The staging area was a bombed-out crater, the ruins of what had once been a series of family housing units on the outskirts of Homs. Now, it was Al-Nusra’s command center for their Homs offensive. The city looked even more bombed out then Beirut had been back in the 80s. Buildings were now hollowed out skeletons, walls partially collapsed, floors pancaked on top of each other. Bullet holes were blasted everywhere. Larger holes signified tank or anti-tank fire. Homs had pretty much seen it all at this point.
The odd crack of gunfire could be heard as Nusra and the Syrian Army took pot shots at each other, but for the most part it was quiet in the early morning hours. The two forces were at a stalemate. They each held their lines throughout the city and only occasionally pushed forward, making small offensives here and there where they thought they saw an opening in the enemy’s defenses and could gain some ground.
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