Chapter 195 Action Begins

Time is as usual, and it is gradually passing!

In the eyes of some abnormal people, time passed too slowly, and the pointer ticked for only one second. These people look as usual, but their hearts are full of tension and excitement. I can't wait for the time to turn to 7 o'clock immediately.

Suddenly, a clear but heavy bell with history rang, and the Islamists in Kandahar looked up at the largest mosque in the city.

In the eastern and southern areas of Kandahar, there was a low cry from an old-style building.

"The action begins..."

"Action begins!"

Near the airport in Kandahar, there were strange sounds in several buildings at the same time.

A sharp sound sounded through the night sky. In the confusion of the citizens of Kandahar, there was an earth-shaking explosion in the south of Kandahar. The dazzling firelight is so conspicuous in the night. The citizens of the whole city of Kandahar clearly saw the fire over the south of Kandahar.

In the bright firelight of the sky, mixed with thunderous explosions.

The citizens of Kandahar think at the same time: bomb!

In Kandahar, ordinary citizens saw a lot of gunfights and explosions. Whether it was the bombing of Kandahar when the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan, the melee of warlords in the Afghan civil war, or the exchange of fire between the U.S. military and Taliban forces near Kandahar, the citizens of Kandahar have long been fighting against this.

But what happened in the south today made the citizens of Kandahar very curious. Because in the explosion, there was continuous gunfire from time to time. Everyone knows that this is not a suicide attack, but a war.

While the citizens were guessing randomly, they suddenly found that their neighbors, colleagues, or relatives coincidentally took out a rifle from their homes and formed a small team to march towards the city. This situation is even more surprising.

In Afghanistan, private ownership of arms is not a secret. Afghanistan's current political axe and the U.S. military have never thought of collecting weapons in the hands of citizens. Due to the unstable situation in Afghanistan, some citizens often take to the streets with a rifle for safety.

But today's situation is different from usual. Because in Afghanistan, except for very good friends, they go out with guns together, but today, many people they don't know gather together like seeing their own brothers after making a gesture to each other.

"Shihadad, we are going to fight together again this time!" A masked Afghan man carrying a rifle said to another man not far away.

"Sydick Khan, may God bless us with good luck this time and drive the Yankees out!"

"..."

On the street, you can hear some men with guns chatting with each other from time to time. Some of them will form a small established team, and they will automatically move forward to a political axe building in the city under the leadership of a leader.

... "Li, aren't you nervous?" Michael asked Li Mo.

"There's nothing to be nervous about. Our task is just to delay them!" Li Mo smiled and said confidently.

The two were standing in the open space outside the barbed wire at Kandahar Airport at this time. Facing a Soviet-style building in the 1960s. This three-story Soviet-style building is less than 800 meters from the airport. Standing on the roof, you can see the vast airport clearly.

Around the small building, some heat-resistant trees are planted. As it is now spring, new green has begun to appear on the empty trees, indicating the birth of new life in the new year.

Neither Li Mo nor Michael are in the mood to watch the spring at night. After hearing the gunfire in the east, they sent a total of 22 men to the Soviet-style building in front of them.

Standing behind the two, there are only the mouse, the viper and Michael's assistant Dodd at this moment. Five people looked at the small building behind the dim light at the same time, where there was a detachment of special forces soldiers in the Delta. Their goal tonight is to prevent these special forces soldiers from supporting the battle in the East.

John and Mark are both soldiers of the second detachment of the Delta First Squadron. After two years of service in the army, the two entered the delta at the same time. There are many similarities between the two, such as age, both 23 years old, home addresses in Ohio, etc. The only difference is that John is black and Mark is white.

Tonight, it's the turn of the two of them to be on duty. Although all Delta members believe that nothing can pose a threat to them in Afghanistan. The harsh training will prevent these special forces from giving up the discipline that must be strictly enforced for a moment of laziness.

On the roof of the small building, Mark and John put the M4A1 assault rifle with a grenade launcher on their knees, leaning against the skylight and chatting while patrolling the woods near the small building with sharp eyes.

Suddenly, Mark took out a bag of camels from his pocket and threw one to John. Both of them clicked on it.

"I'm going to 'ride' here again tonight!" John sucked the camel in half of his breath and laughed at himself.

"Haha, who let you, the unlucky guy, draw the note on duty every time!" Mark said with a smile.

Just as John was about to complain, a bright light suddenly burst out in the dark night sky in the east, followed by thunderous explosions.

Not good! When Mark and John heard the explosion, they reflexively grabbed the rifle on their knees and quickly stood up.

Looking at the fire and mixed gunfire in the east, both Mark and John understood what was doing there. Suddenly, their faces changed greatly. Mark took out a black object the size of a cigarette box from his body. After pressing it on it, an alarm sounded in the room of the small building.

"It's the camp of the 402 machine walking camp!" Mark and John looked at each other in horror. These explosions and gunshots indicate that the enemy is attacking the camp.

Without much consideration, the two immediately ran downstairs to a room on the left side of the third floor. By the time the two arrived, 14 heavily armed special forces had gathered in the room. With Mark and John, it happens to be a detachment of Delta Special Forces.

Among the 16 people, there is a white man about 2 meters tall. At this moment, he is holding a Barrett 12.7mm heavy sniper rifle in one hand. He is Brent, the captain of this team. Lieutenant Colonel Parker.

"Guys, I have just called Lieutenant Colonel Tony, the commander of the aircraft battalion, and learned that the Taliban guerrillas were attacking the camp at this time. Because there was no prior information, the camp of the machine step battalion was blown up by a burst of rockets from the other side, destroying a lot of equipment and more than 30 soldiers. Lieutenant Colonel Tony needs our help. I think it's time for everyone to take action!" Brent glanced at the team members with eagle-like eyes and said solemnly.

"Captain, those bastards in the machine walking camp can't even resist an indigenous guerrilla, can they?" The speaker is a young man who is not tall but very young. At this moment, he was chewing gum and said with disdain on his face.

Although they belong to the U.S. military, the competitive relationship between arms exists in any country or organization. As a member of the Delta Special Forces, which is the largest in the world, with many personnel, the most complete equipment and the most abundant funds, young people have the confidence to despise other armies.

The young people's words are exactly what other team members think. If a guerrilla attack and the machine walking camp has to ask for Delta support, then what's the use of this machine walking camp? Delta Special Forces is a special force that performs small and special tasks, such as anti-terrorism, going deep behind enemy lines to capture and assassinate local leaders. It is not a firefarm!

"I thought the same way at the beginning, but Lieutenant Colonel Tony told me that the first squadron of the machine squadron was chasing a group of guerrillas who attacked the patrol outside, and he has not returned to the station at this moment!" Brent shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"Is it the attack at Phil Pass this afternoon?" Mark asked in surprise when he thought of the news from the machine walking camp in the evening.

"Yes, let's not talk about anything else now. Are you ready? Let's go when you are ready! I'd like to see who is so bold to attack the camp in the city!" After saying that, Brent waved to the team members and signaled to go.

In the woods in front of the small building, a group of night killers are ambushed at this time. Because two of Michael's special forces were retired from the Delta. They are familiar with some traps or warning measures in the Delta Special Forces. Under the leadership of the two, a group of 22 people quietly entered the woods outside the small building, which was less than 300 meters away from the small building.

This time, Li Mo and Michael assisted the Taliban in blocking the sudden appearance of the delta, posing a fatal threat to the guerrillas in the exchange of fire. Omar took out part of the inventory and handed it to Li Mo and Michael's men. AK-74 assault rifle equipped with a grenade launcher and a low-light sight. Although the low-light sight is not as good as the infrared night vision sight at night, it is also very helpful to strengthen the target in the weak light. Two Barrett 12.7mm sniper rifles were also taken out by Omar. Others, such as pistols, are all available. As long as Li Mo and Michael asked for it, Omar's own equipment will not be left.

Omar is also desperate this time. In order to recapture Kandahar. He not only promised many benefits for Li Mo and Michael, but also exposed many family backgrounds.

Like the two formed troops of the Taliban Guard and the Afghan Guard, Omar had never let them appear before. Usually, the U.S. military is attacked by peripheral forces.

"Wait!" John, who was walking on his way, suddenly waved his hand and shouted. Just now, he felt a creepy breath flowing through his body.

John, who has been trained and tested by war, knew that it was the breath of being aimed by a sniper rifle. John was also targeted by a sniper rifle while on a mission in Iraq. It's just that the sniper was too rubbish. Under John's sensitive dodge, he didn't hit John. Not much, John was also shocked into a cold sweat. Since then, John has been lingering with the danger of erecting hair all over his body.

At this time, the soldiers in the delta had just walked out of the small building. He was targeted by a sniper rifle. You don't have to think about it. There must be enemies ambushed outside the small building.

When the other members of the Delta saw John's gesture, they knew that there was an enemy. The conditioned team members immediately fell down. The weapon on the body appears in the hand at the same time...

(to be continued)