643: Chapter 636: Aleppo Prison 643: Chapter 636: Aleppo Prison Gao Yang, Raja, and the short white man sat in the car.
The car did not start, and the short white man did not introduce himself.
He was only responsible for receiving the Satan Mercenary Corps and relaying the intelligence obtained; other matters were still to be handled by Raja.
Gao Yang was looking at a stack of photos.
The photos were very unclear, and the people in the photos all had big beards, making it difficult for Gao Yang to clearly distinguish each person.
Additionally, he had satellite images of the terrain near Aleppo Prison.
As Gao Yang looked at the photos, the short white man whispered, “The location of the Free Syrian has already been confirmed near Aleppo Prison.
They hijacked our goods, and those idiots know to be afraid, so they’ve moved from their original location to near Aleppo Prison, colluding with the Victory Front.”
The Victory Front is a branch of Qaeda; they are numerous and also very strong.
To my knowledge, many Chechens are within them.
The Victory Front has surrounded Aleppo Prison for a month, but they have been unable to take it down yet.
We still don’t know what the relationship between the Free Syrian and Victory Front is, whether they sought refuge with Victory Front out of fear of our retaliation or are simply subordinates of Victory Front; these details are unclear.”
After the short white man had almost finished speaking, Gao Yang said in a deep voice, “How can we approach the leaders of the Free Syrian?
And how many people are there in the Victory Front?
If we launch an attack on the Free Syrian, how will they react?”
The short white man shrugged and said, “The Victory Front besieging Aleppo Prison has about two thousand people.
Most of the Free Syrian are also participating in the siege around Aleppo Prison.
As for how to approach them, I don’t know; that’s not my responsibility.
As for your other question, although the situation in Syria is chaotic and conflicts between rebel groups do occur, the Free Syrian and Victory Front currently are allies.
So, if the Free Syrian is attacked, the Victory Front will definitely not sit idly by.”
Gao Yang frowned and said, “In that case, it’s very difficult for us to get close to the Free Syrian.”
Suddenly, the usually silent Raja said, “It’s not difficult.
Most areas of Aleppo have been occupied by the Rebel Army, especially the northern areas.
The government-controlled Aleppo Prison and Kendy Hospital have become isolated islands, completely surrounded by the Rebel Army.
But the rebels have been unable to capture these two locations.
Mercenaries, along with Western-controlled armed personnel, have joined in helping the rebels.
So, there are many small teams like us around Aleppo Prison.
They may be few, but they are formidable.
Thus, we can get close to the people of the Free Syrian Organization under the guise of joining the assault on Aleppo Prison.”
After expressing his opinion, Raja said seriously, “Remember, our identity is that of Free mercenaries; our employer’s identity is confidential, and no one will inquire about our origins.
Just say we are here to help the rebels, don’t say too much; the more we say, the easier it is to expose our identities.
The rebels won’t care about our origins.”
The short white man nodded and said, “Exactly, Syria is very chaotic right now, especially here in Aleppo.
There are many people and factions; nobody recognizes anybody.
So, just make clear your stance, and that’s enough.
The Free Syrian are wary of our retaliation, but it’s just a slight caution; they haven’t taken any special measures, so getting close to them shouldn’t be very difficult.”
This mission was rather special, picking out specific individuals from a large crowd to eliminate.
This was a challenge, but not the focus.
The key to the mission was not how to kill the leaders of the Free Syrian, but how to safely evacuate after completing the mission.
Based on the information obtained, getting close to the leadership of the Free Syrian should not be difficult, but it’s unlikely that the leaders of the Free Syrian would be in a place with few people.
There would inevitably be hundreds around them, and after eliminating them, it seemed unlikely that a safe evacuation would be possible.
Gao Yang thought for a moment; this mission was more difficult than anticipated because while the combat power of the Free Syrian was not formidable, the Victory Front was different.
Many in this Qaeda branch were veteran terrorists, especially the Chechens.
The Chechens were not simple, Russia had fought two wars in Chechnya, both with heavy casualties, and the first Chechen war had ended in complete failure.
When it came to the Chechens, Glolov was undoubtedly the most authoritative; the Chechens had long been his old adversaries.
To complete the mission, they would have to assess the situation on the ground after arrival; relying solely on intelligence guesses was of no use.
Feeling that they could not come to any conclusion, Gao Yang put away the photos and said loudly, “Well, let’s get going.
We’ll only know what to do when we get to Aleppo Prison.”
The short white man waved his hand and said, “I can’t go.
My identity is no secret to the people of the Free Syrian, so I will stay here waiting to see you off and hope that you return early and safely.
Also, kill a few more Free Syrian bastards for me; they killed seven of my men.”
After speaking, the short white man got out of the car, waved to Gao Yang and Raja, and then quickly walked away.
Raja sat in the driver’s seat and started the car, while Gao Yang informed the others via walkie-talkie.
After starting the four vehicles, they began to drive along the highway.
The situation within Syria was very chaotic; although there was no fighting, they continually encountered groups of refugees blocking the roads, and occasionally vehicles coming head-on took up the entire road.
Gao Yang and his team had to occasionally dodge crowds and recklessly driven cars, and sometimes they even had to stop completely for a while before they could continue on their way.
On several occasions, Gao Yang and his team had encountered checkpoints and positions held by the Rebel Army.
Whenever that occurred, all Raja had to do was shout a few times, and they could continue to pass through.
The situation among the Rebel Army was extremely chaotic, but this also had its advantages, enabling Gao Yang and his team to impersonate members of the Rebel Army without raising any suspicion.
Having set out around 2 PM, and after seeing a road sign past midnight, Raja drove the vehicle off the road into a farmland nearby and whispered to Gao Yang, “Another thirty kilometers, and we will reach Aleppo Prison.
We can rest here for a while, or keep going.
It’s your call.”
Gao Yang thought it over.
They had been traveling continuously for a long time, everyone was exhausted, and upon reaching Aleppo Prison, the situation would undoubtedly become very complex—anything could happen.
Therefore, it would be wise to recover their strength in a timely manner.
After calling everyone together and briefing them on the situation, Gao Yang arranged for people to stand guard in shifts, then they rested overnight in the farmland beside the road.
After entering Syria, Gao Yang and his team had all taken out their weapons.
By six o’clock the next morning, before they set out again, everyone was fully armed and ready for combat.
In the current Syrian environment, any kind of attire was common, but it was different for women.
Syria had originally been a secular country, but in areas occupied by the Rebel Army, almost all women had their faces veiled to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, Eileen and Lucica also had to cover their faces with black head covers used during combat.
The climate in Aleppo is Mediterranean, characterized by a rainy and warm winter with little temperature fluctuation.
Although it had just turned March, the daytime temperature was around fourteen or fifteen degrees Celsius.
At six o’clock in the morning, the temperature was a bit lower, but still around eleven degrees Celsius, so Eileen and Lucica would not be too uncomfortable even with the face covers.
With preparation in place, Gao Yang and his team continued toward Aleppo Prison.
The full name of the facility was Aleppo Central Prison, located in the northern suburbs of Aleppo.
Fortunately, this meant that Gao Yang and his team did not have to enter Aleppo city, which was still in the throes of fierce combat—certainly good news.
As they approached Aleppo Prison, the number of Rebel Army soldiers noticeably increased.
Aleppo Prison itself wasn’t very large, and the number of guards was not too high, but since it was a prison, high walls and thick barriers were synonymous with its structure, making it a sturdy fortress without any modifications, which is why the Rebel Army, despite having surrounded it for a month, was still unable to take it.
Since the Rebel Army controlled all the northern regions of Aleppo, they could bring in heavy forces to besiege Aleppo Prison, yet as Gao Yang and his team drove straight to the prison, although they encountered many groups of Rebel Army soldiers, no one stopped them or even asked a casual question.
The war was indeed ongoing, yet it appeared not so much a war, but rather a disorganized and poorly executed murderous game.
Gao Yang had become accustomed to such kinds of wars.
For a disunified Rebel Army that could barely coordinate among themselves, organizing effective cooperation would actually be considered strange.
Finally, when they were less than two kilometers away from the main gate of Aleppo Prison, Gao Yang’s convoy was stopped by a dozen armed rebel soldiers in robes.
Raja rolled down the window, spoke a few phrases in Arabic, then drove the vehicle around a bend in a different direction.
“Those people said that this is their Victory Front defensive area, we cannot enter freely.
If we are here to participate in the battle, we should go to the west side of the prison, where our scattered teams assemble.
The remaining three directions are controlled by the Victory Front,” Raja explained.
Hearing Raja’s explanation, Gao Yang expressed some surprise, saying, “If that’s the case, isn’t it that the people from Free Syrian are also on the west side?”
Raja, uncharacteristically smiling, responded, “Hopefully, if so, our task would be much easier.”
Gao Yang nodded, no longer speaking, but instead, he focused intently on inspecting the terrain.
Numerous buildings surrounded the exterior of Aleppo Prison, most of which were solidly constructed with stones.
Finally, as the vehicles passed through an open area, Gao Yang caught sight of the prison walls.
Aleppo Prison looked like a very sturdy building, quite tall.
Gao Yang, pointing at the prison, smiled at Raja, “I hope the people inside can hold out a bit longer.
That way, the people from Free Syrian won’t leave too soon.
So, I hope the prison guards can hold out at least until we finish our job.” (To be continued.
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