The smoke was like a thick gray shroud, enveloping the entire dry riverbed canyon.
As Abu You led the assault team recklessly closer to the bulletproof Mercedes car that Masood was in, Barzani was experiencing one of the craziest decisions of his life behind a relatively safe rock cover on the eastern side of the battlefield.
"General! We can't hesitate any longer!"
The adjutant was almost crying as he pleaded.
His face was pale from blood loss and fear, but his eyes were fixed on his commander.
"Abu You's assault team is less than a hundred meters away from us! Their snipers are still picking targets! The two machine gun teams we positioned at the high ground are completely silent! General, if we leave now, we can still dash out through that gap on the east side! If we wait any longer, all of us will die here!"
