"Sir, my eyes are completely blind. My face hurts so much. I'm in so much pain. I don't want to die here. Can you take me home?" Maddox moaned and begged.
Maddox's injuries were so serious that Lieutenant Colonel McKnight could not look directly at him.
Turning around and looking inside the back seat of the car, I saw the five young Rangers who were chatting and laughing when they came over. The situation was not much better.
They were all covered in blood and lying on the seats. There was no movement, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
"Sir, I want to go home."
"Can you take me home?"
"Before I came here, I had agreed with my mother that I would spend Christmas Eve and Christmas with him. I didn't want him to wait for my ashes."
Maddox's injuries became more and more serious, and his brain had lost some functions. He could no longer maintain his composure and began to mutter to himself.
No matter how good Lieutenant Colonel McKnight was, he completely broke his defense at this moment.
He made a difficult decision, picked up the phone and replied with difficulty: "We can't rush to the second crash site, with so many wounded soldiers and corpses, it will only make things worse if we rush there.
We need to return to the base to repair and then return to the city to continue the mission. "
As the commander-in-chief of the Rangers, General Garrison heard Lieutenant Colonel McKnight's report and learned that his men had suffered such heavy casualties.
He interrupted halfway and ordered: "C2, bring them all back and take them out of there."
"receive!"
Lieutenant Colonel Harrel was a little unwilling and could only accept this result.
"Uniform 64, come back and bring everyone back."
"Drive, return to base."
When Lieutenant Colonel McKnight heard the order, he felt inexplicably relieved. He returned to the steering wheel with both hands and led the Humvee convoy to set off again.
This trip is no longer about rescuing anyone, but about leaving this hellish meat grinding ground.
You could call it an escape or a retreat.
One thing is beyond doubt.
The massive Operation Erin, which mobilized nearly 200 people, declared a complete failure at this moment. All that could be done next was to end the failure "as decently as possible".
How can we put this tail away so that more people can leave this super meat grinder alive?
Became Garrison's only target.
"Cribbs, we want to request all possible assistance from the 10th Mountain Division. Armored vehicles and tanks from the peacekeeping forces of Pakistan, Malaysia, and Italy may be able to help us solve this crisis."
General Garrison was no longer calm and paced anxiously back and forth in front of the conference table.
Cribbs, the operational staff member sitting in front of him, frowned and said hesitantly: "We did not notify them of this operation..."
"listen."
Garrison interrupted: "We've stung a hornet's nest and are fighting an entire city with thousands of armed men laying siege to our boys.
If I want to rescue them, I need any vehicle with 4 wheels and armor, and find all available armored vehicles in this war zone.
You immediately rush to the UN military station, contact their headquarters to prepare armored vehicles for rescue, and be sure to pick up everyone and evacuate them to the Pakistani army base. "
After speaking, Garrison urged: "Go quickly and launch rescue in the shortest possible time."
"Understood, sir."
Lieutenant Colonel Cribbs received the order, got up and ran out of the operations center.
The situation is very critical and time must be raced.
…
"Farke!"
Steele, who was hiding in a building with more than a dozen wounded people and waiting for the Hummer convoy to come to rescue them, punched the wall when he heard the news that the Hummer convoy was withdrawing.
The wounded here urgently need to be sent back for treatment. Now that there is no Hummer fleet, all the wounded can only wait to die here.
As the company commander of these soldiers, Steele's discomfort can be imagined.
Steele almost exploded when he heard the news. The two teams that were stationed at the first crash site for rescue were also demoralized by the news.
They stayed at the first crash point, waiting for the Hummer convoy to respond.
As a result, after working hard here for a long time, the only hope was in vain. Everyone has to stay here and continue to fight against countless Somalis.
If the mood can still get better at this time, it can only be said that there is something wrong with this person's brain.
Fortunately, immediately after the news of the withdrawal of the Hummer fleet, there was comfort from the C2 command helicopter. After the Hummer fleet went back to rest, it would come over as quickly as possible.
The command center has contacted the United Nations garrison and will organize personnel to come to the scene for rescue as soon as possible.
Not to mention how fast this could be done, the two rescue messages Matthews relayed left a little hope for the desperate people.
Let the rapidly declining morale stop the car before it hits the bottom.
Let the Ranger squad, which has suffered heavy damage, be encouraged by this only hope to continue to hold the line of defense and continue fighting.
The Humvee convoy was severely damaged and had to withdraw. The three Stryker Humvees that set out from the base to provide support also encountered trouble at this time.
In the center circle of the two crash sites, fighting continues between Somali armed militias and joint operations forces.
Thousands of Somali civilians had gathered in the outer circle 100 meters away, blocking all intersections.
As long as Stryker approaches with his convoy, these civilians will scatter stones and debris to drive them away.
On the street behind these civilians, there were roadblocks one after another. Even if he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, it would be impossible to crash into them.
Stryker had no choice but to communicate with C2 to provide new road navigation.
Lieutenant Colonel Matthews asked the high-altitude reconnaissance team and the result was that the streets near the two crash sites were all the same as the streets Stryker had just passed.
Unless a tank or heavily armored vehicle clears the way, the vehicle simply cannot get closer to the crash site.
It’s no longer possible!
Just when Stryker was so angry that he had to turn around and return to the base, the leader of the fourth team, Hu Te, took the initiative to contact the ground command.
"Romeo 64, I am No. 11. Please allow us to rush to the second crash site on foot. Over."
Stryker heard Hu Te's call and turned around in surprise.
There were only 6 people building a defense line at the second crash site. Now they were surrounded by at least a thousand Somalis. Huth dared to lead a team of 4 people to rush in from the outside to support them.
Just this courage...
Stryker admired him from the bottom of his heart and secretly praised him for being the top person on the Army's ceiling.
"On the 11th, walking is allowed. I wish you good luck."
Harrel was worried about how to rescue Long Zhan and others. The fourth group led by Hu Te was able to take the initiative to go, which just solved his urgent need, and he agreed without hesitation.
As for whether Delta Team 4 will also fall into the big mud hole of the second crash site this time.
Lieutenant Colonel Harrel can no longer care!
If there is really no way to survive, then sacrificing 6 first-level combatants and 10 first-level combatants will make no difference to Lieutenant Colonel Harrell.
on the contrary.
Everyone in Huth's team is carrying a backpack, which contains more than 100 pounds of ammunition, food, drinking water, etc., all kinds of urgently needed supplies.
If they can successfully meet up with Long Zhan and others at the second crash point inside.
That would not only replenish a large amount of ammunition and food for the 6 dragon warriors inside, but also add 4 new troops, greatly improving the defensive capabilities.
Even if it's a small thing, at least it can hold on a little longer, which is also a hope.
