The escort convoy consisted of fifteen vehicles, which sped up after leaving the congested route.
The direction of the E1 highway was a roundabout way, considered the long route.
Because the E1 highway is a suburban road, it's not a formal cent road, but a dirt road.
The convoy kicked up a cloud of dust, and from a distance, it looked like a fast-moving worm.
The ssage coming from the radio was reassuring; the E1 highway was currently clear and smooth.
The US Army has established a traffic control system here, coordinating with patrol vehicles and checkpoints to provide real-ti traffic updates, effectively improving the efficiency of the coalition convoy's travel.
A building appeared ahead, standing alone by the roadside.
The surrounding area was already a wasteland.
The city center, especially the Green Zone, has seen a considerable recovery in construction, with many new buildings rising, bustling with prosperity.
Compared to that, this place was like the difference between heaven and earth.
The suburbs are temporarily not managed.
Past wars and subsequent attacks by the Resistance Organization have caused a lot of damage to buildings.
To this day, many have still not been repaired.
The people here have long since moved away, leaving only ruins and rubble.
Bang——
Just as the convoy was speeding past the building, a large truck suddenly burst out from the right side of the building, ramming directly into the leading Humvee.
Although the Humvee is classified as a light armored vehicle, it was flipped over imdiately upon being hit in the middle by the large truck at high speed, spinning in the air, flipping over, and landing on its side in a roadside ditch with a loud crash.
"Attack!"
Nathan picked up the HK416 and loudly issued the warning.
The dust raised by the impact instantly obscured the visibility for the vehicles behind.
Before everyone could react.
The Humvee responsible for bringing up the rear was suddenly hit in the rear by an M72 rocket fired from the right rear side.
The back of the Humvee was the whole tailgate, with relatively thin armor.
The M72 rocket's shaped charge warhead easily penetrated the Humvee's rear, exploding violently inside.
Boom——
The explosion dislodged the machine gun mounted on the roof, leaving it dangling askew from the side of the vehicle.
Almost simultaneously, two concealed Falcon Special Combat Teams on both sides opened fire.
Bullets rained down on each vehicle's body, igniting scattered sparks.
"Contact! Contact! Contact!"
Screams from the Marines ca over the radio.
"Dismount! Engage the enemy!"
The leading Marine Corps Lieutenant gave the order.
Being trapped in the vehicles was a death sentence.
The only choice was to get out.
The doors of the Humvees were opening one after another.
The heavily-ard Marines rushed out, seeking cover on the spot.
But it was clear that those ambushing them knew their tactics and understood what they intended to do.
Almost all machine gunners were targeting the doors.
Several Marines were turned into sieves just as they exited the vehicles.
The Marines behind quickly retreated back into the vehicles.
The machine gunner on the roof controlled the M1 Lao Ganma heavy machine gun, firing indiscriminately at all visible buildings in the vicinity.
Because it was an ambush.
The enemies were all well hidden.
In this ergency, the Marines were forced to use sound triangulation — determining which direction the shooting ca from, then turning the roof-mounted heavy machine gun in that direction for suppressive fire coverage.
This action wasn't about killing as many enemies as possible, but rather about buying ti to breathe.
The large truck was both blocking the highway and sealing the rcenaries inside effectively.
Another Humvee at the back was blown up, similarly blocking the road from behind.
This was essentially a beheading and tail-cutting strategy, trapping the convoy in the middle of the road like sitting ducks.
Nathan only then realized that his opponents were not only capable fighters but also crazy.
They actually made their move against him in broad daylight in the outskirts of Baghdad, against the Marines!
Nathan knew that there was a possibility that Song Heping might make the first move against him.
There was a chance.
But after much deliberation, Nathan considered the probability to be very low.
This would an going head-to-head with the US Army, how many heads did this guy have?!
But now, the reality was in front of him.
FUCK!
He actually did it!
"Contact the command center, send out a distress signal! Request air support!"
Nathan retained his composure as he issued the order.
"Contact with the command center has been established, air ergency squad will arrive in 20 minutes!"
"FUCK! 20 minutes?! Are they gonna co to collect our bodies?!"
Nathan cursed loudly.
Bullets snapped against the car window, leaving a web of cracks.
"Don't worry, our vehicle is VR9 level armored; as long as you, sir, stay in the car and don't go out, they can't penetrate this vehicle with even a rocket launcher!"
Lance's words gave Nathan a glimr of hope.
That's right!
This wasn't just any armored Lincoln.
Due to the particularly severe situation this ti, Nathan utilized his special authority to call in a VR9 level armored Lincoln from Kuwait prior to departing.
This vehicle employed armored steel body technology, significantly enhancing the defense of the doors, vehicle underbody, and roof. Its windows had bulletproof designs, capable of effectively withstanding attacks including NATO standard 7.62×51mm armor-piercing bullets and anti-tank rockets.
Furthermore, this bulletproof vehicle is equipped with a self-sealing fuel tank, which can automatically seal itself when under attack to prevent fuel leakage. That is to say, even if the attackers hope to ignite the vehicle and kill the occupants, it would not be possible.
"Right, just don't leave the car, it should be able to hold up for about twenty minutes..."
Nathan had lost his earlier sharpness at this mont.
He had thought that dealing with Song Heping, a second-rate defense company boss, would be easy.
Now it seems, damn it, he has ssed things up.
If he had known this guy was so crazy, he should have brought over a whole platoon.
"He's stalling for ti."
From inside a building beside the road, Song Heping saw the convoy stopped in the middle of the highway, hunkered down like a turtle, and suddenly understood Nathan's intention.
He had studied Nathan.
The information was provided by Simon.
Simon was now easily manipulated by him.
From the first ti he provided information to him, Simon had no way out.
Like sinking into a quagmire, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.
Now, all of the CIA Secret Action Departnt's operations in Illiguo can't escape Song Heping's eyes unless they bypass the intelligence branch.
"That guy wants to wait for the quick reaction squad."
Song Heping was familiar with the quick reaction squad.
The first ti he got involved in a roadside bomb attack in Illiguo, he encountered the quick reaction squad.
"There are about 17 minutes left."
While speaking, an M72 rocket struck the bulletproof Lincoln at the center of the convoy.
Clang—
After the flash of the explosion, the Lincoln was still motionless.
"Shit! What a car!"
Jiang Feng exclaid.
"It's much better than the two Lincolns our company has!"
"Ours is the simplified version, theirs must be the luxury version," Song Heping also noticed, this Lincoln was indeed different.
Even a Humvee could be penetrated, but it only suffered a dent from a rocket launcher shot, without being breached.
"They are all hiding in the car, what do we do?!" Jiang Feng asked.
Gabri's call also ca through the communication channel.
"Boss, the bulletproof car that the VIP is in can't be penetrated!"
"I saw it."
Song Heping thought for a mont and then said: "Hit it with another one to try."
"OK!"
Seconds after Gabri's voice fell, another M72 rocket was fired.
Boom—
The Lincoln shuddered slightly, but was still fine.
The other Humvees began to retaliate.
Through the shooting ports inside the vehicles and the weapon stations on the roofs, they began to shoot relentlessly at their surroundings.
Even though those guys didn't dare to get out of their vehicles, they could still hold on for 20 minutes.
"Cover , all units provide suppressive fire, I'm going to deliver them a gift!"
Song Heping made his decision very quickly.
In less than a minute, he had made up his mind.
"What?"
Jiang Feng was puzzled.
"Just do it!"
After speaking, Song Heping turned and walked over to a Falcon Special Combat Team mber, asked for an RPG warhead, then went back to his tactical bag to rummage around, quickly finding a block of C4 explosive.
"Are you planning to blow it up?!"
Jiang Feng realized what was happening.
But currently, both sides were exchanging fire, and to blow up the car, one must reach its side.
It's like the ancient way of blowing up bunkers using an explosives bag in your mouth.
The difficulty, not to ntion danger, was sky-high!
"Are you crazy, old squad leader?!"
"If not crazy, what else can we do? If Nathan leaves alive, he'll imdiately mobilize all resources to disrupt tonight's attack on I5I5. We must eliminate this group, so even if the Secret Action Departnt wants to dispatch soone to command, they wouldn't have the ti to replace them."
While speaking, Song Heping never stopped his hands.
He quickly removed the RPG warhead's range safety lock and removed the aluminum tube launcher from the tail fin as it was the propellant, which was totally unnecessary.
Finally, he jamd a block of C4 into the tail of the warhead and ard it with a detonator...
Jiang Feng's eyes nearly popped out.
This modification was new to him.
"Where did you learn this?!"
"Didn't your military teach you?"
"Not really!"
"Then your instructors are rubbish!"
Song Heping laughed, then quickly added: "Follow my command. When I say open fire, you cover with all your might, don't let any of them get out of the car! Otherwise, I really will die!"
Jiang Feng had no other choice, he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go with you!"
"No need, you think I want to go? If any of you knew how to operate this thing, I'd let you go. It's just that only I know how!"
After saying that, looking at Jiang Feng's worried face, he added, "You co with downstairs, then when I'm planting the explosives, you find a spot on the ground floor to cover . Rember, anyone who tries to get out and kill , take them down!"
"No problem!"
Jiang Feng imdiately ran to the machine gunner, swapped his own rifle with the other's, and took over the M249 light machine gun.
After all, the endurance factor of a light machine gun was better.
What was needed now was suppressive firepower, to ensure Song Heping's safety.
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