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Chapter 238 Guerrilla Warfare

"Our situation is not very good." Shebek found Jack with a sullen face.

They took a prisoner, but the other party could not speak English. In the end, the little local girl named Nadine acted as an interpreter temporarily.

According to the captives, Radulan Shahiron, one of the main leaders of the "Abu Sayyaf" organization on Jolo Island, is gathering his army and targeting the passengers on the forced-landing plane.

Raduran Chashiron is in his 70s this year. He once worked for Ace Esse in the Afghan battlefield and lost a right arm.

After the Battle of Marawi, the "Abu Sayyaf" organization lost several important leaders one after another, and Radulan Shahilun became the most senior and highest-ranking person on the island. Currently, the militants are directly under his command. There were no less than 300 people.

The Junma who died under Jack's gun was one of his confidantes, and he was also the heir he worked hard to cultivate. The two hostages that fell into Junma's hands before were sent to Radulan Chassilon that night.

Radulan Shaxiron was overjoyed when he learned that there were more than a dozen foreigners on the island, and immediately issued a huge reward to encourage civilians on the island to provide clues.

Early this morning, almost at the same time that the PMCs landed on the island, residents of Jolo Island who witnessed the transport plane and parachute ran to report it.

Radulan Shaxilon was still relatively cautious. After knowing that someone was airborne for rescue, he concentrated his armed forces and sent the nearest Junma and his men to investigate.

They received orders only to prevent the PMCs from taking away these valuable meat tickets. The reason why they were beaten like this was partly because they underestimated the enemy, and partly because Jack killed the leader first.

The veterans who served as the backbone were afraid of being angered by Radulan Shaxilon if they went back like this, so they launched a wave of attacks, hoping that after suppressing the snipers, they could break into the small building and win by relying on their numerical advantage.

The result was that it was directly defeated by precise firepower, and almost the entire army was wiped out.

So, this is considered to be the young one and the old one? There are more than 300 militants, and they are only directly under them. Thinking about this number makes one's scalp tingle.

"Can the seals be urged?" Jack asked.

"I've been urged, and it will be early tomorrow morning at the earliest. What I'm worried about is that once we are surrounded, the military may cancel the airdrop deployment of SEALs."

Shebek's worries are not unreasonable. The reason why they stick to this abandoned mine is not only that there is a solid small building here, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack, but also because of the rare hardened ground between the small building and the mine.

If this landing site is lost, or the mine is completely surrounded by people, and the landing site is placed in the fire range, the seals will probably be able to land on the nearest beach, and then come to support on foot.

The island is full of dense rainforests and hostile locals, which inevitably reminds people of the nightmares of the US military. Those talking trees in a similar tropical jungle in Vietnam, no one knows what they will encounter along the way.

After all, no matter how elite the seals are, they are not Iron Man wearing Mark armor, and it is even more impossible to parachute over the densely vegetated tropical rainforest. In the 70s, the US military did this in Vietnam, and the ending was not very good.

From then on, there were only 15 paratrooper warriors under the blessing of the national sports bodyguard when Siris was in the Wenchuan Earthquake.

You must know that at that time, the elite Bai Lai were prepared to throw batches down, just hoping that a few people could land safely and establish a landing site.

Of course, the difficulty of the Wenchuan earthquake was much higher, so it can only be used as an inappropriate example.

But no matter what, they can't let their side be so passive. They need to do something. With this idea, at least the opponent's attack time should be delayed until night. With this idea, Jack found Gaspare.

"Raid on their assembly place?" Gaspare's big eyeballs almost popped out.

"Assault on a garrison with more than 300 militants with just us? How serious are you, Fuck?"

Jack smiled and "comforted" him, "It's not just you and me. We need someone to guard here and ambush us halfway to cover our retreat."

"Are you sure we still have a chance to retreat?"

Gaspare thought the guy was crazy.

However, after listening to Jack's plan, everyone including Shebek felt that although his plan sounded crazy, it was not without possibility of success.

The premise is that he is really as awesome as he boasts and has enough luck.

Half an hour later, a dilapidated Nissan pickup truck was speeding along the path in the rain forest.

This vehicle was the only heavy firepower of the previous wave of militants. It was a modified pickup truck carrying the M2 "Lao Ganma".

Although the heavy machine gun on the top was broken by Jack, the machine gun bracket that was installed on the rear compartment and could rotate 360 ​​degrees freely was still in good condition.

Jack mounted the Barrett M107A1, took all the magazines, and Gaspare drove the car at lightning speed to raid the "enemy camp".

Palang used to be a small and well-known tourist town on Jolo Island. There are beautiful beaches nearby. There are bars, hospitals and schools in the town, and there is even a shopping mall for tourists.

Nowadays, all these have become a thing of the past. Only half of the once bustling cruise terminal remains, with a few armed boats and more dilapidated fishing boats parked here and there.

In the center of the town, next to the smashed fountain, an old man with gray hair and a fierce face was naked to the upper body, exposing his chest full of scars, waving his remaining left arm, and loudly delivering a speech.

At this time, on the dirt road less than two kilometers away from the town, Jack closed the military tablet in his hand. This drone is really powerful, and it can almost take pictures of people's faces at an altitude of thousands of meters.

It's a pity that the air force base is too far away. In order to ensure enough time to stay in the air, the Predator didn't even carry a hellfire. Otherwise, it would be easier for everyone to throw it away at this time.

"Are you sure we won't be beaten into a hornet's nest as soon as we rush in?" Gaspare looked melancholy. If Jack hadn't promised to help him clear his identity, he really didn't want to accompany this kid to die.

"When did I ask you to rush in?" Jack was startled by him.

"We are here to harass you, not to send you to death. Did you listen when you assigned the task?"

"I still think your bad idea is no different from sending you to death." Gaspare rolled the eyes of the dead fish.

"You shouldn't have broken that M2. With that big guy around, our chances of surviving will be higher."

Jack rolled his eyes angrily, "Don't count on that piece of scrap metal. I checked before. He might be older than Captain Torrance's grandfather, and he doesn't know how many years he has not been properly maintained. The machine There were even dead insects in the box.”

Some book friends said that there is no tactical show operation, so here it comes.

The original chapter at 12 o'clock will be a little later, so I will continue to code.