The encirclent on the west side of 1515 Ard was torn apart within just twenty minutes, and Song Heping did not order pursuit of the fleeing soldiers.
His goal was crystal clear—assist the brother unit in distress within the town!
The armored convoy of the rcenary Camp didn't pause for a mont, like a red-hot blade, slicing straight through the chaotic battlefield and charging into the wreckage and crater-filled entrance on the west side of Kiri Town.
Inside the town, the scene was even more tragic than what was seen in the drone footage.
The acrid sll of gunpowder, the thick scent of blood, and the burnt odor from burning objects mixed together, forming a nauseating battlefield-specific odor.
Ruins were everywhere, walls riddled with dense bullet holes.
Scattered on the streets were broken weapons, empty bullet casings, burning tires, and corpses lying in disarray.
There were mbers of the 1515 Ard in ragtag clothing, and soldiers from the governnt army and Abu You Brigade in uniforms now stained with blood and dust.
Almost every relatively intact building was billowing black smoke.
Jiang Feng and Samir saw the familiar armored command vehicle break through the smog and dust, screeching to a halt in front of the ruins by the police station entrance, and the two burly n almost wept with joy.
The car door opened, and their familiar figure jumped out.
"Old Squad Leader!!"
Jiang Feng was the first to react, dragging his injured leg, limping and rushing over, nearly tripping over the bricks on the ground in his excitent.
Samir also stumbled and ran over.
The three n, amidst the surrounding ruins and corpses on the battlefield, embraced each other tightly!
Jiang Feng punched Song Heping's back hard, his voice choked: "I almost thought I wouldn't see you in this lifeti!"
Samir hugged the two tightly, muttering thanks to Allah in Arabic incessantly.
Song Heping hugged them back forcefully, feeling the heartbeat from his comrades' chests.
A thousand words stuck in their chests, ultimately turning into rough breaths and slightly reddened eyes of the three n.
At this mont, no words were needed, this embrace was worth everything.
"If you'd co one or two hours later! You'd really have only collected our bodies!"
Jiang Feng let go, wiped his face.
Song Heping's gaze passed over the two, quickly scanning the weary militia around.
His heart was also shaken.
The brutality here far exceeded expectations.
He suppressed the swirling emotions, grabbed Jiang Feng and Samir, walked to the relatively intact broken wall nearby, his tone urgent and low:
"Now is not the ti to be happy. Listen, we've stirred a hornet's nest, a big one!"
He quickly pulled out the reinforced tablet, brought up the electronic map, pointed to a large red arrow moving on it:
"Just received intel, Az is furious! He's mobilized over fifteen thousand of Titrick's main forces! They're rushing here at full speed! They'll arrive soon!"
"Fifteen… fifteen thousand?!"
Jiang Feng gasped, feeling his just-relaxed nerves tighten instantly, "Damn! Then we…"
He looked at the troops Song Heping brought, though they seed strong and robust, but the numbers…
"We only have three thousand n."
Song Heping interrupted him:
"I only brought around three thousand reinforcents. Here... including the wounded, at best, you can muster four thousand. That ans, now we all together, have less than seven thousand n!"
He paused for a mont, his gaze sweeping over the scarred soldiers and the militia also exhausted from the long march, "Going head-to-head with them, our chances of winning are almost zero."
Samir's face turned pale in an instant.
Song Heping continued: "Now, these 1515 units are temporarily stunned by us, but they're not fools. Once they regain their composure, and the fifteen thousand reinforcents arrive, Az will have over twenty thousand troops at his disposal! Maybe even more!"
He pointed to the vast desert and low hills surrounding Kiri Town on the map, "Look at this damn place, there's no natural defenses! It's flat as a pancake! Once more than twenty thousand troops encircle us from all sides, even relying on Kiri Town, we can't hold up, the outco will be tragic."
Jiang Feng and Samir were no strangers to battlefields and instantly understood the severity of the problem.
The little spark of hope that arose from the arrival of reinforcents felt like being doused with a bucket of ice water, leaving only biting cold.
Kiri Town, cannot be defended!
Not even for a brief fortification awaiting reinforcents!
Jiang Feng suddenly looked up, a flash of determination in his eyes: "Old Squad Leader, you tell us what to do now? We're listening to you!"
Song Heping said without hesitation: "Retreat! We must retreat imdiately! While they are stunned now, the new encirclent hasn't closed in, and the command system is chaotic, we still have a chance to break out! Imdiately retreat to Bayji! Only by retreating to Bayji and relying on the city defenses and reserves there do we have the slightest chance!"
Retreat!
Imdiate retreat!
The orders were communicated like a whirlwind.
Everyone who can still move, get moving imdiately!
The lightly wounded help the severely injured, and those who can walk on their own absolutely do not trouble others.
The militia frantically gather the scattered ammunition and rations on the battlefield, then under the cover of the reinforcents and officers brought by Song Heping, the retreat sequence is quickly organized.
The rcenaries and soldiers of the Abu You Brigade form a mixed unit responsible for the rearguard and flank protection, with the wounded and command center in the middle. The massive team starts moving eastward toward Bayji like a wounded yet still orderly giant beast along the western road.
The wheels raise dust once again, but this ti, with a sense of tragic urgency.
anwhile, in the northeast direction of Kiri Town, about ten kiloters away.
Next to an armored vehicle, Az is furiously roaring into the radio.
"...Incompetents! A bunch of incompetents! We were about to take them down! Who? Where did that force co from?!"
He roars into the microphone, spittle flying, "...From the west? Are you sure it's from the west?!... What?! Song?! Say that again, damn it! Is it Song Heping leading the team personally?!"
When the na "Song Heping" cos clearly through the receiver, Az's voice suddenly rises, full of disbelief, with a hint of fear that even he hasn't realized.
The intelligence is confird again on the other end of the line.
Az falls silent.
The appearance of Song Heping ans big trouble. This bone is ten thousand tis harder to chew than imagined. Continuing to fight might lead to losses beyond bearable limits...
But just as fear and reason are about to take the upper hand, another, stronger emotion—
greed, anger, and the desire to completely wash away humiliation, snake-like, gnaw at his heart.
He forces himself to calm down and quickly analyzes:
The number of reinforcents brought by Song Heping must be small!
Otherwise, it would be a direct full-scale counterattack trying to swallow up his siege forces!
The defenders of Kiri Town are already a spent force, vulnerable to attack.
Although he just suffered significant losses, his main force is still intact, especially the most elite Guard is still here.
More importantly...
he still has fifteen thousand reinforcents about to reach the battlefield.
Just then, an unusual tremor is felt on the ground.
In the distance, a more intense roar of engines is heard!
On the horizon, an enormous thick yellow dust dragon is sweeping toward his command post with an unstoppable montum!
"Boss! Boss!"
His adjutant crawls over, his face flushed with extre excitent, his voice trembling: "They're here! Titrick's reinforcents! Fifteen thousand n! The vanguard has already arrived!!"
Az looks at the massive army getting closer, composed of countless pickups, SUVs, and even a few captured old tanks and armored vehicles. His face instantly fills with ecstasy!
The last bit of hesitation and fear is completely crushed by this absolute advantage in power!
Replaced by smugness with victory in grasp and the desire for mad revenge!
The force comparison has completely reversed!
He now holds over twenty thousand strong troops!
The troops are well-equipped, morale is sky-high!
And the enemy?
Just a re seven thousand exhausted troops, scarred, low on ammunition, and exposed in an open field without cover!
This is truly the best opportunity Allah has given him to annihilate the nesis!
He suddenly turns around and grabs the radio transmitter:
"All troops, heed my order!!"
"Did you hear? Allah is calling us! Victory is beckoning us!"
"That damn infidel, that devil Song Heping! He's just ahead! He's scared! He wants to run like a coward!"
"Can we let them get away?!"
Az swings his fist, shouting hoarsely.
"No!!"
A thunderous response erupts from below.
"Pursue them! Give full pursuit!!"
Az's eyes turn blood-red, as if about to bleed, "Use your speed! Use your courage! Use your faith in Allah! Crush them! Chop off Song Heping's head to honor our fallen warriors! Stain the road to Heaven with their blood!"
"Allahu Akbar!!"
"Pursue! For Allah, pursue—!!"
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