How should modern urban warfare be fought?

Joga hadn't fought before, but that didn't prevent him from training with the terrorists in the small city of Bairdi.

Because of the long-term war and lack of infrastructure, Baildi's internal mobile phone signal is very bad, let alone cable TV and the like.

The people there are under the rule of terrorists, those who are able to flee have long since left, and some of the remaining civilians are still supporting al-Qaeda, and the rest are truly innocent and helpless civilians.

And as al-Qaeda's rule grows, more people are being brainwashed and transformed by them.

To put it mildly, brainwashing people is sometimes easier than brainwashing dogs, because people will accept a lot of bizarre things out of fear, and then gradually become a habit.

Haftar handed over the refinery to P. B's core appeal is not just to settle the two cities, but also to prevent al-Qaeda from using those places as recruiting places that can pull away large numbers of fanatics in pickup trucks.

The most important thing is not to allow two cities to become a source of financial resources for al-Qaeda.

The cities ruled by terrorists are not suspended, and the common people are still struggling to operate in order to eat and drink, and all kinds of commercial and trade activities and production activities are still struggling to operate.

The terrorists are a little rougher and more fanatical, occasionally killing a few disobedient traders who are 'unkind to the rich', imprisoning and abusing a few intellectuals, and maybe they can win the applause of a group of people and absorb fresh blood.

It is not too difficult for Boss Qiao to beat Baierdi, and it is said that it is a practice, just to let all the soldiers who came from Tiannan and Haibei to help the boxing adapt to the new flat rhythm of war, after all, Tubrug in the back is the hard one.

The scene of the GIs pulling out was quite shocking, the paratroopers in Seville rode the long-headed warriors sponsored by the Chinese, and the mercenaries of Wagner used the LMV sponsored by the Italians.

The LMV opened the road, behind the long-headed warrior hall, and in the middle were more than 30 military trucks carrying various weapons and ammunition materials, as well as six 'Nora' self-propelled howitzers.

The self-propelled howitzers stopped at a distance of 5 km from Bairdi and then deployed by the command of the professional artillery of Sevia, with a platoon of paratroopers left behind to act as protection.

Ambassador Steven was wearing body armor and a helmet, sitting in a bulletproof LMV car, still showing a very insecure feeling.

Wallace, the reporter sitting next to him, was very calm, and the veteran reporter had a camera in his hand and had been filming the scenes on both sides of the vehicle.

As a border city adjacent to Egypt, Baierdi should be a relatively developed commercial city because of its proximity to the port, but now there are only abandoned vehicles on both sides of the highway and some scattered abandoned buildings.

The speed of the convoy was not too fast, which allowed Wallace to fully record the trauma of the war on the part of the place.

Just when Ambassador Steven wanted to remind Wallace that he was ready to turn the camera on him, a few crisp 'knocks' suddenly came to mind on the side door of the LMV......

Before Steven could react to what was happening, he heard the State Department agents driving the car shout in panic: "Someone is shooting at us, someone is attacking us."

Car No. 2 covers, car No. 3 clears the road, and we accelerate through ......"

The shouting of the secret service seemed quite panicked, but the choice was not wrong.

However, they ignored the fact that they were moving in the convoy, and the random lane changes and accelerated of several cars, causing the overall rhythm of the convoy to move chaotically.

It's like someone deliberately moving a moving toy train, and the shaking of one section of the carriage will cause the whole car to shake.

This led to a bit of incongruity in the fleet......

As soon as the three cars responsible for the ambassador's security accelerated, a shouting and curse rang out on the radio in their cars......

"Are you fucking brains? Go back to the line, now everyone knows which car the key person is in. ”

Wallace grabbed the handrail in one hand and the camera in the other to record the situation inside the car, and the outside attack never stopped, and the enemy was hiding partly in a few dilapidated houses on the right side of the highway, and partly in the desert.

The early firearms attack was just a sign of the immaturity of a group of terrorists who acted as observation posts.

Experienced veterans waited until the convoy was within range of the rockets before firing, stopping the vehicles in front of them to intercept the convoy before the two sides exchanged fire.

The people hired by Boss Qiao are all elites, and they naturally understand this truth.

In particular, there is a drone in the sky to guide it, and it is impossible to fall into the trap of terrorists.

They just wanted to make their actions look more impactful, and as soon as the ambassador's car moved, they ruined their ideas.

Steven doesn't know how to fight, but he still has basic demeanor and courage, and at this point, he consciously keeps his mouth shut, fully trusting the State Department special services to protect him.

The Secret Service Commander swore and pressed the speed back to the convoy, and before entering the convoy, he played a fancy switch with the other two cars in an attempt to confuse the terrorists.

But soon he realized that everything was his own doing, and when the lead car in front was within 600 meters of the enemy, the roof of the vehicle was lifted, and a group of machine gunners collectively controlled the machine gun to turn to the flank, and then pulled the bolt......

Seeing that there was no movement on his side, Wallace slipped the camera into the ambassador's hand, then stood up and pushed the roof of the car open, holding the machine gun.

The head of the State Department's special services who was driving saw that the car in front not only did not stop, but slowed down and seemed to be ready to fight directly with someone, he sweated profusely and picked up the radio and called: "The enemy has an RPG, we must ......"

Just as the guy was yelling, there was a sharp whistling from the sky......

Six 155-mm airburst shells exploded over the enemy in the distance......

Only an orange flash could be seen in broad daylight, and then a large area was obscured by gray-black smoke.

The special service was also a soldier, and when he saw this situation, he knew that he was excluded from the combat team.

Wagner's bastards know everything, they just won't tell themselves, and they act like fools who think they're smart.

But soon the secret service chief realized that he still underestimated Wagner's madness.

The first time they fought under the cover of Seville artillery, these Maozi dared to approach a position about 500 meters from the core area of the explosion......

The convoy had no intention of stopping, it was moving forward at high speed, and when the front end of the convoy was parallel to the buildings, the machine gunners finally opened fire......

"Bang ......"

"Bang ......"

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More than forty large-caliber machine guns on armored off-road vehicles fired at the same time, and several buildings began to collapse from the middle like rape flowers whipped by naughty boys.

More than a dozen terrorists climbed out of the back of the building in panic, trying to escape the machine gun attack on the hillside, but only a dozen seconds later, six more airburst shells flew over......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Six airburst bombs exploded almost simultaneously at a height of 15 meters, and the power of the explosion swept through a large area of space.

Theoretically, there should be no living people in a range the size of a football field.

Reporter Wallace was too addicted to guns, and when he saw someone in front of him gesturing and shouting 'stop', he sat back in the car with a little painful ear.

Seeing that two LMVs in the convoy in front of them drove off the road and rushed into the blast area, they began to search for survivors......

Wallace, amid Ambassador Steven's surprised expression, took the camera and stood up again to record the footage.

Wagner's courage was big enough, and the level of Seville's artillery was excellent, and the combination of two completed this near-perfect encounter.

The military trucks that dragged a little behind, and the long-headed warriors didn't even fire a shot!

By this time, the convoy had not stopped for even a second, but had slightly reduced its speed when the machine guns were fired, so that the machine gunners could bombard the target.

This is not the norm of modern warfare, and Wagner's gang of hairy people who want money and don't want to die make the scene a little too hot.

The normal situation should be that the drone finds the enemy, and then launches the Blue Sword 7 to clear the enemy in the building, and then the artillery covers and bombards the enemy who is ambushed in the desert, and then Wagner sends people to the field to confirm the results at close range, and finally the convoy can continue to move forward.

The market price of one Blue Sword 7 is $50,000, and the market price of one 155 airburst bomb is $10,000.

Normally, when the U.S. military encounters such an ambush, it needs at least 4 rounds of hellfire, followed by another round of air force bombardment, or if conditions permit, 5~8 rounds of precision artillery bombardment will enter the field to check and then pass.

Forty or fifty terrorists were deliberately ambushing the US troops in the field, and before the official attack began, millions of people on the opposite side were burned first.

This is modern warfare!!

But the big guy has the style of play, and the poor ghost has the style of the poor ghost!

A group of two hundred and five old Maozi replaced the Blue Sword 7 with machine guns, and also forced the artillery behind them to a very high level, saving a lot of military expenses for Boss Qiao, and the scene seemed to be a boost.

The convoy was on the road for almost a second, and it took about 40 minutes to reach the outskirts of the small town of Baierdi.

One of the nice things about desert cities is that almost no buildings protrude out of the city.

They build houses in circles, and the buildings are like people holding hands, resisting desert storms or other natural disasters.

The convoy came to a halt a kilometre away from Bairdy, and the two LMVs pounced on the rudimentary shepherds' tents on either side of the convoy the moment the convoy stopped.

After confirming that there was no danger, the heavily armed 'fried sugar' with a large pot on his back rushed over, waving the dollars in his hand, and forcefully bought the livestock in the hands of those shepherds, and domineeringly included them in the logistics team, which was specifically responsible for herding sheep.

After all, if it is killed too quickly, the mutton is easy to spoil, and it is better to eat it while raising it.

Ambassador Steven watched Boss Qiao lead Ayew and get down from a long-headed warrior that caught up behind, he compared the LMV he was riding, and said unhappily: "I'm going to have a car with you in the afternoon, FUCK, it was too thrilling just now." ”

Qiao Jia glanced at Steven, who had a lot of trouble, and said, "This is all requested by your bodyguards, they are not happy to get too close to me, and they are afraid that you will become the target of terrorists."

I think that's really nice, don't you think? ”

How did the secret service leader know that Boss Qiao was not in charge of directing the war at all now......

'Don't let the object of protection get too close to the dangerous person', this is the basic quality of a professional bodyguard.

Seeing Ambassador Steven's strange gaze at him, the secret service leader could only bow his head helplessly.

It is difficult to build human trust, but it only takes a moment to destroy it.

Seeing that the secret service leader avoided his gaze, the ambassador shook his head vigilantly, and then beckoned to a few mercenary temporary workers who were triple-canopy not far away, and said, "Hey, 'Trigger', are you free in the afternoon?" I need a driver who understands the local situation......"

(End of chapter)