Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh spying on the military situation
No one?!
All the Allied troops stationed at the airport are gone?!
This knowledge only stayed in Gao Lie's mind for a second, his heart suddenly sank, and his breathing quickened.
Information about Operation Nighthawk leaked?
Immediately, he gave up the idea. If the intelligence was leaked, the jungle he just passed would be the best ambush location. The Allied Forces people should not be stupid. They would not choose an open airport that is more difficult to defend as their battle fortress.
Gao Lie quickly reported the unexpected situation to Conway.
Conway was also surprised and asked Gao Lie if he could be sure that the troops had completely withdrawn. Gao Lie replied that he was not sure yet. He was just sure that there were no guards on the watchtowers nearby.
"Enter the airport from the observation tower." Conway had the same idea as Gao Lie. Only after entering the airport can we get closer to the target and determine whether there are troops inside.
Soon, dozens of ghostly figures climbed onto the tall watchtower...
"Ah-------------" Anai was thrown out of the hatch. He didn't have time to stabilize his weak and thin figure, so he fell on the gangway and rolled down.
He held his head and curled up into a ball to protect himself, but the huge impact still made him feel a sharp pain as if his bones were being torn apart when he rolled to the ground.
He maintained an ugly posture and paused for more than ten seconds before slowly getting up from the ground.
He raised his dark eyes, glanced at the closed hatch above his head, and then staggered towards the airport barracks...
Bad luck.
At present, it seems that these two words are the only words that can describe his terrible feeling.
He was kicked out of the plane by those people. Although it was only temporary, his departure was no different from walking out of a tiger's mouth and into a wolf's den.
Because he was a deserter from the Allied Forces, if there were remnants of the army found in the barracks, would he still have a chance to get back on the plane?
He was very doubtful.
Anai is a smart child. He saw that the beautiful woman in the lead on the plane was a little out of control. He overheard that the leader of the terrorists seemed to have abandoned them and the hostages and ran away alone. The woman was hit hard.
After hearing the news, I didn’t know for a long time
She regained her composure. Later, her confidant, the man who reported the news to her, was very loyal and wanted to replace the explosives on the woman with himself, so that the woman could run away. Unfortunately, he just moved.
Explosives, the woman screamed and told the man not to move.
It seemed like the kind of explosive that couldn't be removed after being tied on. The woman probably didn't expect such a result. She stood there blankly for a while and saw Anai in the corner.
Anai may never forget that pair of dark eyes full of despair and anger, which seemed to have no focus, falling on him. After a long time, the woman raised her pale fingertips and tapped Anai.
.
"Let him go to the barracks and have a look."
So Anai was kicked off the gangway like a broken ball, and then went to the barracks where he had never stayed for a day to investigate whether the so-called remnants of the army were still there.
If there were still troops, then he might not be able to successfully pass the customs, escape their control, and return to the plane to report to the woman.
Without the army, he wasn't sure whether he would be able to get back on the plane and continue to accompany Mowen, who was scared to death because of his departure...
Thinking of Mo Wen, Anai felt a trace of guilt in his heart. If he hadn't wanted to escape to China, Mo Wen would not have followed him on a road of no return.
There were explosives on the plane, and they were real explosives. Mo Wen and he knew it all too well.
In fact, he is also very contradictory. It seems that no matter which choice he makes, he will be in danger of losing his life. But Anai is not willing to give up, and is willing to believe in his inner feelings and believe in the unknown when it will appear.
**people..
While he was thinking about things, he walked to the barracks he had visited once before.
There was actually a light in the barracks. He hesitated and approached the room.
"Squeak------" The door was pushed open, and he called out in Kongka dialect outside the door: "Is there anyone there?"
The only response he received was the sound of wind whistling in his ears.
He walked in cautiously, "Bang---dang----" his foot hit something, making a crisp sound, and then rolled inside.
He was startled, walked closer, picked up the dark thing on the ground, and found out that it was a coconut shell toy commonly used by Kongka to amuse children. This toy is usually made by hand, and he has made many
It’s for A Miao to play with. Look at this one in your hand. It’s half engraved. It should have been made by a veteran who became a father for his child.
I don’t know how urgent the order was received by the soldiers living here at that time, but the veteran forgot to take away his handicrafts and turned off the lights.
Anai played with the toy for a while, and then placed it on the bed of the nearest soldier.
When he left, he put out the light.
Standing in the yard, the entire barracks looked like a dead city, with the smell of decay everywhere.
Anai was not stupid enough to actually check the houses one by one, because his intuition told him that everyone had evacuated, and there was no living thing here except him, a forgotten deserter from the Allied Forces.
The two ironic words "living creature" came to mind, and Anai suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Then, the world in his eyes turned upside down...
Before he could scream, his throat was blocked by a ghostly hand.
Just as Anai left the cabin, there was a commotion in the cabin.
It was not that the hostages who were kidnapped could not bear the torture and rose up to resist, but that there was a conflict among the terrorists.
The result of the conflict was in the cabin, in front of the hostages.
Two cold corpses with no vital signs, one with a headshot and the other with a shot in the heart, were lying bloody in the cabin. The disgusting smell of blood floated in the air. Several hostages with shallow stomachs were holding plastic bags and lying in silence.
Still vomiting in pain...
Operation room.
Ma Yuejiao leaned on the edge of the operating table expressionlessly, glaring at the three men with injuries on their faces across from them.
Her confidant Hu Yong pointed at their heads with a micro punch, his expression cold.
"You are sure you want to keep making trouble, aren't you?" Ma Yuejiao's voice still sounded so intimidating.
The three men shook their heads at the same time, "I don't dare anymore, Commander, we don't dare anymore."
Of course I wouldn't dare.
If she hadn't promptly shot the two subordinates who made the most fuss, they would have dismantled the plane and fled...
The guy who is afraid of death!
Ma Yuejiao's eyes showed strong disdain and contempt. She stood up and approached one of the three men.
Taking the man's hand, regardless of the other's startled eyes, he pressed the man's hand to her waist.