Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth eight killings again
In Siberia in March, the wind is still biting, and the last snow before the weather gets warmer has finally fallen.
The snowflakes mixed with the rain made the visibility very low, and some unpaved roads were even muddy. The bad weather prevented helicopters from taking off. Troops continued to enter Siberia, and the search work also became complicated.
It became difficult.
However, all major transportation routes in and out of the Siberian province have been tightly blocked by military police. They used the location of the training camp as the center point and narrowed the encirclement from more than 200 kilometers away from the outside.
"Cheer up, everyone, the murderer of the general is probably in this area!"
More than 80 kilometers away from the black market boxing training camp, a company of soldiers formed a fan-shaped search here. Since Lovsky's death, the area 100 kilometers around the training camp has been listed as a key area.
The Kremlin deployed almost two armies here.
"Hell, how can we find the murderer in such weather? I bet that man must have gone into the mountains."
A soldier with the rank of First Class slipped to the ground, his face and body covered with mud. His body was shivering when the cold wind blew. He couldn't help complaining after he stood up.
Siberia has a radius of several thousand kilometers and is vast and sparsely populated, especially with several mountain ranges. If one digs into the old forest, it is impossible for them to search all the places one by one.
"Joseph, shut your mouth. If the murderer is not found, we will all be thrown into the ice and snow to guard the border!"
A man with the rank of captain glared at the superior soldier fiercely. Not many people knew about the news of Lovsky's death. Their army belonged to the special brigade under the direct jurisdiction of the military region, so they knew more about it.
"Damn the weather!"
After hearing the captain's words, Joseph closed his mouth tightly. However, his foot slipped and he fell heavily again. This time the fall was quite hard, and it seemed that he hurt his waist and hip. Joseph struggled a little, but it turned out that
Couldn't get up.
Cursing in a low voice, Joseph was about to call for help when the pupils of his eyes suddenly widened because he found that the lights around his body intertwined in the heavy rain suddenly flickered, and a figure appeared among his
As the comrades walked among them, familiar faces fell to the ground one by one.
There was no sound from all the movements, and the fallen man could not even make a cry for help or scream. It was like a black and white movie. Joseph felt a creepy feeling in his heart when he watched it, as if the god of death had come to the world.
Harvesting people's lives.
There was a sound of "Bang!" and the rain hit Joseph's face. When he opened his eyes again, he saw the captain's pale face, his eyes lifeless, and what made Joseph collapse was
, underneath the head, the captain’s body was not seen.
"Devil, devil!"
Joseph could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. He picked up the gun and pulled the trigger at the figure that seemed to be dancing in the rain. "Click, click, click", the sound of the gun could be heard far away in the open field.
But what made Joseph despair was that he did not hit the man, and the next moment he pulled the trigger, the long barrel of the submachine gun in his hand suddenly bent and could no longer fire a bullet.
Fear was like a big hand, tightly grasping Joseph's heart, causing him to almost completely suffocate. The veins in his hands were exposed, and he tried in vain to hold on to the useless submachine gun in his hand, as if he was grasping.
Live like a life-saving straw.
At this time, Joseph no longer cared about the pain in his waist, and subconsciously crawled to the side. But as soon as he raised his head, he suddenly found a tall Westerner standing in front of him, holding a sharp knife in his hand.
Open the machete, and the rain is washing the blood on it to the ground.
As the gunfire rang out, the team that was originally searching in a fan-shaped pattern also realized that something was wrong. Only then did they realize that their comrades beside them had fallen to the ground at some point.
As if he was afraid of being surrounded, the man did not chop the machete on Joseph's neck. After a slight hesitation, he turned back and ran backwards, and his body quickly disappeared into the darkness and heavy rain.
There was a burst of hurried shouting, and just a few minutes later, the roaring sounds of several armored vehicle engines came over, and several headlights penetrated the rain mixed with snowflakes, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.
"vomit!"
When they saw the situation clearly, the soldiers who arrived behind couldn't help but vomited loudly, because what appeared in front of them was a hellish scene.
In front of them, corpses lay staggered here and there. Almost all the corpses had lost their heads. I'm afraid this was the reason why they couldn't cry out. The heads that rolled to the ground almost all had their eyes glaring with anger and determination.
.
Within an area of more than thirty meters, the ground was completely dyed red with blood. Even the rain from the sky could not wash away the blood. The thick smell of blood filled everyone's nose. This whole situation was like hell. It was a psychological quality.
No matter how good the veteran is, he can feel the acid in his stomach churning, and he can't help but vomit.
"General!"
When a burly middle-aged Russian officer got off the armored vehicle, those who were bent over and vomiting stood up straight and gave a military salute to the visitor.
"Understand the number of casualties and find survivors!" The person who came was none other than Victor, the captain of the Special Forces Brigade of the Siberian Military Region. Although he only had jurisdiction over a regiment of more than a thousand troops, his military rank was that of major general. He was also Love
A direct descendant of Ski.
Although he had participated in the Chechen War and had personally massacred civilians in villages during missions, Victor's stomach twitched when he saw the scene in front of him, sour water burst out of his mouth, and he almost died.
His soldiers vomited it out.
This scene was too bloody. Almost all the dead people had lost their heads. Dozens of headless corpses and heads with wide-eyed eyes made the atmosphere here extremely weird, and the depressed people almost went crazy.
"General, sixty-eight people died, three of them were frightened to death, and twelve others were very emotionally unstable..."
After more than half an hour of statistics, the results came out. Sixty-eight people died in this squadron, which is part of the special forces brigade of the military region. Almost half of its personnel were reduced. In addition, more than ten people suffered from mental breakdown. No matter how others asked, they couldn't tell.
What happened just now?
"Pass my order to mobilize heavy firepower weapons and continue the search. We must find the enemy. I will report to the Kremlin immediately!"
Hearing this number, Vidocq's face twitched. These were the elite special forces soldiers he selected from the entire Siberian Military Region, but in this short period of time, sixty people were killed like pigs and sheep.
Many people, no less than a slap in the face to Vidocq.
One after another photos of the scene were sent to the Kremlin, which caused another earthquake in the Kremlin. No one could have imagined that that man was so bold. Even when facing hundreds of thousands of troops, he still
Dare to do such a thing.
This even made the Kremlin suspect that it was not a single person who entered Russia, but an elite special forces force. After a few orders were issued, the troops stationed on the Russian border immediately entered a state of first-level alert—
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As the captain of the Special Operations Group of the Far East Military Region, Vidocq undoubtedly has many privileges. He has the right to mobilize troops of the same rank as him when performing tasks. Therefore, after Vidocq gave the order, several people nearby
The division's troops began to move in this direction.
A tent for the marching headquarters was set up, and more than a dozen Russian officers with the rank of general gathered here, all with serious faces. After looking at the photos, they realized that the enemy they were facing
, it seems that it cannot be guessed using common sense.
A map was hung in the middle of the tent. Victor marked their location with a red arrow and said: "I don't mean to exaggerate, but you all know that Siberia is a vast territory, and the search team can only be a company in size at most."
Unit, the fact is that a company of people simply cannot withstand the opponent’s attack!”
A man with the same rank of major general stood up and said: "General Victor, it's raining and snowing outside, and the visibility is too low. The enemy is in the dark, but we are exposed in the open, making it easier for the enemy to sneak attack, so I suggest
Block off the main roads and wait until dawn before conducting a search!"
Since the end of the Vietnam War, although there are still some local conflicts around the world, the number of deaths of soldiers from various countries has been greatly reduced.
Just like the ongoing war in Afghanistan during this period, the US military only suffered dozens of casualties. Compared with this, the incident in Russia was simply appalling, and even these generals could not accept it.
"General Maxim, I know your opinion is right, but I have no authority to issue an order to stop the search!"
After hearing the major general's words, Victor smiled bitterly and shook his head. The dead soldiers were all his subordinates. How could he not feel distressed? However, no matter how many casualties there were, he would not dare to stop the action.
Come down.
"The search can only be conducted in battalions and regiments, and each unit must be equipped with heavy firepower weapons."
General Maxim did not insist on his opinion. He knew that Lovesky's death would definitely make the master of the Kremlin angry.
I don't know if it was because of the change in the search strategy that the enemy who caused the killing never appeared again, and the snowstorm also stopped.
