Moshe Ka was gently pushed away by Chen Cao. She looked at Chen Cao with her big eyes and took two steps back gently. She was silent. She was a soldier herself, and she understood that Chen Cao was fulfilling his duties at this time.
A soldier's promise.
But what she didn't know was that Chen Cao was also fulfilling a man's promise, which was the emotion between brothers and comrades-in-arms.
"Hey, yellow-skinned boy, let's go with you!" Several Kokola warriors had finished dressing up at this time. Although the camouflage uniforms did not fit them very well, their straight figures and tenacious warrior temperament made them stand out.
It has the style of the past.
"Uncle Griffith, you..." Mosika touched the tears on her face, looked at the middle-aged man at the head, and said.
And this white-skinned former Kokola warrior with a high nose bridge and yellow beard walked up to Mosheka, gently patted her shoulder and said: "Mosheka, you are an agent of the current country, you need to execute your
responsibility, but we are different. We are a group of people who have been forgotten by the country. Moreover, in the past twenty years, we have almost forgotten that we are soldiers. I want to regain what I have lost in the past twenty years on the battlefield.
Come on, I think we will never go back to Kokola, because the battlefield is our destiny!"
After Griffith finished speaking, he turned his head and said to Chen Cao: "Not only do I, Griffith, think so, but all my brothers also think so. Moreover, others saved us, but we are ungrateful!" He looked at
I made a circle to my comrades behind me!" Then he saluted Chen Cao with a standard military salute: "I, Griffiths, the former captain of the Kokkola Mechanized Infantry Division, will now obey your command and go on a rescue mission!"
The soldiers behind Griffith quickly stood in a neat row in a small space, straightened their chests, saluted Chen Cao, and said their names.
"Artillery Sergeant Manteju reporting to you!"
"Lieutenant Peter Stock of the Machinery Company reporting to you!"
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Chen Cao looked at the group of soldiers, slowly raised his hands, and saluted them with a military salute.
Now, he knew that these veterans had no room for him to refuse.
"I want to go too!" Ian, who had his hands and feet tied, stretched his neck, his face flushed, and struggled to say: "I also want to avenge my brothers and kill Alfred, that son of a bitch!
"
Although they were speaking in Kokola language just now, he could still understand them. Now that he heard that they were going to the terrorist organization base, he thought of the mission he had promised in front of Major General Harris. This might be the last chance. He couldn't.
Throw it away, otherwise, more soldiers will lose their lives because of this war. Only the death of Alfred, the leader of Al Qaeda, can there be hope of ending the war.
Chen Cao nodded slightly and glanced at Moshe Ka. Moshe Ka did not stop at this time, took out a sharp dagger, and cut the ropes on Ian's hands and feet with a clatter.
Ian, who was originally tied up like a rice dumpling, suddenly felt relaxed all over. He kneaded his already sore hands and looked at the group of veterans in front of him. Then he gave a standard military salute and a standard standing posture. He looked at this
The yellow-skinned man, who was much younger than him but had extraordinary skills, gave a military salute: "Major of the active infantry battalion, Ian reports to you!"
Mosika picked up a bunch of weapons and firearms on the ground, put them on the ground, and said: "This is removed from your body. All the electronic instruments on it have not been copied. You can use them with confidence. I also hope that,
After this mission is completed, whether you live or die, you must forget everything here, otherwise..." Mosika's face turned cold: "I will be your nightmare forever!"
"This girl doesn't look very young. Why is this temperament so terrifying?" Ian shuddered.
Ian quickly picked up his equipment, put it on, and checked his equipment.
At this time, Chen Cao looked at the wind and sand outside and said: "Everyone, it seems that we are going to visit our old place again, let's go!" After saying that, he walked into the yellow sand first.
The veterans behind them looked at each other, smiled at each other, picked up their weapons, and walked into the wind and sand.
Ian looked at the wind and sand outside, holding the only remaining sniper rifle, and secretly swore: "I must complete the mission and end this battle as soon as possible!"
The wind seems to have no intention of stopping, and the temperature of the air has no intention of cooling down. People walking on the sand feel as uncomfortable as ants on a hot pot.
The wind was still blowing, and even though we were several steps apart, we had to use headsets to talk.
Fortunately, Ian's dead comrades provided headsets for Chen Cao and the others.
"Chen! We are almost approaching the place where we just met those ghost guys!" Chen is the abbreviation of Chen Cao. After more than an hour of communication, although there was no language barrier, Ian came out of the regular army after all and was used to it.
Use abbreviations.
At this time, he spoke to Chen Cao through the headset.
Chen Cao remained silent. He just looked ahead through Fangfengsha eyes, then glanced at the vegetation in his hand, and then continued to walk forward. Talking was not his habit. Now, although this team of more than ten people
He takes command, but when it is no longer necessary, he will not say a word more. In his opinion, except when giving orders, the rest is nonsense.
Although military command is not his main training subject, after all, it is one of the military subjects that those weird instructors treat him. Therefore, he knows this deeply. However, he secretly said in his heart that he would mobilize before the war and boost morale.
In this way, he is indeed inferior to Chen Diwen.
At this time, Griffiths, who was walking behind, let out a cackle of laughter through the headset: "Haha, Mainz boy, it's at least three kilometers away from their nest. What's the matter? Are you scared by them?
You pissed your pants, by the way, I forgot that I should have checked your pants when I tied you up just now!"
After hearing this, Ian turned around, glanced hard at Griffith who was walking behind, then turned around and continued walking forward.
The Kokkola veterans behind him suddenly laughed maliciously.
The team was still laughing and walking forward on the windy sand. After walking no more than a few hundred meters, Chen Cao suddenly issued an order through the headset.
"Be careful to hide, I think there is an enemy ahead!" Chen Cao fell to the ground first: "We still don't know if my comrades have been caught by them, and their combat power is dozens of times that of ours, so they can't defeat us.
Win and go!”
Upon hearing this, Ian quickly lay down in a pile of towering sand. Although the soft yellow sand had almost zero blocking power against bullets, it at least gave him some psychological comfort.
Griffith was right, that scene not long ago still made him feel fearful.
When Ian was lying down, he found that the Cocora veterans around him had already fallen down. Their formation indeed maintained the three-by-three system, but they were spread out like a set of petals, feet facing each other.
Observe from different directions.
They were divided into four groups and surrounded Chen Cao and Ian, forming a fire network and a defensive network to prevent the enemy from sneak attacks from behind.
"Ginger is still hot when you are old!" The saying of Dachen Kingdom is really true, and it is no exaggeration to apply it to this group of veterans of Kokola. After just one battle, they summed up their experience and carried out practical activities.
Learn and use.
At this point, Ian, who graduated from the Supreme Military Academy in Mainz, felt ashamed. A carefully selected combat team was destroyed in his own hands so easily. What else could he be proud of?
Chen Cao took out the digital telescope and looked ahead. Several black figures were constantly shaking, but the data tested by the electronic telescope was indeed zero.
"Everyone, pay attention to defense. These guys are doing old tricks. They want to attract our attention!" Chen Cao raised the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly, and gave an order to the headset: "Let's use bait to lure them over. Listen.
I ordered the shooting, and while you are ready to kill at close range, don’t forget to bring your pistol, and don’t leave too far away!”
When Chen Cao finished speaking, he had already put the rifle back on his body, took out the dagger Duan Tianya gave him, put it next to him, and then continued to look into the telescope.
After receiving the order, the veterans around him, including Ian, took out their weapons and waited for the enemy to arrive.
In an instant, in addition to the whistling hurricane and the howling of the yellow sand, everyone was nervous and sweating.
"The weather in this desert is so hot!"
Griffith held the dagger. Due to his high mental stress, he could only silently count the frequency of the yellow sand flowing.
Suddenly, the flow height of the yellow sand suddenly became a little higher, and then slowly increased.
Griffiths, who was concentrating on counting the flow frequency of the yellow sand, immediately realized this, and immediately narrowed his eyes. It turned out that he was doing this trick. He said softly and briefly through the headset: "Here we come, pay attention to your surroundings.
The yellow sand flows!”
Chen Cao said decisively into the headset: "Don't wait, everyone. If you find out, shoot with your weapons immediately. Close combat is the next best option!"
Just as Chen Cao finished speaking, the first shot was fired from Griffith's side, which was the sound of Ian's pistol.
A few meters away from Ian, a trickle of blood immediately appeared, and was immediately submerged by the yellow sand.
Now that he understood the routine, there was nothing to be afraid of. Ian squatted down and fixed his shooting posture. His good attitude immediately restored him to the level of a national shooting champion, shooting continuously at the strangely moving yellow sand.
The veterans around him showed no signs of weakness and fired at the yellow sand with hot weapons.
Wow, a few black figures suddenly appeared not far away from the flying yellow sand. Griffiths and the others were already prepared. Without stopping, they picked up the weapons in their hands and fired bullets at them.
, until they were beaten and their heads tilted in the yellow sand.
For a moment, there was a loud sound of gunfire, but it was quickly covered up by the hurricane carrying yellow sand.
After Chen Cao continuously shot two black-robed soldiers around him who were trying to jump out, he picked up the binoculars and observed the situation ahead. Ian, who was killing happily next to him, immediately took over and took off his assault rifle.
Covering up for Chen Cao.
Now, he had to admire the yellow-skinned young man in front of him.