In the early morning, the rain stopped and the sky became slightly brighter.
Near the village of Tuwadi, soldiers from the third platoon of the special operations company were already on alert around the area, and fire points and snipers were deployed at nearby heights and at good lookout positions.
A Mi-17 helicopter appeared on the side of the mountain, and in a blink of an eye it had arrived on a flat land near the entrance of the village.
Under the huge belly of the plane, Johnny and his comrades were blinded by the strong wind caused by the propeller.
Sandy was lying on a stretcher, face up.
At this time, his mental state was still in that dissociated state. When he woke up, looking at the church that had been razed to the ground, his mind went blank.
Where is this?
What am I doing?
Even if he tried his best to remember, he still couldn't remember why he was here.
He saw a stump on the ground.
It was a hand, cut off about ten centimeters from the wrist. Under the light of the fire, the blood and the badly beaten skin formed a chilling contrast.
He quickly raised his hands.
fine.
The hands are still there...
But for some unknown reason or for what purpose, Sandy crawled over, subconsciously picked up his hand, and stuffed it into the hanging bag on the right side of the tactical vest - that thing was originally used to quickly change ammunition during combat.
Empty magazines are stored behind the magazine.
Later, Sandy fainted again.
Now, he woke up again and saw the belly of the huge Mi-17.
He had sat on this thing before, but this was the first time he lay on his back on a stretcher and looked up from this angle.
He didn't know why, but it reminded him of the cow's belly he had at home when he was a child.
Soon, Li Zheng and Tong Zhi got off the helicopter and ran straight over here.
Next to Sandy's stretcher, Tong Zhi skillfully checked Sandy's injuries, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said: "There are no external injuries, just some scratches. This guy's life is good. But he was rushed to the hospital. I don't know if there is internal bleeding."
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After that, he waved his hand and asked Johnny and the others to carry Sandy onto the plane.
Sandy suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Zheng.
Li Zheng was stunned.
Sandy's eyes were a little dazed, his pupils seemed like out-of-focus lenses, and his mouth opened a few times. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.
"What are you going to say?" Li Zheng put his ear to Sandy's mouth.
Sandy's lips moved a few times, but still no words came out.
Tong Zhi said: "He has a concussion, which is a bit serious. He is currently aphasic and will need some recovery time."
Li Zheng asked Tong Zhi: "How long will it take?"
Tong Zhi said: "I'm not a professional military doctor, how do I know? It can take at least a day, or more is hard to say."
"Have a good rest." Li Zheng patted Sandy, who was a little anxious, and comforted him: "Don't worry about things here."
Diesel and a group of army officers hurriedly got off the plane and headed straight to the village.
Li Zheng called Johnny and the others to send Sandy away, and he and Tong Zhi also followed into the village.
There was a big fuss.
The losses were also heavy.
The church is a trap.
Someone planted high explosives inside and made a deception device.
At present, we don’t know what the triggering mode is and how it is triggered by others.
Diesel's face was as white as paper.
He is now pressed against the crater.
I thought it was a good opportunity to show off and take the lead, but I didn't expect that the Army's Special Forces Company had directly lost a platoon of troops. Twelve people died and more than twenty people were injured.
Seeing his look like a lost dog, Li Zheng, who was already furious, restrained himself from getting angry at him.
His identity is sensitive.
These soldiers were trained by him, but after all, they only trained for more than two months and lacked experience.
If you were around any old guy, maybe this kind of tragedy wouldn't happen.
He warned Diesel, but he didn't listen.
The lives of more than a dozen soldiers were lost in this way.
It's just that as a foreign teacher, he is just a guest here. After all, the affairs of other people's military are their own business and it is not convenient for them to interfere.
The church was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke. This was not the smell of charcoal fire left after the firewood burned out. Tong Zhi and Li Zheng smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke mixed in.
The roof of the entire church was blown off, and there were only some walls in front of it at a corner slightly far away from the explosion point. The remaining three walls were only ruins.
The most terrible thing is not these, but the smell of blood mixed in it.
Li Zheng saw something sticky on the remaining wall.
When I went up to see it, it turned out to be minced meat...
He couldn't help but feel his stomach churn.
"What?" Tong Zhi noticed the unnatural expression on Li Zheng's face: "This is the scene. If you feel uncomfortable, go for a walk and take a breath."
Although Li Zheng has participated in actual combat, he has never tried such a scene.
When a bullet hits a person, the most it can make is a hole.
And here...
I can't find a complete one.
The church is now full of people, and the Army has sent many people from support departments here to check the scene.
But in Li Zheng's opinion, this is indeed sad.
What any action lacks is never the hindsight, let alone the lack of people arriving at the scene after the accident.
Rather, the initial intelligence analysis must be accurate.
Any intelligence agency is extremely critical to special forces.
The accuracy of an excellent intelligence analysis and intelligence network is often linked to the lives of soldiers.
However, in countries like W, there are no professionals in the intelligence department, and all orders and operational command are entirely up to the superiors.
Superiors are no better than those in the technical department, just like Diesel, how high-spirited he was when he arrived at the company base last night?
It's just that the loss of intelligence has caused Diesel to look like a dead dog now.
At least that's what Li thinks.
All items left behind after the explosion were gathered together by search personnel at the scene.
There is actually nothing to see inside the church.
At an explosion site, the first thing you see is the crater on the ground.
The size of the crater, the distance in front of you, and the distance of the splash range can all determine the power of the explosive.
In the center of the church, in front of the altar, there is a pit about half a meter deep and about 2 meters in diameter.
This kind of power is at least the explosive power of 3KG of TNT.
Who put 3KG of high explosives here?
Li Zheng stopped in front of the collected items. He squatted down and looked at the remnants collected by the Army Logistics and Technical Department on the ground one by one.
The evidence speaks for itself.
The remaining items can also speak.
He lost a platoon.
A full row.
Company Commander Sandy is still lying in the hospital.
Li Zheng could not but treat it with caution.
The collection place was a tent with a plastic sheet on the floor. Everything collected from the church - except for the slimy meat - was here.
Li Zheng and Tong Zhi looked through it one by one.
The bombed and deformed gun...
A bulletproof vest that was deformed by bombing...
The bombed and deformed radio station...
There are also some damaged clothes and backpacks.
Of course, none of them are complete, at most they are fragments.