From arms dealer to king of war

How should modern urban warfare be fought?

Qiao Jia had never fought before, but that didn't stop him from practicing with the terrorists in the small city of Baierdi.

Due to the long-term war and lack of infrastructure, the mobile phone signal inside Baierdi is very poor, let alone cable TV and the like.

The people there are under the rule of terrorists, and those who are able to escape have long since left. Some of the remaining civilians still support 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 bluntly, brainwashing people is sometimes easier than brainwashing dogs, because people will accept many bizarre things out of fear, and then gradually become a habit.

Haftar's core demand for handing over the oil refinery to P.B. is not only to stabilize the two cities, but also to prevent Al Qaeda from using those places as recruitment centers and driving in pickup trucks to take away large numbers of soldiers. Fanatic.

The most important thing is not to let the two cities become a financial source for Al Qaeda.

Cities ruled by terrorists are not at a standstill. People are still struggling to carry out various commercial and production activities in order to survive.

The terrorists are a little more brutal and a little more fanatical. Occasionally they kill a few disobedient traders who are "unkind for the sake of wealth", imprison and torture a few intellectuals, and maybe they can win the applause of a group of people and attract new blood.

It is not too difficult for Boss Qiao to defeat Baierdi. It is said that it is training, just to let the soldiers who come from all over the world to help them adapt to the new flat war rhythm. After all, what follows Tobruk is the hard nut.

The scene of the soldiers marching out was quite shocking. Sevia's paratroopers rode long-headed warriors sponsored by China, and Wagner's mercenaries used LMVs sponsored by Italians.

The LMV opened the way, with the Long-headed Warriors behind. In the middle were more than 30 military trucks carrying various weapons, ammunition and supplies, as well as six Nora self-propelled howitzers.

The self-propelled howitzer stopped 5 kilometers away from Baierdi, and was then deployed under the command of professional Serbian artillery. A platoon of paratroopers stayed behind to act as protection.

Ambassador Steven was wearing a body armor and helmet, and he was sitting in a bulletproof LMV car. He still seemed very insecure.

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

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

The convoy was not moving too fast, allowing Wallace to use his camera to fully capture the trauma the war had brought to the place.

Just when Ambassador Steven wanted to remind Wallace that he was ready to turn the camera on him, he suddenly remembered several crisp 'knocking' sounds on the side door of the LMV...

Before Steven could realize what was happening, he heard the State Department agent driving the car shout in panic: “Someone is shooting at us, someone is attacking us.

Car No. 2 covers, Car No. 3 opens the way, and we speed through..."

The special agent's shouting seemed quite panicked, but his choice was not wrong.

However, they ignored that in the convoy they were traveling in, several cars changed lanes and accelerated randomly, disrupting the overall rhythm of the convoy.

It's like someone deliberately pushing a moving toy train. The shaking of one section of the carriage will cause the whole thing to shake.

This approach resulted in a bit of disharmony in the team...

The three cars responsible for the ambassador's safety had just accelerated when a burst of yelling and curses came from the radio in their cars...

"Are you out of your fucking mind? Get back to the team, now everyone knows which car the key person is in."

Wallace grabbed the armrest with one hand and the camera with the other to record the situation in the car. The attacks from the outside never stopped. Some of the enemies were hidden in several dilapidated houses on the right side of the highway, and some were hidden in the desert.

The early gun attack was just a sign of immaturity by a group of terrorists acting as observation posts.

Experienced veterans wait until the convoy enters the range of the rockets before opening fire, stopping the vehicles in front to intercept the convoy, and then the two sides exchange fire.

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

Especially since there are drones in the sky to guide us, we are even less likely to fall into the trap of terrorists.

They just wanted to make their actions look more impactful, but as soon as the ambassador's car moved randomly, their idea was ruined.

Steven didn't know how to fight, but he still had basic grace and courage. At this point, he consciously kept his mouth shut and fully trusted the special agents of the State Department who protected him.

The secret service leader cursed and returned to the convoy at a high speed. Before entering the convoy, he performed a fancy switch position with the other two vehicles in an attempt to confuse the terrorists.

But he soon discovered that everything was just self-indulgence. When the leading vehicle in front entered within 600 meters of the enemy, the roof of the vehicle was lifted. A group of machine gunners collectively controlled the machine guns to turn to the flanks, and then pulled The gun bolt...

When Wallace saw that there was no action on his side, he put the camera into the ambassador's hand, then stood up and pushed off the roof of the car, holding the machine gun.

The head of the special service of the State Department who was driving saw that the car in front not only did not stop, but slowed down as if he was preparing to fight directly. He sweating profusely picked up the radio and called: "The enemy has RPG, we must..."

Just as this guy was yelling, a sharp whistle came from the sky...

Six 155mm air-burst bombs exploded over the enemy in the distance...

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

After all, the special agent had been a soldier. Seeing this situation, he knew that he was excluded from the fighting team.

Those bastards in Wagner knew everything, but they just refused to inform themselves, making themselves act like smart fools.

However, the secret service leader soon discovered that he had underestimated Wagner's madness.

This gang of idiots fought under the cover of Serbian artillery for the first time, and they dared to approach a position about 500 meters away from the core area of ​​the explosion...

The convoy had no intention of stopping at all. They moved forward along the highway. When the front end of the convoy was parallel to the buildings, the machine gunner on the car finally opened fire...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

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More than 40 large-caliber machine guns on armored off-road vehicles fired at the same time. Several buildings, like rapeseed flowers whipped by naughty boys, began to collapse from the middle.

A dozen terrorists crawled out from behind the building in panic, trying to escape the machine gun attack on the hillside, but after only ten seconds, six more air burst bombs flew over...

"Boom boom boom..."

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

Theoretically, there shouldn't be any living people within an area the size of a football field.

Reporter Wallace had had enough of his gun addiction. When he saw someone in front of him gesturing and shouting "Stop," he sat back in the car with his sore ears clasped.

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

Under the surprised expression of Ambassador Steven, Wallace took the camera and stood up again to record the scene.

Wagner was bold enough, and the Serbian artillery was very good. The combination of the two completed this almost perfect encounter.

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

At this time, the convoy did not stop even for a second. It just slowed down slightly when the machine gun was fired, making it easier for the machine gunner to bombard the target.

This is not the norm in modern warfare. The Wagner gang, who want money rather than life, made the scene a bit too intense.

The normal situation should be that the drone discovers the enemy, then launches the Blue Sword 7 to clear the enemy in the building at a fixed point, and then the artillery cover and bombard the enemy ambushing in the desert. After that, Wagner sends people to the scene to confirm the results at close range, and finally the convoy Only then can we continue to move forward.

The market price of a Blue Sword 7 is US$50,000, and a 155 air burst bomb is US$10,000.

Normally, when the US military encounters such an ambush, it will need at least 4 rounds of Hellfire, followed by a round of air force bombing, or if conditions permit, 5 to 8 rounds of precision bombardment before entering the site to inspect and then pass.

Forty or fifty terrorists deliberately ambush the US military in the wild. Before the official battle started, millions of people on the other side were burned in a token of respect.

This is modern warfare! !

But the rich man plays like the rich man, and the poor man behaves like the poor man!

A bunch of 250-year-olds replaced the Blue Sword 7 with machine guns, and forced the artillery behind them to reach a very high level, saving Boss Qiao a lot of military expenses, and the scene seemed to be a boost.

The convoy wasted no time on the road for almost a second, and it took about 40 minutes to arrive at the outskirts of the small town of Baierdi.

A good phenomenon in desert cities is that almost no buildings protrude outside the city.

They build houses in circles, like people holding hands, to withstand desert storms or other natural disasters.

The convoy stopped one kilometer away from Baierdi. The moment the convoy stopped, two LMVs pounced on the simple shepherds' tents on both sides.

After confirming that there was no danger, he ran over, heavily armed with a big pot of 'fried sugar' on his back, waving the US dollars in his hand, forcefully purchased the livestock from the shepherds, and domineeringly included them in the logistics team, specifically responsible for Herding sheep.

After all, if you kill the mutton too quickly, the mutton will easily deteriorate, so you still need to raise it and eat it at the same time.

Ambassador Steven watched Boss Qiao leading Ayou out of a long-headed Warrior catching up from behind. He compared it with the LMV he was riding in, and said unhappily: "I want to share a car with you this afternoon. FUCK, it was so thrilling just now.”

Qiao Jia glanced at the troubled Steven with disgust and said: "This is all requested by your bodyguards. They are not willing to let you get too close to me because they are worried that you will become a target of terrorists.

I think this is really good, don’t you think? "

How did the secret service leader know that Boss Qiao is not responsible for directing the war at all now...

‘Don’t let the protected person get too close to dangerous people’, this is the basic quality of a professional bodyguard.

Seeing the strange look that Ambassador Steven looked at him, the secret service leader could only lower his head helplessly.

It is difficult to build people's 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, then waved to a few temporary mercenaries in the triple canopy not far away, and said: "Hey, 'Trigger', are you free this afternoon? ?I need a driver who knows the local situation..."