Chapter 274: I'll surrender

The Persian Gulf is calm and profound under the night sky, just like the surrounding Gulf region peoples, who believe in purity and loyalty.

Two Iraqi fishing boats quietly fish on the sea surface. After all, during the day, huge ships such as aircraft carriers and cruisers cruise on the sea surface, and all kinds of aircraft can be seen in the sky from time to time. There is simply no chance to go fishing. Therefore, they can only go out at night after the large ships have returned to port to rest. They have to be careful of the occasional patrol ships.

This behaviour is undoubtedly very dangerous. Not to mention that multinational forces have also carried out night raids against Iraq. Although there have been fewer of these raids since two large-scale air strikes gained air supremacy, they still happen. Not to mention the many mines scattered on the sea surface. Although many of them were emptied before the arrival of the US aircraft carrier, if you are unlucky enough to hit one, you and your ship will be blown up.

Despite the great danger, Iraqi fishermen still had to go out to sea. This was because Iraq had lost all imports of supplies under the comprehensive blockade by multinational forces, and these fishermen had to take this risk in order to survive.

The two fishing boats were very small, and they navigated carefully across the sea. Relying on their experience, they headed for the area with the most fish. However, have sailed less than a nautical mile, they felt the current suddenly change in a very strange way. This made the fishermen on board panic: could it be an earthquake at the bottom of the sea? Or was there something huge at the bottom of the sea about to break through the water?

Then , accompanied by the dull roar of the engine, a black nuclear submarine slowly surfaced, then the missile launchers in the front were opened and three or six missiles were fired before it submerged again.

The two fishing boats were still floating on the sea. The fishermen, drenched by the waves, watched this scene in a daze and could no longer speak.

At the Meanwhile, in the Iraqi capital of Baghdad, 400 kilometres away, several armies were entering the city. These armies were all defeated remnants scattered by the air strikes of multinational forces. They returned to the capital for recuperation and treatment. These people, some of them missing arms and legs, some of them lying on stretchers, were all dejected and without any energy.

Due to Due to the continuous bombing by the multinational forces after they gained control of the airspace, any actions by the Iraqi army had to be carried out at night. Although they could not completely avoid air strikes by the multinational forces, they could at least rely on the cover of night to effectively reduce their own casualties.

As for counterattack... This is something that Iraqi soldiers no longer think about. Just firing two shots into the sky at random can be considered resistance. You have to know that the air force has fled without a fight. What can these ground troops do?

Yah and Baker were also in one of the teams. As they did not have any obvious injuries, they just followed the team on foot and did not get the luxury of a ride.

'Now we have returned to the capital, but my unease is growing stronger and stronger. You think the Americans won't bomb here next?' Baker said to Aghien as they walked along with the group.

'You are you going to say that wherever you go, the Americans will follow with their planes? said, 'But I hope your hunch is right this time. After all, as the capital, Badina still has very strong anti-aircraft firepower. If American planes really come, I believe our anti-aircraft positions can avenge the humiliation we have been subjected to!'

But some things are not as people think. Just as Aghien and Baker continued to follow the group, after twenty minutes, when they finally arrived at the military camp in the southern suburbs of Badina, a sharp sound suddenly came from the sky

This chapter . The chapter does not end here. Turn the page. The defeated soldiers, who had experienced air raids before, immediately recognised the rocket boosters of the Tomahawk missiles.

As the missile approached, the soldiers, who had been like zombies, suddenly seemed to be reactivated, each running in different directions, screaming, 'Ah! The Americans are back! Am I doomed to die? Why why didn't our radar post send out an early warning? All the early warning personnel should be taken out and shot! Surrender, that's the army of the devil, we can't defeat them!'

And others had already given up hope of survival and were kneeling on the ground, crying and praying: 'O almighty Lord, your loyal servants are being slaughtered by the infidels. Please help us and give us the strength to defeat them! I don't want to die, can I go to heaven?'

Compared to those who had already collapsed, running around like headless flies and giving up on survival, just lying there waiting for the nothingness of God to rescue them, Yahia and Bek were much calmer. They could be seen immediately moving away from the house and going to the open space as much as possible. Through repeated air raids, they also understood that no matter how advanced American weapons were, their target selection was very limited under the cover of night, and they could only target houses and people.

Just as people were screaming and shouting, six Tomahawk missiles arrived overhead and, identified by their guidance systems, each penetrated the airport control tower, the runway, and the radar station and barracks in the military compound.

After the followed, and the American bomber fleet arrived. Heavy bombs rained from the sky, dropping in the barracks and turning the place into a sea of flames.

With the US army's bombing, the air defence troops stationed in Badina also frantically opened fire at the sky. The sound of anti-aircraft guns continued all night, but they failed to shoot down even a single plane.

The next At 8 o'clock the next morning, Salm was having breakfast in the dining room of the presidential palace. His face was very bad, not only were there bloodshot eyes, but he also had dark circles under his eyes. It was obvious that he had not slept well last night because of the sudden US air strike on Badina.

Ira The second person in Iraq, also Saddam's cousin Majid, is reporting to Saddam across the room. There is nothing else, mainly talking about the losses they have suffered.

'President President, under constant American air strikes, our air defence system has been hit very hard and is almost paralysed. Our radar can no longer effectively detect incoming American aircraft. Even if they don't use stealth aircraft, the F15s and F16s can enter supersonic cruise mode and we won't be able to find them. In a sense, our radar is now no better than the ears of our soldiers,' said Majid.

Listening to the report, Salm grabbed the lamb chop on his plate and stuffed it in his mouth, then asked, 'I heard that the attack yesterday was on the military camp in the southern suburbs, which was originally supposed to be a rear hospital?'

Majid nodded and said, 'Because the frontline troops are in such a poor state, a rear hospital must exist. Yesterday, several troops just arrived there, and the American attack came immediately afterwards. I'm afraid that the enemy's reconnaissance had discovered this situation long ago, and that's why they launched the attack last night.'

'Damn it! Damn it!' As soon as Majid had finished speaking, Salm angrily exclaimed, "The officers of our air force and air defence forces should all be executed! It is because of these pigs" dereliction of duty that my troops have been slaughtered like this by the enemy!'

Majid did not say anything in response to Salim's words, Majid did not say anything, he was just silent, and then suggested, 'President, I think it is very necessary for you to go to the barracks today to console the soldiers, because according to reports, the troops attacked yesterday have already collapsed, and this has also caused the other troops to lose their fighting spirit. However, I believe that as long as you, President, show up, you can use your personal charm to cheer everyone up again.'

Salm spat the lamb chop in his mouth: 'What? I heard you right, you want me

to go to the end of this chapter and console the scum that all deserve to go to hell?'

Majid nodded and said: 'This is necessary, and I think now is the best time. After all, the Americans have limited attack capabilities. They only launched an air strike last night, so I think they may rest today.'

'Good, I'll go pay a visit to the barracks today and hope that those idiots can muster their courage again,' said Salm.

And so, at the urging of Majid, Salm decided to go to the barracks. So at ten o'clock in the morning, Salm and his bodyguards finally arrived the barracks. Everything was just as it had been shown on the news broadcast: nurses and soldiers greeted them at the entrance, and two children presented flower baskets to Salm and Majid.

Then, at Majid's Majid's arrangement, Salm came to a tent, where two soldiers stood. Majid introduced Salm, 'President, this is our ace pilot, Yahien. who led his formation in a counterattack against an American air ambush, and who survived after shooting down three enemy aircraft, only to be forced to land in the desert due to fuel exhaustion.

Hearing this introduction, Salm shook Aghien's hand firmly and said to him, 'You are truly one of our rare pilots in Iraq. If everyone could be like you, I think we would definitely win this war!'

Aghien stood returned a military salute to Salm: 'Please, President, give me the opportunity, and I will prove on the battlefield that our Iraqi soldiers are not inferior to anyone else!'

'This spirit is excellent, and I believe that there will be such a day,' said Salm with a smile.

At this time , suddenly a secretary from the Ministry of Defence rushed in to report to Salm: 'Mr President, it's not good. Just now, news came from the border that the take-off of a US aircraft group was detected, heading towards Badina, and it is analysed that it is very likely to be this military camp! Now the US are less than 100 kilometres from Badina!

What?

This news made Majid freeze in his tracks. He hastily ended the condolence visit and hurried back to the Presidential Palace with Salm. However, his actions were too late, or perhaps the US air strike came too quickly.

As soon as Salm had only just stepped out of the tent when a formation of ten F-16 fighter jets appeared above the military camp. Looking up, he saw several missiles with long tails hurtling towards the ground.

The pilots could not identify Salm, but seeing so many people gathered below, any fool could guess that he was an important figure. So everyone focused their energy on Salm, and suddenly countless explosions explosions sounded around Salm, and Salm was immediately knocked to the ground, but the tent he had just inspected was lifted up into the air.

'Quickly! Protect President Salm! Where is the air defence unit? Quickly organise an aircraft and drive these Americans away!'

Majid shouted out orders, and with his orders, the anti-aircraft position on the other side also came into play. All the anti-aircraft guns were pointed at the sky, firing wildly.

The second round of air raids flew over the ground with a burst of energy, lightly skimming the ground. Under the control of the pilots, missiles and heavy bombs rained down on the ground.

Boom, boom, boom!

Several explosions were like a flash of lightning right next to his ear. The huge shockwave and sound almost deafened Salm.

Stunned and turned his head to look at the blue sky, but suddenly there was another explosion, and a bloody severed hand suddenly fell onto his face. Salm trembled violently, and then he couldn't help shaking uncontrollably. He shouted in horror, screamed in terror, 'Surrender! We have lost the war against the Americans. This senseless war must stop. I will surrender to the Americans!'