92: Chapter 91 Artillery Support 92: Chapter 91 Artillery Support Glolov fired a long burst, and taking advantage of the moment Glolov’s gunfire provided cover, Jinfang leaped out and sprinted forward, making it over a dozen meters before ducking behind a concealed object.
After Jinfang had advanced a bit, Gao Yang darted out, quickly firing eight shots, and even managed to hit two people, causing confusion among the enemy.
As they scattered, Glolov, carrying his machine gun, hurried past and also ran forward over twenty meters.
Gao Yang heaved two heavy breaths, and when Glolov began to lay down suppressing fire with his machine gun, Gao also leaped out, but immediately felt something was wrong.
His back ached terribly, impeding his running speed, so he didn’t reach the cover he had aimed for.
Instead, he made it less than ten meters before he was forced to take cover behind another concealed object.
After hitting the ground, Gao instantly shouted, “My back is really sore; I’ll be slower.”
“Understood.”
After speaking, Jinfang raised his gun and fired several bursts.
Waiting for Glolov’s machine gun to roar again, he then dashed forward.
But before he could reach a point of good cover, Jinfang staggered, stumbled a few steps, then threw himself to the ground.
Crawling forward using superb technique, he finally made it behind cover.
Seeing Jinfang’s condition, Gao exclaimed in alarm, “Where are you hurt!”
Jinfang touched his calf, and Gao clearly saw a charred gash on Jinfang’s leg, but Jinfang shouted back, “It’s nothing, just grazed by a bullet, the wound’s cauterized, not much bleeding, doesn’t really affect movement, haha, I’m lucky.”
Hearing Jinfang still in the mood to joke and seeing indeed no blood was coming from the wound, Gao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Jinfang really was lucky; a few centimeters off, and his leg would have been ruined.
Given the current situation, being immobilized in one leg, even temporarily, would have spelled major trouble.
They were about four hundred meters away from the opposition’s position.
As long as they could advance another hundred meters, Gao was confident he could pick off the targets he wanted without being affected by the strong crosswinds.
But that one hundred meters was proving incredibly difficult to cross.
Retreat at this point, abandoning Ali and his men, was something Gao could not bring himself to do.
But continuing a forceful advance meant likely facing the danger of casualties, and it wasn’t even certain they could rescue Ali and his men.
Gao found his heart in extreme turmoil; he was loath to give up on the rescue, yet also unwilling to risk his own life and those of his brothers for it.
Just as Gao faced the agonizing decision, a familiar voice suddenly came through his earpiece.
“Hey, guys, isn’t it great to hear my voice?
Your friend Green Mamba is back!”
Gao twisted his head in surprised delight and saw a pickup truck stopping at the intersection where they had separated from Coleman’s team.
One person jumped off the truck and waved at Gao.
“You guys are really lucky.
We ran into a rocket pickup, haha, how could I refuse a gift that falls into my lap?
Oh, I misspoke, guys.
The God of Fortune had the opposition’s idiots bring you a gift.
Now you have eight 107mm rockets, get ready to advance, your artillery support is here!”
Gao’s heart nearly burst with joy; at this critical and deadly moment, powerful support had miraculously arrived.
The God of Fortune was indeed on their side.
As soon as Green Mamba finished speaking, the familiar whooshing sounds immediately followed.
Although the Type 63 107mm rocket launcher was not known for its precision, at a few hundred meters, its accuracy was sufficient.
For area bombardment, precision was more than adequate considering the size of the area covered by eight rockets falling at once.
Precision wasn’t much of an issue.
The gunfire that had pinned Gao and his team down instantly ceased.
Whether Green Mamba aimed personally or not, Gao could only say he had done well; most of the rockets had landed right where they were supposed to, causing the opposition’s line to break apart chaotically.
Without waiting for the smoke to clear, Gao immediately leaped forward, charging towards the opposition’s line with Glolov and Jinfang at the fastest speed.
“I’ve got to chase my people now, Ram.
Remember you owe me one, bye.”
Gao had no time to say anything, but he firmly remembered the huge favor from Green Mamba.
There were howls of despair on the opposition’s position.
At least two sections surrounding the roundabout were hit by artillery fire, with the side facing Gao’s team suffering a fatal blow.
They sprinted nearly a hundred meters in one go.
The screen of gun smoke that had blocked their view was almost dispersed by the strong wind, and opposition gunfire started up again, but Gao no longer needed to get closer.
“Take cover.”
After shouting, Gao Yang took cover behind some broken bricks.
In front of him, Li Jinfang and Glolov also found hiding spots.
Now the situation was very good, especially for Gao Yang.
At a distance of three hundred meters, Gao Yang no longer had to consider the bullet being affected by strong winds, and Li Jinfang had also entered shooting range.
Even Glolov could stop providing suppressing fire and, like Gao Yang, take precise shots to injure the enemy.
As soon as Gao Yang was concealed, he immediately opened fire.
This time, he didn’t waste a single shot.
After discharging the six remaining bullets in his magazine, six men from the opposition were downed.
Li Jinfang and Glolov were no less impressive, especially Glolov, who began to shoot precisely with his machine gun at the enemies who had no time to disperse.
Before he changed his drum magazine, the number of people he had killed was certainly no less than that of Gao Yang.
Based on Gao Yang’s understanding of the opposition, as soon as they incurred heavy casualties, they would immediately scatter and flee.
Indeed, this time was no exception.
Under the fierce and deadly attack of the three of them, the opposition’s position quickly collapsed.
Once the first person turned their head and ran away, the rest stood up and fled.
In every area they could attack, Gao Yang and his team saw to it that soon not a single person was left.
At that moment, Gao Yang yelled at the top of his lungs, “Ali, quick, retreat, run for it!”
In fact, Gao Yang didn’t need to shout.
Once those surrounding them saw the enemy troops fleeing, those trapped on the roundabout quickly ran out, and barely came under any attack.
The people who ran out totaled only seven, and most of them were injured.
Among them, two people were carrying a severely wounded comrade, staggering towards Gao Yang and his team.
Watching out for the people coming towards them, Gao Yang and his team waited for about two minutes before they finally rendezvoused with the escaping group.
The man who was being helped to hop over on one leg was Ali.
His leg was injured, bleeding from below the knee.
Once Ali was brought in front of them, Gao Yang and the other two immediately stood up and covered the retreat of Ali and his group.
At first, Ali was somewhat confused.
After looking at Gao Yang and Glolov a few times, he quickly exclaimed with surprise, “Hey, I remember you guys, it’s you, I was wondering who would be so kind to save us.”
Gao Yang dared not be distracted and nodded at Ali before immediately returning his gaze back to the surroundings.
“You saved us, now we come to save you, so no need for thanks.
But how’s your leg, brother?”
Ali gave a grin, showing his white teeth, and there wasn’t a trace of pain on his face as if the injury wasn’t his own.
“Took a bullet in the knee, pretty unlucky.
This leg is definitely gone, but I hope it won’t have to be amputated.
Even if I can’t use it, it’s still better-looking than having no leg, right?
But compared to my brothers who died in battle, I’m already very lucky.
Now, I have quite a lot of money in my pocket; even if I lose a leg, it’s enough to let me live comfortably for the second half of my life.”
Gao Yang admired Ali’s optimism and, after comforting Ali with a few words, he suddenly realized that the doctor named Suma did not come with Ali.
Without asking further, Gao Yang knew that Suma must have died in the recent battle.
After walking for a while and joining up with Cui Bo, the group proceeded according to Coleman’s retreat route.
However, due to the additional casualties like Ali, their pace was unavoidably much slower.
After speaking with Ali for a bit, Gao Yang tried using the walkie-talkie to contact Green Mamba.
He hadn’t yet thanked Green Mamba for his assistance earlier.
If it hadn’t been for Green Mamba managing to secure a rocket-equipped pickup to help them moments before, not only could they have failed to rescue Ali and his people, but Gao Yang and his team might also have been at risk.
Gao Yang called twice but received no reply from Green Mamba.
He knew that Green Mamba’s team had already moved a considerable distance away.
His own walkie-talkie was low-powered to begin with, and the electromagnetic interference in Misrata was severe, with government forces and the opposition both intentionally imposing electromagnetic jamming.
Communication could be maintained at short distances, but the radio would struggle to function normally over longer ranges.
They still had a long way to go to leave Misrata.
Gao Yang braced himself and said in a deep voice, “Toad, is your leg injury affecting you?”
Li Jinfang shook his head.
“It just hurts a bit, but it doesn’t really affect my movement.”
Gao Yang nodded and directed, “Alright, you take point at the front.
Rabbit, stay a bit behind; no need for the M700 now, use your AUG.
I’ll be in the middle with Old Russian.
We’re a big target and our combat strength is not strong, so everyone be careful.”
After Gao Yang finished speaking, Ali looked at Gao Yang curiously and, grinning, said, “Are you guys planning to leave the city?
If so, why not take off the camouflage you’re wearing?”
Hearing Ali’s words, Gao Yang couldn’t help but curse at himself for being so silly.
Having worn the same camouflage as the 32nd Brigade for so long, he had actually forgotten to take off the clothes that signified their government forces affiliation.
In Misrata, which was almost completely occupied by the opposition, wearing this was practically asking for trouble.