King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer
Chapter 892 - 803: I'm Not Going In

Joe Ga really wanted to say 'Cobra', you are flying an F-16, so it's a bit painful to talk while standing, without considering the feelings of those helicopter pilots.

However, what he said also makes sense, everyone earns their life-risking money, there's no reason that the fighter pilots should be more precious.

Seeing the two old guys getting into position in less than half a minute, and opening a huge gap for themselves, Joe Ga pinched his nose and said helplessly: "Alright, I get it, I am calling the Black Hawk Helicopters right now...

This has nothing to do with you guys anymore, you go and cover the helicopters coming over, we estimate there will be many casualties needing evacuation..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga watched two F-16s crisscross over the village, bombarding what was still a relatively intact area, he acknowledged for a few seconds, and said helplessly: "Cobra, not all pilots are like you.

I bet Sanderson and them are even more scared of you 'misfiring'."

'Cobra' didn't act according to Joe Ga's orders, he said solemnly: "Baghdad is too far from here, we are low on fuel, we only have 3 more minutes before we have to return.

Let those needing support report their position, mark the enemy with lasers, I still have 4 Hellfire Missiles..."

Just as Joe Ga was about to say something, 'Crow' suddenly called out: "Jazz Squad has entered the village, marking the enemy's location, calling for a Hellfire..."

"That's right!"

'Cobra' really likes the straightforwardness of Jazz Squad, he and Archerfish start to circle the village overhead clockwise.

A dozen seconds later, when 'Cobra' entered an appropriate attack position, a Hellfire Missiles accurately hit the top of a building, the explosion blew open the roof, providing Jazz Squad space for an assault.

"Thank you..."

'Crow"s voice of gratitude had not settled yet when the low-hovering 'Archerfish' suddenly sprayed a series of flares, then his F-16 suddenly powered up into a climb, followed by a sharp turn...

A missile fired from the village missed the F-16, and exploded in the air.

The advanced electronic system of the F-16 allowed it to react even before being locked on by radar, that is, before the missile was even launched.

Those 'Stingers' that are deadly for helicopters and propeller aircraft seem to be nothing for an F-16.

Joe Ga didn't understand it, he just felt it was incredibly amazing and recklessly fearless.

You should know, these two old guys just completed a nearly 2000 kilometers round-trip raid last night, and now they're heading back to the battlefield again, which tests both the stamina of these old guys and even the airplane...

Hugely shocked, Boss Joe watched as the two F-16s turned around and left after three minutes, he stood up and forcefully slapped the Humvee door, shouting: "Let's get in, let's get in..."

As he said this, Joe Ga looked at the woman soldier Mandy's hesitant expression inside the vehicle, he sighed and said: "I'm fucking not going in, I'm just gonna rub around outside..."

Mandy poked her head out and glanced at the body lying on the ground, hesitating she said: "Boss, can we take her? I want to send her body back home..."

Joe Ga was stunned for a moment, then motioned Mandy to turn the vehicle right, heading towards the direction of the village, then he actively went over to the female soldier's body, picked her up, ran a few steps, and put her in the opened trunk...

Watching her comrade's body being loaded up, Mandy seemed to let go of the worries in her heart, a smile appeared on her face, and she said: "Boss, you follow behind, Safina's soul will protect us to end this war..."

Joe Ga didn't waste words with Mandy, he stuffed the Barrett into the cabin, forcefully closed it after, then he took out the HK416...

"Blow Dart replacing the machine gunner, let's move..."

The fleet of 15 deployed Humvees provided Joe Ga and his team ample space and shooting angles.

Joe Ga switched positions several times, but he could never see the enemy within the village.

However, at this time the gunfire in the village did not stop, on the contrary, it became even more intense.

The bombing by the F-16 completely drove those terrorists mad, since the beginning of the battle till now, it had been only 8 hours, but their numbers had fallen from 600 to 200.

Cluster bombs, drones, F-16, Humvees, these battle-hardened terrorists if they didn't already know who their opponent was, they might think they had encountered the main force of the United State Army.

They knew they couldn't escape, the only hope for survival was to take down those people, so Sanderson and them faced their most severe test since the war began.

"FUCK"

'Chainsaw' suddenly fell backwards while sitting in a small house, his buddy 'Crowbar' threw out the last grenade on him, and after it exploded loudly, he turned back and looked at 'Chainsaw' sitting on the ground grimacing and asked, "Are you alright?"

'Chainsaw' loosened his tactical vest a bit, taking a deep breath he said: "The 4th shot...

If we can survive this time, I'm sending this plate home, letting my wife take it to the church.

This thing must have been blessed!"

'Crowbar' breathed a sigh of relief slightly, then he looked outside at those fanatical terrorists, saying helplessly: "It's a bit early to make a judgement now, those terrorists are desperate..."

As 'Crowbar' fired and knocked down a guy carrying an RPG, then he pressed the communicator and called out: "'Impact', we can't hold on much longer, bomb them..."

Following 'Crowbar's' call, a cluster bomb exploded on a small path where the terrorists were charging, knocking down three unlucky ones.

The fragmented shrapnel shattered their faces, their bodies like broken wasp nests.

But this did not stop those terrorists from going mad; right after the cluster bomb exploded, another wave of terrorists came, this time carrying three RPGs, and successfully launched one...

'Crowbar' instinctively turned and threw himself down onto 'Chainsaw' who was trying to stand up when the RPG was fired, then a gap was blasted below the window behind them, sending a shower of debris and wood splinters, making 'Crowbar' grunt in pain…

A piece of debris the size of a walnut hit 'Crowbar' on the thigh, causing a crack-like injury as if it had been smashed by a hammer.

'Chainsaw' rolled 'Crowbar' over, seeing him not daring to move his left leg, realizing he probably couldn't walk anymore.

"Point C needs support, 'Impact' 'Torch' come help evacuate 'Crowbar', FUCK, why are these people so crazy?"

Just as 'Chainsaw' sank into crisis, a squad attacked the terrorist squad from the side…

'Crow' lifted his gun and fired a finishing shot at a terrorist who hadn't completely died, then picked up an RPG from the ground and fired it into the distance, blowing up several terrorists hiding behind a small house.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Three bullets found their targets as the terrorists ran out of the blast zone…

'Iceman' spoke in a cold tone: "'Vanguard' you guys can't hold, pull back, this way we'll have a better field of fire."

Sanderson didn't want to emphasize the importance of depth to 'Iceman'; the enemy was compressing inward, every retreat meant their operating space was drastically reducing.

If they were compressed to immobility, they would become sitting ducks.

The 'Ant Eaters' were incredibly fierce, but in the complex urban warfare environment, their light machine guns were more suppressive than lethal; facing the seemingly endless number of RPG-wielding terrorists, everyone struggled.

Sanderson moved his injured shoulder, then looked at 'Tailor' next to him and said, "We need to hold out for a few more minutes, otherwise the Goat Squad on the flank is in trouble…"

'Tailor' grimaced as he loaded a new ammo belt onto his machine gun, firing a dozen bullets at an intersection, suppressing several rushing terrorists…

"Damn, next time I absolutely need to keep a Scorpion Backpack in the vehicle…"

"These terrorists are acting strange, why are they so determined to take us down?"

"Normally, they would try to break away. If they split up and run, more than half could survive…"

Sanderson said with a wry smile, "Need you even ask? Either there's someone important among those Berbers.

Or there's an important ISIS figure among them, so they think running away isn't secure and aim to capture us for negotiations!"

'Tailor' listened, shook his head, squeezed the trigger for another dozen bullets, then crouched down before the enemy could retaliate…

Feeling the post-explosion debris hitting his helmet, 'Tailor' shook his head and shouted, "This doesn't look like they want to negotiate…"

'Tailor' shouted this as a team of 'Ant Eaters' from the direction defended by the Goat Squad crept up, using grenades to deal with the enemies attacking Sanderson's group, then faced RPG fire while trying to pass through the intersection…

Kuba was blown backward by the explosion, staggering several meters before trying to stand up, but couldn't keep his balance…

Seeing the 'Ant Eaters' still trying to push outward, Sanderson shot at the ground near their feet and yelled loudly, "Fall back, fall back…"

As the front became increasingly fierce, the situation at the rear also started turning dire.

'Hemostat' with the help of 'Medic Officer Bird', stabilized the injury of an Assault Soldier from Goat Squad, then rushed towards the 'Bomberman' from Squad E…

This guy, as a distant grenade sniper, became the target for enemy fire; a bullet hit his shoulder, and a piece of RPG shrapnel ripped off a large chunk of flesh above his cheekbone, nearly taking his eye with it.

'Medic Officer Bird' rushed up to support 'Bomberman's' head, pulled out a morphine injection wanting to administer it directly into his body, but was stopped by the heavily tattooed man…

"I can't use morphine, I just got off it, and if I start again I fear I won't be able to stop…"

'Medic Officer Bird' hesitated, then looked down at 'Bomberman', who was grimacing and groaning in pain; he nodded slightly, shook a disinfectant spray in front of him, and after receiving 'Bomberman's' consent, started spraying the wounds on his cheek…

"Hmm…"

The immense pain made 'Bomberman's' hands dig into the ground, he was gasping severely, emitting suppressed roars, yet his body remained completely motionless.

'Medic Officer Bird' had seen many tough guys, but someone like 'Bomberman' was a first…

He reached out, flipped back the cheek skin hanging by a thread, then affixed a hemostatic gauze and tightly wrapped it with an elastic bandage…

"Buddy, you're not gonna die, you're tough…"

Saying this, 'Medic Officer Bird' pointed at the through-and-through wound on his shoulder and asked, "Can you hang on?"

'Bomberman' grimaced, nodded, and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm okay, go check on 'Bullhorn', that guy hasn't spoken in a long time…"

Just as 'Medic Officer Bird' nodded and was about to move, 'Spider' and 'Leech' suddenly burst through the back door, slightly injured but had captured a prisoner…

Seeing this, 'Hemostat' instinctively pulled his gun, 'Leech' licked his lips and said, "Notify the boss, more enemies will be arriving soon, they want to trap us here.

ISIS thinks they've found a chance to break our safe zone; they want to battle us here…"