Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

After that, some time had passed before Uncle Alexei finally calmed down.

It's not that he has calmed down, but Xu Bin has explained the interests involved to him - keeping the prisoners can be used to exchange for people with the other side.

In this military operation launched by the Saudi Union, although Akstan was well prepared, it was still outnumbered. The situation of the 57th Division was the worst: the undermanned defense zone was almost torn to pieces by the enemy's mechanized forces... All units huddled in settlements to fight street battles with the enemy, and it was likely that they could not even gather a battalion.

With the battle so chaotic, naturally many troops were forced to surrender due to lack of ammunition and food. These people were also valuable fighting forces, and Akstan needed to exchange them with capital.

So Alexei could only act as a translator with a gloomy face...

"Come on, tell us which unit you are from and how you got into the forest?" Xu Bin asked.

The two captives wanted to refuse to answer, but after seeing Alexei's murderous expression, they gave up:

"We are from the Western Military District, the 69th Motorized Infantry Division... We are from the division's reconnaissance company."

"Very good. Where did you enter the forest from?"

"It's on the east side, coming in directly from the border..."

"I see..." Xu Bin touched his chin.

It seems that the enemy scouts entered from the east side of the forest. They marched for more than ten kilometers in the forest and reached their flank...

After looking at the map, he asked again, "Do you know who the troops are at the mountain pass to our north?"

The captured soldier looked at it timidly and replied: "I'm not sure, I just know it's our division's troops."

"It's okay, that's enough." Xu Bin patted the other person's shoulder.

After learning the unit number, a lot of information can be traced - Akstan intelligence personnel (if they have any) can start from the unit's original station, and then find out the other party's organization through the Internet, media and other channels. By then, the number of tanks and artillery of the 69th Motorized Infantry Division can be roughly estimated.

This is why the military always emphasizes "secrecy, secrecy, and again secrecy." Many times, just a photo can let others know your underwear.

More than half an hour later, a group of soldiers arrived from the regiment headquarters and drove the prisoners away.

These soldiers were stupid at first and actually drove straight down the road - and were chased and bombed by enemy artillery fire for a long time.

Fortunately, no one was hurt. On the way back, we finally learned our lesson and began to use the hills to avoid the sight of enemy observers and drove back on the small road.

Watching the car leaving, Alexei sighed, stuffed a few pieces of beef jerky into Xu Bin's pocket, and turned to leave:

"Young man, wasn't your place invaded by the Shalian people? Don't you hate the enemy?"

"No, it's not that I can't hate you..."

Xu Bin shrugged, shook his head and replied: "I'm just afraid that I hate the wrong person."

...

After the uncle left, Amir patted him on the shoulder:

"I don't think you did anything wrong. Uncle just...has long since integrated with the native people of Akstan."

"Although he always used himself as a model of 'national equality' in study sessions, once his mind was confused, he would subconsciously use the simplest thinking to judge right and wrong. That is, the enemy was the hateful Shalian people, and he was an Akstan person."

After saying this, Amir felt very cool and straightened his chest to meet the admiring gazes of his peers.

But...Xu Bin was really too sleepy, so he just nodded and said a few perfunctory words before going to a higher place.

Give yourself a break! My head hurts...

With such a beautiful wish in mind, Xu Bin walked back to the tunnel. As soon as he sat down, the hateful intercom rang:

"Hello? Keeper, the drone detected enemy tanks moving out."

Xu Bin: “….”

Rest? Rest for nothing!

A thousand horses were galloping through his mind. Xu Bin cursed and walked towards the observation position...

Boom—

On the positive slope of the mountain, the enemy's artillery fire came down again. But they could only hear the noise themselves and could not hurt the people on the reverse slope at all.

Xu Bin climbed up to the observation position and took a look...Sure enough, the opposing tanks began to attack.

——Three T-72 tanks opened their thermal smoke screen releasers and rushed forward recklessly. The mines had been almost blown up by the previous rounds of artillery fire, so they rushed forward without restraint, and after a few turns, they were close to the foot of the mountain.

But this situation was still within the expected range. So Xu Bin just gave a few orders, and a figure carrying a barrel went up.

Snap——!

The unique sound of a rocket-propelled armor-piercing projectile was heard, and a red light followed by a trail of white smoke flying downwards...

This was a top-down attack, so the metal jet easily penetrated the tank's top armor. It scorched the commander's shoulders and ignited the spare shells under the gunner's chair... and soon, a merciless flame began to burn.

However, this small space seemed not enough for it to burn fully, so it drilled into the barrel again, letting the flames spray out from the muzzle.

When the gunner opened the hatch above despite the pain, he no longer had the strength to climb out. He could only let the flames burst out from the hatch he had just opened, burning his face to carbonization...

Bang! A clear and resonant gunshot sounded particularly special on this battlefield.

It was the Mosin-Nagant aimed at his head...that provided relief.

Immediately afterwards, a small spot of light flew from the side and hit the reactive armor of another tank.

It was the friendly forces on Hill 202 who opened fire with recoilless guns.

There was a loud bang, and a ball of fire burst out from the side of the T-72. But it didn't seem to cause much damage, so it turned its gun towards the direction of the soldiers of the 3rd Company...

However, the gunner had already dragged the recoilless rifle back to the reverse slope, and the tank could only fight alone.

The only way to take revenge is to pass between these two hills and then look for the target on the reverse slope facing Hill 202.

But does it dare? It doesn't dare.

To do so would mean running into an unknown area and exposing your top, side, and rear armor to the enemy. Only a fool would do that...

So its commander gave the order - "Retreat, keep maneuvering"

But just when the driver changed gears and wanted to step on the accelerator, he found that the tank could not move at all...

"Report to the commander," he said nervously, "the vehicle cannot be withdrawn, the power system is normal, it may be that the track is broken."

The track is broken...?

Just these few words made the conductor's heart sink to the bottom.

Where am I now? I am right below the enemy's high ground! I can't even lift the tank barrel up, how can I suppress the enemy above me to protect myself?

It would be impossible to abandon the car and run away now. He believed that there must be more than one gunman outside watching this place.

Hiding in the car? That won't work either. Once it gets dark, the Red Army's infantry will definitely come up and stab you. By then, the friendly forces won't be able to drive a vehicle to support you, so you can't run away!

Just when he was feeling extremely embarrassed, the car body suddenly shook violently... Then the captain felt his calves go numb and he lost consciousness forever.

It was a Red Army soldier from the 3rd Company who did it. He aimed his recoilless rifle at the part of the T-72 that had lost its reactive armor and hit the target accurately from a distance of meters.

"Good! The target is destroyed!" Cheers from several comrades around suddenly rang out.

The instructor of the 3rd Company also applauded, rubbed his injured left arm and said: "Everyone should learn more from Comrade Suleiman and ask him how he can shoot so accurately!"

The exchange of fire between the two sides continued. Unexpectedly, the enemy still refused to withdraw, but continued to send more tanks to rush forward.

How strange, is the other party crazy?

Xu Bin, noticing something strange, shifted his attention and turned to observe the roads on both sides of the high ground that were obscured by thick smoke.

really.....

Through the chaotic battlefield and smoke, Xu Bin saw several pairs of blood-red "eyes"...staring at him fiercely.