6-53 Brother Guang is not willing to be a hawk dog with six doors
At the end of the battle, Li Jianguo sent a team of elite soldiers to search the battlefield to confirm that the enemy had indeed been defeated and fled. Then he officially cleaned the battlefield. The jungle that had been strafed by machine guns was shocking. There were broken trees and bloody corpses everywhere, and the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Mixed with the smell of blood, it is extremely pungent. This is the real battlefield...
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After collecting some firearms and ammunition that had not been blown to pieces, we began to prepare for evacuation. There were dozens of corpses left at the scene, and we really didn’t have the time to bury them all. Suddenly someone reported that they had discovered the situation.
Liu Ziguang followed the soldier to a fallen tree and found a tall soldier lying dying under the tree. One of his legs had been knocked off and blood was flowing all over the floor. The ACU on his body was also bloody.
The M4 carbine gave away his identity.
"This guy is not dead yet, give him a shot." Someone suggested.
But Liu Ziguang asked someone to help him stop the bleeding, tore open his collar, took off his dog tag, looked at it, and asked in an authentic Oxford accent: "American? British?"
The man's face was covered with oil paint, but it could still be seen that he was a white man. He was already in a semi-conscious state and could not hear Liu Ziguang's words clearly, so he could not answer. He just spit out a string of blood foam from his mouth.
Liu Ziguang took off the carbine on his body, leaving behind a few packets of compressed biscuits and a bottle of purified water, and said: "Whether you can survive depends on the relationship between God and you."
After saying that, he clapped his hands and stood up, leading the soldiers to withdraw from the battlefield. Although the enemy was defeated, they could come back at any time. We really couldn't stay here for long.
Li Jianguo led people to set a fire and burned the base that the warlord had worked hard for many years. There were tons of semi-finished opium paste in the warehouse, as well as some finished heroin products. They were also burned. The cottage was burned, and the poppy fields at the foot of the mountain were also burned.
It was flooded, the troops were crippled, and Commander Liang Kun, who was ignorant of current affairs, was afraid that he would withdraw from the world from now on.
After the war, everyone went through a baptism, and even their eyes looked different. Fortunately, because they were equipped with body armor and Kevlar helmets, the casualty rate was extremely small. Only one local guide died and was injured.
Just a dozen people.
There were wounded and prisoners, so the operation became difficult. The top of the mountain was covered with dense forests, and the Y-5 could not take off or land. If there was a helicopter at this time, it would solve a big problem. Unfortunately, even Director An did not have the power to send planes abroad.
, they could only walk back the same way.
The road back was extremely difficult, but everyone's fighting spirit was extremely high. They carried the wounded and escorted the prisoners over the cliff, across the barrier lake, and arrived at the place where the military vehicles were waiting.
After getting in the car, our tired bodies and minds relaxed. Everyone sat on the floor in the car, lit cigarettes, opened iced Cokes and started to brag. As they were blowing, some people began to snore, and then the snoring became more and more frequent.
ring.
The off-road truck was driving on the bumpy road, and the shaking carriage was like a cradle. The soldiers after the fierce battle were asleep like babies. With a harsh brake sound, the truck stopped. The officers jumped out of the car, patted the carriage, and shouted
When they got up, the base had arrived.
The tired soldiers jumped out of the car and walked towards the military camp in twos and threes. Suddenly a sharp whistle sounded and someone shouted: "Assemble!"
The soldiers quickly formed a queue as a conditioned reflex to accept the review of the leaders. Accompanied by Li Jianguo, Liu Ziguang came to them, looked at them from beginning to end, and then said with approval: "Well done, dismissed!"
The soldiers cheered, dispersed in a hurry, and walked spontaneously towards the canteen where the fragrance was wafting. At this time, a Land Rover Defender drove from the darkness, and Director An came.
He first shook hands with Liu Ziguang and Li Jianguo, congratulated them on their success, and then asked to take a look at the goods. Li Jianguo took him to the back of a truck and lifted the tarpaulin. In the truck were ten prisoners and two corpses.
They were tied tightly and had something stuffed in their mouths, so they couldn't move. The carriage smelled so bad that they didn't even let them relieve themselves during the whole journey.
"Why don't you deal with it more cleanly?" Director An said with a frown.
"These guys were hiding. They used the excuse of going to the toilet on the way, injured my men and tried to escape, so that's what happened." Li Jianguo explained, in fact, this is indeed the case. These terrorists are extremely vicious and they are all desperadoes with lives on their hands.
, seeing that he was about to be escorted back to the country, it was strange that he tried his best to jump over the wall.
Although they were bound at this moment, they were still vicious and unruly. They stared at Director An with vicious eyes, as if they wanted to swallow him alive. Director An looked at them as if he were looking at dead people, and waved his hand to call a few people.
The capable man took the prisoners down one by one to compare their appearance. Although Director An didn't say anything, it could be seen from his expression that there must be a big fish among these prisoners.
Ten prisoners, two corpses, and the weapons and equipment rented according to the contract were all handed over to Director An. Liu Ziguang said: "I'm sorry, the battle was too fierce, some firearms were lost, and there are not many bullets left."
Director An smiled: "In a war, consumption is normal."
Li Jianguo took out a file bag and handed it to Director An. Director An took it and took a look. It contained some passports, ID cards and small things that he carried with him, such as rings, amulets, watches, etc. These were all sacrificed to rescue him last time.
Thanks to Li Jianguo's carefulness and help in collecting the relics left by his comrades.
Director An's eyes lit up, he shook hands with the two of them again, signed some relevant documents, and then left with the prisoners and remaining supplies.
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The army rested at the base. Liu Ziguang gave each person a bonus of 10,000 yuan. The injured were doubled. The injured were sent back to China for treatment first. The uninjured were allowed to play locally. Anyway, pornography, gambling and drugs are semi-legal here, as long as you don't make trouble.
Just go too far.
The rain started to fall again, unhurriedly and continuously, and the room was extremely humid. A four-blade ceiling fan hanging on the roof was spinning slowly. Behind the small square table, Director An was smiling enigmatically.
"Think about it again, don't rush to reply." Director An said.
"Don't think about it. I appreciate Director An's cultivation, but I don't want to eat this bowl of rice." Liu Ziguang refused unceremoniously.
Director An's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Xiao Li, what do you mean?"
Li Jianguo said: "I am a soldier and I only obey orders."
Director An took out two forms from his wallet and put them on the table and said, "It doesn't matter. When you figure it out, you can fill it out and send it to me at any time."
He left two more business cards: "This is my confidential number. You can call it at any time. I would be very honored if I could have the opportunity to help you."
After saying this, Director An left, very gracefully, without any sense of disappointment after being rejected, because he believed that no one could refuse his invitation.
Lighting a cigarette, Liu Ziguang asked Li Jianguo: "I am me and you are you, why are you not willing to serve them? You must know that this is a good opportunity for you to return to the system."
Li Jianguo said firmly: "You don't understand the things within the system."
Liu Ziguang knew that he used to be a high-ranking noncommissioned officer in the special forces. He was expelled from the military for some reason and deprived of all military honors before he became what he is today. Li Jianguo was unwilling to return to the system, presumably because he had unforgettable painful memories.
After saying this, Li Jianguo left, striding into the rain and swinging the horizontal bar on the playground.
Zhuo Li and Bei Xiaoshuai walked in with cigarettes under their arms. When they saw the form on the table, they picked it up and glanced at it twice. Their eyes lit up: "Eat the royal food. Brother Guang, is this for you? After you become rich, in the future
Our buddy is a six-door walker."
Liu Ziguang smiled faintly, picked up the lighter and lit the two forms.
Bei Xiaoshuai's eyes widened: "Brother Guang, if you don't want to do it, give it to me. I am willing. Team Dragon, they are so awesome. I can do whatever I want."
Liu Ziguang said: "You don't understand."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
Bei Xiaoshuai was stunned for a long time and wondered: "Why don't I understand, what's so bad about being a civil servant? Every year during the recruitment, there are always long queues to squeeze through. How come when I get to Brother Guang's place, the ones who come to my door are not suitable."
Zhuo Lizhao slapped his head: "You know a p!"
Bei Xiaoshuai touched his head and retorted: "You understand!"
Zhuo Li said: "The photon is not a kite, it is a roc, do you understand?"
Bei Xiaoshuai blinked his eyes and said, "I understand, Brother Guang doesn't want to be a six-door eagle dog, he only wants to be a free-spirited roc."
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The first real contract of Red Star Company ended with great success. The staff returned triumphantly, but there were also some people who strongly requested to stay in the local area to continue training, including sniper Wang Wenjun and otaku Ye Zhiqiu, who were armed with warlords
The weapons and ammunition seized there cannot be brought back into the country and can only be stored in local warehouses.
Most people took a car to clear customs and then bought a group ticket to fly back. However, Liu Ziguang took a few key people and boarded his own Kestrel Company's Yunwu at Mengzi Airport.
In this battle, the aerial gunship made great contributions, but the price paid was not small. One of the aircraft's engines was shot and was scrapped when it came back. It could only be dismantled and used as spare parts.
There is one thing that Liu Ziguang has always been puzzled about. Although Bei Xiaoshuai is a genius in flying, there is no reason for him to fly so well all of a sudden. He is flying close to the treetops. Those who don't know better think that he is a super pilot. Here he is.
Only then did the airport realize the truth. It turned out that Bei Xiaoshuai was only the co-pilot at the time, and the person actually controlling the plane was another middle-aged man in his fifties.
The middle-aged man was wearing a white uniform with four stripes on his shoulders. He was standing next to the plane with an angry look on his face. There was a charming girl holding his arm coquettishly next to him. Bei Xiaoshuai stood aside and introduced:
"Brother Guang, this is my future father-in-law, the principal of the aviation school, Uncle Gao Zhanfei. He took me flying that day."
Liu Ziguang made a gesture of surprise and shook hands with the middle-aged man: "Thank you, thank you."
Gao Zhanfei softened slightly and said, "If it weren't for my daughter, I wouldn't have agreed. I've suffered a lot for this crappy mission like yours."
Liu Ziguang immediately opened his wallet, took out two cashier's checks with a denomination of 50,000 and stuffed them in. This type of note is very easy to use and the bank pays it on sight. Liu Ziguang likes to use it recently.
Gao Zhanfei didn't answer the question and said coldly: "I don't want anything else. I just want this little ruffian to stop pestering my daughter."
Liu Ziguang smiled brightly: "This is my responsibility, but as for this matter, elders should not interfere too much. Do you think this is right? By the way, Uncle Gao has worked in the Air Force before?"
He pulled Gao Zhanfei aside to talk, while Bei Xiaoshuai and his girlfriend secretly climbed onto the plane, started the engine, and asked the tower to take off.
When Gao Zhanfei discovered that his daughter had been abducted again, it was already too late. Liu Ziguang ran faster than a rabbit and caught up with the plane in a flash. Zhuo Li and Meng Zhiqiu reached out to pull him up from the cabin door, and the door slammed shut.
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Bei Xiaoshuai's head wearing a sheepskin flying hat poked out of the driver's window, and the silk white scarf around his neck was floating in the air. He looked a bit like a World War I pilot. He shouted at Gao Zhanfei: "My father-in-law, next time
I will come to you if I have a mission."
The wind carried Bei Xiaoshuai's words to Gao Zhanfei's ears. The former fighter pilot chased him angrily for a few steps, and actually laughed: "These bastards are even more arrogant than when I was young!"