Chapter 265: Kurdish Guerrillas

In the early hours of the morning, multinational forces deployed more than 400 aircraft to conduct heavy air strikes on the three military strongholds of Basra, Samna and Najaf. After this air strike, multinational forces basically destroyed the Iraqi army's three frontlines. The multinational forces also detected the Iraqi air force fleeing without a fight. The multinational forces have now gained an absolute advantage over the Iraqi army 

According to the analysis of the military commentator invited by this station, after two large-scale air strikes, Iraq has now completely lost its ability to attack on the offensive. With Iraq's current military situation, as long as the multinational forces continue persist with air strikes for about a week, continue to pursue the Iraqi air force, and launch several air strikes on the capital Baghdad and other places, they will be able to win the war very quickly .

It can be seen that under the attack of the US military, which is guided by advanced weapons and war theory, any so-called military power is vulnerable...

Zhou Ming was sitting in the car listening to the radio, which was broadcasting news from American radio stations. The report was about the situation in the Gulf War, which was currently the focus of worldwide attention.

At this time, Zhou Ming is on his way to the Kurdish-populated area in northern Iraq. The vehicle is a minibus provided by the embassy. In addition to the ten-member fully armed desert squad, there is also a liaison officer from the presidential palace.

It had only been an hour since they had left the presidential palace. After all, Zhou Ming had been preparing for this for a long time. Now that Salm had finally spoken, Zhou Ming had to act immediately, without delay.

This is the only way. If the first aerial ambush at Oude Port only destroyed the Iraqi air force, then this time's focused air strikes on the three military strongholds of Basra, Samarra and Najaf completely destroyed the entire Iraqi army.

Just now at the Presidential Palace, Zhou Ming said that he would let Zou Yue and their group of military officers train the Iraqi guerrilla army. But in reality, Zhou Ming doesn't hold any hope. After all, in Zhou Ming's memory, Salm's army surrendered to the US army without a fight after two air raids. What capital can such an army still be called elite?

So now if we look at the whole of Iraq, if there is any army that still has combat effectiveness, it is only the Kurdish autonomous armed forces in the northern mountains.

The Kurds are a very brave and skilled fighting people. Due to their unique ethnicity and their own beliefs, they are determined to be warriors regardless of gender, which is very rare throughout the Arab world. More importantly, they are fervent religious believers, and their faith sustains them in their fearless battles. This quality of theirs makes them the best possible death squads.

If Iraq, which is already at the point of no return, is to be helped, and the war continued to drag on, it is necessary to gain the support of the Kurds, especially now that all of Salm's troops are useless.

Along the northern highway of Iraq, Zhou Ming's car finally arrived in the central city of Sumer, which is inhabited by Kurds, after six hours.

This is the largest city in northern Iraq and the last city in the Kurdish-populated area that the Saddam regime can perfectly control. Further north and east, in the mountains, there are thousands of Kurdish villages hidden away.

Zhou Ming and his friends found the mayor of Sumur. When he heard that they were going to negotiate with the Kurds, the mayor's eyes widened in shock: 'Honourable Chinese guests, I applaud your courage but I don't agree with you going to the Kurds because they are very barbaric. They have long incited violence and ethnic antagonism, and they often kidnap and kill foreigners in the settlement area. It's very dangerous!'

The mayor added, 'Especially recently, those Kurds have been very restless, always grabbing some reporters or ordinary people to demonstrate to the president. I am doing this for Mr. Zhou Ming.'

Zhou Ming was not surprised by this. She smiled slightly helplessly and said, 'Thank you for your concern, Mr. Mayor, but I still have to go. If you are really worried, you can send someone to protect me.'

The mayor had no choice but to let Zhou Ming go. However, to ensure Zhou Ming's safety, the mayor in addition to arranging a guide for Zhou Ming as ordered by Salm, also specially arranged three of his own cars loaded with bodyguards to follow Zhou Ming as he continued eastward.

'I hope Mr. Zhou Ming can return victorious, that would be the greatest miracle!' the mayor finally said to Zhou Ming.

In fact, it was only natural that the mayor would be so worried, because when it came to this Kurdish autonomous armed force, they were actually considered to be the enemy forces of the Saddam regime.

The Kurds are an ancient people in Western Asia with a history of thousands of years, but they have never had a country of their own in the true sense of the word. Therefore, they have a very strong desire for independence, which Saddam never allowed it. As a result, countless wars broke out between them, and even Salm's army carried out acts of village massacre in areas populated by Kurds.

Under these Kurds were naturally very dangerous to the Salm regime.

Zhou Ming thought about the information on the Kurds while helplessly thinking to himself: if there was another way, he wouldn't want to do such a dangerous thing!

In the The sun was setting as Zhou Ming's convoy slowly drove towards the centre of the Kurdish-populated area. According to the data, there was a city called Mahad controlled by Kurdish forces, and it was also the seat of the Kurdish sheikh.

The gorge is the only way into Mahad. It is a road carved out of the mountains, surrounded by very dangerous high mountains. When Zhou Ming's convoy reached the middle of the Daiye Highway, he suddenly shouted to stop the car, and at the same time, he quickly ran to the front and applied the brakes.

With a of hard braking, Zhou Ming's car had not yet come to a stop when he saw, not far away halfway up the mountainside, a rocket with a long tail flying straight and flew straight at the car leading the way, which was immediately overturned by the enormous explosion. Although Zhou Ming's minibus was specially bulletproof, it was shaken by the shockwave of the explosion.

For their small convoy, the Kurdish guerrilla attack squad was definitely going to eat them all up, so after the first strike, two more rockets quickly flew over and hit the two cars behind.

With two loud explosions, the two cars also became two burning balls of fire by the roadside, and the bodyguards in the cars had no chance to run out.

'Oh my god! Those Kurds are indeed demons living in the mountains, and they are going to kill again! I have Almighty God, please quickly lead your people to destroy these evil spirits!'

The Sumerian guide was so frightened by the attack that he immediately knelt in the car and wept bitterly.

Compared to the guide, these special forces were much calmer. They first placed Zhou Ming in the middle of the car, and then the ten of them quickly formed a defensive formation in the car.

Since not knowing how many Kurdish militants were in ambush, whether there were mines around, or what the other side's intentions were, even the elite troops were afraid to get out of the car easily. They could only cautiously open the car window and peek out with their guns trained on all sides.

But when they were ready for defence, the enemies seemed to have disappeared again. There was no movement for ten or twenty minutes. If it wasn't for the three cars in front and behind that were still burning, Zhou Mingzhen would have suspected that it was his own illusion.

Half a had passed, and the Kurdish militants who were hiding on the mountain still hadn't made a move. After observing the surroundings for a while, they said to Zhou Ming, 'Perhaps it is because of our embassy car status that they are hesitant, so they are going to wait until nightfall to come up and capture us alive. Mr Zhou Ming, we can choose to turn around and escape as fast as we can. I have confidence in my driving skills.'

Zhou Ming looked at the endless mountains around him, then shook his head and said, 'No, it's not necessary. As you said, they want to capture us alive, which means we are not in danger . But if we try to run, they might fire the rockets. So we'd better wait for them here.'

Time passed by passed, and soon night fell. Everything was just as we had guessed. As the sun disappeared below the horizon, Ming could see dark silhouettes cautiously approaching his minibus from the mountains, using the last bit of light.

'There are actually twenty people. It seems that we have been ambushed by a sizable guerrilla force. And these 20 people are just the advance guard scouting the area. There are more people in ambush behind them, observing the situation carefully.

Observing the surrounding the situation, he commented with interest. Although his face was serious, there was no trace of the tension of being surrounded by the enemy in his tone of voice. One could imagine that if they really had to fight, he was completely confident that he could lead his Desert Squad out of the encirclement. And after they had familiarised themselves with the terrain, they would even have a chance to wipe out the other side. This was the powerful confidence of the Chinese military commander.

However, they did not come to start a war, so under Zhou Ming's orders, they did not take any action and let the other party approach the minibus.

And when they to the side of the minibus, Zhou Ming suddenly opened the door, and then he and the guide got out of the car together. Faced with this sudden situation, the Kurdish militants were so scared that they raised their guns hastily.

Zhou Ming cooperated raised his hands and shouted in English, 'Don't be nervous, there are only three of us, and we're not carrying any weapons. We mean you no harm. We're from the Chinese embassy. Do you have a leader? I need to talk to talk to your leader!'

While shouting Zhou Ming also patted the guide next to him, and the guide then repeated the words in Kurdish, although his voice trembled with fear.

The Kurdish militants listened to the guide's translation and were clearly taken aback, because in the past, the people they had kidnapped had either put up fierce resistance or cried out for mercy. How had they ever encountered someone like Zhou Ming?

Faced with this situation , Zhou Ming told the guide to shout over to them, 'I know you can't make a decision, so please send your leader out here!'

After these words were shouted, they told Zhou Ming that a few people had left to report back on the situation.

Then another twenty minutes before about 50 or 60 people gathered around again. It was clear that the leader of this guerrilla team had arrived, and this leader was obviously much more daring than the cautious 'vanguard death squad'. He came directly to the front of Zhou Ming and the others.

These Kurdish armed were similar to the images he had seen on TV in his previous life. They were all dressed in the standard Gulf region attire, wearing loose-fitting clothes in earthy tones and turbans and veils covering their faces, leaving only their eyes exposed.

The leader came Zhou Ming, looked him up and down and said, 'Okay, Hua Xia people, I am the leader of this guerrilla team. If you have anything to say, please say it to me.'

Hearing the other person's voice, Zhou Ming froze for a moment, because it turned out to be a woman.