"Understood! Move out!"
Utekin's roar echoed particularly sharply in the tight radio channel, momentarily drowning out the howling of the wind between the dunes.
No sooner had the words been spoken than he leapt forward like a leopard ready to spring, yanking open the heavy hatch and deftly slipping into the driver's compartment of the BMP-97 infantry fighting vehicle, which was filled with the scent of oil and metal.
With hardly a moment's hesitation, he expertly twisted the key and stomped heavily on the ignition pedal.
Bzzzz—Boom!
A deep and mighty roar suddenly tore through the desert silence, as if a colossal beast sleeping underground had been awakened.
The powerful eight-cylinder diesel engine of the BMP-97 trembled violently, its exhaust pipe spewing a thick plume of black smoke that was quickly torn and scattered by the fierce wind.
