In front of the dim explosion-proof door, Captain Culp, who had changed into electrical worker clothes and was slightly disguised, was hiding in the shadow behind the table with the short and powerful AKS74U submachine gun in his hand, staring at the locked door not far away with a wary expression.
The explosion-proof door also exposed his back defenselessly to the soldiers wearing German camouflage and holding German weapons in their hands.
The man who led the charge glanced at Culp, who was hiding in the shadows and seemed ready to shoot at any time, with an undisguised look of ridicule on his serious face.
Snapping his fingers at Culp from a distance, the German asked in English, "What's going on?"
Soon, the soldiers who followed him translated this sentence into Chechen.
Karp coughed all over, put down the weapon in his hand, and replied in a hoarse voice, "I don't know" in Chechen.
"Is someone coming?" the soldier in charge of translating asked proactively.
"No"
Seeing that the other party did not question his voice, Culp coughed a few more times and continued to answer in Chechen with a slight mountain accent in a hoarse voice, "None, I'm fed up with the loud voices of those Polish bastards."
, so I locked the door as usual before going to bed, and the door has not been opened until now."
While talking, Culp also picked up the handwheel that Rezli had removed not long ago from under the bed and handed it to the other party, "I guarantee that no one has opened that door."
After the soldier finished translating, the 30-year-old soldier in the lead waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately occupied the left and right sides of the blast door in a very standard CQB tactical formation, obviously ready to open the door.
The soldier who was responsible for translating also took the hand wheel handed over by Culp, installed it, and quickly shook it to open the lock of the explosion-proof door.
Seeing that no one was watching him, Culp also picked up the wine bottle on the bed and unscrewed it. He first brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it vigorously. Then he took a sip from the boss. Then he held the wine bottle in one hand and the gun in the other and hurried.
Before the Germans opened the door completely, they returned to Captain Ruslan and others.
"The old British 5-man team formation, two groups to suppress and one group to attack." Culp, who seemed to be watching the excitement, leaned against the buzzing power generation equipment and murmured as he looked at the blast door that had been opened in the distance.
He muttered to himself and gave his own evaluation.
"It also has a strong sauerkraut flavor"
Captain Ruslan, who was also leaning on the power generation equipment but looking at the situation outside the half-open iron door, took the wine bottle from the former and joked in a low voice without concealing it, "It should be those from gsg9
Girls, um...old girls with more experience."
"It sure looks like them"
Culp kicked the equipment where Wei Ran and others were hiding with his heel, "Wait a little longer, wait until the information is released, and then arrest them."
"Outside the door"
Ruslan took another sip of vodka and handed the bottle to Culp beside him. When the latter looked outside the iron door, he spoke faster and whispered, "Pay attention to the two doors diagonally to the right.
The sign on it."
"Did you see the two rooms with the N logo?" "Yes," Ruslan replied in a low voice.
Carl paused and read out the words written in white paint on the two doors in English - "Studio" and "Powdering Room".
However, what really attracted attention was what was on the shelf in the middle of the door of the two rooms. Not only were various styles of Russian military uniforms hung on it, but there were also several handcuffs and several headscarves that seemed to be used for hooding.
Black cloth pocket.
Before the two captains could say anything else, two consecutive explosions were faintly heard from the direction of the explosion-proof door, followed by several short gunshots.
"It seems that someone has been tricked," Captain Culp said in a low voice with gloating, "Do you think it's the Chechens or the Germans?"
"Would you like to place a directional mine opposite the explosion-proof door?" Ruslan suggested in response to the question, "With luck, maybe we can keep those Germans behind."
"Keep them for now, it's not worth fighting for them. Our appearance fee is not that low."
Before Captain Culp finished speaking, he was equally fake.
Agni and Serge, pretending to be electric workers, each used the wrench in their hands to lightly tap the power generation equipment next to them.
Before the knocking stopped, the two captains had stopped chatting and started working around the power generation equipment.
A moment later, the German team ran back in disgrace. In the center of the team, they were carrying three wounded people who were wailing and a corpse.
Behind them, there were several Chechen soldiers, each carrying a few wounded and following them.
No need to ask, just looking at the dense wounds on their bodies and the stench that permeated the team, even Wei Ran, who was lying in the shadow of the equipment, could tell that these unlucky ghosts were probably arranged by Feishenke.
The directional mine next to the mercenary prisoner Jala was affected.
Whether it is the unnumbered team led by captains Culp and Ruslan, or the Germans outside, or the French mercenaries, American mercenaries, Chechen soldiers, even Afghan lunatics or even a passing wild man.
dog.
Everyone is equal when it comes to facing directional mines. If they discover it and dodge it, then nothing will happen. If they don't find it and can't dodge it, then the difference is only maiming or killing them.
As for whether directional mines can be detected, there are too many objective factors. To give a vivid example, this kind of thing is similar to a team of experienced deminers and an equal number of huskies without tethers crossing the same minefield.
Just because you can find it doesn't mean that other people or dogs walking with you can find it. But as long as it is triggered, those directional mines don't care whether it is a person or a dog standing in the 180-degree fan in front of them, let alone whether they have noticed you.
"Do you need our help?"
When these disgraced Germans got closer, Captain Culp asked in Chechen language with gestures. At the same time, he glanced pitifully at the soldier who helped translate not long ago. He came and went in less than ten minutes.
By the time it arrived, his body was almost cut into a sieve by the directional mine.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The leading soldier, whose feet were still stained with various excrements, roughly pushed away the enthusiastic Culp and led his men in strides.
Passed through the iron door.
Watching these Germans and the noisy Chechens behind them pass through the power room, there were unbearable smiles in the eyes of the people hiding everywhere.
However, not long after, another group of soldiers carrying various weapons and sandbags pushed open the iron door and rushed towards the blast door, cursing.
No need to ask, you can already guess the origins of these people just by looking at the Polish-made AK rifles in their hands.
What Wei Ran and others didn't expect was that the Poles were indeed unwelcome wherever they went. Although they chose the right team in this war, they were obviously assigned the most boring job - guarding the blast doors.
.
Watching the crowd of nearly 20 people in the team go to the other side of the explosion-proof door, which is relatively quiet. The two captains, Culp and Ruslan, looked at each other. The former carried the AKS74U and walked towards the explosion-proof door next to it.
There was a table and a single bed by the door, while Ruslan greeted Agni. The two of them each took down the Soviet lunch boxes hanging on the wall, and picked up two hot water bottles that were only issued by Soviet tank and armor soldiers.
While talking to each other in Chechen, they pushed open the iron door and walked out.
And in the shadow gap between the dangerous and noisy power generation equipment and the oil storage tank, Weiyan, Lezli and Feishenk who were hiding here looked at each other, but they could only take them out of their backpacks.
With a blanket covering their bodies, they each stared at the electronic watches on their wrists, patiently waiting for the order to take action.
About half an hour later, Ruslan and Agni walked back to the noisy power plant carrying lunch boxes and kettles. Seeing this, Serge, who was also dressed as a worker, immediately blocked the iron door with a chair, and Wei Ransan
When the man got out of the gap where he was hiding, Serge had already replaced Captain Culp who was staring at the blast door.
"The underground air defense bunker outside is not big, but it is very strong."
After Vice-Captain Ruslan waited for everyone to gather around, he dipped his finger in jam and drew a slightly scrawled "
” prefix, pointing to the far left end, he said, “This is our location. Next door to us is a boiler room with a high degree of electrification.
It was burning natural gas that was still in supply. But there was no one inside, and I suspect two of us were boiler workers."
After a brief pause, Ruslan continued, "Go to the right from where we are and the boiler room. On the left side of the first intersection, the dealers on both sides of the passage are either the offices of journalists or mercenaries.
dormitory."
"In the middle of the two intersections, there are canteens and hospitals on both sides of the passage. Those people were sent there for treatment just now."
While Agni was speaking, he also opened the lunch box and took out some sausages, bacon and even slices of bread. "It's a completely self-service way for Chechens, Afghans, and Europeans."
We were all eating together. We just went over to get food, and no one paid any attention to us."
Ruslan moved his finger slightly to the right, pointed to the second intersection and said, "The left hand side of this intersection seems to be a warehouse, but only two people can be seen there holding the handle, and the road sign shows that it leads to the city center. Market direction."
"So where can I go out?" Feishenke's eyes immediately lit up. "Further confirmation is needed."
Ruslan typed the cursive words written on the table, "The second intersection has stairs leading directly to the ground, and the flow of people is relatively frequent. The right hand side of this intersection is the passage leading to the Presidential Palace, and it is at least wider than the left hand side, which serves as a warehouse. The passage is twice as big. There are even rusty railroad tracks on the ground, and there are also many Ural motorcycles parked.
But there are also Chechens guarding there, and what can be seen are at least two cross-fire defense points, and the stairs leading to the ground are separated by barbed wire, but there seems to be an independent elevator inside the barbed wire."
Moving his finger to the right again, Ruslan pointed to the right end of the cursive head and finally said, "This passage leads to the Labor Memorial Hall and the Petroleum Research Institute, but there are also many guards there, so we can't get too close. .”
"But we must occupy the warehouse on the left side of the second intersection."
Captain Culp seemed to have already thought of a countermeasure after Ruslan's introduction, "That's a very critical position, and it's the only place we can capture quietly besides here."
"I also think so"
Ruslan nodded in agreement, "If we can blow up that intersection and the power room where we are, we can at least destroy this news center.
If we can confirm that the target person is in the presidential palace, block the passage and send a signal to Leva, maybe we can complete this mission."
"Lezri" Culp looked at the demolitionist next to him, "How much explosives are needed to blow up this place?"
"If it were just here, the fuel in the oil storage tank would be enough." Rezli pointed to the oil tank not far away, "Even lack of oxygen can kill everyone here, and after being burned at high temperature, this place will also A landslide occurs and the door we came from is completely blocked. If the explosion-proof door is not closed by then, it may ignite the methane gas further away, but that will undoubtedly kill many innocent people."
Looking at the simple terrain map on the desktop and thinking for a while, Rezri continued, "The key point is the second intersection. If we blow it up, we will not only face the trouble of enemies from three directions, but also need to have enough high-performance explosives." That’s it, otherwise it would be meaningless.”
"But I'm afraid we can't replace the people guarding the warehouse," Agni reminded with a frown, "The guards there seem to be very familiar with each other, unlike places like the boiler room and power generation room that are usually not important at all."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "And those two people need to stand guard at the entrance of that passage." Ruslan added, "I guess they are probably the guards of those two passages. They He was just sent to guard the passage."
"What if we just sneak into their warehouse?"
Feishenke asked abruptly, "Since it is a warehouse that supplies such an underground air defense system, and since there are two teams of Chechens guarding different passages at the door, I guess the situation in the warehouse must be strict on the outside and loose on the inside. At least those two
It is very likely that a person standing guard will not be able to...
No, I'm afraid they don't have the right to inspect the warehouse at all, so as long as they can avoid the initial sight, they can hide in and hide.
You shouldn’t be discovered there. Captain, I think I can give it a try.”
"According to your guess, there might be a warehouse manager there."
Wei Ran, who had not expressed an opinion throughout, reminded him, "A warehouse manager who doesn't need to stand guard."
"Victor is right."
Rezli took the initiative and said, "Let Fischenk and I go! I need to go to their warehouse to see if there are any usable explosives, and I also need to see the structure of the intersection with my own eyes." "Last question."
Ruslan hurriedly said before Culp could agree or refuse, "We need to know exactly whether our target is in the presidential palace. If he is not there, it won't make much sense even if we destroy this place."
"Let me think about it"
Culp wiped off the sketch on the table with his sleeve, "Hide it first. This war has just begun. We still have a lot of time."
"I don't know what the situation is like on the ground."
Feishenke murmured worriedly, not expecting anyone to answer his question, so he hid in the shadows with Wei Ran and Lezli again.
At the same time, Culp also called to Serge who was standing guard in the distance to monitor the explosion-proof door. After the three Weiyans were hidden, they carefully opened the iron door, and left the power room one after another as if nothing had happened, and went straight to the next door.
Boiler Room.
The night passed quietly with the ticking of the quartz clock on the wall. When the time came to 9:30 in the morning on January 2, 1995, the battle on the surface of the earth became brighter and brighter as the sun rose.
of tragedy.
Those hunting groups from Europe wandered among the ruins, hunting Russian soldiers who were scattered, defeated or even collapsed.
In the ruins of the buildings that only have their outlines left, the lunatics from the Imperial Cemetery are also using various cruel methods to wreak vengeance on the enemies who once invaded them.
In those dark and safe underground air defense systems, those hiding politicians, careerists, or former heroes are also coldly calculating the cold numbers reported, calculating the possibility of victory, the benefits that are about to be obtained, and those with ulterior motives.
Friends.
In the air-raid shelter a few meters or more than ten meters deep underground in the Chechen security department building occupied by hot-blooded Chechens and crazy Afghans, at this time, both sides of the spacious passage were particularly lively because of the arrival of a new day. At the same time, from two
The aroma of food wafting from the canteen in the middle of the intersection gradually spread, searching in the turbid but warm air, scratching the taste buds from all over the world.
At the end of the passage that almost no one paid attention to, at the door of the power room and boiler room, two workers were holding a wooden ladder, and they were replacing the incandescent lamp on the ceiling that was permanently extinguished due to unstable voltage.
Before that, three soldiers wearing 82 technical uniforms with white cloths wrapped around their arms had left the power room in batches in advance.
Almost as soon as the three people, who had distanced themselves horizontally, reached the stairway leading to the ground at the second intersection, at the farthest power room door behind them, they were sitting on the ladder, changing light bulbs in front of them.
In fact, Karp, who had been staring at the three of them, immediately winked at Ruslan, who was standing at the door of the power room, leaning against the door frame with a cup of coffee in his hand. The latter took a sip of coffee and lightly
He shook his heels lightly and knocked on the iron door.
After receiving the signal, machine gunner Serge immediately began to adjust the power of the power generation equipment at high speed.
Suddenly, due to unstable power, the lights in the passage outside immediately began to flicker on and off, and Culp, who was riding on the ladder, immediately and preparedly held the two wires on the lamp head together.
, and at the same time he also let out an exclamation!
Before the lightbulb in his hand fell to the ground, with a string of sparks "stabbing", the lighting system of the underground air-raid shelter was instantly extinguished due to an "accidental short circuit", and the entire underground passage was instantly plunged into darkness.
dark!
At the same time, Wei Ran, Feishenke and Lezli, who had closed their eyes in advance, immediately opened their eyes and faced the direction they had already spotted. Under the cover of the exclamations and curses of many people in the underground passage,
Danger after danger
Before the two guards took out their flashlights and turned them on, they ran into the passage on the left hand side of the second intersection filled with cargo boxes!
Almost at the same time that the three of them passed through the two guards who were sitting on chairs having breakfast, Serge in the power room also completed the five-second countdown and pushed the switch to send power again.
The lights that came on in the blink of an eye also made everyone in the underground air-raid shelter subconsciously cheer and cover their eyes with their hands as they subconsciously looked up at the ceiling.
But immediately afterwards, Serge in the power room once again interrupted the power supply to the lighting system!
In the second round of increasingly angry and dissatisfied yelling, the three Wei Ran people, who had already used the flash of light to see clearly, also got under the tarpaulin closest to them.
Just as Weiran was retracting his exposed boots into the tarpaulin, Serge in the power room pushed the switch again and supplied power, returning light to the darkness-creating bastards in the underground air-raid shelter.
Outside the power distribution room, Culp also replaced new light bulbs. At the same time, he cursed the idiot Chechen colleague named Rutherford in the power room in Chechen language at a very fast speed. At his feet, he was responsible for supporting
Ruslan, who was holding the ladder, also looked apologetically at the "European friends" wearing camouflage uniforms around him, repeating "Sorui" over and over again.
In the left passage of the second intersection that serves as a warehouse, Wei Ran, who was hiding under a tarpaulin, had already taken out his Mauser bayonet, carefully poked a hole in the thick tarpaulin, and raised his eyes to look at the situation outside.
Unfortunately, wherever he looked, all he could see were cargo boxes wrapped in bitter cloth next to each other.
Obviously, there is no need to use tarpaulins to prevent rain and snow in such an underground space. Since it is covered so tightly, it can only mean that these tarpaulins are used to block sight.
Carefully turning around and looking at the cargo box leaning against him, he took out the flashlight from the metal book, then took out the gloves from his pocket and put them on the head of the lamp.
Finally, he used a Mauser bayonet to cut off the index finger of the glove. When he got into the glove and turned on the switch, a small beam of weak light immediately emerged from the cut index finger of the glove.
With such a small and pitiful light, he could clearly see that the wooden containers piled up behind him, each one meter square, contained items specially stored one by one.
Soviet wooden ammunition box for transporting RPG rockets!
I carefully turned around and saw that there were not only ammunition boxes for rockets, but also wooden boxes specially designed to hold launch tubes!
"It's not like all the rockets here are..." Wei Ran turned off the flashlight and swallowed hard, then brought his eyes back to the hole he just poked, while holding the thick tarpaulin, carefully
Turning direction.
Soon, he saw more covered cargo boxes and a small room with dim lights.
