After a brief hesitation, Liu Handong made a decision, save!
A true man stands between heaven and earth and acts aboveboard. Now it is a conflict between ourselves and the enemy. We must first resolve the outsiders and then resolve the internal conflicts among the people. If Xian Hui and Yao Guang insist on taking them away, it will not be too late to kill them.
Mi-24 flew towards the workshop where Xian Hui and others were hiding. Looking from the sky, the khaki land was flat and desolate. There were countless smoke pillars on the refinery site, covering the sky and the sun. It really gave a feeling of doomsday and a dead end.
There was a roaring noise in the helicopter cabin, and the smell of engine oil hit my nose. Liu Handong spent 200,000 US dollars to buy this second-hand aircraft from someone unknown. Today, he was flying at high intensity, turning at high speeds, ascending and descending sharply, making people feel that the fuselage was shaking.
It's almost falling apart, but even this old-fashioned helicopter can dominate Colin's skies.
The rockets had been used up, leaving only a few hundred rounds of ammunition in the six-barreled machine gun in the nose of the aircraft. However, there was also a Soviet-style RPK light machine gun in the cabin for fire suppression. Liu Handong opened the side hatch, and the wind and sand suddenly came in.
Damn, if you don't wear goggles, you'd be blinded. Below is the workshop where Xian Hui is hiding. There is a circle of armed men hiding behind the truck and shooting.
Liu Handong cocked the gun with a bang, gave an order, and opened fire. A Toyota pickup truck was overturned by the dense bullets and fell to the ground. The armed men were unable to dodge and were mowed down by machine gun fire, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
Xian Hui breathed a sigh of relief. He and Yao Guang only had two guns. If it weren't for the thick cement walls and strong iron doors of the workshop, they wouldn't have been able to sustain it for so long. However, it was Liu Handong who came to the rescue, which made the general feel a little unhappy.
He complained that Luo Han was not doing his job well. Since he discovered that Liu Handong had a helicopter, he took it away. Not only did he not take decisive measures, but he also created opportunities for Liu Handong to make meritorious deeds. This kid is quite scheming.
Yao Guang also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he hated Liu Handong very much, after all, his own life was more important. However, on second thought, in this chaotic situation, if he fell into the hands of Liu Handong, his life or death would be difficult to say.
Xiao Cui drove the Mi-24 and chased the armed men happily. Suddenly, a white dot appeared on the windshield. He was stunned. Fortunately, it was bulletproof glass, otherwise he would have been killed on the spot. He was about to look for the sniper.
, it was too late, but soon, a rocket trailing smoke came from nowhere. Xiao Cui was in a hurry and couldn't dodge. The tail was hit, the rudder of the Mi-24 failed, and the engine oil, hydraulic oil, and parts fell apart.
, black smoke rose up, the fuselage spun rapidly, the cabin warning buzzer sounded, and it fell to the ground.
"Hurry up!" Liu Handong roared and grabbed the nylon net on the bulkhead. The Mi-24 was different from the thin Eurocopter. The fuselage was huge and bloated, with rough skin and thick flesh, and strong resistance to strikes. It fell heavily to the ground.
.Other than a burst of dust and smoke, there was no other damage.
The crashed helicopter was hit by a dense rain of bullets. The people in the cabin were suppressed and could not escape. They did not even dare to show their heads. They could only hide inside and be beaten. They watched armed men appear in the field of vision and RPG rockets were aimed at them.
Lifting the fuselage, Xiao Cui, who had been leaning on the driver's seat, suddenly sat up straight, held the joystick tightly with both hands, and pressed the weapon firing button. The six-barreled cannon under the nose of the machine instantly adjusted its direction, firing the remaining
More than a hundred rounds of bullets poured in...
This battle was very difficult. Liu Handong and others also found that the opponent was not a mob, but a well-trained and well-coordinated elite. Both sides were equally matched and fired at each other from a distance of a hundred meters. At this time, the battle was to have more people and more guns and more firepower.
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There were few people on Liu Handong's side, but he won because he had enough bullets and two boxes of hand grenades. Xiao Cui's sniper rifle pointed wherever he hit. Liu Handong threw his arms wildly and threw grenades wildly. The bomb-throwing champion of the early army finally showed his prowess.
, they were able to catch up with a light mortar. The enemy held on for twenty minutes, but the bullets were getting less and less, so they had to withdraw.
Everyone knows the principle of not pursuing the enemy when they are poor, not to mention that they have no means of transportation to pursue them. Liu Handong ran to the door of the workshop and shouted to open the door. There was no movement inside. He made a gesture and kicked the door fiercely. It looked solid.
The big iron door opened unexpectedly, Huo Lei stumbled in, rolled on the spot, lay down with his gun in hand, and rushed in after Xiao Cui, but was dumbfounded.
"Boss, come in and take a look." Huo Lei said.
Liu Handong ducked in. The smell of blood filled the workshop, and there were corpses everywhere, with no one alive.
They checked the workers and found that they were basically all workers from Zhongyanhuang. There was only one middle-aged man in his fifties wearing casual clothes. He was shot in the chest, his eyes were open but he was not breathing. There was an automatic rifle beside him.
The sound of a car braking suddenly came from outside the door. The three of them raised their guns and aimed at the door. Only Luo Han and others came in.
Arhat looked around and spotted the middle-aged man. His expression changed drastically. He rushed over and put his finger on the pulse of the corpse's neck.
"He's dead. He was shot in the heart." Liu Handong said.
Arhat stood up with a strange expression: "Do you know who he is?"
Liu Handong was not stupid, and his heart skipped a beat: "No, right?"
Arhat pulled off his hat: "He is Xian Hui, director in charge of the Middle East, with the rank of major general."
Liu Handong showed no mercy at all: "He died well, like a soldier at least."
Luo Han stretched out his hand to close Xian Hui's eyelids and looked around for the body, but he couldn't find Yao Guang. No one was seen alive, no body was found dead. The guy was missing. He tried calling his satellite phone but couldn't get through.
"The phone is here." Liu Handong picked up a satellite phone from the ground and threw it over. Luo Han picked it up and saw that it was indeed the one belonging to Yao Guang.
"It looks like he was shot at close range." Luo Han analyzed with experience. "The terrorists rushed here and started killing. Xian Hui died in the battle, the workers were massacred, and Yao Guang was probably kidnapped by them."
Liu Handong said: "Did you notice that those people don't look like ISIS fighters?"
Arhat nodded: "I saw it, it's a mercenary. Without further ado, let's chase him!"
Liu Handong said: "The enemy's situation is unclear. Wherever you pursue, there are so many compatriots waiting for your protection."
Luo Han was also confused. He weighed it up and decided to follow Liu Handong's advice and put the protection of his compatriots first. At this time, the terrorists who attacked the refinery had already evacuated, leaving only corpses and fire scenes on the ground. Workers had already spontaneously taken the
I used a fire extinguisher to put out the fire, but the fire was too intense to help.
Liu Handong came forward to summon the remaining workers, using all available means of transportation, and even construction machinery, to head to the dock in a mighty manner. At the same time, the workers of the power plant also retreated to the dock under the organization of Tang Jianjun. Colin's chaos will
There is no end, a complete evacuation is only a matter of time.
The road ahead was long. Luohan was sitting in an open-top off-road vehicle. He held a cigarette in his hand but did not smoke it for a long time. He did not put it down until it burned to the end and picked up the satellite phone to report to the country.
In Beijing, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has received an emergency call from the Embassy in Kolin, saying that there was chaos in Kolin and Chinese-owned enterprises were attacked and suffered heavy losses. However, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was unable to do anything. The nearest Chinese naval ship was in the Gulf of Aden, not to mention launching a
It used to take time, just coordinating with the military would take at least a day or two.
The military also received Luo Han's report. Xian Hui's death in battle was shocking and tragic news. A major general-level officer in charge of Middle East intelligence was killed by unknown armed forces. Not only was it a huge loss for the military, but it was also a loss for an adult.
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The workers of the Chinese-funded enterprises left their jars and jars behind and evacuated all to the dock. Company leaders headed by Tang Jianjun formed a temporary headquarters and organized a worker escort to protect everyone 24 hours a day, waiting for planes or ships to be dispatched from China to evacuate the workers.
As night fell, Colin's chaos continued, and Takikati entered hell mode. Religious extremists took advantage of the opportunity and burned, killed, and looted, and the streets were filled with mobs.
A Gulfstream business jet landed quietly at Takikati International Airport. His Majesty Said, who was dressed in military uniform, got off the plane without his son. On the runway were ten Saladin armored vehicles and soldiers with live ammunition.
He was on guard all around, his helmet belt was tied to his chin, and his face was covered with sweat.
Brigadier General Mohammed saluted His Majesty and reported the situation in a low voice. Said put his cane under his arm and pointed at a few points on the map spread by the adjutant: "Here, here, and here, give me from
Erase it on the map."
A brigade of armored vehicles and troop-carrying trucks drove out from the airport, loaded with soldiers, and light howitzers were towed behind the trucks. Three helicopters rose from the ground, with the cabin doors open and machine guns firing.
At the same time, tank troops also moved out from the palace, and together with a large number of armed military police and police dormant at the military police headquarters, surrounded the city of Takikati.
Late at night, Liu Handong and Luo Han stood on the gantry crane at the dock and looked at the city. There were flames shooting into the sky and the sound of gunfire. Everyone could guess what was happening there. Countless people would die tonight.
Takikati was bloodbathed twice. The first time was by terrorists and mobs, and the second time was by the king's military police. The road out of the city was blocked with water. The military police would shoot at the sight of moving figures.
Tanks were parked at the crossroads, and high-power loudspeakers continuously announced the martial law order. Military and police formed teams of twenty to search for rebels and shoot them on the spot without trial.
The special paratroopers under the king's office have carried out a top-secret mission, which is to physically eliminate extremist religious leaders and key figures. They are staunch opponents of the king's new policy. Due to their status, they cannot be beaten or caught. Tonight is a good opportunity to silence them.
In a certain villa, Zhu Xiaoqiang was squatting by the wall with his gun in his arms. The white wall was spattered with blood. He had dragged the body outside. Sitting opposite him was a veiled Arab woman and her two children.
Daughter, they were rescued by Zhu Xiaoqiang, but there was no communication between the two parties. They just sat facing each other for several hours. The lights were not turned on in the room because of the power outage. Even if there was power, they did not dare to turn it on.
There were intensive gunshots outside, and the women were trembling. Zhu Xiaoqiang was not much better. Although he killed a few people, he was still far from a real warrior.
Suddenly the door was opened, and a group of soldiers rushed in. Zhu Xiaoqiang just picked up the gun, and the dazzling flashlight illuminated his eyes. His gun was removed, and he was raised up. In a blink of an eye, he was at the door.
He was thrown to the ground again, with a gun stuck to the back of his head.
Zhu Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and felt calm. He could go home after he died.
Of course he was not dead. The officer leading the team was the man of the house. After his wife told him about Zhu Xiaoqiang's deeds, he ordered him to be pardoned.
After escaping from death again, Zhu Xiaoqiang's nerves were numb.