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Chapter 693 hope is ahead

Bajile City is six hundred meters away from where the Dragon Team evacuated.

Kosayev saw through the telescope the militiamen who were beginning to retreat towards the center of the city. He picked up the walkie-talkie next to him and fingerprinted Suleiman on the channel: "Your people are retreating! What is going on!?"

The walkie-talkie rang twice, and Suleiman's helpless voice came: "Our base camp and ammunition depot were bombed, and more importantly, the mullah's home was also attacked. I believe someone has infiltrated the city.

With their reinforcements, we cannot ignore the safety of our own organization."

"Suleiman, you took our money!" Kosayev threatened: "Don't forget, you just betrayed your boss Aziz!"

"You madman!" Suleiman said with disdain: "If you have the guts, come here and tell everyone the truth. If I die, you can't even get out of this city! You have no idea what the impact of the attack on the mullah's home will be on us.

What does it mean to say, I can send a dozen people to cooperate with your actions, but our main force must withdraw to the base camp to be on guard. If you don’t accept my proposal, we will break up!"

Kosayev's anger boiled in his chest, but he knew that Suleiman was telling the truth. Now another team suddenly appeared in Bajil City to carry out sabotage activities, obviously to attract the attention of the militia organization and let Qin Fei and others

People escape.

It's just that he knew this, but he couldn't do anything about it.

These wild militiamen don't have much credibility. Even Suleiman can't do it to ask them to abandon their beliefs and work for themselves. Even if Suleiman agrees, his people will question and object. Once there is a quarrel, even Suleiman will

Lyman, the newly appointed boss, may not be able to sit still in his position.

"Damn! Okay! Immediately send all the people you can to the north of the city, which is closest to the intersection out of the city. They will definitely break through from there. You hold them back, and leave the rest to me and my people.

Done!"

"No problem." Suleiman agreed to this request, which was not too much. "I can only send twenty people."

After the call ended, Kosayev kicked the brick wall on the roof of the building and knocked away a brick on the top of the fence.

Pressing the call button, he issued the latest order on his team's channel: "The militiamen in Bajil City can't be counted on now. We have to fight on our own. Now everyone gets on board immediately and goes to the north of the city to search.

Dragon Squad."



North of the city.

The squad moved in the darkness.

A local woman who was washing utensils on the roadside saw a group of heavily armed soldiers wearing night vision goggles appearing in front of her with guns in hand. She was surprised when the earthen jar in her hand fell to the ground with a clang and broke into pieces.

"Shh-"

The ghost made a silencing gesture, and then said to the woman in Arabic: "We mean no harm, go back to your room."

The woman was stunned for a moment. She had never seen soldiers in such uniforms before. They didn't look like government troops or the youth army.

Years of war have made her a little numb.

The surprise quickly disappeared from her eyes, and she glanced at these people curiously. She turned back to her house and closed the door with a bang.

After walking forward for more than twenty meters, there was a crossroads ahead.

"Where to go?" Qin Fei didn't want to take out the GPS positioning. In places like this where the signal is not very good, there is a delay in the electronic map. It often takes a while to update the coordinates after holding it in hand.

Every second counts now. The ghost has conducted reconnaissance in advance, and he will be relatively familiar with the terrain here.

"there!"

The ghost pointed to the left: "Turn into the road on the left."

Just as I was about to move on, I suddenly heard voices coming from the front.

Qin Fei raised his fist and quickly used tactical sign language to signal everyone to take cover.

Several black shadows appeared at the corner of the intersection. Using the night vision device, Qin Fei immediately saw clearly that these people were the militiamen of Bajil City. The leader was gesticulating and seemed to be instructing his men to search nearby houses.

"Kill them?" Qin Fei asked the ghost, "or wait until they pass by."

"We can't hide, they are coming towards us." Ghost looked at his watch, "There is no time for us to wait. If most of the militiamen have withdrawn near the base camp, then there won't be too many troops here, and we can kill them directly.

Go out, otherwise the night will be long and you will have many dreams. We are only about one kilometer away from the intersection out of the city. As long as you meet up with your friends, we can get in the car and go out of the city to wait for the thundering helicopter to come over."

"Okay, then kill them!"

Qin Fei nodded and informed everyone in the headset: "Get ready to fight and capture these people as quickly as possible."

The dozen or so militiamen seemed not to realize that the people they were searching for were hiding in the pillars and ruins of houses not far away. They walked towards here while checking for places to hide people on the street.

"Act!" At a distance of thirty meters, Qin Fei's order was finally given.

Crouching behind the pillar, Qin Fei aimed at the little leader who led the team and quickly pulled the trigger. Under the powerful firepower of the M249, the crowd in the scope exploded with countless blood sprays.

The AK47 in Ghost's hand also played a cheerful death symphony. The militia patrol was caught off guard and before they had time to react, six militiamen were knocked to the ground by the two men's lightning-fast sneak attack.

Wang Dongcheng also kept pulling the trigger in the dark, and several militiamen who wanted to run into the building next to them fell down not far from the door.

There were also people who squatted down to fight back on the spot, but unfortunately they lost the opportunity after all, and facing the wolf-like tigers of the special forces, they were basically lambs to be slaughtered. The two or three militiamen who had just squatted down and raised their guns had not had time to shoot at the squad.

It was hit into a fishing net by the M249's storm of bullets.

"Get it, let's go! Get out of here!" The ghost issued a final reminder on the radio channel: "Let's start running forward as fast as we can. There is only one kilometer left. It will be much safer if we leave here!"

Following the blood spattered from the corpses on the street, the team quickly turned into the street on the left.

The group began their final run.

One kilometer is not that far, and hope seems to be right in front of you.

Suddenly, a beam of light appeared in the darkness ahead. A car rushed out from a side street on the right, turned around, and sped towards Qin Fei's team.

"hidden!"

Everyone immediately dispersed, and their guns were all pointed at the car that appeared in sight.

"Don't shoot!"

Qin Fei raised his hand to signal everyone not to shoot for the time being, because he saw that it was a Ural truck, which seemed a little different from the previous armed pickup truck of the militia.

As the distance gets closer, the driver's face in the cab becomes clearer and clearer.

It’s Kunchai!

"Boss, we seem to be near your GPS signal. Where are you?"

Hearing the voice of Thor God Eric, Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

The rescue vehicle finally arrived.

He came out and waved to the Ural truck.

"Look fifty meters ahead, we are here."


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