Capítulo 1390: Chapter 1177: Troublesome Trackers
Joe Ga has been remotely controlling the situation inside Baghdad city from the command room…
The Ghoul Mercenary Corps are on the brink of madness. At this moment, giving America a face, letting them bear the name of assisting the evacuation of terrorists, and letting Matthew righteously lead the Ghouls to escape to Germany to meet the two big bosses is the best option.
As for terrorists, it’s normal for them to do anything in Germany!
Joe Ga isn’t particularly afraid of an elite squad like the Ghoul that exists in the form of mercenaries. He’s more concerned about the whereabouts of the Trackers.
It’s been hours since those photos were sent out, and those Trackers still haven’t been found.
This is the power of these super assassins, a combination of soldiers and agents…
As long as they haven’t been caught, Joe Ga can’t think about going out alone!
Because the middle-aged man in the hotel that day demonstrated extremely top-notch adaptability, and their ability to escape in such chaos is also exceptionally strong.
Baghdad is now a giant net. In theory, as long as they are breathing, there is no reason they could evade the search, but reality tells Joe Ga that some people can do things beyond theory, and it’s not just one person.
Direct combat power is sometimes not the key to measuring a person’s abilities…
While Joe Ga was pondering whether he should show up to attract the Trackers, two large-caliber mortars were suddenly fired from a ruin on the west side of Baghdad, landing accurately in the center of the base, instantly felling two patrolling soldiers hit by shrapnel…
The base alarm instantly sounded, the piercing ‘woo woo’ sound sweeping through the surrounding area…
The Apaches in the sky began to approach the location where the mortars were fired. When they were still a kilometer away, several Super Pressure Hellfires were launched.
Explosions erupted in the ruins at the edge of Baghdad city, smoke and fire enveloping the surrounding ruins.
The Jazz Squad, which had been waiting inside the base, immediately scrambled to the incident site…
But the situation was far from over…
When the Jazz Team was halfway to the destination, two more mortars hit the base, this time even striking the building housing the command post.
Then the Apache approached that direction again, executing a precise bombardment on the mortar launch location.
This time the situation was different; the Hellfire struck a factory building located in the city’s edge area.
The precise missile was like stirring a hornet’s nest, blasting out hordes of ‘True ISIS’ from the factory…
No one knows why dozens of ISIS terrorists were gathered there, but when they drove vehicles into the Baghdad city area and started indiscriminate shooting, everything seemed to deviate from Boss Joe’s previous expectations.
These people posed no great threat, but the suicide bombings still caused losses for Iraq’s military, police, and civilians.
The successive Apaches intercepted desperately under the guidance of drone aircraft, yet they couldn’t completely stop these people’s assaults. A sedan broke through the Iraqi National Defense Forces’ blockade line, and then an explosion occurred.
The scene was exceptionally horrific!
Joe Ga, watching the horrific aftermath of the explosion from the command room, noted how the modified car bomb was tremendously powerful, an orange ball of flame wrapped around an intersection…
Not only did it cause heavy casualties to the stationed National Defense Forces, but the explosion also affected a three-story inn nearby, causing a side of the inn to collapse, and the casualties inside the inn were extremely significant.
Dorian sensed the intense murderous aura from his boss, grabbing Joe Ga, he said: “Boss, you can’t go out, those Trackers just want you to act according to their plan…”
Joe Ga shook off Dorian, turned to Tony and said: “Tony, send a message to everyone in Baghdad, tell them to go home.”
Saying that, Joe Ga glanced at Sanderson, who had been standing by, and shouted: “Vanguard, take soldiers and doctors to the scene…”
Dorian let out a long breath, turned to Ronnie, who was staring at the aerial view of Baghdad, and said: “What are those Trackers planning to do?”
Ronnie shook his head slightly and said: “I don’t know…
The Trackers’ target is the boss, everything they do is ultimately to make sure the boss appears where they want.
As long as the boss doesn’t show up, they won’t succeed!”
Upon hearing this, Dorian shook his head and said: “Impossible, the boss won’t stay in the base forever.
Suicide attacks will definitely cause unrest; the boss’s character wouldn’t let innocent people suffer because of him…”
As the two spoke, the Jazz Team, which had set off earlier, came under mortar attack again as they were about to enter the blast zone for inspection.
Two 60mm mortars were fired from deep within the ruins, accurately striking the path of the Jazz Squad’s advance, causing a Milosh to become disabled…
Then, just as the Apache was about to perform a bombardment on the firing point, the ‘Crow’ suddenly ordered two Miloshes to fire all smoke bombs…
A series of smoke bombs shot up into the sky, exploding around 50 meters in front of the Milosh, and a large white fog obscured the space.
“Don’t bomb them, give me cover, let us take a look, I feel something strange…”
Joe Ga didn’t stop the ‘Crow’s’ actions. He picked up the radio and said to Sanderson on the other end: “Vanguard, the Jazz Team was attacked by mortars, you all be extra careful.
I also feel something’s not right…”
With that, Joe Ga moved closer to the screen, using his hand to measure the distance of the two attacking locations…
“7 kilometers…”
Just as Joe Ga was contemplating, Sanderson and his team also came under attack…
Two suicide drones collided with the bodies of two Miloshes. Hearing the calls from Sanderson over the radio, Joe Ga suddenly realized and shouted to Tony: “It’s drones, those Trackers are using drones to monitor ground situations…
Tony, find them…”
Saying this, Joe Ga picked up the radio and called out loudly, “Vanguard, how are you?”
Sanderson, tens of kilometers away, groaned in pain and said, “Boss, we’re fine. It’s the Springblade 300; the explosion’s power isn’t enough to destroy Milos’s armor…
Shit, if we were in a Hummer this time, we’d be screwed!”
“Hold on, I’ll send someone to support you guys…”
Joe Ga gritted his teeth and turned to Dorian, saying, “Send the Avenger Air Defense Vehicle to support Vanguard…
FUCK, I feel like these guys want to draw everyone away from the base. Are they underestimating us?”
Beside him, Tony was busy typing on the keyboard for a while before suddenly shouting, “Boss, they’re using small civilian drones. There’s too much interference in the city; our airship’s radar can’t lock onto them.
However, someone has filmed the drones and posted it online…”
When Joe Ga walked over to Tony’s side to look, someone in Baghdad had filmed a drone flying past from their balcony and posted it online…
As Tony tried to calculate the user’s approximate location based on the drone’s flight trajectory and filming time, information came in from the Jazz Team…
“Boss, it’s a one-man job; the mortars have long been set with the firing angle and have a timing device…”
In the site video shot by the Jazz Team, Joe Ga saw two 60mm mortars set up in a makeshift bunker in the ruins.
The legs of the mortars were riveted to the ground, and at the muzzle was a cleverly welded feeder.
The shells were stuck above the feeder; once a signal was received, the feeder would open, letting the shells drop into the mortar to initiate firing.
As Ronnie saw the footage, he exclaimed in surprise, “It’s the ‘Mechanic’; one of the six Trackers is a Mechanic.”
Then Ronnie rushed to Tony’s side, typing a few times on the computer before examining a top-down view of Baghdad. After checking it out for a while, he said, “I roughly know where that guy is. Boss, you can’t go out. The defense measures at the base leave the Mechanic helpless; this place is safe…
Let the combat medic Bird and Rhino come with me. If luck is on our side, I can capture him…”
Joe Ga was momentarily stunned and frowned, saying, “What is this Mechanic?”
Ronnie, a bit anxious, said, “Mechanic is the bomb expert, electronic information expert, and mechanical expert among the Trackers.
To my knowledge, there are only two such people; I didn’t expect we’d run into one.
Boss, the Mechanic is very troublesome because he almost never confronts opponents face-to-face; since small drones appeared, the Mechanic has never failed a mission.”
Joe Ga listened with curiosity and said, “Do Trackers have professions?”
Ronnie shook his head and said, “Trackers aren’t explicitly categorized, but each person’s talent and learning ability is different.
Hence, Trackers receive customized training plans, and we might deviate due to different interests and personalities.”
Joe Ga listened and nodded slightly, then curiously looked at Ronnie, asking, “What are you good at?”
Ronnie spread his hands and said, “I’m good at close combat, disguise, shooting…
Boss, the Mechanic is disrupting our vision…
I had once collaborated with a Mechanic. Although we never met, I knew he liked to hide in the red-light district.
There’s no apparent red-light district in Baghdad, but within a 5 km radius of the ruins, there are a few cheap hotels run by Indians, which should cater mainly to foreign laborers.
I’ll take a look…”
Joe Ga nodded and said, “Take more people with you…”
Watching Ronnie and his men leave, Joe Ga suddenly became silent. He signaled the others to continue, then went to the building where the command post was located, and sat directly on the porch bench, arms crossed, watching the far-off road direction.
Air defense capabilities really are the most crucial ability in modern warfare. Without a large number of Avenger Air Defense Vehicles, there wouldn’t be a single safe place in Baghdad.
As the enemy’s methods shifted more toward technology, Joe Ga no longer felt as calm as before.
The goal of P.B. Boss is too big!
Starting today, Joe Ga would need to change his mode of travel, and could no longer flagrantly expose his location.
Dorian and Ayu stood by Joe Ga’s side. Following Joe Ga’s line of sight to the distance, Dorian said, somewhat cluelessly, “Boss, what are you waiting for?”
Joe Ga turned to glance at Dorian and said, “I’m waiting for guests…
That so-called Mechanic is using mortars and bombs to practically draw out the best talents from the base.
Right now, there are over a hundred Kurdish Auxiliary Forces left at the base, the rest are technical soldiers, making it the most vulnerable time.
I want to see if anyone in Baghdad thinks, like those Iranians, that it benefits them more for P.B. to leave from here…”
Dorian froze for a moment, glaring as he said, “Impossible, right?”
Joe Ga looked at the car lights emerging on the distant road, smiling as he said, “I also hope the result is good…”
With that, Joe Ga activated the communicator and said, “Tony, notify the soldiers at the base gate to open the door and retreat into the base…”
At the same time, Dorian activated his communicator, shouting, “Dragonfly Squad, converge toward the base, quickly, quickly…”