"Yes, Boss!" Samir, who had always liked to question orders, responded promptly this time with no questions: "I will arrange it immediately."
After the communication ended, Song Heping returned to the map.
His fingers moved between the Anbar Valley, Mosul, Bayji, and Titrick, finally stopping at Hulmatu.
"Kote, you want to play big?" he muttered to himself, "Then I'll play a round with you. Just hope you won't regret it by then."
That night, on the western border of Mosul, in the Anbar Valley.
This was a typical desert hilly area, with a dry riverbed winding through the valley, both banks lined with severely eroded cliffs.
During the day, temperatures can soar up to fifty degrees Celsius; at night, they drop sharply below ten degrees.
The 3rd Battalion of the Liberation Forces' position was on a high ground on the eastern side of the valley.
From there, they could overlook the entire valley, theoretically, any convoy attempting to pass would be impossible to miss.
