Chapter 262: Worse than bad

I don't know how long it took, but Aihien finally slowly woke up. Ouch! This was his first feeling upon waking up. He felt as if there was a wire in his head, scraping his skull, and every muscle in his body ached, as if someone had taken a sledgehammer and smashed him all over.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a crimson sky. With great difficulty, he managed to force out a word: 'Am I dead? But why have I been sent to hell? Is it because I shamefully fled from the battlefield?'

'You can go to hell if you want, but I won't stop you. But you're not the only soldier who ran away from the battlefield, and I don't want to go to hell!'

A voice came from behind, and Yaghin turned to see a soldier in an Iraqi army uniform. He was now wrapping a bandage around his hand. When Yaghin looked over, he said to him, 'I think We are just survivors, not deserters, so I think we can still go to the paradise that Allah has prepared for us, enjoy our wine, food and partners, and not go to hell.'

'Survivors?' Yahien mumbled the word, then gritted his teeth and sat up from the ground.

At that moment, the man threw a piece of gauze over: 'Wipe the blood from your eyes, we're not in some bullshit hell, at least for now, we're still fucking lucky to be alive.'

'And, just in case you didn't hear me the first time, I'll tell you again: my name is Beck, and I'm an observer at the radar station.'

Beck introduced himself to Aghien, who also reported his name to him. Then Beck went on to say: 'After the radar station was attacked, I was lucky to escape and was then assigned to the the base. I didn't expect another air strike, but the devil seems to be unhappy that I, a servant of God, survived. Just now, I encountered a third air strike, but it still didn't kill me, haha!'

Ignoring Baker's ranting, Yahien dried the blood from his eyes and finally saw a normally coloured sky, as well as the tragic scenes beneath it.

In front of him was the Sayr Road, an important road on the Iraqi border, but now it had been turned into a scene of devastation. Black tanks and armoured vehicles in various positions, on the road. There were large pits in the ground, and the bodies and limbs of countless soldiers were scattered all over the place. Not far away in the Gobi Desert, there were even more soldiers who had been killed while trying to escape.

Some armoured vehicles and cars were still burning fiercely, and suddenly there was a loud bang as the fuel tank of one of the cars exploded.

'Don't look, we've been attacked by air. The whole army of more than 5,000 people, except for the two of us, are all fucking dead or have fled,' said Baker.

'Then why didn't you run?' asked Aghien.

'Run? I wanted to run, but you didn't notice that I was running? The Americans bombed wherever they saw me running. So now I've figured it out, I might as well just sit here and wait for the American planes to come. After all, I can't drag down a friendly army!' Baker spat out some saliva and said. Then he unfastened the water bottle around his waist and was about to drink when he remembered Yaxin and handed it to him.

Yahien took it without hesitation, took a sip and said, 'My squadron and the other air forces have all encountered an ambush by the Americans. It can be said that the entire army has been wiped out, and I don't know how many have escaped.'

'Can the air force also ambush? These Americans are really something, with such advanced aircraft they still play such despicable tricks,' said Baker with contempt.

'Advanced aircraft?' Yaxin felt a little strange about Baker's words, because he had seen the old F4 aircraft on the battlefield.

Baker nodded and said, 'It's an incredibly advanced plane that's beyond belief. I can believe that it's definitely a demon released from the abyss, because the radar can't even capture its tracks. Our radar was destroyed by such a monster; and those missiles with red tails, they cruised right above our heads, like hideous monsters hiding in the sand, and only dove down to destroy their targets.

Yahien also said, 'That's why our officers and soldiers have all lost their fighting spirit. Everyone is cowering like a big girl. Just like the air raid earlier, our commander actually saw the air raid and ran away by himself? Leaving the American planes to massacre our soldiers?'

In the end, both men lowered their heads at the same time. It was obvious that even if they were not the best strategists, they could see that the current situation was already extremely bad.

They were originally facing the world's number one superpower, which used an endless array of high-tech weapons and ever more daring tactics to directly destroy their air force, which they could rely on, and then continuously bombed and crushed the army. It can be said that from the beginning of the war until now, they have not even been able to touch the other side, let alone launch a counterattack. This passive situation of being beaten has made them feel devastated!

At this point, Aghien finally understood why the commander had not organised air defence or counterattacks. It was simply because they had already lost the courage and confidence to fight back.

Iraq's elite troops were deployed on three lines of defence along the border. After this defeat, it is conceivable that there will be more massacres like this in the future, whether it is armoured troops or other troops will not be able to escape enemy reconnaissance aircraft, and on the way back they will encounter endless aerial bombardment. This feeling of being manipulated will undoubtedly lower morale even further.

Such painful thoughts made them all want to bury their heads in the sand. After a long time, Aghien popped out with a sentence: 'You said...do we still have a way to block the enemy's attack?'

'I'm afraid...only the one and only God knows,' Beck said with great frustration.

Zhou Ming in Badina's Zhou Ming, who owed a sneeze, felt that it was a bit against the odds to catch a cold in this subtropical desert country, but Zhou Ming believed even more that someone had mentioned him behind his back.

Getting out of bed, Zhou Ming yawned as he went to wash up. As he was brushing his teeth, he heard his door being knocked on. Zhou Ming went to open the door, and it was Lin Hong, the ambassador to Iraq. His excited eyes made Zhou Ming feel a little scared. Zhou Ming said to him, 'I'm telling you, Ambassador Lin, I'm a man, and a very straight man at that, so please don't get any ideas.'

Lin Hong chose to ignore Zhou Ming's teasing and continued speaking his own words: 'It's really an ambush. Comrade Zhou Ming, you are truly a god of prediction! The Americans really ambushed the Iraqi air force!'

As he Lin Hong said, and took out a document and gave it to Zhou Ming. It was intelligence from the mainland, saying that at 3am this morning, the United States launched a large-scale military operation against Iraq, luring the Iraqi air force into an ambush in the airspace over Oude Port, while also deploying F117s and Tomahawk cruise missiles to attack all radar stations and military bases along Iraq's defensive line.

Preliminary counts that Iraq lost at least 150 aircraft in the military action, as well as at least 100,000 elite troops and all radar stations along the border.

After the battle, Iraq's defensive line in Kuwait collapsed. Iraq was not a major power like the United States and the Soviet Union, and it had the ability to replace troops at any time. All of its weapons were purchased from other countries. Therefore, after suffering such a heavy blow, it would be difficult for Iraq to organise an effective defence and counterattack.

'Zhou You are absolutely right, Comrade Zhou Ming. War is nothing more than a game of concentrating your advantages to attack the enemy. Even the mighty United States used a tactic like an air ambush, which really hurt Iraq.' Lin Hong said, his tone full of admiration for Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming smiled weakly and then asked, 'So is there any new news from Iraqi President Saddam?'

'No no.' Lin Hong shook his head and said somewhat strangely, 'Although this time the Americans played a very ruthless move and directly destroyed nearly half of Iraq's air power, Iraq is not completely incapable of fighting back. It is unlikely that there will be news from Saddam's side so soon, is there?'

'There some things are not as simple as they seem. I also hope that Saddam will not fall so soon.' Zhou Ming let out a sigh, and then asked, 'Are General Zou Yue and the others up yet? I want to talk to them.'

Lin Hong looked at Zhou Ming doubtfully. Although he didn't understand why Zhou Ming must be so pessimistic about Iraq, he still took Zhou Ming to the conference room.

Zou Yue They were in the conference room, which had been turned into a makeshift war room. There was a sand table on the conference table and a map of the Gulf region hanging on the wall. Zou Yue and the other nine people in his group were all sitting here.

When they saw Zhou entered, Zou Yue got up to shake his hand and greet him, and said with admiration, 'Comrade Zhou Ming, your prediction was very accurate. The Americans have completed a beautiful air ambush in Odehaven.'

Zhou Ming modestly accepted the praise, then asked them to sit down. Faced with these simple soldiers, Zhou Ming did not beat about the bush and said directly, 'Through this ambush, the United States will gain a comprehensive advantage, and the Iraqi army will soon collapse within a week or two. Therefore, General Zou, I hope you can prepare for the worst.'

Zhou Ming's words stunned Zou Yue. They all found it hard to believe, and one of the officers asked, 'Could the situation be that bad? Although Iraq Iraq had suffered heavy losses in the battle, but they still had at least over a million troops left, and their air power was not completely gone, so they would not collapse within a week or two, would they?

'I also hope hope they can hold out for longer, then we'll be a lot more relaxed and be able to see more clearly the reality of the situation in the US. But I'm afraid that's not realistic, because not every army is called a volunteer army, and it's hard to maintain the morale of the Iraqi army.'

Zhou Ming said very said Zhou Ming, who, as a born-again person, knew very well the course of the famous Gulf War. After the air ambush at the port of Oude, Iraq basically lost its resistance. Later, in the heavy the Iraqi army lost all their fighting spirit: their air force fled to neighbouring countries to hide from the war, the army foolishly sat still and became targets for American bombing, and the navy...if Iraq still had a navy.

It was precisely because the Iraqi army surrendered in droves once the ground troops of the multinational force finally began advancing. The war ended within 100 hours of the ground troops beginning their attacks.

The most important reason for this The most important reason for this result was that the Iraqi army lost all morale in the face of the endless US bombing, and they were like walking corpses without energy or spirit. Such an army naturally could not withstand the superior attack of the US army. Of course, this not to say that there are no armies in the world that can advance despite enemy fire, but such a great army would definitely not be Iraq.

Zou Yue and the others, as professional soldiers, immediately understood when they heard Zhou Ming's words.

'Don't worry Comrade Zhou Ming, since we have been sent here by our motherland, we are prepared for the worst. Perhaps this plan is even worse than the worst we expected, but we are professional soldiers, we will not back down, we will only strive to find an opportunity to win,' said Zou Yue.

Zhou Ming nodded: 'General Zhou, I have great confidence in you. Now we just have to wait for the Iraqi emperor to make a decision. I just hope he can be sensible and not wait until the situation is completely hopeless before he remembers me.'