We've pushed up through this valley for half an hour without facing any resistance at all and I could see the Marines getting nervous and some relaxed but I couldn't get this sinking feeling out of my stomach, I turn to Eagle and notice he's gripping his rifle tighter than usual.
"Oi mate are you alright, you look a bit tense." I asked concerned.
"No we're walking into a trap I can feel it." he said as he scanned the mountain range looking for any sign of the white mask.
Blackbeard's POV
I could overhear mozzie and eagle talking about there concerns and I was glad I wasn't the only one sketched out about this mission. I attached my rifle shield to my Scar in preparation for an ambush but after another hour of walking we still haven't reached the objective.
"Convoy halt!" I shouted as I walked towards the tank commander of high roller with my squad, "we need to check our maps and gps right now we shouldn't reached the compound by now."
Glaz pulled out his GPS and I could see the confusion on his face through his mask as he shows his GPS to tachanka. "Comrades it's not working." Glaz says as he turns it to the rest of us.
The GPS shows the location of the landing zone and hasn't updated since, "maybe the bloody mountains are scrambling the signal." Mozzie says as he kicks some rocks around.
"Hey rainbow is everything alright?" Asks the rear tank commander, before I can answer him we hear a loud whistle before the turret of the rear tank is sent sky high.
Gunfire and explosives erupt in every direction as we take cover and return fire. Our radio man behind us was frantically trying to call in air support when his helmet flew off his head and he fell motionless on the ground.
"Jesus Christ pop smoke and fall back!" Eagle screams as the remaining two Abrams we have launch their smoke screen and begin reversing.
I pick up the radio from the dead marine and immediately try calling in air support but the long range communication isnt working and I am only able to get in contact with the AC-130 that had been circling nearby.
"This is rainbow actual to ghost rider we're getting ripped apart down here requesting smoke rounds east and west of our position marked by IR strobe." I yelled into the radio and my squad and I fell back with the few Marines that were still alive.
"Copy your last rainbow stand by willy pete inbound in 30 seconds wait shit SAM lock popping flares!"
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Eagle's POV
I watched our only air support deploy countermeasures as a light quickly approaches it completely unaffected by the flares before making contact blowing the aircraft in half and detonating all the ammunition and white phosphorus smoke rounds on board.
The sky glowed a mix of white and crimson red as the white phosphorus fell all over the mountain range and our position. We quickly scrambled to get under any form of cover we can.
My squad crawls under the middle tank and continue crawling and it slowly reverses shielding us from the hell above. I see the few remaining Marines take shelter under high roller mimicing our actions before a rocket propelled grenade hits the tracks of high roller stopping it in it's tracks as several more rockets hit it causing the tank and marines under it to be engulfed in flames and shrapnel as the ammo rack starts cooking off.
The crew of the last tank begin to panic and start reversing full speed leaving us exposed in the open causing us to stand up and sprint down the mountain to escape the kill zone.
"Hey I think I hear another aircraft approaching it sounds like a fighter jet!" Mozzie shouts over the gunfire and screaming.
No sooner than when he said that a fight jet appeared over the valley up the mountain, I let out a sigh of relief before the unknown aircraft launches an AGM towards the remaining tank destroying it instantly. All hopes of help were quickly shattered after that.
