Early dawn broke, covering the desert with amber light. A week of preparation had sent the armored Iranian forces to Basrah, and accumulated forces amounted to 20,000 soldier and an armored brigade.
The Shi'a were waiting. Throwing themselves against the Kuwatis was insane if they weren't ready. Now they were ready.
Rumbling and buzzing, the Iranian T-72s, T-99s, and Zukus began their drive to Kuwait City. Hind helicopters circled like buzzards, and aircraft patroled the skies.
Sitting with General Rahamad in the APC, the trucks that surrounded him were full of militia. They were to be used to secure the oil depots and the cities of Kuwait. The United States had left several bunkers and forts around Kuwait, and Al-Kadir was charged with taking Fort Dunbar.

A rectangular fort outside of Kuwait City, the mines had been stripped away, all that remained (according to Google Earth) was a wall of cement.
Breaking away from the armored columns, Al-Kadir watched as the first truck drive to the gate, then explode in flames. Mortar rounds fell around the second and third trucks.
"Back, back!" Al Kadir yelled, and the trucks back away and out of range. Scouts moved in, and were sniped at. You consult the Iranian general and your director.
"We can bring in a T-99, but that may make the situation more complicated. They could have rockets, and that would destroy a tank. Tanks are rare things, and if the Saudi's strike back, every tank will be needed."
"We have some stinger rockets. We can fire them, break the cement wall apart, and move in quickly."
Which one.