Chapter 79 Desert Gray
Kufra, Libya.
Kufra is close to the southeast of Libya, with Kufra Oasis to the north, Egypt to the east, and desert to the west and south.
Kufra has always been a troubled place, with small-scale armed conflicts often occurring. As it is an important oil production base in Libya, the government has deployed a large number of troops here. However, its excellent geographical conditions have also led to the anti-government armed forces also choosing to operate here, especially the Green Liberation Front, which is a headache for Gaddafi because the Green Liberation Organization has a certain degree of popular support.
After entering Kufra, the lurkers learned about the Green Liberation Front, which had provoked the incident: the Green Liberation Front had about 800 troops stationed at its base west of Kufra, equipped with M4 carbines, LAM rocket launchers, M60 heavy machine guns, and two German Leopard 2 tanks provided by the United States. Judging from the equipment supported by the US military, they attached great importance to this oil and gas field.
Two days later, several local residents in robes walked on the streets of Kufra with smiles on their faces. They stopped at some shops and stalls from time to time to bargain and purchase goods.
For the entire morning, these residents were buying various daily necessities, including sugar, meat, rice, cigarettes, etc. After the purchase, they put these things on a pickup truck and drove to the north of the city.
"Rifling, woman, have you seen enough? If you have, start working." Blade, who was hiding in a corner of the street and watching a few people drive away, called on the radio.
"Honestly speaking, it's not that good. The chickens here are rotten. On average, they serve one customer every ten minutes. It's disgusting!" Rifling, who worked in a brothel in the north of the city, pouted and complained to Daofeng.
Rifle was a former member of the Lurkers. He escaped the devastating blow and returned to his country to spend money. Just when he had almost spent all his money, Seth found him through the Soldier Card and he returned to the Lurkers.
Not only Rifle returned , but also pilot Arc'teryx, sniper Flashpoint, and some other lost team members.
"Rifle you bastard, tell me, how many chicks did you fuck back in LA?"
"Well, not many, maybe thirty or fifty."
"Stallion! Bah!" Daofeng spat hatefully, his eyes full of envy.
"Zizi..." The sound of electricity passed by, and Pandora's voice rang out: "Shut your mouths!"
The radio fell silent. Blade and Rifle could clearly sense the harshness in Pandora's tone and decided to postpone discussing the girl until after the mission was completed.
The pickup truck stopped on the roadside not far from the brothel, and several people got out of the car, laughing and joking. They took off their robes and walked towards the brothel in Western clothes.
These people have typical Islamic faces and are members of the Green Liberation Front. This time they were carrying out procurement for the base to maintain the daily needs of the Green Liberation Front base in western Kufra.
Purchasing is a good job, and they can relax after the purchase is completed, and the way to relax is nothing more than women, gambling, and fine wine. Forget , as an Islamic country, the whole of Libya restricts drinking. There is non-alcoholic beer imported from Germany on the market, but red wine and spirits have to be bought on the black market, and the price is comparable to that of jewelry.
Devout Muslims will not drink alcohol, let alone visit prostitutes. It is a taboo for these Islamic-looking members of the Liberation Front to visit prostitutes. However, they also have ways to satisfy their physiological needs. They can enter the brothel openly by changing into a vest.
If they enter a brothel wearing Islamic robes, they will be attacked by other Muslims, which is a great insult to the true God in Islamic countries.
"Target enters." The mercenary devil waiting outside the brothel issued a reminder.
"receive."
Lying on the second floor of the brothel, Rifle took out two US dollars and stuffed them into the bras of the two prostitutes beside him, patted their buttocks and walked downstairs, brushing past the four people like a customer who had just finished prostitution and was about to leave, and pasted a piece of tape the size of a fingernail on their clothes...
"Four people, room one and two on the left on the second floor." Rifling watched four members of the Liberation Organization Front enter the room and make a report.
"Why are there two rooms for four people?" a voice asked in doubt.
"Stupid, do you know how to do a threesome? Do you know how to do a threesome?"
“…”
"Let's start, the real show has just begun, hahaha..." Rifling laughed and took out another headset to listen to the sounds coming from the two rooms.
The devil received the signal and quickly waved his hand, rushing towards the pickup truck. As he waved his hand, two more lurker mercenaries ran over.
The three men removed the canvas on the pickup truck, took out a small bag of powdered substance and poured it into two large buckets. Then they put on gas masks, took out a spray bottle, and sprayed it evenly on the vegetables, fruits and meat.
After pulling the canvas up again, the devil opened the hood, took out his tools and started working.
"Hurry up, two have been delivered." The rifling made a reminder sound.
"Does it sound good?" the busy devil asked Rifling with a smile.
"Very good, the man's moaning is very loud, and the woman seems to be trimming her fingernails."
"Hahaha, I think that must be very interesting." The devil laughed, put away his tools, closed the hood of the car, and said to the radio: "Call it a day."
"clear."
Throwing away the headset in his ear, Rifle walked out of the brothel and joined the three devils. He hid in the dark and waited quietly for the four people to appear. He watched them leave the city from the east of Kufra, make a circle and drive towards the desert in the west.
The same activity was also carried out in the Kufra Oasis, where all the barrels carrying clean water were sprinkled with white powder by lurkers.
Kufrasi, latitude 23.31, longitude 21.85.
The scorching sun was hanging high overhead, the ground temperature was as high as 60 degrees, the scorching yellow sand could roast people even through their fireproof and heatproof combat uniforms, there was not a breath of wind in the sky, and the Green Liberation Front base a thousand meters ahead was surrounded by heat waves as if it was being roasted in a charcoal fire.
Flashpoint buried his whole body under the sand and endured the pain of his skin being roasted, while holding the BFG-50 sniper rifle to search for targets in the base.
The BFG-50 heavy sniper rifle is an outstanding product of the American COLT company. It is made of the highest quality military alloy steel . It has a caliber of 12.7 mm, a total length of 1287 mm, 4 right-hand rifling grooves, weighs 9.9 kg, and has a capacity of one round.
The BFG-50 heavy sniper rifle is completely comparable to the M82A1 sniper rifle produced by Remington. It is powerful and cheap. If you have a federal gun license in the United States, you can take it home for only three thousand US dollars.
Of course, it is basically useless to take it home. The biggest use of BFG-50 is to destroy strategic targets such as vehicles, helicopters, light armored vehicles, communication equipment, oil tanks, water towers, etc. It must have special bullets to maximize its power. The thin and small BFG-50 is definitely not as weak as it looks.
The extended gun barrel was evenly sprayed with desert camouflage color. In Flashpoint's hand, it was an extension of Flashpoint's arm and eyes. The gun and the man were completely integrated and indistinguishable from each other.
He squinted his left eye and used his tongue to hold the straw at the side of his mouth, slowly absorbing clean water into his body to ensure that his body would not be affected by dehydration.
The desert garrison is in full view. It is a square military fortification that was left over from who knows how many years ago. This square garrison has many buildings, including an arch bridge connecting two houses for aesthetic purposes.
Water tower, find the water tower.
Flashpoint's sniper mission is to find the water tower in this base and use long-range sniping to destroy the water tower.
The crosshairs in the scope scanned the buildings one by one in the garrison, determining the location of the water tower. When building a garrison in the desert, water must be guaranteed, otherwise the garrison would be built in vain, and no one wanted to stay in a place without water.
This requires that the base in the desert must have a water tower, and then transport clean water from other places into the water tower to supply drinking water for everyone.
As a desert military base, the water tower is the most important strategic fortification. It is closely related to life and must be cleverly hidden somewhere.
Flashpoint was neither anxious nor impatient. He withdrew his attention from the building, looked at the time, and began to observe the soldiers in the garrison.
It’s 11:18 am and it’s soon time for lunch.
As time passed, a hint of relief finally appeared in Flashpoint's eyes. He aimed his sniper rifle at a relatively tall building, removed the armor-piercing bullet in the barrel with his right hand, and replaced it with an explosive bullet.
Soldiers need to eat and drink water, and the scene of them queuing with water jars undoubtedly exposed the location of the water tower. The water tower hidden in the building is indeed not easy to find, but...
"boom!"
The gunshot rang out, and the bullet ejected from the barrel created a strong wave that lifted up the sand in front of the barrel. The golden sand instantly formed a gray barrier in front of the flash point.
After the barrier disappeared, half of the building in the sight collapsed, revealing the steel water tower inside.
"boom!"
The second explosive warhead was fired, and the steel water tower was penetrated by the powerful force of the warhead. A large hole was torn in the steel tower walls on both sides. Clean water was pressed out by the pressure and spurted out from the hole, sprinkling this thing that was more precious than gold in the desert on the ground without any stinginess.
"boom!"
The bottom of the water tower was pierced and clean water flowed out from the upper and lower parts respectively.
"boom!"
The water tower was hit again, and the gap at the bottom was torn bigger.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
After several consecutive shots, the water tower finally couldn't bear the bullets and was torn apart bit by bit from below. It collapsed to the side with a loud bang. All the clean water flowed out like a flooding river, and was sucked up by the greedy earth, and seeped into the water in a blink of an eye.
The sudden change caused confusion among the soldiers, and they all looked for cover to fire at the enemy in the dark. Unfortunately, they could not find the enemy at all, and they ignored the fact that the loss of clean water in the water tower was more terrifying than the enemy.
"Target destroyed." Flashpoint confirmed via radio, retreated backwards and hid in a sand pit.
"Got it. Please wait for the helicopter to pick you up." Zhao Ziyang's voice came, and he suddenly laughed and said to Flash Point: "Don't you want to see the performance of Archaeopteryx?"
The hum of helicopters came from behind. Three CSH-2 Rooival Stone Tea Falcon armed helicopters flew from the east and headed straight for the desert base of the Green Liberation Organization. When he looked up, Flashpoint could clearly see the Archaeopteryx giving him a thumbs up and whizzing past.
The air strike begins!
