MTLNOVEL Chapter 520: Experimental Warfare
The SEALs and England and France's SAS teams had promptly secured the city hall, school, and stations...
After rescuing the hostages, they called for artillery support while under the cover of armored vehicles.
The overall operation didn't have the suspense and thrill of a movie, but it thoroughly showcased the professionalism of three T1 special forces teams and demonstrated the real use of special forces in urban combat.
Actually, the operation plan was negotiated by these three teams and the command center behind them. Aside from the fierce fight by the SEALs, the French SAS managed the school, and didn't even fire a shot before subduing a group of terrorists.
The situation inside the school was grim—a dozen girls' bodies were piled up like trash in an open classroom, a constant reminder of the rules everyone had to follow.
Dozens of battered teachers and some city infrastructure maintenance workers were also kept in the school...
They could only watch helplessly as the terrorists continuously brainwashed groups of children with whips and food, telling them whom to pledge allegiance to!
When the Wagner Mercenaries stormed into the school and saw the situation, several irate men with sledgehammers crushed the limbs of a dozen terrorists, then secured an evacuation for the students and teachers; afterward, the terrorists were turned to ashes in the artillery shelling.
The English SAS targeted the Byrdi station transit center...
There was a large open area used to stockpile goods plundered by the terrorists from the city and nearby villages, and also smuggled goods from Egypt, making it easier to transport items to Tubruq.
The Air Service Group wasn't as precise as depicted in works of art...
These people quietly planted explosives in a small munitions depot of the terrorists, then left a laser guide in the central position and pulled back.
They allowed the approaching convoy personnel to set up a position with 4 mortars of 120mm and then coordinated with 'Nora' howitzers for a bombardment that left nothing but ruins.
Joe Ga witnessed, for the first time, up close and personal, how T1 special forces operate.
He had cooperated with the Rangers and French SAS before and thought them very capable.
But now, seeing it again, he suddenly realized the true operational mode of special forces might be what they are demonstrating now, not the explosive battle mode he used to think.
TV dramas are misleading; watching too many can lead to stereotypical thinking...
Joe Ga's eyes followed the movements of the special forces. The overall feeling was calm yet nimble.
No particular tricks, just teammates always in the right positions, constant communication, clear tactical objectives, and highly skilled individuals.
Describing the combat process as indifferent is not an exaggeration, but an expert would definitely see the technical expertise involved.
It was too smooth!
Actually, the real functions of special forces are covert infiltration, target verification, attack guidance, seizing key points, clearing remnants of the enemy, and sometimes assassination, sabotage, and psychological warfare.
The latter two aren't the main objectives in Byrdi's fights; it's the former ones.
All three teams completed their missions exceptionally well, especially the initial infiltration and reconnaissance.
Due to the comprehensive preparation, at the moment the operation started, this group quickly gained the upper hand.
It looks simple, but if it were the Wagner's old Russians handling it, they definitely wouldn't achieve such an effect and would likely turn it into a messy fight right from the start.
Now, Joe Ga being more experienced himself, carefully reviewed the operations of the three teams and quickly figured something out.
The more meticulous the team's operational mode, the more powerful their supporting country is.
For only an incredibly strong logistics support can sustain their meticulous operations.
This time, the operational logistics were uniformly provided by Joe Ga...
Misfires within a five-meter range, precise artillery strikes, and ample firepower for the convoy.
While everyone had the same logistical support, in terms of performance and combat outcomes, SEAL Team Six was the best!
In terms of individual quality, the three teams were on par; if you placed them in a building for CQB, any winner would be reasonable.
But once the mission involved terrorists, hostages, materials, and coordination with open ground artillery, their differences became apparent.
Some things are indescribable, but the facts are clear, the legendary SAS performed terribly, blooming heck, they blew up a large amount of terrorist material for the sake of convenience...
Having seen these T1 operations, Joe Ga took a moment to reflect on whether he had been misusing the P·B special forces teams.
Then he realized he had already done his best; the air and artillery support from P·B in Africa was top-notch, but when compared to the Big Five, it seemed somewhat absurd.
However, this had one advantage—it made those in the special forces seem very impressive.
After watching the T1 showcase, Joe Ga, looking at Dorian beside him, disdainfully said, "You're also Italian T1, so why do I think you're not up to par with those guys?"
Upon hearing this, Dorian spread his hands and said, "Boss, you have to ask Dragon Gecko about that. The old guy always makes me carry 4 Broad Swords, 8 grenades, and I also have to carry a grenade launcher with 20 rounds.
Give the same gear to those SEAL Team Six guys, and they won't be able to move as quickly either."
While saying this, Dorian looked at Joe Ga's disdainful expression and earnestly added, "Boss, I'm not boasting, but now in terms of indoor CQB, I'm definitely at the highest tier among T1 because I carry more grenades than others' magazines."
"Don't worry, when we have time, we'll challenge them. With King Kong on our side, there's no need for Dragon Gecko to make a move. The three of us can take them all down," he said.
Joe Ga believed that. He had competed in shooting with the SEALs. Those guys weren't gods, at least not with pistols and rifles. His speed and accuracy surpassed theirs.
When paths cross, it all comes down to being fast and fierce, and in those aspects, Joe was in a league of his own.
But thinking about the strategic characteristics of the special forces and then about his own tactical team, he guessed they'd probably only ever spin their wheels at the "tactical" level...
Joe didn't dare think further, fearing his wallet couldn't handle it!
Their third victory sparked subdued cheers in the temporary tent. Joe Ga saw those three teams moving on to the next target under guidance and, with no interest in watching further, stepped out of the tent to find 'Sugar' setting up a large stove...
"'Sugar,' soon there will be new refugees arriving, and they're not in great shape. Prepare something nutritious for them," he said.
While he spoke, Joe Ga looked at the rifle that 'Sugar' never left behind and chuckled, "Why do you, a chef, carry a rifle all day? Isn't it a burden?"
'Sugar' chuckled and replied, "Boss, that's a trick our old squad leader taught me.
He calls it 'nurturing the gun.' Develop a bond with it, and it'll follow my commands to hit wherever I aim!"
Joe Ga knew this guy was talking nonsense, but having a compatriot of similar age, and a rare cook at that, he just let it slide.
After sorting out the food issues, Joe Ga turned his attention to the temporary medical team and the supply distribution center.
This time, not only was Joe Ga determined to hammer the terrorists to death, but he also aimed to win over the hearts of the city's residents with a gentler approach.
The hardcore terrorists had mostly been killed in the first wave of attacks. Those remaining, if they could hold out or escape in the next three days, probably wouldn't dare oppose P·B anymore.
The grid-based patrols and material distribution would last a week at most. If the people of Byrdi still held any hope for life, they would have to come out and recognize P·B's authority over the area.
Once that happened, with the media witnessing, he would select capable locals to form a temporary government to manage the city, and Byrdi would be thoroughly secured.
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With both the guns and the money in Joe's hands, he didn't need to worry about the dedication of those in the temporary government or any unpredictable issues they might cause.
All actions in Byrdi were experimental. If successful here, Joe Ga would replicate the 'successful model' in Tubruq.
This time, with financial backing from China, Joe could boldly make his moves.
Stabilize Tubruq within two months and get the oil refineries back up and running within five, that was Joe's current goal.
This time, Joe wasn't planning to get his hands dirty; he wanted to see if the forces he had orchestrated could accomplish the tasks effectively.
Most importantly, there was news from Sangha Town—the 'Ghost' had surrendered.
As soon as he got 'Ghost's' testimony outside the law, Joe would lead his team straight to North Kivu.
With sufficient legal and intelligence groundwork, it was time for Joe to make a fortune!
If Liberia was just about Joe "setting up a meal," Congo was where he battled!
So, after stabilizing Byrdi, Joe Ga planned to leave for a while...
Zahovic had good command ability, and the three T1 teams were even stronger. Wagner boasted extremely high morale among the Seville paratroopers, and a team of Tuareg soldiers would join them later.
With such a high-level setup, if they couldn't beat the terrorists, they might as well jump into the sea!
As Joe Ga was making his rounds, the first batch of rescued hostages was brought in.
A long line of pickup trucks, carrying a large number of hostages rescued from the town hall, drove directly up to the tent marked with a Red Cross.
From the moment the doctors appeared, the cries of the hostages never stopped.
Escaping death and regaining hope might be the most touching events one could experience; these people would likely never forget this moment for the rest of their lives.
Joe Ga didn't expect their gratitude. The media had captured this scene and would spread it, which was sufficient for P·B.
As long as these people calmly received treatment, returned to Byrdi with a stable mood, and cooperated with the temporary government's directives as much as possible, that would be the greatest support.
Just as Joe Ga was about to turn away, he felt someone tug at his arm...
Turning his head, he saw Nis standing silently behind him. Joe smiled and said, "Don't look at me like that. I didn't mean to keep you here on purpose...
We need a P·B representative here!
You're friends with Amy and Jemma. You can represent me and lead the process here. Otherwise, without someone to hold the fort, things will eventually fall apart."
As Joe Ga watched the silently standing Nis, he stepped forward and embraced her, whispering, "This time I'm only bringing Dragon Gecko and Elephant. King Kong, Kitten, and Owl are all staying with you. You'll be the best female team.
Don't worry about Congo. I'm not going to fight; I'm going to reap the fruits of victory.
If you find fulfillment in what you're doing here, keep at it!
Nis Mansour, Karman says you are my Queen, so you must learn to handle our affairs.
Don't worry about anything. Face any issues head-on, just like you always support me, I'll always support you!"