Chapter 6: Exterminate the Traitorous Action

  Samara, a city in north-central Iraq, 70 miles northwest of Baghdad on the Tigris River, was once the capital of the Abbasid Caliphate in the 9th century and is now a major Shia Muslim pilgrimage site. Today, however, this sacred place for Muslims has produced a traitor to Islam.

  Looking at the task briefing in his hand, Lang Tou'er couldn't help but sigh. No matter how lofty one's beliefs are, they can't resist the temptation of interests. Whether it was the most famous Judas or this Seld, they both raised their hands in surrender under the attack of money.

  The photos of the target task were handed over to the three children, and Wolf Head closed his hand with a brief report. "In three days, in three days, the target person Selde will be escorted by the Navy SEALs from Tikrit to Baghdad. This is your first contact with special forces, all give me face! Through the line of intelligence, Selde will stay overnight in Samarra to pick up his wife and son. Our mission is to leave his body in Samarra, heh... this guy is worth a lot of money, $10,000, equivalent to two armored vehicles... Okay, no more talk, get ready with necessary equipment, depart in an hour. Oh, you guys discuss the battle plan yourselves, that's it." Wolf Head gave orders with a smile full of greed.

  "Alright, it's us three brothers who are going to put on a show for him. Let's discuss how we're going to play this time." The most helpless one was Jīyǎn (Chicken Eye), sniping wasn't his specialty at all.

  "Bring the map, let's study it." Said the sniper expert, or rather, the knife was more skilled, as his fingers slid across the map. The three of them focused their attention on a large chemical plant...

  Half an hour later, Lang Tou'er sent the three brothers to the chemical plant. Looking at the half-collapsed chimney, Kao's heart was filled with helplessness, and the only commanding height that could cover the Sai Er De family had disappeared. There was only a abandoned oil tank that could barely reach his home, since he came here, he couldn't go back, at least climb up to take a look first, holding onto the rusty handrail, Kao brought the remaining wolves to the rooftop with an area of less than five square meters.

  The strong wind blew, causing the empty oil tank to sway slightly. In the M82A1's scope, 1000 meters away, a two-story white building appeared unusually quiet. A woman wrapped in a shawl was breastfeeding her child. The crosshairs danced back and forth over the woman's head and the child's happy expression, causing the sniper to become somewhat distracted.

  "Leave this woman and child behind."

  Although unexpected, his decision, the knife stunned and slightly tapped the headset to indicate receipt. Everyone has a story in their heart, why stimulate your brother with an unimportant miscellaneous fish?

  Knife

  "Huh?"

  "Thank you"

  Hehe, Daozi smiled and didn't say anything, then the two of them started discussing their battle plan.

  "Have you thought of a way? At that time, Selde will definitely be surrounded by layers of bulletproof shields by the seals. With their professional standards, our chances of success are very small under normal circumstances. How about using landmines?" Zanlang suggested to Knife.

  "You think I don't want to use it? Look at the equipment our leader gave us, not even a landmine, let alone hand grenades. Damn this scorching sun, I'm almost cooked like an iron plate." Daozi complained and adjusted his position under the canopy.

  Iron plate burning... Iron plate burning! The wolf-like man suddenly raised the M82A1 in his hand and began to meticulously scan the layout of the small building. A moment later, the two men walked down from the oil tank with sinister smiles on their faces.

  "Chick, I've got a task for you. Once you're done, you can wait for the withdrawal." Knife tossed an MP7 equipped with a silencer to Chick without saying another word.

  "You go up and use a gun to blast a hole in the top of the can that two people can enter, be careful not to fall off, it's at least 30 meters" The lame wolf reminded him with schadenfreude.

  He gave the two a helpless look, and with his MP7 slung over his shoulder and a pouch of magazines attached to it, he climbed up onto the oil tank. As expected of a machine gunner, following a series of loud explosions, a standard circular hole appeared on top of the tank.

  The two brothers once again carried a roll of canvas and climbed up, after simple processing, the two made a simple hammock in the oil tank, and the sniper mission would be carried out in this environment three days later.

  After notifying the chicken eye by tapping on the earphone, use sulfuric acid to corrode away a dozen or so handrails in the middle and hide well. The two officially start lurking. Three days seems like a long time. However, with the cautious style of the SEAL team, I'm afraid tonight there will be scouts starting to set up defenses along the road.

  Smelling the residual crude oil smell at the bottom of the oil tank, the two carefully lay down on the huge "hammock". The two and a half children chatted seriously for the first time.

  "Wild Wolf, when can our war end?" Daozi's low voice echoed faintly in the oil tank.

  "End? For you, it's the moment before a bullet pierces your forehead. For me... maybe tomorrow, or perhaps in my next life."

  The oil tank became quiet again, with occasional gusts of wind bringing a rare coolness to the sweltering cramped space. The three days passed in the torment of scorching heat by day and freezing cold by night.

  On the third day at three o'clock in the afternoon, "Izzy" Seld finally appeared under the scorching sun in Chicken Eye's scope.

  "Hunter, prey in sight. Over." The chicken eye hidden somewhere provided the duo with the latest intel.

  The two didn't move, they just lightly tapped their earpieces to indicate they had received the message. Then, the two boys actually tightly hugged each other!

  Two SEALs inspected the entire chemical plant and finally came to this highest oil tank, trying to climb up. One of the SEALs was blocked by a broken handrail in mid-air. After coming down, two assault team members picked up their rifles and started firing at the tank! In just 10 seconds, all 60 bullets were shot into the tank, listening for any movement. The two assault team members finally turned around and left.

  "They've left, are you two alive?" Ji Yan asked the most concerned question at the first time.

  "It's nothing, just a scratch on the knife's arm. Don't move, they should be hiding nearby. Find them at your fastest speed and kill them immediately after the mission is completed." The Lone Wolf responded in a low voice through the throat microphone.

  The knife simply bandaged his wound and immediately set up the M82A1. Half an hour later, an armored vehicle stopped in front of the white small building. The knife and two others pulled the bolt together, with the knife using armor-piercing incendiary rounds, and the cross-shaped sight frame locked onto the target person. And the residual wolf used high-explosive rounds. His sight was aimed at a water storage tank commonly found in Iraq in the yard.

  Half a minute later, the target figure, surrounded by SEAL team members, walked under the water tank. "Boom!" The iron water tower, which had been roasted in the scorching sun all day, heated the clear water inside to 50 degrees Celsius like a solar-powered thermos. At the moment when the high-explosive shell burst the water tank, the boiling hot water splashed onto the SEAL team members and Seld.

  Out of instinct, the two SWAT team members behind him slightly raised the bulletproof shields in their hands, revealing a gap of less than five centimeters. In an instant, he may have realized something and immediately put down the shield in his hand.

  But it was too late, the 12.7mm caliber armor-piercing incendiary bullet carried a huge impact force through that gap and easily blew Seld into pieces, and the shrapnel even scratched the throat of a SEAL member. This can be considered an unexpected gain.

  Confirmed the task was a success, Knife immediately notified Chicken Eye. When the remaining wolves climbed out of the oil tank and threw down the rope, Chicken Eye had already shot and killed two alert SEAL team members and seized their Hummer vehicle. Everything went perfectly, by the time the SEAL team arrived, except for finding four assault-type hand grenades under the bodies of the two dead comrades which accidentally exploded and killed another soldier, the killer had long since disappeared without a trace.

  "This time, you've done a great job, with clever tactics and endless variations. This is something to be commended, as although you're still young, your thinking mode has already made you a qualified, even outstanding special forces soldier. In the next period of time, what you need to do is increase your experience and improve your physical abilities."

  The rarely pleased Wolf Head praised them once, and a hint of a smile appeared on the face of the knife. "Bang" The wolf head slapped a palm on the helmet of the knife.

  "Don't be so smug. The inadequacy of this mission also reflects the inadequacy of your minds. You could have guessed that the SEALs would strafe the oil tanks, yet you didn't take any precautions. This isn't bravery, it's not valuing your own combat strength. We're not the People's Liberation Army, and fighting to the death isn't worth it for us! I don't care what you little devils think, but you are soldiers without justice or compassion. Your creed is your brothers and the green paper notes! One last reminder: you are mercenaries! OK? Dismissed!" The wolf-headed man who was laughing like a fool just a moment ago had suddenly turned stern.

  Although they had long been accustomed to Lang Tou'er's dog temper, the three brothers couldn't help but feel a little downhearted. Perhaps their fate was sealed from the moment they were kicked off the plane, why still cling to a ridiculous fantasy...

  In the following days, several people adjusted their state. A new kind of combat began - gathering intelligence, ambushing, scouting and assassinating.

  Three kids, disguised with brown paint and colored contact lenses to make themselves look more like Iraqis, began their reconnaissance before the operation. The Lone Wolf and local children played soccer, occasionally intentionally kicking the ball into the US military outpost, then running to pick it up, chatting with American soldiers while secretly glancing at the fortifications. Knife wore a tattered backpack selling DVDs in front of the US military base gate, those who needed would beckon him to choose, thus easily mixing into the duty station building to observe the US military's shift schedule. The most relaxed was Chickpea, every evening setting up a grilled fish stall by the Tigris River, attracting a large number of customers, and serving American soldiers a grilled fish with a small amount of sleeping pills, so that all the soldiers who ate the grilled fish had been feeling sleep-deprived for the past few days.