Retroliser
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- Sep 6, 2018
- 482
Before the ACV-SW was struck by the LAW, it was able to fire a shot directly at the front door of the embassy. Very little remained of the door or the reception area behind it, however very little remained of the ACV-SW once the LAW struck it, and its ammunition, causing the vehicle, and its occupants, to explode in a catastrophic manner. The 3 Ejder APCs rolled into position and loaded up their respective weapons. Along with their basic armament of a heavy machine gun, two of the APCs possessed a 25mm autocannon, while the third had a 40mm automatic grenade launcher.
Mercilessly, the three vehicles began blasting away at the windows. The 25mm shells rip through the walls of the embassy as the people firing them attempt to mow down the defenders. Meanwhile, the 40mm grenade launcher chucked multiple high explosive grenades through the now shattered windows, causing the building to shake with explosions.
"Papa! I'm scared!" A young woman cradling her one year old son sobbed to The Sultan. "We're going to die!"
With tears rolling down his cheeks, Süleyman pulled his daughter and grandson into a comforting embrace.
"Have no fear, my child!" He begged. "If surrendering myself to them will stop them from attacking these charitable Bosniaks, I am prepared to make that sacrifice."
After gently kissing the foreheads of his children and grandchildren, he gave his wife a soft kiss on the lips, before saying his farewell.
"Stay strong," He said. "As long as you have faith in God, you will be safe."
With a heavy heart, he ascended the stairs leading to the basement. Noticing that the room had been trashed by explosions and gunfire, he dropped to his knees and began to crawl through the ruined embassy in search of the ambassador to relay his decision to surrender. He would rather surrender himself and die, than live and let the embassy security detail perish in the act of protecting him.
Mercilessly, the three vehicles began blasting away at the windows. The 25mm shells rip through the walls of the embassy as the people firing them attempt to mow down the defenders. Meanwhile, the 40mm grenade launcher chucked multiple high explosive grenades through the now shattered windows, causing the building to shake with explosions.
"Papa! I'm scared!" A young woman cradling her one year old son sobbed to The Sultan. "We're going to die!"
With tears rolling down his cheeks, Süleyman pulled his daughter and grandson into a comforting embrace.
"Have no fear, my child!" He begged. "If surrendering myself to them will stop them from attacking these charitable Bosniaks, I am prepared to make that sacrifice."
After gently kissing the foreheads of his children and grandchildren, he gave his wife a soft kiss on the lips, before saying his farewell.
"Stay strong," He said. "As long as you have faith in God, you will be safe."
With a heavy heart, he ascended the stairs leading to the basement. Noticing that the room had been trashed by explosions and gunfire, he dropped to his knees and began to crawl through the ruined embassy in search of the ambassador to relay his decision to surrender. He would rather surrender himself and die, than live and let the embassy security detail perish in the act of protecting him.