The first four hundred and ninety chapters pull life hanging by a thread
About seven or eight minutes later, Yuan Biao led his troops and quickly arrived near Sanhe Street and Tiandi Street. According to the tasks assigned by Lu Zhen, he quickly cleaned up the area, including high spots, sewers and buildings.
All hidden places were carefully investigated.
After all areas were confirmed to be correct, Yuan Biao reported to his superiors.
In the last mission to assassinate Tan Hengqiang, due to an ambush, the combat team of more than 100 people brought by Yuan Biao lost nearly 70%, and only more than 30 people returned in the end. In order to complete the mission, he had no choice but to
Some people were transferred from outside to supplement the work.
On this mission, Yuan Biao brought a total of more than 60 people, plus more than 20 people brought by Yu Mingyuan, the total number was about 80 people.
At this time, the entire street was empty, and there was no one except them. Yuan Biao ordered his troops to stand along both sides of the street. He, Yu Mingyuan and others hid in an alley, observing the surroundings.
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At this moment, Brother Qiu looked at the street and couldn't help but guess: "The public channel is locked, point-to-point communication is carried out, and now we are asked to clear the streets here... I estimate that there are 100% big shots coming from
Passing by this way.”
Hearing this, a young man under Yuan Biao was startled and muttered: "The one who stepped on the horse next door...isn't it the foreign minister who wants to leave from this way?"
The companion next to him followed up and said, "It's possible. Our captain Yuan is a member of Lu Zhen and is deeply trusted. It's possible that they really leave from this way."
They were chatting in low voices, but Yuan Biao waved his hand and said, "Don't talk."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent and continued to wait.
About five minutes later, Lu Zhen's voice sounded again in the communicator: "Special Operations Team 1, please pay attention! A convoy will pass by you in a while, protect their safety, remember not to make any noise, and pay attention to the surroundings.
My spirit is tense!"
Yuan Biao nodded and replied: "Received!"
After the communication was hung up, everyone nearby couldn't help but get excited. One of them couldn't help but licked his lips and said: "Fuck, you really came here on horseback!"
About two minutes later, a convoy appeared from a distant street intersection. There were about seven or eight vehicles, covered in dust, and speeding down the street.
And the one in the middle is the bulletproof vehicle that the Foreign Minister of District 1 used to ride in before.
Seeing this scene, Yu Mingyuan, who was squatting in the alley, straightened up and his eyes turned red.
Beside him, Brother Qiu quickly jumped into the turbulent room on the left, waved to the people inside and shouted: "Here we come, RPG!"
"brush!"
Four soldiers squatting on the ground, hunched over and carrying RPGs, approached. In order to stay hidden, they deliberately kept a certain distance from the windows, hiding their entire bodies in the dark.
In this way, they can see the bright street scene through the window, but people outside cannot see them.
"Snapped!"
They opened the RPG's scope and nervously waited for the launch opportunity.
At this moment, Yuan Biao was squatting in the alley, staring at the row of motorcades, thinking about something.
Brother Qiu also stared at the convoy, with his palms raised high in the air and sweat on his forehead, waiting for the convoy to enter the shooting range.
On the other side, Yuan Biao subconsciously looked back at Brother Qiu and the others, and then looked back at the convoy again. For some reason, he suddenly started running, his body as flexible as a cheetah, quickly crossing the alley, pressing down with one hand, and turned over
He jumped over the window sill into the house and shouted to Brother Qiu: "Don't move!"
Brother Qiu was stunned for a moment, pointed outside and asked, "That's the foreign minister's car, why don't you move it?"
Yuan Biao waved his hand and said: "If you believe me, don't move and let them pass."
Brother Qiu frowned and said, "Are you kidding? What do you think the purpose of our coming here is?"
Yuan Biao pointed to the ground and whispered: "The foreign minister may not be in the car."
Brother Qiu asked: "Why do you judge like this?"
Yuan Biao replied: "Intuition!"
Brother Qiu looked at him speechlessly, with a fire in his head, and couldn't help but reply: "Are you talking nonsense to me? There are so many of us, risking our lives to fight here, and now you tell me your intuition?"
Yuan Biao spoke very firmly: "Believe in my intuition. My intuition has saved me many times."
The target was right in front of him, and Brother Qiu responded urgently: "Your bullshit intuition caused all your comrades to be captured."
"That horse riding is not a matter of intuition, it is a matter of wrong information!" Yuan Biao gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger and said: "First, I understand Lu Zhen; second, your opponent will never give in.
You are so comfortable. This is all so natural! And have you noticed that there are no assisting defense forces around us? Since it is such an important task to escort the foreign minister, it is impossible to arrange this section of the road for us to defend."
Brother Qiu frowned even deeper when he heard this.
Yuan Biao said again: "Trust my intuition!"
Brother Qiu looked at the convoy getting closer and closer on the street, and whispered: "If you guessed wrong, the person sitting in that car is really the foreign minister, and our mission will be a complete failure. Once he leaves Dragon City, he will return to
The camp in the rear is full of soldiers from District 1, so we never have a chance to take action."
Yuan Biao pointed at himself and said: "Don't worry, I still have a way, you believe me."
The two looked at each other, refusing to give in. The motorcade was getting closer, and the sound of tires scraping could already be heard in their ears.
At this moment, Yu Mingyuan, who had been silent, finally spoke: "Listen to Yuan Biao."
When Brother Qiu heard this, he said nothing and waved his hand behind him.
The four soldiers immediately stepped back and put down the RPG they were carrying.
"Buzzing..."
Immediately afterwards, there was a roar of car engines outside, and the motorcade passed quickly along the street.
Three seconds later, Yuan Biao picked up the communicator and said: "This is the first team of the special operations team. The convoy has completed its passage and has left our area. Please give instructions!"
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At the same time, in a dilapidated building near Hantang Street.
Lu Zhen stood in the corridor, tapping his fingers lightly on his thigh, listening to Yuan Biao's report coming from the communicator, paused and said to him: "Stand where you are!"
"yes!"
The communication was hung up, and Kong Zhenghui next to him hurriedly asked: "How many have been eliminated?"
Lu Zhen thought for a moment and said: "Eighty percent have been ruled out, and there are still a few points that I have not been given feedback on."
Kong Zhenghui paused and said, "Don't be in a hurry. Just wait a little longer. The other party will definitely be very patient."
After the words fell, the secretary of the foreign minister next to him said eagerly: "We can't wait any longer! The situation is quite critical now. I just received the news that Lao Mo's troops have also come out. The Longcheng rebels' offensive is also very fierce.
We must leave now and we cannot risk the foreign minister staying here."
Hearing this, Lu Zhen nodded slowly, thought for a moment and said: "Okay, then we will evacuate according to the planned plan and notify the base."
After saying that, Lu Zhen and the foreign minister's secretary turned and left. Kong Zhenghui thought for a moment and followed them.
…
In a dormitory building at the frontline base of the First Corps.
Five young men wearing combat uniforms were all standing in front of the window. They were Yuan Biao's subordinates. They were not selected for this mission, so they stayed at the base, but they all wore combat uniforms for some reason.
One of the young men, holding a high-power military telescope in his hand, quickly looked around.
Although the base of the First Corps is not small in size, most of the troops' camps are established outside the city, while the general headquarters is established in an occupied town.
Therefore, the surrounding buildings are a bit complicated, but the view from the dormitory building is very good and is not affected at all.
After a while, a row of military vehicles appeared in the young man's field of vision. He looked carefully at the numbers on the convoy and said, "They are soldiers from Buyi Company, the Mechanical Regiment directly under the headquarters."
The companion next to him frowned and thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Bu Yi Company? That's probably not the case. It's unlikely that an infantry company will go for this kind of mission. The speed is too slow and there may not be enough time."
"Um……"
The young man held the telescope and continued to watch.
Soon, he suddenly noticed that near the headquarters building, there was a large group of soldiers wearing Army Special Forces combat uniforms, about a hundred people, running very fast towards the helicopter base next to them.
The young man's eyes lit up: "The Army Special Forces are dispatched. The possibility is very high on their side. Let Lao Liu and the others go over and give it a try."
"Okay!" The companion next to him immediately picked up the phone.
…
Near the base of the First Corps, the compound of the Military Service Society.
"Du-du-du--"
The piercing siren kept sounding, and an officer was shouting through the loudspeaker in Chinese and English: "The war has escalated, please all family members of the Military Service Association to take our vehicles and leave this area immediately! Repeat, the war has escalated, please...
…”
A large number of family members were packing their luggage and, under the cover of the soldiers, hurriedly left the room and ran towards the motorcade.
In a room, Xiaoyan heard the shouting outside and sat unmoved on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and looking at her phone quietly.
…
Five minutes later, the helicopter base next to the 1st Corps headquarters.
About twenty young men wearing Yuan Biao's team's special combat uniforms, carrying tactical bags and firearms, ran very fast towards the helicopter formation.
Not far away, an officer from the Army Special Forces saw them and immediately walked over and yelled: "Stop, what are you doing?"
In the team, a young man nicknamed Lao Liu saluted him and then said loudly: "Sir, we are members of the first team of the Chinese Corps Special Operations Team. We have received the order and are preparing for reinforcements! You are
Are you going to Dragon City? Can you take us with you?"
The other party was startled for a moment, pointed at his chest, and said arrogantly: "Didn't you see our military emblem? How could you group of non-staff personnel act with us? Get out of here!"
Lao Liu glanced at him and cursed angrily: "Arrogant guy!"
After saying that, he led his team members and turned around and left the helicopter base.
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Thirty seconds later, at the intersection of Sanhe Street.
In a dilapidated house, Yuan Biao held a communicator in his hand and leaned against the wall in silence.
"Boss!"
At this time, a subordinate ran over quickly and said in a very fast tone: "There is movement over there at the base. It is most likely that the Army Special Forces are coming over in an air formation."
Yuan Biao immediately turned around and asked him, "Are you sure?"
The other party nodded: "Our people have already been confirmed."
Yuan Biao was shocked, turned to look at Yu Mingyuan, and said with straight eyes: "Let's not move yet, let your second team do this..."
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At the same time, the Military Service Co.
"Dip Lingling!"
The phone on the table rang, and Xiaoyan immediately opened the answer button: "Hello... um, um... okay, I understand..."
After chatting, she hung up the phone and quickly left the room.