After seeing Liao Jiangnan raise his hand to signal to stop, He Langyan, who was following him, used the same gesture to convey the order to his teammates behind him.
Seven people, like seven ghosts, squatted in the endless desert and looked ahead.
No. 32 is an uninhabited area with a radius of nearly 100 kilometers. There is no such thing as a wall. From here, you can see the shadowy lights in the distance.
That place should be the No. 32 Fortress built by Uncle Lao Sa back then, but now there is obviously a garrison.
According to the information they had when they arrived, Liao Jiangnan and others knew that except for the possibility of breaking into no man's land from the seven o'clock direction, all other directions were "impassable", and there was a certain area with a radius of nearly 100 kilometers.
On the ground, a circle of mines was planted by multinational forces. This is the intelligence that the Iranian commando team paid for with their lives.
The seven o'clock direction, which is 33 degrees 12 minutes west longitude and 35 degrees 45 minutes south latitude, is a safe passage for multinational troops to enter and exit the no-man's land. Only by sneaking in from here can you avoid stepping on those
mines.
Of course, in such a large place, the density of mines laid by multinational forces around the no-man's land must be very sparse.
But the key issue is that if the team steps on a mine - then it is conceivable that a platoon of the 4th Company of the US Army A stationed in no man's land, with about 60 or 70 people, will soon do it
When the reaction comes, flares, helicopters, machine guns, cannons, etc., in this kind of Gobi without any jungle or buildings around, even if Liao Jiangnan and the others turn into birds, they will not be able to get close to the missile again.
What's more, there is also the USS Truman aircraft carrier swimming in the Persian Gulf. Dozens of Hornets and Tomcat fighter attack aircraft on it are on standby and can reach the sky over no man's land in half an hour...
The multinational force has such strong defense and attack capabilities. It is no wonder that the Iranian commandos came several times but ended in failure.
A few hundred meters away from Liao Jiangnan and others, several rows of flagpoles were erected, with the flags of the United States, Britain and other countries flying on them.
These flagpoles represent the gates to no man's land.
As long as Liao Jiangnan and others sneak in behind these flagpoles, they no longer have to worry about landmines under their feet. As long as they can avoid the patrols, they can approach their destination as quickly as possible.
Liao Jiangnan held the single-channel infrared night vision telescope in both hands, straightened his waist slightly and looked forward to observe. After two or three minutes, he raised his right hand above his head and waved it slightly.
He Langyan and others understood, and immediately stood up, arched their waists, and hurried forward with quick steps.
After Hua Cuo, who was at the end of the queue, also quickly passed by Liao Jiangnan, he held up his binoculars and looked in the direction he came from: far away, several armored vehicles were patrolling, and the dull sound of motors could be heard far away, but
The night seemed quieter.
Liao Jiangnan put away his binoculars, grabbed the mod733 5.56mm assault rifle (equipment of the US military special forces) on the ground with his left hand, bent down and quickly chased his comrades.
Liao Jiangnan and others advanced from south to north. The north wind blowing in the Gobi Desert tonight was about level 3 or 4. They were traveling against the wind. Through the night vision glasses on their helmets, they could clearly see the wind flying in the air.
Small grains of sand in the air - just when Liao Jiangnan was about to catch up with his last comrade Hua Cuo, his nose suddenly smelled an extremely sensitive smell: the smell of blood!
Liao Jiangnan's pupils shrank suddenly, he quickly squatted on the ground, and whispered to the miniature pager on his chin: "Stop!"
He Langyan, who was bending down and running in front, immediately fell to the ground after hearing this, with the barrel of his gun pointed forward, while Liu Zhao and others pointed in both directions.
After waiting for a few seconds and finding nothing unusual, He Langyan, the deputy captain of this mission, asked in a low voice: "No. 1, No. 1, what's going on?"
Number 1 is Liao Jiangnan’s code name in this operation, and number 2 is deputy captain He Langyan.
"There is a smell of blood ahead."
Liao Jiangnan, who was lying on the ground, raised his head slightly, sniffed the air hard for a few times, and whispered: "The smell is getting stronger now. Please pay attention, there may be unexpected situations ahead, and be ready to fight at any time."
!”
"Bloody smell?" He Langyan also sniffed hard, waited for a moment and then frowned and said, "Why didn't I smell it?"
"Me neither." Liu Zhao, who was second in line, also shook his head in confusion.
"I do not have either."
"I didn't smell it either..."
The five people in front of the sudden attack all said they didn't smell any blood.
"How is that possible? I obviously smelled it, and it can be said that it was very close."
As Liao Jiangnan said this, he subconsciously looked at Hua Cuo, who was lying in front of him. Just when he was about to ask her if she smelled blood, he saw her suddenly stand up, bend down and run forward.
Liao Jiangnan was shocked. He suddenly stood up and shouted in a low voice: "Stop - hold her down!"
Hua Cuo didn't listen to Liao Jiangnan's orders at all and still ran forward. However, when she passed by Liu Zhao, he grabbed her leg and threw her to the ground.
"You really don't want your life? If you want to die, don't drag the big guy!"
Like Liao Jiangnan, Liu Zhao didn't like having a girl in the team, so he didn't like Hua Cuo at all. Especially after seeing her acting without permission despite the captain's orders, he became even more angry. After throwing her to the ground, he opened his mouth.
He just cursed, and when he was about to say something else, he was suddenly startled: "Yes, there is indeed the smell of blood! Strange, why didn't I smell it just now?"
"Me too, now I can smell it too." Lin Zhihao, who was following Liu Zhao, was also a little puzzled.
"Why didn't I..." He Langyan turned his head, just in time to see Hua Cuo push away Liu Zhao who was holding her legs down, a pair of clear eyes burning with anger in the dark night, and he suddenly froze: "Ah, I know
Where did the bloody smell come from..."
After He Langyan said this, he shut up. After being stunned for a moment, the others finally understood: the mysterious bloody smell came from Hua Cuo.
Hua Cuo, this elite person representing the Central China Military Region is in for something good tonight...
It's no wonder that only Liao Jiangnan, who was at the end of the team, smelled the smell of blood just now, because tonight we were traveling against the wind, and He Langyan and others in front had no chance to smell the smell until Liu Zhao threw him down
It was wrong. After they all smelled the smell of blood, he suddenly understood.
After figuring out what was going on, Liao Jiangnan's face immediately burned up, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in——
The majestic black swordsman Liao Jiangnan, as the coach of this special operations team, made a fuss when he smelled the bloody smell of his teammates after menstruation. This made him feel really embarrassed. He stood up and ran forward quickly, passing by Hua Cuo.
At that time, I didn't dare to look at him, I just whispered: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Hua Cuo didn't say anything, she just glared at him fiercely, then raised her foot and kicked Liu Zhao aside, who was still holding her legs.
Damn it, how could a woman be sent for such an important task? And she doesn’t seem to know that she’s here for a good thing. Isn’t this causing trouble for everyone? If the US troops patrolling behind smell the smell of blood, they will definitely——Liao Jiangnan
Muttering dissatisfied in his heart, he ran to the front of the team again, raised his hand to make a forward gesture, and lurked towards the three flagpoles first.
According to the information obtained in advance, after passing these flagpoles, turn left and walk in the six o'clock direction for about 33 meters, then you can continue to sneak north and go straight to the center of No. 32 No Man's Land, which is 900 meters away.
That is the landing point of surface-to-air missiles.
When Liao Jiangnan and others lurked to the edge of the No. 32 uninhabited area, they used the micro-receiver of the Global Positioning System (GPS) to determine that the core of the Hongqi-2 surface-to-air missile was still in place (in the missile core, the same
Equipped with a GPS global positioning system), they were secretly glad they were not too late.
Seeing that the flagpole was not far ahead, Liao Jiangnan quickened his pace, but all his defensive nerves were tense: the closer he got to the target, the more vigilant he had to be.
He Langyan, who was at most seven or eight meters away from Liao Jiangnan, paused for a moment, raised his assault rifle and was about to use the sight on it to look behind the flagpole when he saw Liao Jiangnan suddenly raise his right hand.
"What did you find again?"
He Langyan frowned and squatted on the ground.
The status of He Langyan and Liao Jiangnan in the country can be said to be parallel, otherwise there would be no such thing as Jiangdong Liao Jiangnan and Saibei He Langyan.
However, this time, Liao Jiangnan took on the role of captain of the ‘Killing Plan’, while He Langyan was ranked as the vice-captain. Although he had never shown any dissatisfaction, who knew what He Langyan’s true thoughts were in his heart?
Especially after the 'mysterious bloody smell' incident just now, He Langyan looked at Liao Jiangnan with a strange look in his eyes, but it quickly dissipated because he knew very well that the team was executing the current narrow escape.
When it comes to tasks, unity is the most important thing. As for competing with others, as long as you can return home alive, are you afraid that you won't have a chance?
Liao Jiangnan stared at the area in front of the flagpole and said slowly: "The situation ahead has changed."
He Langyan and others looked forward through the night vision scope in the direction pointed by Liao Jiangnan, and were surprised to see a puddle of water: a dozen meters in front of the flagpole, there was a puddle about seven or eight meters wide.
Winding towards both sides of the flagpole, as the night wind blows, the water ripples ripple and the faint starlight in the sky rises.
Where the Gobi was supposed to be, a puddle, or to put it simply, a trench, appeared.
The trench may not be very deep, nor may there be a lot of water, but as long as it can reach your ankles, you can cover up the mines below!
There is a steel bridge across the puddles. The bridge is quiet and quiet, with nothing out of the ordinary.
But Liao Jiangnan and others knew very well that this steel bridge must have defense mechanisms, such as high-voltage current, or some kind of detector on it.
In short, the sudden appearance of this bridge has its defensive function. If Liao Jiangnan and others want to enter the no-man's land, there are only two ways: take the small bridge or go into the water.