"Yes, Leader! Allah Akbar!"
A heavy stone in Az's heart fell, replaced by a fierce determination that replaced the previous panic. He had the special authority and a clear target.
He switched back to the internal communication channel, his voice turning unprecedentedly cold and resolute:
"All commanders, attention! The leader has ordered a change of target! No longer Bayji, but to annihilate this enemy before us! They are rely militia, their ammunition is limited, they won't last long! Organize the Suicide Squad, at all costs, launch a desperate charge at the slopes on both sides! Tear open their defenses! Warriors of Allah, the ti has co to show your loyalty and courage! The gates of Heaven open for martyrs!"
Under Az and his fanatical officers' frenzied instigation, the initially chaotic and panicking 1515 forces began to show a morbid organization.
Especially those most fervent followers driven by the beliefs of "jihad" and "martyrdom," began to be organized.
Soon, the first batch of about six hundred Suicide Squad mbers was forcibly gathered.
Most of them only carried rifles, a few with RPG launchers, their bodies laden with ammunition, faces mixed with fear, fanaticism, and a near-numb determination.
Under the officers' hysterical prayers and curses, they took stimulant-like drugs, their eyes turning red and vacant.
"Allah Akbar!"
Amidst a frenzy of shouting, these six hundred n rushed forward like a flood breaching a dam, divided into several groups, so driving vehicles, so on foot, recklessly charging towards the mountain slopes on either side of the highway!
They hardly adhered to tactical maneuvers, relying only on the drug-induced frenzy and religious zeal, wildly shooting and charging headlong upwards!
For a mont, gunfire erupts on the slopes!
The "Liberation Forces" militia evidently did not anticipate that after suffering such severe damage, the opposition not only did not retreat but instead launched such fierce, casualty-indifferent counterattacks.
"Attention! Large enemy charge on the right slope!"
"Left side too! They're crazy!"
On the militia's positions, commanders shouted loudly.
Light and heavy machine guns spewed more intense fire, bullets poured down like torrential rain, and the charging 1515 Suicide Squad fell en masse, bodies rolling down the slopes, blood staining the rocks and withered grass.
Yet those behind seed oblivious to their comrades' deaths, stepping over bodies and pools of blood, continuing to roar and charge upwards!
Occasionally, an RPG with a trail of fire flew out, exploding on the slope, although most missed, it still caused so chaos and pressure on the militia positions.
The battle's intensity escalated instantly!
At the observation post at the top of the distant slope, Jiang Feng's brow furrowed tightly.
He lowered the binoculars, looking at Samir beside him.
Samir's face had long lost its gleeful smile, replaced by gravity and a touch of disbelief.
"Damn! Az, that Mad Dog! Instead of running, he wants to fight us to the death?!" Samir cursed.
Jiang Feng's gaze remained calm, but his speech accelerated:
"He realized it. Our plan was seen through in its latter part. Now he wants to abandon his pieces and race ahead, willing to pay any price to consu us. Order all units to shrink the defensive line, concentrate firepower, and staggered interception! Absolutely do not let them near the positions! Especially our machine gun fire points, be mindful of concealnt and repositioning! Here, fighting them head-on, our forces aren't enough, if I'm not mistaken, reinforcents from Titrick's direction are likely on the way, we must quickly disengage from the battle!"
"Okay!"
Samir knew the situation was severe, imdiately grabbing the walkie-talkie, issuing new orders in the local language.
On the battlefield, the situation suddenly tightened.
The 1515 militants, relying on their numbers and frenzy, at one point approached so of the forward positions of the "Liberation Forces," even engaging in brutal grenade throwing and bayonet fighting.
Shouts, screams, explosions, and dense gunfire mixed together, the entire highway turn seed to beco a grinder of flesh and blood.
Az, in his command vehicle, saw that although the Suicide Squad suffered heavy casualties, they indeed, to so extent, suppressed the enemy's firepower and entangled with the enemy, his pale face finally revealing a sinister smile.
"Good! Just like that! Bite them down! Prepare the second batch of the Suicide Squad!"
He shouted into the radio, "Tell Titrick's reinforcents to speed up! We want to create a miracle here!"
He seed to have already seen the scene of Samir and Jiang Feng's forces collapsing under his frenzied counterattack.
If he could consu these several thousand, he could salvage the defeat.
Even...
Offset the failures!
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