Chapter two hundred and sixty-six expedition to Somalia
Southeast Military Region Headquarters. Baidu search gives Literary Network
Dong Dong.
"Come in."
"Report."
Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei stood up, looked at He Zhenzhong, who looked a little haggard, and sighed, "How is your grandpa's health?"
"The doctor said it's nothing serious. You just need to recover for a while."
Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei nodded and reached out to pat He Zhenzhong on the shoulder. This is the helplessness of a soldier.
"Chief, did something happen?"
Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei nodded, turned around, picked up a newspaper, and handed it to He Zhenzhong, "You are in the hospital, so you probably haven't read the news. Just yesterday, our embassy in the capital of Somalia was attacked by local anti-Japanese militants with a car bomb. One person died.
Three injuries. In fact, the number of casualties is more than these."
He Zhenzhong frowned. The Chinese embassy in a country is a symbol of China. Attacking the embassy is undoubtedly the same as attacking China itself. These Japanese militants are quite courageous, huh.
"The Somali radical organization "Al-Shabaab" has claimed responsibility for the attack. After an investigation by the overseas branch of the Military Intelligence Bureau, it was indeed done by them. This "Al-Shabaab" is closely related to the "Al Qaeda" organization and is a member of the Somalia
Major ** armed organization.”
As he said that, Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei picked up a piece of information from his desk, handed it to He Zhenzhong, and said: "This organization was established in 2007 and has already been listed as a terrorist organization by various countries. It is expected that there are probably 100 members. The Somali "Al-Shabaab" is brutal
It is so vicious that even the notorious Somali pirates have to pay a % "development tax" every year in order to seek unity."
He Zhenzhong looked through the information and found that this Youth Party is indeed not simple. There are many foreign personnel in the organization, and there are even many mercenaries involved.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei, "Chief, what should we do?"
Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei turned around, dropped his palm on the desk with a bang, and said sternly: "The majesty of the Republic cannot be provoked. Go to Somalia and do everything possible to attack and severely damage this organization."
"yes."
Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei looked at He Zhenzhong and said in a deep voice: "This is also the first group action since the establishment of your Death God Special Forces. Many people are watching you. I hope you can truly establish your reputation as the God of Death."
He Zhenzhong shouted in a deep voice: "Yes, I promise to complete the task."
"Your team has also rushed back from the Shenyang Military Region. We are making preliminary preparations first. We are still negotiating with the governments of Somalia and Kenya. We will be able to confirm it soon. When the time comes, you will immediately set off for the remote mountainous areas in southern Somalia. Here we are.
There, you will be surrounded by enemies, you will be fighting alone, and you will not receive any help except limited and pitiful aid."
"Report to the chief, we are not afraid."
"Very good." Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei nodded, "Don't worry about Fire Phoenix's training. I will let someone temporarily replace you for training. What you have to worry about is how to defeat the Somali Al-Shabaab to the greatest extent."
"Yes, Chief."
Looking at He Zhenzhong, Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei nodded with satisfaction, "The greater a person's ability, the greater his responsibility. I hope you can understand this. As for your grandfather, we old comrades will go over to accompany him at any time. You
Don’t worry.”
"Thank you, chief."
"Why are you thanking me?" Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei smiled, "You fought for the country, left your homeland, threw your life, and shed your blood. We should be the ones thanking you."
"Chief..."
"Okay, don't say thank you. If you are moved, go out and remember your own safety."
"yes."
"Go ahead."
After leaving the headquarters, He Zhenzhong returned directly to the base.
Situ Lingfeng, Zeng Fan, Yan Longhui and others have returned with the female soldiers.
"The female soldiers are dismissed, and the others follow me to the conference room."
"yes."
In the conference room.
"According to the order from our superiors, we need to prepare to go to Somalia immediately." He Zhenzhong glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice: "This is the first time since the establishment of our Death Special Forces that all members have been dispatched deep behind enemy lines.
Carrying out a mission, I think, I don’t need to say more about what this means.”
"Kill the god of death and bring out the reputation."
"This is our fight for fame."
"When death appears, ghosts cry and wolves howl."
He Zhenzhong nodded, "Yes, this mission is crucial for our Death Special Forces to establish a reputation. This time, there is no specific target, to kill the top leaders of the Somali terrorist organization, and use all means to attack and severely damage them."
"yes."
"Then God of Death, we are all out, what should we do with Fire Phoenix?" Yan Longhui asked.
"The chief has arranged for someone else to be temporarily responsible for the training."
"That's good."
Zidian suddenly stood up and said, "God of Death, the soldier you are interested in has also been brought here by us. Do you want to take him with us on this mission?"
"So fast?"
"They are eager to send a person out if he has poor physical fitness and does not obey the arrangements." Zidian shrugged.
He Zhenzhong was silent for a moment, "Bring him with you, blood and fire are the best ways to make a warrior grow quickly."
"Um."
He Zhenzhong nodded and said in a deep voice: "Then, each go back and prepare. If you need any weapons, go to the laboratory to find them."
"yes."
"Zidian, ask that guy to come to the conference room."
"Okay." Zidian nodded.
Soon, the thin soldiers who had desperately fought to die with the Alpha Special Forces in the previous joint exercise came in.
"Report."
He Zhenzhong stood up and returned a military salute, "How is your injury?"
"Report to the chief, it's okay."
He Zhenzhong nodded, "What's your name? What are you good at?"
"Yi Tian is good at fighting hard."
He Zhenzhong smiled, stretched out his hand, patted his shoulder, and smiled slightly, "This time we are going on a mission. If you follow me, I will teach you close combat and sniping, so that you don't have to work so hard in the future."
Yi Tian's eyes were full of emotion. Because of his health, he was very neglected in the army, and only He Zhenzhong would treat him like this. He clenched his fists and swore secretly that no matter how difficult it was, he would work hard, no matter what
He Zhenzhong will be disappointed.
One day later, under the hazy night, He Zhenzhong took all the members of the Death Squadron and boarded a plane flying to Somalia...