If everything is based on the previous mentality of the Kurds' desperate resistance, they can only delay the time in the end, but attempting to charge backwards and face the enemies scattered in the dark is obviously going to die again. Therefore, Basson and his team's first judgment is correct, which is almost a situation of losing. They can't change anything. It is the wisest way to evacuate early.

But Buck seized the key point of the armored vehicle and used the Kurdish warriors to retreat and give up the battlefield, resulting in a passive change.

In ancient warfare, there is a saying that one can do something like a tiger, and one can lose another and three times, which emphasizes the importance of morale in combat.

The IS army was able to defeat more than 10,000 government troops with hundreds of people because of its crazy momentum, but in the morning raid, they were still confused and returned with great momentum. The fire of revenge condensed by extreme religions was also very combat-effective. As a result, several pots of cold water were poured in succession, and casualties were everywhere!

Every dark corner of the town seems to be flashing gun sparks. A little closer will lead to firepower killing. When will the Kurdish armed forces have such a strong ammunition support?

Then there were the screams of women, which really slapped these IS troops in the face. As an extremely religious sect, completely stripping women of any social function rights is a distinctive feature of the IS troops. At this moment, it is a harsh mockery!

To mock this tactic, if you use it well, you can lose your morale, but if you use it poorly, it will arouse the other party's anger. Buck believes that the latter situation is right in front of you.

The remaining IS troops were probably crazy and tried to get close to the town from the front. After a little adjustment, some people came to the hillside opposite the burning armored vehicles, hoping to bypass the raging fire, secretly turn to the other side of the town, and rushed into the town from the road here to launch a raid.

This is called the battlefield situation sensitivity. This does not mean that a famous military academy can keenly control the situation on the spot by reading a few more books. It must be based on rich combat experience and the innate talent of some people. The other party's commander obviously has this ability, and Buck also has it!

Going up the hillside is the height of the mountainside. The NATO contractors may be on top. The earthen walls and houses on the opposite side form the main position. In the middle is the battlefield where the main force shoots the enemy. The entire fire illuminates the battlefield that rushed to the town. Any enemy movement will become an obvious target. But just behind the fire and below the mountainside, there is such a space where people in the town are affected by the fire. If they cannot clearly observe the situation here, it will become an omission.

Buck noticed it!

The enemy also chose to break through here, but Buck was actively observing, and whether the other party was forced to make a passive choice due to helplessness, there was still a difference between superiority and inferiority.

The girl who could speak some English was basically squeezed beside Buck. Her bright eyes shone with a strange light against the fire. Buck took the time to observe, with a black and healthy red face, thick long hair wrapped in a sarong scarf. She must be considered a beautiful girl in this tribe. The key is the courageous atmosphere of fighting, which reminded Buck that if Zhou Xiaoli was also in such a war-torn era, she might be so fierce.

The girl's eyes were full of admiration. She almost watched Buck change the situation with her own strength, smashing the hole in the oil barrel and rolling down, directing the women to move and rebuild the positions, observing the battlefield dynamics with a far-sighted vision, and driving the wild horses without hesitation... There are all charming factors that heroes can possess, but Buck definitely doesn't look at herself like this. He glanced at this very floating gaze, then pulled up the plaid turban on his neck to cover his mouth and nose, turned his head to turn his attention back to the battlefield.

In less than twenty minutes, when the gunfire on the other side of the town position began to become sparse due to the lack of targets, and occasionally when women screamed and roared, Buck and others easily discovered a figure in the distance moving quietly towards this side, and followed the low-lying road on the other side of the fire, which was not easy to be discovered by people on the town position!

Buck stopped the young people who were eager to try: "First find the safest position for yourself, with a cover, you can observe the enemy... Then wait quietly for my order... No one is allowed to shoot, you must put the enemy to the nearest!"

The girl firmly translated these words into words and passed them on. Seven people and Buck were lined up less than fifty meters away from the roadside on the hillside. She didn't dare to make any big moves and was caught on the ground and moved quietly. The girl almost hung on Buck's side, and was more towards the enemy. She obviously had the idea of ​​defending the bullet blocking!

Buck also understood the combat style of these fierce nations and began to teach the key to ambush in a low voice: "Remember, the key is to disperse the firepower. Don't hit the same point. I will shoot first later. Whoever falls, you knock down the two sides, you fight a little further, and you hit the ones on the farthest sides..." The girl's difficult translation is even more admirable!

Sure enough, as time went by, those IS military militants who were bent over and secretly moved with guns looked at the size of hundreds of people as if the leader of the **** passed through the traffic ditch. A long-lost companion voice suddenly came from Buck's headphones: "Buck? Are you the ones who were ambushing the seats we had before? Some IS military militants came along the side of the road..." Of course, the condescending Basson and others could completely overlook the overall situation, and naturally they could also find both sides of the two sides hiding at the bottom of the hillside from various night vision equipment.

Buck reached out and pressed the call button with a low hand: "Put it... close?"

Several sniper rifles turned around.

At this time, not only were I taking care of the IS army, but I was also observing Buck.

Behind the greed of money and inhumanity, what kind of qualities does this companion have? What abilities does the military doctor who rushed into the tank have just clearly seen?

Buck's mind was also circling around, how should he present himself!

Should I deliberately pull the Kurdish girl next to me who is sure to ask for help, acting even more shameless and vulgar, or should I quietly let these Kurdish warriors and themselves kill these sneak attackers?

Now considering the several rifles at the height behind him, Buck is more confident of destroying these sneak attackers.

But what is the point?

Take the sentence that your wife has to say and consider, what is the focus of your presentation to them?

Is it your habitual disguise that makes the other party misjudgment his actual ability? Maybe it can catch the other party off guard at a certain key point, or can it fully demonstrate that you have combat power?

It was obvious before that they had planned to give up on themselves and leave themselves, a cheap Eastern European military doctor. What is the use of their own disguise?

Others don’t care about themselves at all, they are just a substitute for their injured companions lying in a Monaco hospital.

According to Buck's nature, he hopes that he will disappear inconspicuously, but what was the purpose of his promise to come with these people?

Isn’t it just that I hope to gain their trust and find out some news?

Could it be that if you come to Iraq to die, if you don’t count the bulging jewelry inside the photography vest, you will quietly gain nothing?

Buck had a little focused smile on his face. The figure below was gradually approaching, just within a range of fifty meters. Buck obviously heard the breathing of the girl beside him heavier and thicker, and the other young people were also a little rubbing and touching the metal gun!

But he still let people go over without moving, allowing these people to be completely displayed in front of the ambush.

It's like it's shown itself.
Chapter completed!