the smell of sheep 'meat' and the smoke of burning wood 'mix' together, and the restaurant of more than 100 square meters will soon become a hell on earth, anyone who goes in for more than three minutes will be smoked and dizzy, and if they don't come out to breathe, they will be in danger of fainting.
Outside the restaurant's 'door', more than a dozen Black Dead apostles had been waiting for more than half an hour, all staring at the tight iron 'door' covered by black cloth, their noses twitching vigorously, eager to distinguish a hint of cumin and mutton 'meat' from the choking smoke.
"Or McRae was right, if we were in Bandak, we wouldn't need to hide like this. Mukarram's stomach growled, and he looked in the northwest direction with some reluctance.
To the northwest, three kilometers away, in the dark Aleppo, the light of the Carlton Hotel's electric lights, which are not very wattage, are particularly dazzling.
Although the Black Death was extremely hostile to Westerners, they were willing to stay with foreigners when war came, because they were safe and could avoid being bombed.
"It's been more than three hours, and McRae hasn't come back yet, can't he run to take refuge?" Hardy said with some schadenfreude: "General Aziz, this person is of unknown origin, we shouldn't let him go." β
Aziz sat in a chair, silent.
Since returning from the battlefield, Aziz has been pondering whether he was right to gamble on it.
McCree is certainly not an ordinary person, and may even be an agent from China, and what he is doing may cause significant harm to the Jihadist.
However, McRae was right, his presence was indeed beneficial to Aziz, and without McRae, he would indeed be a dead man.
Whether it is a blessing or a curse, whether it is a pro or a disadvantage, is always entangled.
Aziz is eager to take advantage of Redon's good side without hurting himself, which is like dancing on a tightrope, a bit of a thorn 'excited', but also helpless.
So Aziz blocked out all the bad accusations against McRae, and even waited more than two hours before ordering the sheep to be slaughtered.
But even so, Aziz hopes that Redon will come back and enjoy a delicious lamb 'meat' feast with everyone.
Aziz looked at the time, it had been more than three and a half hours since Redon left, and a hint of disappointment welled up in his heart.
When McRae left, he said that even if there was a sound of 'fierce' fighting in the direction of the Carlton Hotel, there was no need for Aziz to come to the rescue, but there was no gunshot, and he said that he would not come back after an hour, what was wrong?
"Haven't you heard gunshots over there?" Patience gradually wore out, and Aziz stood up to take a look at the restaurant, which had been roasting for half an hour, and everyone's stomach began to rumble in protest.
"Buzzing ......" Suddenly, the sound of a rushing car motor came from the street outside.
"General, they're back!" the Black Death in charge of the lookout ran over happily and reported: "No one is missing, and it's still ...... There are also a lot of white-skinned 'women'!"
"McRae is back!" Aziz immediately ran towards the big 'gate' of the police station.
"White beautiful 'woman'?" Massoud swallowed and immediately felt that the smell of mutton 'meat' was no longer enough to attract him.
Amid cheers, six pickup trucks passed through the checkpoint and drove into the police compound.
When Semiha and others jumped out of the carriage carrying a white beautiful 'woman', the entire police compound fell into a state of jubilation, whistles and cheers came one after another, and soldiers of the Aziz Army continued to run out from all corners.
Lei Dong sat in the second car, and when he got out of the car, he carried An Xiaoqi, who was unconscious, and immediately kicked two Black Dead Apostles who were about to rub oil on An Xiaoqi.
Aziz immediately rushed to Redon: "McRae, did you find it?"
"Not yet, but there are eyebrows. Lei Dong carried An Xiaoqi, sucked a few breaths of air through his nose, and asked, "What smell, so choking, nothing will catch fire, right?"
"Roast whole lamb. Aziz smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't dare to make a fire in the yard, and the kitchen is too small, so I can 'get it' in the dining room." You've come back just in time, and you should be roasted. β
"One sheep, hundreds of people eat, I'd better forget it. Lei Dong shook his head and carried An Xiaoqi to the bedroom: "General Aziz, although I couldn't find the person I was looking for, I found that the defense of the Carlton Hotel was extremely lax, and Sha Heman couldn't take care of it anymore. Anyway, I suggested, send troops to occupy there. β
Aziz said: "Whether or not to occupy the Carlton Hotel depends on the success of our negotiations to merge with the Mosul Mission tomorrow." β
The Mosul Regiment is an 'elite' force of more than 200 men, all of whom have been battle-hardened, and more importantly, they have two truly armored vehicles, making them one of the few units in Aleppo with heavy firepower.
With the strength of the Aziz army, the possibility of annexing them is very small, in fact, if the Mosul regiment had not had a little friction with Shahman, and did not want to be sent to the front line by Shahman as cannon fodder, it would have been possible to capture the Shasim police station with only one team of the Mosul regiment.
Therefore, the Aziz Army and the Mosul Regiment could only merge, not the Mosul Regiment to defect.
In the Aziz army, the commander of the Mosul regiment must reserve a position of deputy commander-in-chief, otherwise there will be no negotiations at all.
It is very unstable for an army to have two equally powerful forces, and sooner or later there will be a conflict of interests, and if Aziz is smart enough, he would rather gather the stragglers than try to merge with the mighty Mosul regiment.
In that case, it seems that the Aziz army is stronger, but his troops do not obey the command, and it is not as safe as it is now.
Redon didn't plan to remind Aziz, because he didn't have any plans to build a strong armed group in Aleppo from the beginning, and supporting Aziz was nothing more than creating convenient conditions for him to complete his mission.
But now the situation has changed, there seems to be a conflict between An Xiaoqi and Chen Tao, and the whereabouts of the dragon head have not yet been clarified, and it seems that Lei Dong must stay in Aleppo for a while.
Therefore, having a strong backer and giving yourself the ability to move freely in Aleppo has become one of the essential hardware.
It seems that Aziz's power needs to be strengthened a little more, and it would be even better if he could be strong enough to talk to the big leaders like Shahman and Baitullah on an equal footing.
So, Redon immediately turned around and went straight to the computer room of the police station, and at the same time asked, "General, compared to the Mosul regiment, where is our Aziz army inferior?"
"We are twice as numerous as them, and we are superior to them in our stockpiles of light weapons and ammunition. But they have two armored vehicles, they have mortars, and the soldiers are all retired from the front line, and they have a lot of combat experience. No more than us, at least half of us have not participated in real battles. Aziz did not hide anything about this.
This is an indisputable fact, otherwise the commander of the Mosul regiment would not open his mouth and ask for the official post of deputy commander-in-chief of the Aziz army, and the more than 200 fighters under his command will be organized into two brigades, and they will not be 'mixed' with the soldiers of the Aziz army.
To put it bluntly, the merger is fake, and using the influence of the Aziz army to buy themselves a longer rest time is their ultimate goal.
Once they are well rested, their wings are full, and at the same time they have received ample supplies of weapons from Aziz, they can leave whenever they want, and even have the possibility of 'sex' with Aziz.
It seems that the most important thing for the Aziz army is to be equipped with a batch of heavy weapons that can deter the Mosul regiment.
Coming to the 'door' of the computer room, Redon asked, "How is Karim here, has he been in contact with foreign arms dealers?"
Aziz was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I haven't asked yet." β
Obviously, in Aziz's mind, he still doesn't believe that Karim can 'get' him weapons and equipment, and the reason why he is still kept is not because there is still a glimmer of hope, nor because Redon once told him, but he has forgotten.
Aziz would rather wait for roast lamb at the door of the smoky restaurant than take any interest in the unreadable computer screen.
Lei Dong sighed in his heart, and then pushed open the 'door' of the room.
In the computer room, Karim was bored reclining on the sofa and dozing off, while the two Black Dead who were in charge of him turned on another computer and were happily watching an island action movie.
And beside them, the QQ that Karim used to communicate with the arms dealer was still in a state of connection, and the avatar representing the arms dealer was flashing again and again.
"Bastard!" Aziz got angry and went up and kicked the two Black Dead Apostles off their chairs.
"Mr. Aziz, Mr. McRae, you're here!" Karim woke up and jumped in horror.
Lei Dong ignored Karim, but put An Xiaoqi on the sofa he let out, and then walked straight to the computer, opened the chat window and looked at it.
"The sardines have been prepared, the price has increased by two percent, and the third method of 'delivery' must be replied to before eight o'clock in the morning tomorrow, otherwise the 'delivery' will be terminated, and the goods will be sold to others...... "There is only one message, and the time of sending is 9:35 p.m.
That is, for the past hour, Karim has been sleeping on the couch, and the two Black Dead have been watching the island nation action movie, and they have almost forgotten about it.
"Karim, come here!" Redon was furious.
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