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Chapter 98 Cleanup Operation! (Second Update!)

Qayyara Air Base, Nineveh Province, Iraq.

Base commander Benjamin Parnes stood in front of the map, his hands shaking as if he had Parkinson's disease, and in his hand was an order that had been sent from the Qatar forward command not long ago.

The content was simple, requiring them to cooperate with Assad Air Base and the Australians to launch a devastating blow against terrorists in the Mosul area.

And it is unconditional cooperation.

As long as the Australians call, they must go out and strike the target, online 24 hours a day.

The strangest thing is that this intelligence emphasizes one thing, which is that you are not allowed to take photos of the mission and you are not allowed to record mission information.

At the same time, after returning to China, I was not allowed to talk about this matter when facing interviews with reporters.

What is this called?
This is called tnd Jinyi Ye Xing!

Benjamin threw the intelligence on the table and turned to look at the map, trying to get inspiration from it to decipher the intention of the Qatar Front Command to issue this order.

But no matter how much I thought about it, I just couldn't figure it out.

Because this instruction is too...

So damn stupid.

The first thing is cooperation, cooperation with the Al Asad Air Base. It is a joint base with people from America there. As a brother unit, it is natural for the Qayyara Air Base to cooperate.

But the main partner is actually an Australian.

Why should we cooperate with those trash, those pigs, those dog-like things?
Plus, in the end, I couldn’t tell anyone about this.

He always felt that there was something wrong here.

After staring at the map for a long time, he still couldn't figure out why the front-line command issued this order.

Finally, he slammed his fist on the map and looked at the people around him helplessly:
"Pass the order down, and everyone must cooperate unconditionally with the Australians' actions."

"Our bombs and missiles will hit wherever the Australians say to hit."

"Do you understand?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the staff officers around him widened their eyes instantly, and used their body movements and expressions to interpret what it meant to be stunned.

Seeing that these people didn't move, Benjamin raised his leg and kicked the one closest to him:

"Hurry and take action."

Although the Qayyara Air Base is mainly used to control Mosul, the base is not located in Mosul, but on the bank of the Tigris River about 60 kilometers south of Mosul.

It covers an area of ​​about 24 square kilometers and is a perfect rectangle.

A dozen kilometers to the west is Highway 1, which runs through Iraq from north to south.

A few kilometers to the north is the Qayyara-Makhmour Highway that runs through the north and south. This highway extends eastward and eventually reaches Erbil, the capital of Erbil Province.

A dozen kilometers to the east is the small town of Qayyara, which is also the Tigris River.

It can be regarded as a strategic point.

After Benjamin's order was issued, the American soldiers at the base quickly set out to prepare to welcome the Australians coming from the Al Asad Joint Base.

The instructions were received in the morning and the Australians arrived at noon.

In the afternoon, Highway 1, Highway 2 and Highway 80 around Mosul were all cut off.

American soldiers drove armored vehicles into Mosul and began cutting it apart block by block.

In the evening, the Australian soldiers, who had a short rest at the Qaggara Air Force Base, arrived in Mosul.

Late at night, the cleanup operation officially began.

Southeast of Mosul.

A Bradley infantry fighting vehicle stopped at the corner of the street, the door opened, and seven soldiers wearing desert camouflage and Australian insignia on their shoulders got out.

The person walking at the front of the team was the team commander Daniel Martinez.

Taking a deep breath of the cool night air, he waved to the driver in the car, walked to the side with his team members, and began to discuss the action as if no one was around.

"Everyone, pay attention. I'll arrange the tasks."

"We are currently in Block 6 of Block A1. There are about 17 houses in this block, 17 single-family houses."

"There are seven of us, divided into two groups, one group of three and one group of four."

"Higgins, Maxim, William, go choose a sniper point and provide support from outside."

"The rest of you follow me into the house to search."

"Remember, anyone who dares to resist, regardless of age or gender, can be shot."

"have you understood?"

What responded to him was not the uniform shouts of his teammates, but the uniform sound of bullets being loaded.

There was a click sound, and Daniel nodded with great satisfaction. He also raised the M4A1 in his hand and pulled the bolt with his backhand.

He tilted his head and walked towards the nearest yard in a menacing manner.

The gate of the yard was closed. After several people arrived at the door, Daniel knocked on the door. Before the people in the yard could respond, he stretched out his hand and waved behind him. The blaster behind him immediately stepped forward, took out a fist-sized TNT explosive from his arms, and stuck it on the door.

After placing the explosives, the blaster quickly retreated, and Daniel and others also quickly retreated.

After retreating to a safe location, blast your fingers and immediately press the remote control in your hand.

With a loud bang, a big hole was blown directly where the padlock was, and the lock that was originally hanging on the door disappeared without a trace.

Daniel held the gun and walked to the door step by step. He reached his hand through the hole blown in the door and opened it from the inside.

His three teammates followed closely behind him, two of them pushed the door open and two of them held up their guns.

Just like that, the door was pushed open little by little, and the scene in the yard slowly came into view of the few people.

In the dark night, a little light was emitted from the gate of the house opposite the yard. With the help of the light from above inside the house, a person could be vaguely seen there.

The other party seemed to be holding something in his hand.

The moment he saw the man, Daniel pulled the trigger. His teammate beside him also pulled the trigger without hesitation after hearing the gunshot.

Bullets swept past, and the man standing at the main entrance of the house twisted and turned in the storm of bullets like a robot with poor contact, while screaming.

Judging from the voice, it's a man.

A few seconds later, after the 30-round magazine was empty, the man finally stopped twisting and fell straight down.

"Change the magazine!"

After shouting the command, Daniel was the first to switch magazines. After he changed the magazines, the three people next to him switched one after another.

After all four of them had replaced their magazines with full ones, they resumed their original formation and slowly approached the gate.

The light from the flashlight mounted on the muzzle of the gun shone on the ground, and only a blood-red figure could be seen on the ground, and the appearance could not be seen. At this time, Daniel also noticed what the other party was holding in his hand.

A flashlight.

Seeing that it was a flashlight, he breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the microphone on the right:
"A gunfight occurred in Block 6 of A1. One terrorist was killed. He was holding what appeared to be a flashlight converted into a bomb. Over."

After reporting, he raised his finger and pointed forward: "Search."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two team members behind him walked past him and came to the door. They did not rush in, but looked at each other, their guns crossed, and then slowly walked into the room.

"The left side is safe!" "The right side is safe!"

After the two of them, Daniel and another team member also approached, and quickly swept the area with the flashlights mounted on the muzzles of their guns.

Several people shouted in unison: "The area is safe."

Daniel stood up straight and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Mike, Torres, go to the kitchen and check it, especially the knives."

"David, come upstairs with me."

After giving the order, Daniel slowly moved his feet and walked towards the stairs, but he did not rush upstairs. Instead, he used the flashlight at the muzzle of his gun to gently shine at the entrance of the corridor.

On the other side, Mike and Torres glanced at the room layout and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

When we walked into the kitchen, one person was on guard while the other was responsible for collecting things.

The focus of the search is anything that may affect their safety.

For example, kitchen knives, gas tanks, and alcohol.

The gas tank is still there, but there's no alcohol or knife...

The knife is missing.

Torres looked at the place where the knife was placed. The traces left there indicated that a freshly washed knife had been placed there not long ago.

Judging from the remaining water stains, the knife was not small. Even if they were wearing bulletproof vests and special combat suits, they might still be cut by the knife.

He quickly searched around again, confirmed that there was no knife in the kitchen, and immediately turned around and shouted to the people still in the living room:

"Be careful, the other party may have a knife."

At the stairs, Daniel heard this, turned around and said to David who was beside him:
"When encountering such situations, we have to use grenades to clear the way."

"Take out a grenade, pull the safety, count to two, and then throw it."

David obediently took out the grenade, pulled the safety, counted to two seconds, aimed at the wall of the stairs, and threw it up very accurately.

The grenade bounced off the wall and easily bounced behind it.

Less than two seconds after it was thrown up, a crisp explosion was heard from upstairs.

The explosion was accompanied by the sound of shattering glass and people screaming.

Hearing the screams, Daniel pulled out another grenade, pulled out the safety, counted to two seconds, and quickly threw it upstairs.

After throwing the grenade, he rushed upstairs without waiting for it to explode.

Just when he was halfway through the charge, the sound of a grenade exploding came from behind the wall.

Fragments swept past his eyes and hit the surrounding walls, making crackling sounds.

A small part of it bounced off the wall and finally hit his bulletproof vest, leaving a small mark.

After the movement of the debris stopped, Daniel dodged and hid behind the wall from the stairs.

On the ground behind was a woman in Arabic clothing lying.

The woman was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and was dying. When she saw the person who appeared, she glared at him with hatred and struggled to raise her right hand.

It was this action that allowed Daniel to see clearly what was in her right hand.

A kitchen knife.

arms!

Daniel raised his hand and fired bullets from the gun in his hand, shooting the woman in the head.

Blood mixed with brain matter flew out from the back of the woman's head, and the whole person fell straight down as if she had hit something. The kitchen knife fell from her raised hand, hitting the ground with a clang.

As the clang sounded, a faint sound was also heard in the room behind the woman.

Daniel raised his gun and pointed it at the door, then gestured back:

"Open the door and check."

David behind him walked forward with a gun and slowly opened the door.

Behind the door, there were two people standing.

A girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and a boy who looked five or six years old.

The girl's hands were covering her eyes, and she was like a little leopard, gritting her teeth and staring at Daniel and others fiercely.

Seeing the girl's appearance, Daniel nodded with satisfaction, put away his gun, and walked over with a smile:

"Little sister, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Torres was very tactful and came to help, dragging the little boy away.

After dragging the woman's body to him, he picked up the knife that had fallen to the ground and put it in the little boy's hand.

"Come, did you see the man who brought your sister in?"

"Use this to cut him down."

After saying that, Torres pushed the little boy, and the little boy stumbled towards Daniel holding the knife.

Before he got close, Daniel pulled out the pistol from his waist, without even looking, and fired a shot.

The sound of gunfire in southern Mosul resounded through the sky, and in the northern part of the city, the hearts of ISI branch members hiding in the city were also beating fast with the sound of gunfire.

Jadel rode his motorcycle, rushing through the alleys. Finally, he stopped at the gate of a very inconspicuous courtyard. He quickly glanced around and found that several secret sentries were there. Only then did he feel relieved and pushed open the gate of the courtyard.

He crossed the courtyard and ran into the hall. Seeing several people sitting in the hall, he said quickly:
"The news from south Mosul is that the Americans are conducting a dragnet search, checking every house one by one. If they find any weapons, they will kill them immediately, leaving no one alive."

"A few members of the remaining southern faction tried to resist, but they used infantry fighting vehicles as a fulcrum, blocking the street entrances. Ordinary firearms simply couldn't penetrate the infantry fighting vehicles' defenses, and they all failed."

"Chief, what should we do now?"

In the middle of the living room, after hearing these words, Chief Ali Hussein rubbed his temples and turned to look at the bearded man on his left:

"Haffaji, take your men and evacuate all our families first. Go to Dahuk. If all else fails, go to Türkiye."

"Joseph, bring people to help, and remember to bring enough supplies."

"Maliki, Moussa, and Kahawi, the three of you take your men and set up a sniper line south of the area we control."

"But if they haven't spotted you, don't do anything. Once Halji and Joseph are safe, evacuate immediately."

"Jardel, you stay first."

After receiving their respective orders, the people sitting around Ali Hussein stood up one after another to complete their tasks.

Two or three minutes later, only Jader and Ali Hussein were left in the room.

The two looked at each other, and Ali Hussein spoke first: "Have you found out who the gang that attacked Hillary was?"

"No." Jardel shook his head and told a very unfortunate news.

Ali Hussein tutted his words and asked, "Where's that strange Chinese guy? Have you reconnected with him?"

"That's true." Jardel responded casually, and then immediately added:
"He said they only deal with legitimate organizations."

(End of this chapter)