Mercenary’s War
Chapter 1130 - 1130 One Thousand One Hundred and Thirteen This is Called Professional

1130: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Thirteen: This is Called Professional 1130: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred and Thirteen: This is Called Professional Supplies, of course, were very important, especially when urgently in need of medicine.

Gao Yang was determined to figure out how the prison got its supplies.

After asking a question, Gao Yang thought for a bit and added, “What do you need the most urgently?

Are the things you request airdropped specifically for you, or do you use whatever gets airdropped?”

Saidev smiled bitterly, saying, “We make requests, and the outside tries their best to fulfill them, but the items promised don’t necessarily reach our hands.

Parachuted goods often land outside the prison, with a very low success rate, and now all the supplies are very tight, so essentially, we make use of whatever gets airdropped.”

Gao Yang pondered for a moment, speaking solemnly, “I understand.

It seems that important supplies need to be spread out during the drop.

Alright, what do you need?”

After some thought, Saidev spoke in a grave tone, “It’s mostly medicines.

Only the medications are almost entirely used up; the rest are regular supplies that come with any airdrop, so no need to specifically request them.”

Gao Yang looked outside and nodded, “Alright, I understand.

Thank you, Major.

You should eat, and after you’ve eaten, I’d like you to take me for a walk outside to see the terrain here.”

Saidev nodded, handing Gao Yang a piece of biscuit.

Gao Yang took it and smiled, “I’m not very hungry, this is enough.”

Not standing on ceremony, Saidev quickly finished the rest of the half-pack of biscuits, then clapped his hands, turning to Gao Yang, “General, let’s go now.”

Gao Yang stood up and exclaimed loudly, “Those who have tasks stay back, the injured as well, everyone else come with me to scout the terrain.”

Whether we could leave or not, even if we only stayed in Aleppo Prison for a day or two, it’s essential to understand the terrain thoroughly.

Several unoccupied people stood up with Gao Yang; Saidev took the AKM he had been carrying on his back into his hands, nodded at Gao Yang, and said, “General, please follow me.”

A prison, of course, would have high walls; the walls of Aleppo Prison were very thick and tall, adorned with barbed wire on top, making it more convenient to defend than ordinary buildings.

The premises of Aleppo Prison was vast; the north held a trilateral star-shaped building which served as the cell block for prisoners, with yards on either side of the slight protrusion to the northeast direction for prisoners to get fresh air, while to the south were three buildings, all staff living quarters, with another large open space between the guard’s quarters and the prison cells, where Gao Yang’s helicopter had crash-landed.

Aleppo Prison now didn’t have a single intact pane of glass, with missile craters and bullet holes everywhere.

Walking outside to survey the terrain, Gao Yang thought that airdropping supplies into the prison should be simple enough, considering the size of Aleppo.

It wasn’t likely that the supplies would accidentally land on the Rebel Army’s position, but considering the capabilities of the Syrian Air Force, Gao Yang ultimately did not voice this thought.

On the western side of the prison was the village occupied by the Rebel Army, which Gao Yang and his team had visited before; the nightly battle took place in the village on the west, which had a road leading directly to the west gate of the prison.

The west gate of the prison was where the fiercest battles with the Rebel Army took place, though the rebels never breached the prison gates or walls.

After circling the prison, Gao Yang pointed at a watchtower inside and asked, “Can we go up to have a look?”

The watchtower was a high point within the prison; from it, one could see the entire prison and even beyond its confines.

It would definitely be useful to look from the watchtower.

Saidev’s expression turned troubled, “General, the Rebel Army can directly attack the watchtower, and they might shell it.

It’s too dangerous; please don’t go up.”

The roof of the watchtower had been half-destroyed by shelling, clearly having been hit before.

However, if we ended up besieged in the prison, participation in battle was inevitable.

If he did not even dare to clearly assess the terrain, calling oneself a commander was useless; one wouldn’t even know where to flee.

“It’s okay, we’ll just take a quick look and come back down.”

With no other choice, Saidev nodded, “Alright, let’s take a look, but we must leave quickly.”

There were two people on the watchtower.

Seeing the two sentinels, Saidev inquired in a serious voice, “Has there been any movement from the enemy?”

“Sir, the enemy on the west side was active this morning, but they have calmed down now, nothing much happening.”

Saidev nodded, took the sentinel’s telescope, looked towards the western village first, then said to Gao Yang, “They haven’t brought out their big guns, but we should still leave soon.”

Gao Yang was holding his own binoculars, watching carefully.

Cui Bo couldn’t keep up, so Gao Yang took a few glances first and identified spots within the prison suitable for sniper positions.

Later, he found positions suitable for his own shooting.

After he had a plan in mind, he said to Tommy: “Take a look, can you preset the positions and impact points?”

Tommy looked and said, “There are too many places that could be used as positions, but I can identify the most likely places the enemy will appear and set a few common impact points.

Later, I will stay at the artillery position.

You just have to tell me which coordinates to hit, and I will fire at those coordinates.”

Gao Yang smiled and asked, “Do we need to fire a few rounds first?”

Tommy shook his head and said, “Ammunition is precious, better to save it.

I don’t need to test fire to adjust.

No, you’d better ask them if their shells are from Russia or domestically produced.”

Tommy was getting older, and his ability to learn new languages was weaker, unlike young people like Gao Yang, Frey, and Cui Bo who picked up new languages quickly when immersed in the environment.

Gao Yang asked Saidev: “You have mortars here, right?

What calibers do you have, and where are the shells from?”

Saidev responded gravely: “We have four 60mm mortars and one 82mm mortar, but there are no shells left for the 82mm mortar.

We only have forty-seven 60mm shells left, all made in Russia.”

Gao Yang nodded to Tommy and said reassuringly: “Don’t worry, all the shells are from Russia, none of them have Arabic lettering.”

Tommy sighed in relief and said, “Then there’s no need for a test fire.

Russian shells have a stable trajectory, I’m clear on that, but with shells that have Arabic lettering, who knows where they’d land once fired.”

Gao Yang smiled and continued asking Saidev: “So, what kind of artillery does the Rebel Army have?”

After thinking it over, Saidev shook his head and said, “The Rebel Army doesn’t have any decent artillery.

They make their own artillery, which is quite powerful, but inaccurate.

The most commonly used are small-caliber direct-fire cannons and mortars.

They don’t have large-caliber rifled cannons.”

While Gao Yang and Saidev were talking, Tommy pulled out a piece of paper and started sketching a rough draft.

He marked the envisioned artillery positions and preset impact points, but the sketch was meant for Gao Yang, not himself.

After surveying the terrain and having a plan in mind, Gao Yang asked Saidev, “How are the troops deployed?”

“General, the guards are stationed at key points, and we have sentinels and fire points placed on the watchtowers along the wall.

Our walls are double-layered, with a three-meter gap between the inner and outer walls.

Each observation post on the outer wall has three people on duty.

Most of the personnel are stationed inside the prison buildings, and if the enemy attacks, they will shoot from the rooftops.”

Saidev’s arrangements were orthodox, the same as Gao Yang would command, nothing to add.

After looking around, Gao Yang gestured with his hand and said, “Alright, let’s go down.”

As they were walking down from the watchtower, Gao Yang’s phone rang; it was Dani calling.

Gao Yang quickly answered the phone, and as soon as the call connected, Dani hurriedly said, “General, prepare for evacuation; a helicopter will come to pick you up today.”

Gao Yang was both surprised and delighted, and exclaimed loudly, “That soon?”

“Yes, the airport in Aleppo hasn’t lost many helicopters.

Initially, Aleppo said it was too risky to send a helicopter, but the President personally ordered that you must be evacuated, so a helicopter will be arranged to come for you today!

But are you sure you want to leave by helicopter?

Aleppo says it’s too risky, with landing and taking off both being dangerous, it could easily be shot down.”

Gao Yang hesitated for a moment, then firmly said, “I know the risks are not small, but it’s better that we leave as soon as possible.”

“Okay, then just get ready to leave.

The helicopter will come during the Rebel Army’s noon prayers.

If the entry fails or there is an accident, they might try again during the evening prayers.

Right now, I don’t even have the helicopter’s communication frequency.

Once I receive the notice, I will inform you in advance how to contact the helicopter.”

“Okay, thanks.

I’m waiting for your good news.”

After hanging up the phone, Gao Yang, with a hint of apology, said to Saidev, “If nothing goes wrong, we might leave soon.

Thank you for your assistance.

I’m sorry we couldn’t help you more.”

Saidev smiled and said, “You did help us; you killed many rebels, that is the biggest help for us.

General, I wish you a smooth evacuation.”

Once Gao Yang finished speaking, Tommy still handed over the sketch he had drawn to Gao Yang with a serious tone, “Here, I’ve marked the most likely locations for the enemies to appear.

If you need artillery support, just report the numbers.”

Gao Yang glanced at it, took it, and said to Tommy, “Alright, I’ll remember that.”

Although they were evacuating, Gao Yang and his team’s observation of the terrain wasn’t wasted.

Even if they only stayed for an hour, necessary preparations were essential.

This is what professionalism looked like.

(End of excerpt.

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