Dragoon fighter

In the chaotic Afghanistan, almost every civilian knows a little bit about how to use and make weapons. These are also basic skills for self-protection.

Since the "Knight" joined them, a sword has eliminated many enemies for them, while also saving them a lot of weapons and ammunition.

Today's wars are almost dominated by semi-automatic and automatic weapons. The firepower is fierce and the killing efficiency is not the same as that of the original single-shot rifles.

However, the consumption of ammunition has increased exponentially, and logistics and ammunition reserves have also been greatly challenged.

Now, because of Lin Mo, the migrants still have a lot of ammunition on hand, which has become the greatest confidence for the mercenary leader Aibike. The large amount of ammunition originally reserved for fighting on the migration road is now enough to deal with one or two small-scale battles. war.

As long as he persists in this battle, then Aibik will no longer be a mercenary leader, but can call himself the Gem Valley Guard, gain the full support of thousands of civilians, and have a stable supply of resources and soldiers.

There are people with money and guns, and people with territory. They are no longer wandering mercenaries, but a small warlord with their own territory.

Two Patan young men huddled on the top of the mountain and climbed hard along the mountain beams to gain a better view by occupying the commanding heights.

"Where are these guys? Will they stop coming? Oops 1"

A young man wearing a white turban slipped and almost fell down the mountain. Fortunately, another companion with quick eyesight and quick hands caught him in time, preventing tragedy.

"Careful, idiot"

The young man who reached out to grab his companion was wearing a khaki American-style steel helmet while forcefully pulling his companion onto a slightly flatter boulder.

"I almost died, thank you, Larry1"

The frightened young man with a white turban patted his chest and looked at the rocky hillside. If he fell, he would probably lose his human form.

"Thank you. We can't just die casually. Even if we die, we have to fight to death. If we just fall to death here, God will not accept us."

Larry, who was wearing a helmet: He raised his telescope and began to observe the surroundings on a routine basis.

Almost every group of reconnaissance teams that could be dispatched was issued a telescope, some made in Russia and some made in the United States. They were basically IWC brands and miscellaneous ones, all left behind by foreign troops in Afghanistan.

There are also some imported from outside, but they are not something that small mercenaries like them can get.

"Yes, yes, do you want some water?" The young man wearing a white turban was full of gratitude. This was a life-saving grace. He took out the kettle and handed it to Larry.

"No, no, I don't need Hafar, guess what I saw?"

Holding the telescope, Larry suddenly looked like he was under a spell, looking sharply in a certain direction while still adjusting the focus with his hand.

"What? An Arab dancer doing belly dancing?" The young man in a white turban, known as Hafar, saw that the other party didn't want it, so he simply took a big sip himself.

"What are you talking about? If there are dancers in the barrel, it will be your turn? With your appearance, women will probably hide as far away as possible." Larry put down the binoculars, put it into Halfar's hand, and patted him Wearing a white turban, he pointed in the direction and said: "See for yourself. 1" To be honest, Hafar, who was wearing a white turban, did not look very good. He had a straight face, unibrows, fish eyes, and a hooked nose. A mean mouth chun.

To be honest, it would be fine if he looked like this, but he had a yellow patch and a white patch on his face. He looked like he had a skin disease and had a big wart that stopped. He also looked obese. A few hundred years ago, how could it be possible? He also looks like a Mr. Bai.

"Is there really a dancer? It's really a gift from Allah. Thank you Allah 1" He didn't understand what it meant and took it seriously. Hafar said to himself and pointed the telescope in the direction Larry pointed. He passed his face and took a quick look. He suddenly seemed startled. His face changed drastically. He quickly put down the telescope and shouted as if he was frightened: "Quickly, notify the camp quickly. The enemy is coming. Okay, there are many 1"

In the sight of the telescope, he saw a large amount of sand and dust, indicating that large troops were marching. He even saw a long convoy of personnel carriers and infantrymen marching on foot. There were quite a few, and they could be counted in a moment. Not sure.

Looking at the number and the movement of the march, there must be at least several hundred people.

"What idiot are you panicking about? They are still far away. I guess they have to camp down at night. They can't launch an attack right away." Larry had already picked up the walkie-talkie at this time, and calmly put up the antenna and adjusted the signal. and power.

"Hello 1, hello 1. This is Caliphate No. 2. This is Caliphate No. 2. Can you hear me?" There was a short signal noise, and the response came. It was a woman's voice. It seemed that there were not enough manpower, and even some women were allocated. In a non-combat position, the woman's voice stuttered a little, "This, this is... uh, wait a moment."

The woman's voice suddenly became fainter, but it could be vaguely heard. Her voice seemed to be asking others for confirmation.

"Is our place Gem Valley? Is that what we call it? Gem Valley? That's right? Okay, I understand, thank you. I thought it was the original Morizas Village 1"

Larry's face was extremely weird. This woman was definitely a novice. She couldn't even figure out her own communication code. Civilians were civilians and didn't know the discipline of fighting at all.

There was an inexplicable buzzing from the walkie-talkie, and I didn't know what was going on on the other end. Fortunately, a woman's voice came through again. It was still a bit nasal, but much better than before, but the tone was a bit out of tune and sounded weird.

"This is Gem Valley, ha, ha, what's going on?"

Larry didn't even know how to express himself. A non-professional was a non-professional, and he knew it was the result of rushing to sell something. It was really tiring to say the last sentence.

He still couldn't get angry with the woman, so he could only shrug and said with a helpless expression: "I am Caliph No. 2, remember clearly, Caliphate No. 1, yes, I have important news for you. Aibike reports, please take note of it, this is very important news, you’d better take a note and take notes.”

"Sorry, wait a minute. I'm looking for a pen. Uh, I can't read. I'm going to ask someone next to me to write it down for me. Um, it'll be done soon."

The voice coming from the other end made Larry very speechless. The young man from Hafar, who was still nervous about the enemy, turned his head with doubt. He was counting the opponent's strength. Although it was far away, it was still there. There are many obstacles between them, but they are getting closer and closer.

"Oh my God, where did they find this rookie? He's not even literate. Such an important position is actually assigned to an illiterate rookie. Is manpower really so tight?"

Larry spread his hands and expressed his frustration. Although the equipment problem was solved, there were still artificial communication barriers. This was not his fault.

"Is she a woman? Hi, this is really good news. You should take this opportunity to chat with her more. I think you should be able to add another wife. If you don't need it, let me give it to you. I am very I’m happy to solve it for you, at least I’m still single, right?”

Haffar was teasing the other person, and Larry, who had always been smart and capable, was very happy to express his gloating when he encountered such a frustrating thing.

"Shut up and tell me to reconnoiter the opponent's troops first. The more detailed the better. If they find you, you have to be the first to rush up and block the holes."

The furious Larry wanted to give this idiot the walkie-talkie in his hand. No wonder this guy is still single. Who would marry his daughter to this guy for such an unknown guy? Isn't it obvious that he will suffer the consequences?

"Okay, Caliph No. 2, this is Gem Valley. I'm ready. Say it quickly." The voice came from the intercom again. It was obviously another person, but the voice looked more like a child, a woman, and a child. My child, the communication station has almost become a shelter for young children.

In order to deal with the incoming army in Gemstone Valley, almost everyone came in handy. Regardless of men, women, old or young, as long as they could be used, all the people who could be used were used. They were put on the job after a rough training, and there was no time at all. It doesn't matter if you don't have many majors, it's already good if you can understand switching equipment.

Fortunately, the child on the other end of the intercom was courageous and spoke calmly, which reassured Larry a little. The military situation was urgent, so he didn't care to complain and said immediately: "I am Caliphate No. 2, listen, kid. My position is about 21 kilometers due south of the mountain pass. I found a team. It is estimated that there are nearly 700 people and more than 20 cars. This is what I have detected so far. Kid, repeat it to me. Once again.”

"Twenty-one kilometers south of the mountain pass, seven hundred people, and more than twenty cars, right? Caliphate 2

"Uncle No."

"Very good, smart kid, I will continue." The child's reply finally made Larry feel relieved that there was finally someone who could do something serious. Just as he was praising him a few more times, suddenly a bullet flew and directly interrupted the conversation. An antenna as long as an arm and as thick as a pen.

Six, be careful, sniper 1." Hafar, who was on the side, reacted immediately and threw Larry down.

Obviously, these two top soldiers were discovered, and they fired a shot to announce the presence of others.

"Damn, he's a sharpshooter. 1" Larry didn't bother to continue talking, and quickly dragged the walkie-talkie and the interrupted antenna. The shot just now almost scared his body away. If it was just ten centimeters lower, You can just take off his forehead.

"We are about to retreat. We can't stay here any longer." Hafar looked angrily at the direction where the bullets were flying. He didn't dare to look more, and quickly lowered his head. He didn't know where the sniper was, but with their Two shots of ak are almost like being targeted. Staying here for one more minute will make it even more dangerous.

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