"You're celebrating too early..."
Song Heping opened his eyes and gaze sharply at the leader of the ard group.
Song Heping's glare froze Morins' smile on the spot, forcing a strained grin as he asked, "Why are you staring at like that? Didn't we just win a battle? It was a great start!"
"Humph!"
Song Heping snorted coldly, "It's only you who would get excited over this. Do you call this a victory? I had Anthony set up twenty Arrow-2M units for an ambush, and after firing ten, only eight helicopters were brought down. With such a short distance, letting two escape shows just how poorly your n train…"
Morins said, "Those man-portable air defense systems were the ones you sold us, and we haven't had them for long. It's normal that the training isn't sufficient, and that's what's bothering you?"
Song Heping replied, "In the future, you need to send more people to train with . Otherwise, with ELN's current combat effectiveness, let alone becoming the largest ard organization in Colombia, maintaining your third-place position would be difficult."
Morins responded, "Okay, it's just about sending more people for training, right? Once we win this war, I will send people every year for you to train properly."
Hearing this, Song Heping didn't want to dwell on the matter further.
After all, that was business for the future, which wouldn't lack opportunities if they win big now.
What was urgent, however, was the current state of the conflict.
So, he asked Morins again, "I told you not to celebrate too soon not just because two helicopters got away. The war has just started. Don't think that just because we've taken out an AGLAN squadron, we have already secured victory. You are facing superior forces from AUC on both north and south flanks, and the central Ta Region with only two battalions, is almost impossible to hold against the governnt and Special Forces' attacks."
Morins said, "I can hold off AUC on both ends for a month. They won't have the upper hand. If necessary, according to your tactical plan, we can draw them into the mountains for a guerrilla warfare. Large troops can't deploy effectively in the mountains."
Song Heping took a sip of his coffee, his expression solemn, "That's the theory, but it's predicated on successfully pushing back the governnt army. If the governnt army doesn't retreat, they can use the Air Force to help AUC fighters attack you. Then, you will really be in for a rough ti. And if Anthony in the central Ta Region gets overrun by the governnt army's superior forces and your defenses are split in two, then you can start thinking about escaping."
Morins fell silent.
Song Heping's blunt reality check had extinguished his hubristic fire completely.
"Where are your informants and intelligence? Why haven't there been any updates?"
"I'll hurry them!"
Morins imdiately went to contact his insiders.
This was the most critical point in the entire war.
Only by obtaining evidence of the US Army, Colombian Governnt Army, and AUC fighters colluding could Song Heping detonate the trap he had set and force the governnt army to retreat through Arican dia pressure.
Otherwise, there was no point in fighting this war; it was a certain loss.
While Morins was busy contacting his informants for intelligence, the battle at Camp G1 had already concluded.
Anthony returned to the camp with over forty n.
The battle ended quickly.
It didn't need much fighting, all thanks to shelling.
Twenty mortars bombarded a 20,000-square-ter camp with three rounds of rapid-fire, leaving hardly anyone left breathing in the camp.
When ELN's ard soldiers re-entered Camp G1, they encountered little resistance.
The camp area was full of craters, densely packed, with hardly any good ground left.
Anthony quickly found the AGLAN team leader next to the ruins of a wooden house.
He was still alive, but not for long.
His body was riddled with shrapnel wounds, his right hand blown off, his feet full of bullet holes, and a shrapnel piece still stuck in his cheek, the bloody sight evoking pity.
Seeing Anthony approaching with his n, he struggled, trying to crawl and reach the assault rifle that had fallen two ters away.
Just a slight movent and intense pain shot through his limbs, and he couldn't help but moan deeply.
"Captain, don't struggle in vain."
Anthony walked over, picked up the adversary's rifle, and slung it over his shoulder.
Only then did the AGLAN team leader rember to check for his pistol, but when he reached for it, he found it missing, blown off in the explosion and the holster nearly torn away.
"Hahaha…"
He laughed despairingly, leaning against the only bit of wall left, about a ter high. As he laughed, blood gushed out.
Then a second, and a third mouthful of blood…
Anthony watched the opponent in front of him.
The AGLAN Special Forces were the highest-skilled unit in jungle warfare within the governnt army.
So, ELN had suffered quite a few losses from them.
When the Army attacked ELN arms, the damage wasn't so great; usually, the ard n would retreat into the mountains, and the Army would not dare to pursue.
But AGLAN was different—they were jungle warfare experts, and several camps had been attacked and chased by AGLAN even deep into the mountains.
In two years, three camps had been wiped out by AGLAN.
This grievance, this anger, Anthony had fully settled and expressed today.
"Kill …"
The captain looked disdainfully at Anthony, his gaze provoking.
He knew he was not going to live.
Coughing up blood ant that an organ had burst internally.
He was probably bleeding out at the mont.
Rather than dying slowly, it was better to seek a quick end.
After all, a soldier is spirited.
He looked around, the camp was littered with the bodies of his subordinates.
Almost no one was still alive.
The entire army was annihilated…
The captain simply closed his eyes, unwilling to look anymore, assuming a posture begging for death.
Anthony remained silent for a mont, then slightly raised the muzzle of his rifle.
Bang, bang—
Two shots pierced the heart.
The captain struggled for a mont and quickly stopped breathing.
Anthony sighed, turned around, and shouted at everyone, "Move quickly! We have ten minutes, retreat within ten minutes!"
In the northern end of the Tbilisi Mountain Range, inside the ELN Ard Command Headquarters.
Morins's mood had undergone a drastic change.
He had felt like he was soaring just monts ago, and now he had harshly fallen back to the ground, not only that, but he had also fallen into an ice cellar.
One piece of bad news after another ca in.
Due to the AUC Ard Forces' overwhelming number of troops, 15,000 elite soldiers were deployed at both the southern and northern ends to launch fierce attacks, whereas the ELN deployed only 1,500 troops in the sa positions.
But this was all ELN had, being the third-ranked ard faction within Colombia, they didn't have the advantage in numbers.
Both were ard organizations born from guerrilla warfare, possessing the sa equipnt and training level; whoever had more troops had the advantage.
ELN's first line of defense was breached in less than an hour, forcing them to retreat to their second line.
As exhilarating as the victory in the Ta Region had been, the current firefight with AUC Forces on the southern and northern ends of their defensive zone was equally ssy.
But that wasn't the most crucial point, for Song Heping had already tailored a plan for them.
Set up three lines of defense, no stubborn resistance.
If they couldn't hold out, they would retreat.
If all three lines of defense were breached, they would go into the mountains, disperse into small units, and engage the enemy in guerrilla warfare throughout the mountainous area.
The fifty key mbers previously trained were to perfectly execute the jungle guerrilla tactics they learned, leading AUC Ard Forces' 30,000 n into the mountains for a ga of hide and seek.
As long as the last ELN platoon-sized unit couldn't be eliminated, it would continue to tie down the enemy's forces, leading AUC Ard Forces into a prolonged engagent.
Song Heping estimated this strategy could stall the enemy for at least fifteen days, or even a month.
However, the most critical area was the Ta Region.
If it were breached, the governnt army would split the defensive area in two, then divide their forces to penetrate ELN's defenses from both the south and north, wreaking havoc. With the added coordination of the Air Force, ELN's resistance might drastically decrease. Holding on for a week would be a miracle.
"I see from your expression, you didn't get the intelligence?"
"I did get it, and I've already sent it as you requested, but..."
"But what?"
According to the plan, once the spy obtained the evidence, he would send it directly to Fel in New York.
"He wasn't able to get a photo of the US Army advisor and AUC Ard Forces personnel together."
Morins looked anxious, his eyebrows knotted in worry.
The most crucial piece of evidence Song Heping required was precisely this photo, otherwise, it would not be very persuasive.
He decided to call Fel to see what his opinion was regarding the intelligence sent by Morins' spy.
If the evidence was sufficient, they could act now.
After all, they had already taken action at G1 camp, and AUC Ard Forces had started as well. Anthony would also take photos of the dead AGLAN troops' bodies at the scene. Although these pictures couldn't prove collusion between Old Arica and the Colombian governnt army, they could psychologically impact the Colombian public.
Eight helicopters and more than eighty elite Special Forces soldiers.
This price would put significant pressure on the ruling party, and the opposition would launch fierce attacks, questioning the current governnt's capability to organize such risky military operations.
A series of reactions would detonate public opinion, achieving the consequences he desired.
The call connected quickly.
"Fel, did you receive the intelligence my man sent you?"
Song Heping got straight to the point.
"If possible, you can release the news now. Things are already in chaos here."
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