Chapter 5: The Transfer of Shooting Birds with Bird Guns

  In the blink of an eye, Wolf Head and his four men had been hiding for a week. Every time they shot down American planes, they would attract predator drones, which made three of the children soldiers extremely annoyed except for Wolf Head.

  Finally, the most explosive temper of the machine gunner couldn't bear it anymore. "Dagger, you're a genuine sniper! Holding a bird gun and being chased by birds, are you ashamed? I'm not familiar with this thing, give me a Barrett that can hold a cartridge belt or something..."

  Three beautiful middle fingers were given to chicken eyes.

  "It's not that I don't want to shoot, but shooting would definitely be discovered. You've seen it too, these American devils have learned their lesson and now they always try to fly as high as possible when they move. Do you think my bullets are made of dynamite? With this fire-control radar, do you think I can bring down a big bird flying at 5,000 meters?"

  The dagger patted the gun body and continued to say, "If we want to take it down, we can only sneak into the US military base and wait for the moment when it takes off and rises."

  After finishing, the knife carried the wolf head and rushed to the remaining wolves, flicking its tongue. The tip of the tongue slanted towards the back of the old wolf. As if sensing the knife's small movement, the wolf head's thick calloused palm slapped against the knife's helmet, producing a "dull thud" sound.

  "This time, don't count on me. I brought you guys here to train you, to kill your arrogance, especially you,残狼 (Lone Wolf), you little brat, who's gotten too big for his britches. This time, it's just the two of you on the bird-hunting mission! After we're done, we'll withdraw to Saddam's old home in Tikrit. You've been here for almost half a month and all you've taken out are a few lousy soldiers. Especially you,鸡眼 (Chicken Eye), with one clip you managed to waste eleven rounds of ammo. Do you really think the Barrett is a machine gun? Damn it, in the blink of an eye, eleven heavy rounds were wasted, except for blowing up an armored car tire, everything else was eaten by dogs!"

  After the fierce wolf head had trained each of them once, ignoring the knife's misfortune and continuing to say, "This time we're going to Tikrit to meet with American special forces. I hope you guys can give me some face! Alright, you two gather your gear and go, after succeeding don't come back, directly proceed north along the Tigris River, contact us again after leaving the city."

  After a simple plan, the two men loaded their guns and took out two Barrett rifles and an AK-47 that was estimated to be older than both of them from the basement. Lang Tou led the way with Ji Yan carrying the remaining equipment as they retreated towards the outskirts of the city.

  "Have you thought of a way to defeat him?" The knife was quite curious about what this little ancestor was thinking.

  "Have you seen that museum?" asked Can Lang, pointing at the ruined Revival Society Museum.

  "Continue," said the knife with great interest and listened on.

  "We hide in the civilian houses, use heavy sniper rifles to kill the patrol soldiers on the street of the museum, causing a little panic, then the US military base will definitely dispatch predators, and it takes about six or seven minutes to prepare for takeoff. We can make full use of this time to move our position once and leave the bombing range, so even if we fail, we won't lose our lives. Then all we need to do is wait for the birds to fly out, as long as the predators take off, our mission will be accomplished." The Lone Wolf said coldly.

  "You're as promiscuous as ever..." The dagger weakly waved its hand, apparently agreeing to the action.

  At a distance of 1000 meters, the soft target was shot and killed with Barrett, and the huge impact force could smash people into rags without finding an intact corpse. As the knife cocked the trigger, the big soldier in the sight was suddenly shot into two sections, and a faint red mist rose up, scaring the patrol soldiers next to him silly.

  Another bullet, the massive impact force performed a less-than-perfect amputation on another soldier. Finally, the last two soldiers came to their senses and dragged their comrade, who was writhing in agony with his severed arm, into the building.

  The two remaining wolves saw that they had achieved the expected effect, and immediately began their next plan. The knife quickly drew out his own satellite phone and dialed a number at random, then placed the phone next to the shooting hole (the predator could search for communication signals).

  In five minutes, the two quickly set up a sniper rifle in another small building with good visibility, aiming at the upper air of the US military's advancing direction. Before long, a silver-white predator like a seagull flew over from an altitude of 300 meters.

  Opportunity only comes once, the two no longer hesitate, and in an instant, four bullets were fired from the lower hanging barrel of the predator's belly. Fortunately, Barrett was a semi-automatic sniper rifle, otherwise, there would be nothing to play with. The four armor-piercing incendiary bullets successfully detonated the on-board bomb, and the bright red fireball tightly wrapped around the predator that had just climbed up, turning it into a charred roasted pigeon in an instant.

  "Bang", the two of them didn't even have time to feel relieved after throwing away the grenade before they scurried out, it's weird that they weren't discovered when they were so close to the US military base!

  Perhaps having seen the bravery of the two brothers earlier, the two men who had just emerged from their hiding place were caught by a grocery store owner. Speaking in broken English, the old man dispelled the vigilance of the two men, and without noticing the pistols held at the ready in the hands of the knife-wielding men, he led them to the side of a dry well in the backyard.

  What the heck? The Iraqi version of "Tunnel Warfare"? Ran Lang and Dao Zi were stunned, the US military's search team was about to arrive, and the two brothers didn't have time to think before being led away by a lean boy about the same height as Ran Lang. Unexpectedly, the meticulous old man even brought back the Barrett from the hideout.

  Moved by the emotions brought to them by this nation of many disasters and hardships, the two brothers were shocked by the scene before their eyes. All they saw was a narrow small hole, but as soon as they passed through it, they found themselves in a spacious underground corridor that was beyond anything depicted in "Tunnel Warfare", with some places even equipped with telephones!

  Actually, Iraq's underground tunnels are not uncommon in various newspapers. The 90-meter deep underground bunker is literally impenetrable, and the US drill bombs can't do anything about it. Moreover, each bunker is interconnected, even with highways. The design has anti-nuclear and biological functions, and internally, it can be said that there are layers of mechanisms. Compared to the tunnels in Hebei Province during China's Anti-Japanese War, they are not on the same level at all.

  However, the Americans also have a way to deal with it. What does Iraq have the most of? Of course, it's oil! As long as the US military discovers an underground tunnel, they will divert the crude oil from the fuel trenches that block the US military into the tunnel. Although there is a sealed gate every now and then in the Iraqi underground tunnels, the seal can't withstand the erosion and aging caused by the oil... 90 meters of oil pressure... Hehe, I guess the Iraqis are getting what they deserve.

  Stammering in Arabic, the guide child finally figured out where they were going. After seven twists and turns, they crawled out of a drainage ditch outside Baghdad, and Wolf handed over an AK47 and a Beretta M92FS as gifts to the guide child while fiddling with his fully charged communication device. Confirming the captain's coordinates, Wolf bid farewell to the guide and quickly headed towards the destination with Knife on high alert.

  In the northern suburbs of Baghdad, late at night, a dilapidated pickup truck carried three children to Tikrit, 180 kilometers away. The desert wind that was unique to the evening chilled the three brothers, causing them to shiver.

  "Hey, I heard that old Saddam in Tikrit has built a palace! Why don't we guys get our captain a concubine? Our captain is not young anymore, it's time for him to get married!" Chicken Eye shouted, spitting out sand grains from his mouth.

  "Our captain is a good man, how can he marry a foreign daughter-in-law? Isn't that wasting precious resources?" Daozi sneered and rushed to the driver's room, clicking his tongue.

  "Can you two be serious for once?" The Lone Wolf said the first half of the sentence very seriously, which also made the wolf head in the driver's cabin feel a sense of relief, after all, he hadn't spoiled this little brat in vain.

  "We wolf cubs like men as strong as Chiyan!" The second half of Lang's sentence finally came out indecently.

  In a burst of terrified yells, the rickety pickup careened along the tactical S route towards Tikrit.

  Tikrit is a small town under Salahuddin Province, with a population of only 50,000. However, it is the gateway to Mosul and Kirkuk as well as the northern oil fields, making its strategic location extremely important. Most importantly, this is Saddam's hometown, isn't there a Chinese saying "returning home in glory"? After Saddam came to power, Tikrit naturally received unprecedented development. However, since Baghdad was captured, the special forces here have been conducting almost uninterrupted 24-hour searches, with a strong determination to find Saddam no matter what. This has also attracted military contractors like vultures, including the notorious Blackwater company in the later stages of the war. Therefore, Wolf and his men were able to move undetected, as long as they kept a low profile, this place was almost as free as their own backyard.

  Compared to Baghdad, Tikrit in the mountainous area seems more favored by special forces, at least if they can catch the first uncle on the "Poker Wanted List", there is a considerable reward.

  Four people arrived in Tikrit and didn't start "hunting" immediately. Firstly, they had to wait for the wind to pass, secondly, the ammunition was still piled up in that car wash shed in Baghdad. They couldn't just load AK bullets into M82A1 clips, could they? No way, anyway, the three brothers were happy to have some leisure time, so they waited...

  Ever since Lang Tou'er followed the guide to solve the logistics supply problem, the three brothers have not left their hiding cave at all. Time has passed day by day in waiting until July.

  The wolf head finally returned, and four boxes of ammunition were also carried back by a small donkey with Iraqi characteristics. Of course, there is also a lucrative "extermination" task, it seems that not only China has Han traitors, but Iraq also has "Iraqi traitors".