I want to be a warlord

Chapter 106 Refusal to ask for help (first order)

"No, retreat!" Golden Retriever said without hesitation: "I can't tell whether the other party has reinforcements, so go and take a temporary rest."

"Bayonet, call the branch and ask for backup!"

"Roger that!"

Wang Zhen opened his mouth, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say. He felt that something was wrong.

He also thinks that there is a high probability that the enemy will have reinforcements, but he feels that this is more like an ambush in advance and a siege to fight for reinforcements!
Not to mention ancient times, in modern warfare alone, there are not many similar cases, and our army particularly likes to use this tactic.

From a tactical point of view, we are determined not to do what the enemy wants us to do...

Besides, the nearest reinforcements are only 30 people from Curry's side, and they are scattered in two bases.

Wang Zhen didn't know if someone would come to rescue him. He had never been a soldier or been on a battlefield, so he really didn't know.

Of course, he hoped that someone would come to the rescue, even if it was 10 people, with vehicles, to help contain it. Wang Zhen felt that the safety of the shovel could at least be guaranteed.

"Puff puff"

"Ding" "ding" "ding"

The bullets hit the nearby oil pipeline and cement foundation continuously, bringing Wang Zhen back to his senses in an instant.

He scolded himself for daring to sneak away at this time, turned his gun, took aim, and fired a "da" shot. Among the four people chasing behind him, one of them was shot in the chest again and fell to the ground.

The three people who were frightened fell down again, and fired chug towards Wang Zhen to suppress them.

"Wild boar, retreat!" The order from Jin Mao came from his ear, Wang Zhen grabbed the gun, stooped and strode out as fast as possible.

He can't learn from golden retrievers and donkeys.

According to the golden retriever's teaching, don't run in an S shape on the battlefield. Without strict training, people's subconscious movements will be full of regularity.

If the enemy's marksmanship is not good, and whether the hit depends on luck, running S will only reduce your speed and delay for a longer time, which will increase the possibility of being hit.

If the marksmanship is good enough, regular S-running is of no use.

Unless the enemy is directly behind you or in the air, use the machine gun.

Otherwise, just pull up the speed and run as fast as you can.

Fight luck!
Wang Zhen supported the oil pipeline and jumped over, and a group of people gathered together again, retreating while beating, and quickly retreated towards the temporary resting point.

……

Darryl, who was about to go to rest, suddenly heard the ringtone of his mobile phone, turned his head and glanced at it, and stepped forward to grab the working mobile phone.

Seeing that the caller was a bayonet on the screen, Darryl's face sank. They should be on the patrol road at this time, but they called him on his mobile phone...

"Hi, I'm Daryl."

"I'm the bayonet, listen to me, we've been ambushed, near the town of Bruz, the enemy... is currently retreating towards a temporary resting point, requesting support!"

"What, okay, I know, wait for me!" Darryl hung up the phone, called Curry immediately, turned and ran outside while waiting for the call.

Regardless of changing clothes, he rushed out wearing big pants, walked to the next door in a few steps, raised his hand and began to knock on the door, "Cobham, open the door!"

Cobham frowned and stood up from the office chair, walked out quickly, and heard Darryl's voice before reaching the door, "Curry, the golden retriever and the others have been attacked. There are currently 8 people on the other side, and it is not ruled out that there are still people." , Hurry up and save people."

"What's going on, the golden retriever was attacked?" Cobham asked anxiously, pulling the door open.

"Yes, yes, go quickly." Darryl nodded heavily at Cobham, hung up the phone, walked in, and described the matter quickly and simply.

"Fack, the scythe team must not be allowed to have an accident, this is our signature in Iraq!" This was Cobham's first reaction when he heard the incident.

Because of what happened some time ago, the Imperial Barrier became famous in Iraq. Although it is certainly far inferior to big companies like the British G4S, Armor Group, and American MPRI, it is gaining popularity among medium-sized companies.

Combat power is one aspect of PMC, but there is no specific measurement standard for this, but it has a reputation.

Moreover, the more famous the company you hire, the less likely you will encounter trouble in the future. The key is that the asking price is also low.

Cobham has recently signed a lot of contracts, all of which are ordinary missions that only require basic soldiers. The only high-end missions that can really consolidate their reputation are the one in Brooz Town.

Cobham's expression suddenly changed after the words came out, "Wait, tell me again, did the attackers appear in batches?"

When asked by Cobham, Darryl also reacted, and his face changed.

Both Cobham and Darryl are veterans. They graduated from a regular military academy and retired with the rank of a major and a captain. They are commanders with real battlefield experience, both in the army and in the Imperial Fortress.

The enemy had clearly ambushed the Scythe Squad with an RPG, which showed that they knew the opponent's situation and had a clear goal, but knowing that it was an elite squad, they didn't invest all their troops in the first place and instead resorted to refueling tactics.

Of course, in the mouth of the bayonet, he and the Wangzhen assault sniper only spoke a few words. Who are Daryl and Cobham, of course they understand the thrill and difficulty.

But this is still unreasonable!
This is not a large-scale battle, and there is no need to keep reserve troops at all.

Either don't fight, fight with all your strength.

Is the opposing commander an idiot?

The two don't think so!

There is only one possibility, the opponent is trying to create a little pressure on the scythe team.

The purpose, it can't be to force them to surrender, it can only be to force them to ask for help.

Golden Retriever can't think of it?

Based on their understanding of golden retrievers, they must have thought of it!
But the location is different, and the way of doing things is also different.

Golden Retriever is the commander of the first-line team, and it is right to seek help from above when encountering problems.

Whether they can be saved or not is a matter for them.

"What should I do?" Darryl held the phone tightly with his big hands, gritted his teeth, and stared at Cobham.

"Save... or not..." Cobham's expression changed drastically, and his head was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Fuck, hurry up, you have a minute at most!" Darryl urged.

"No help!" Cobham stomped his feet and shouted loudly, pulling his neck.

"You're fucking crazy, that's Bourne and the others, if you don't save them, they're going to die!" Darryl yelled, his eyes wide open, and he also scratched his neck.

"Fuck, don't I fucking know!" Cobham blushed and kicked hard on the sofa next to him, making a 'boom' sound.

He strode over to his desk, grabbed his phone and called Curry.

"You fucking..." Darryl rushed after him in a hurry.

"Go away, shut up!" Cobham raised his finger and cursed at Daryl, "Curry, I'm Cobham, stop your actions, you can't go anywhere, strengthen your guard and defend the base!"

"You really decided to abandon Bourne and the others!"

"Am I going to abandon them!" Cobham slapped Darryl's hand hard, and roared, "Can't you fucking think of the attacker's purpose?"

"But……"

"No but!" Cobham gritted his teeth, and with a wave of his hand, he swept everything on the table to the ground.

The notebook fell and tumbled out, making a 'bang' sound.

"Fake, Fake, Fake!"

"Their target is definitely that oil well!"

"It's Diyala Province, it's Bruz Town, don't you know how chaotic it is?"

"You bastard, you bastard..." Darryl stared into Cobham's eyes and cursed every sentence.

"Stop their farting, you sit in my position, how do you decide!" Cobham put his head on Darryl's head, opened his mouth, and all the saliva splashed on the other's face, "Curry held his hand There are only 15 people, how many people are brought out to rescue, there will definitely be an ambush outside the oil well base, once Curry leads people out, he will die!"

"Then, they will attack the base, the rest of the people can't stand it, and the base will be lost!"

"How much is the pension for 15 people?"

"How many chain reactions will the failure of the mission bring!"

"How much do we have to pay?"

"What about the situation where the company just opened?"

Cobham pointed at the door. "How many PMC companies are watching us now, waiting for us to make mistakes and pull us down!"

"Don't you know how much business we've won recently!"

"We can't save them at all, we will only cause more damage!"

Darryl closed his eyes, took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground, muttering, not knowing what he was talking about.

Cobham looked up at the ceiling, blinking and blinking.

Darryl sat there for a minute, then slowly got up and walked out, the door was closed with a bang.

Cobham stared sideways at the door, sighed, grabbed his phone and went to the bedroom and lay down heavily on the bed.

Ten seconds, 30 seconds, 1 minute, Cobham sat up abruptly, turned on his cell phone and dialed a number, "Clement Cuthbert, it's me, Cobham."

"Listen, I need help, here's the thing..."

"Cobham, I'm sorry. You know, although I am a lieutenant colonel in the Iraqi Army, I have no right to mobilize troops to fight. This requires procedures, and it is too late now."

"No, I'm not asking you to send troops to save people, I want you to get a helicopter over there, if, I mean if they can break out safely, I can get people out as soon as possible, man, they got hurt, in the Without means of transportation, it is impossible to get out of the desert of more than 20 kilometers."

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and Cobham didn't rush. After waiting for a long time, Clement sighed, "Well, Cobham, I have to make one thing clear. Once they bring the enemy over, my People can't land, whether it's the helicopter or my people, there must be no damage there, or I'm finished!"

"Thank you, Clement."

"Facker, Cobham, you owe me a great favor!"

After hanging up the phone, Cobham sighed. This is the limit of what he can do. It's up to you whether you live or die.

God bless you!
"Curry, this is Cobham." Cobham called Curry again, "Listen, at any moment someone may attack the camp, no matter what they say, hold on, I will call Syed immediately, and he will send someone Support you, at most 5 hours, the company's support will arrive."

"At a critical moment, you can explain things clearly to your subordinates. I believe you can do it."

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