Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 9 OODA
  A group of Yejid people bit it with steel teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

With a ferocious look on his face, Sean raised his fist as big as a casserole and hit Abraham on the head, saying harshly: "Do you accept it?"

"If you can... kill me!"

Abraham was obviously a tough guy. Even though he was being pressed down and ravaged severely, his mouth was still full of ruthlessness.

Sean was also unequivocal. He clamped down the opponent's hands with one hand and pressed him firmly under his body. He reached to his butt with the other hand and pulled out the M1911. He opened the safety, loaded the gun, and in one go, he pressed it hard against Abraham's forehead and said in a ferocious voice: "Hey, you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Damn it, if you don’t give me some advice, do you really think I’m a vegetarian?
  "Stop!" "Damn Chinese guy!"

Da da da……

"Hey, don't take my words as fart. This is a matter between the two of them. Otherwise, I don't mind sending you to meet Allah now!" Seeing the commotion and eagerness of the other party, Ahmed pressed the button without hesitation. The trigger was fired, the bullet hit the ground, and the dirt flew up.

"Cough...cough...I admit defeat, damn, you are so cruel!"

Facts have proved that no matter how tough a guy is, he will always give in when his life is clearly threatened. No one wants their death to be meaningless.

"Remember to brush your teeth when you go out from now on, asshole!" Sean spat viciously, and then he let go of the guy, stood up, closed the safety of the pistol and put it back into the holster, patting the wrinkled clothes casually.

"Ahem, tell me, big man from China, what do you want me to do?" Abraham's face turned red and his tone was a little aggrieved.

Look, isn't it bad to talk like this from the beginning? You have to suffer a little.

Sean grinned and said: "There is a factory in the suburbs of Baghdad. It is now occupied by some refugees. I need you to help me snatch it. I will pay you 20,000 US dollars."

Twenty thousand dollars!

Abraham and a group of his men immediately widened their eyes and breathed rapidly.

"I agreed, when will we act?"

Without much hesitation, Abraham thought for a moment and agreed.

Sean raised his hand and looked at the Rolex on his wrist: "The time is now 4:20 pm, three hours of preparation time, and we will set off on time at 7:20. I hope you can work seriously. If you fail, you will get one point. Don’t even think of taking any money from me!”

"Yejid people never fail!" Abraham snorted coldly and led his men back to the back room.

Sean shrugged indifferently, not commenting on Abraham's confidence. The result of the battle was the truth.

Ahmed turned around and asked stupidly: "Uh... do we want to go in?"

Sean went straight to a corner and squatted down against the wall. He took out one of the Tashan sticks and put it in his mouth.

pat!

"Hiss...fu..."

"If you want to be stared at by a few pairs of eyes with malicious intent for three hours, I don't mind if you follow me." He lit the cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Uh...well, forget it then..."

Ahmed waved his hands, followed Sean's lead and found a corner to sit lazily on the ground.    …

The sun sets very late in Iraq, and will get dark only at 24:. Sean opens his eyes on time. At this time, Abraham and his group also come out with long guns and short cannons. The luxurious equipment makes Sean's eyes widen. The K titanium alloy dog ​​eyes almost made the hair drip down.

Arm or Source's ACH combat helmet, PASGT tactical vest, each person has an M16 assault rifle, and one guy is actually carrying a ferocious weapon - M82a1!

The Barrett M82a1, commonly known as a cannon by players in some shooting games, is a highly lethal anti-material sniper rifle!

In comparison, the StG44 assault rifle in Sean's hand seemed very shabby. He took a deep look at Abraham.

There is no doubt that the origin of these weapons and equipment is not simple.

"Oh my God! Abraham, did you rob an entire U.S. special forces unit?" Ahmed screamed when he saw this group of guys armed to the teeth, and his eyes widened.

Abraham shrugged without explaining much.

Everyone knows that these equipment must come from the US military. Of course, they are definitely not from the special forces. They are not that poor. As for how they came from, only a fool will delve into it.

A group of eight people took advantage of the dim sky to avoid the main road and trotted forward. Ahmed played the role of a guide, leading the way while explaining the internal layout of the factory to everyone.

Before the battle begins, information is absolutely paramount and no one can be vague about this.

"We need to enter from the gate first, and then use fire suppression to cut off the enemy's OODA first. Ahmed, you and Aika need to seize the commanding heights, and then freely snipe the awake targets. Abraham and I will lead two people each, and attack from the left and right, quickly Insert and eliminate the opponent's vitality."

OODA: Observe, Decision and Execute Loop.

Once OODA is cut off and the attacker can continue to suppress the situation, the direction of a small-scale battle has been determined.

Ahmed and Aika play the role of continuous suppression. The bullets spit out from their barrels will hit the enemy's seven inches again and again, as long as the opponent tries to organize a counterattack or Observation, they need to kill the relatively "awake" enemies among them as soon as possible.

This can keep the enemy in a situation where they are unable to obtain intelligence and make decisions. Generally speaking, faced with this situation, the enemy will be forced into a defensive rhythm and try to delay time by finding bunkers or retreating into buildings in order to obtain reconnaissance. Opportunity, but there is just a group of refugees on the opposite side joining the group to keep warm. No one can tell what funny tricks the ragtag group will do.

This kind of attack method is naturally very stable and feasible. Naturally, everyone will not have any different opinions. They just discuss the details of this tactical arrangement.

"Okay, let's take action. It's now 8:40. If the mission is not completed after 9:30, we have to evacuate the battlefield."

The ammunition carried by several people is limited. If the time drags on for too long and they are surrounded by enemies, they will basically die.

"OK?"

"Yes!"

"Action begins!"

The group of people were strong and strong, divided into three groups, moving forward quickly, keeping their posture low and making very low noises.

Night is the best disguise. The group of people successfully approached the door. Sean made a gesture. Ahmed immediately carried the M24 behind his back, and then followed the sewer pipe at the door to climb up to the roof with his hands and feet. At this time, in the corner It happened that a militant holding an AK was sleeping soundly.

(End of this chapter)