readx;? The Black Death, who were mostly abandoners and had little personal property in Aleppo except for their weapons, often left their positions and switched to other armed factions. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Text ^ Library]

Aziz is naturally happy to see it, in this dead city, everything is virtual, only strength is real.

From the factional struggle between Fahd and Shahman, the regional struggle between Syria and Iraq, to the competing interests between the regiments and battalions, the relationship is so intricate that no one can say that he has complete control over everything in Aleppo, not even the Grand Leader of the Black Death, al-Baghdadi.

Although Hardy is from the Shahman faction, he is also a regimental leader, and he has more than a hundred Black Death Apostles under his command.

Although he can only pull over a dozen of them, for Aziz, his strength will increase by at least a third, so why wouldn't he do it?

As a result, a strange phenomenon appeared in the tense barracks, two opponents who had just returned to life and death, now actually hooked their shoulders and began to inspect the barracks with more than a dozen subordinates, and jointly ordered to redistribute the barracks' troop allocation.

Even, the two of them also ordered to open the munitions warehouse and take out more than a thousand reserve cans, and each Black Death apostle could receive three according to his taste.

Half an hour later, when the reinforcements sent by General Baitura arrived, they were puzzled by the scene before them.

Isn't there already a fight, why is it so peaceful, with a smile on his face, and canned food?

"Tasnim Aslam, try the canned beef produced by the infidels, it tastes good!" Aziz smiled and invited the commander of the reinforcements, Aslam, to enter the command, and condescendingly pointed to the barracks and said: "Allah willing, I have taken full control of the Falek barracks, and now everything here will be under the command of General Baitula." ”

"No fighting?" Aslam was urgently ordered to reinforce him, but his superiors did not explain the situation, always thinking that this place had been beaten into a pot of porridge, but the way here was quiet, and even the sound of gunfire was heard.

"Of course it couldn't have been so easy, four people died, including the head of the guard of the governor of Shahman, Rewaz. Standing on the windowsill, Aziz pointed to a pickup truck in the middle of the playground and said, "Their bodies are there, please take them with Aslam when they leave." ”

Aslam then noticed the pickup truck, which was covered in white cloth but had blood running from the edges.

No, he killed Jevaz and asked me to take the body, isn't that a problem for me?

"Captain Aziz, you should take the corpse away. Aslam said, "General Baitura has ordered you to lead your troops to garrison the Anas Bridge, and I will manage it." ”

Aziz frowned, why didn't the barracks he had worked so hard to win belong to his own management?

He knew very well that the Anais Bridge was the dividing line between the Black Death and the government forces.

Recently, there have been frequent movements of government troops, tanks and artillery have appeared on the other side of the bridge, and the battle is on the verge of breaking out.

A trace of sadness came to my heart, could it be that as soon as Governor Fahd died, he, the captain of the guard, became an existence that his grandmother didn't love and his uncle didn't love?

Aziz said in a deep voice: "Aslam, the order I received is to occupy and control the Falek barracks, and you, as reinforcements, should be assigned to me to command!"

"This is General Baitura's order, if you have any objections, you can go to the general to confirm!" Aslam did not give an inch.

Aziz was silent and went to Baitura, wouldn't that be tantamount to letting the barracks go?

Although the Black Death took control of Aleppo, and although Aleppo City had a well-developed communication system, basically senior commanders would not use mobile phones to communicate for fear of being locked and bombed.

The information between them is mainly delivered by walkie-talkies, pick-up trucks, and older transmitters are used for a little further distance, and even a modified Morse code is used.

In the command room, there are not only Aziz and Aslam, but also Hadi and Redon and others.

Hearing this, Redon basically understood Aziz's situation, it turned out to be a poor ghost who was about to be used as cannon fodder, wouldn't his plan to rely on him to get close to the top of the Black Death be in vain?

No, this situation must be reversed.

Seeing that Aziz's face was full of anger and unwillingness, but he was also taken by General Baitula's obscenity + coercion, there seemed to be signs of giving in.

Lei Dong hurriedly pulled the corner of Aziz's clothes and whispered, "Mr. Aziz, please take a step to speak." ”

Aziz was shocked in his heart, the surprises that Lei Dong brought him today were too many and too shocking, could it be that in the face of such a situation, could this magical Oriental still have a good solution?

"Aslam, eat canned food. Hadi, entertain Aslam, you're all old friends. Aziz snorted, turned around and followed Redon out of the command room.

The corridor was full of Aziz's people, so Redon was no longer obscure, and said, "Aziz, if I go to garrison the Anas Bridge, I will be ready to exit." ”

"Exit?" Aziz glared.

"Flesh and blood cannot stop the bombardment of tanks and artillery, and I follow you to fulfill my ideals, not to act as cannon fodder for the benefit of some people. Lei Dong said very directly, and his gaze was very determined.

"You're going to be a deserter?" Aziz was furious, and his right hand touched the hand + gun on his waist.

"Mr. Aziz, I'm thinking about you, I don't want you to die like this. For I also want you to lead us through the holy war, for the beautiful Armida is still waiting for you to return at home. Lei Dong stepped forward, his voice suddenly raised an octave, and said, "Therefore, I implore you to stay in the Falek Barracks and give you a chance, and also give these brothers who followed you from birth to death a chance!"

Redon's words resonated with the Black Death, and Ikram and Semiha and the others had already pointed their guns at Redon, but now they let it go.

The muscles in Aziz's face shook violently a few times, and finally he stomped his foot and said, "I don't want to go to the Anais Bridge either, but ...... This is the order of General Baitura, we have no choice. ”

"Why don't you have a choice?" Lei Dong walked to the end of the corridor in two steps, opened the window with a bang, pointed to the dense equipment in the center of the playground and said: "Look, you have dozens of vehicles, thousands of weapons, enough ammunition to support an army to complete a big war, and you also have a factory for the manufacture of earth rockets, isn't this your choice?"

Aziz also walked to the end of the corridor, looked at the weapons and equipment below, and sighed and said: "I also thought about doing this, but Aslam is not Hadi, he has more than two hundred fighters, and we only have more than one hundred and forty now. What's more, the equipment belongs to the entire Jihadist Army and will soon be sent to the front. ”

Lei Dong sneered: "What are more than two hundred people, they are all on the street, and we occupy all the commanding heights, they dare not attack us, otherwise they will definitely die!"

Aziz was shocked: "This is a mutiny!"

"Mutiny?" said Lei Dong scoffed, "Only losers are treated as traitors, and successful people are always heroes." Think about it, Aziz, if we kill Revaz, will Shahman give up, and will General Bytullah be able to withstand the pressure and protect you?"

"General Baitura...... Not necessarily to obey Shahman's orders. Aziz's voice was a little low, and he was obviously not sure.

However, Aziz was not too worried, he had already planned in his mind, once Baitura asked him to hand over the murderer, he would hand over Redon.

However, Redon did not give him this chance, and continued: "It doesn't matter if I am given to Sha and Man at that time, but the important thing is that he can believe that I was not instructed by you to kill Gervaz. ”

Aziz was speechless, because this was the case.

There was already a holiday between him and Sha and Man, and it was hard to guarantee that Sha and Man would not take this opportunity to get rid of him.

"There is a saying in China that it is called "winning the king and losing the king". A great man once said that power comes out of the barrel of a gun. Since submission means death, then why don't we fight?" Redon stared into Aziz's eyes and said word by word: "Guns, we have them, people, we have them, can't you Aziz be a faction of your own and become a person like Fahd, Shahman, or even al-Baghdadi?"

"What?" Not only did Aziz freak out, but so did the other Black Deaths.

A faction of its own, that is Tateyamatou, they never dreamed of it.

However, it doesn't seem to be a fantasy!

In the whole of Aleppo, there are three major factions, Shahman is the strongest, with more than 2,000 troops, followed by the original Fahd team received by Baithullah, about 1,500 people, and a group of more than 1,000 people who have just been transferred from other places, and the leader is called Abdullah Haligh.

These are three forces, accounting for 80 percent of all the Black Death Apostles in Aleppo, and there are also a dozen or so small armed factions, with no more than two or three hundred people and only a few dozen.

However, because they are independent factions, although they are nominally ISIS fighters, they do not obey the command and each has its own territory, and when the big armed factions need them, they do not give orders, but coordinate, and often promise some benefits.

Aziz now has more than 140 men, and if the members of the Fahd Guard are transferred over, it will be easy to win over some of the soldiers of Hadi and his 9th Regiment and expand it into a team of 2 or 300 people.

Two or three hundred people are already considered a medium-sized faction, and they can be ranked in the top three among the small factions in Aleppo.

"There is a saying in China that it is better to be the head of the chicken than the queen of the ox. Redon finally added a handful to Aziz, saying, "Amida worships heroes, not poor creatures who can't even decide their own fate!"

Aziz was silent, but his eyes began to glow like a hungry wolf.

"Aziz, please don't waste time!" The door opened, and Aslam walked out impatiently and shouted: "The military situation is urgent, we are drawn from the vicinity of the Anais Bridge, in case the government forces suddenly attack, the bridge will definitely not be able to stand it!"

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