In the nameless village, the signal flag commander walked through the town. His first destination was the building that was burned to ashes. The fire had basically subsided, but there were still some combustible materials emitting residual heat, and the surrounding temperature was as high as fifty.
Many degrees.
"Shet, the summer in Egypt is too hot!" An old man walked a few steps and started to complain about the weather. Compared with Russia, the summer in Egypt is too hot. Russia is now at most ten degrees, but Egypt has already
The temperature is over 40 degrees. Fortunately, this group of special forces often perform missions around the world and are somewhat accustomed to the hot weather.
"It seems that the Americans suffered heavy losses. I found three corpses of the US military Delta!"
A soldier walked up to the commander. Behind him were two soldiers, one of whom was dragging two corpses. One of the corpses belonged to Wang Hao. It was the house in the former grocery store. Yu Yang just put Wang Hao's corpse in
A hidden location was found by the Russians.
"Let me see, who is it? Wow, this is Robin Hood. Poor guy, was he killed by a grenade? Who is this? This is Camille. This one is, um, I don't know him. They are all famous.
Guy, it’s such a pity that he died here!” The commander looked at the corpses and immediately recognized the identities of two of the corpses. After all, he had been fighting with Delta for so long, and anyone familiar with it could recognize them at a glance.
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"Look around and see if you can still find some living people. Now I'm very curious about what happened here. The famous Delta actually lost a lot of people. It seems that our neighbors are not weak in combat. Can we find out who they are?
Which army is it from? Are ghosts out?" The commander checked Wang Hao's body and found not many valuable things. The head was missing, and there was nothing on the body that could prove his identity.
"Boss, it's probably not a ghost. If it's a ghost, these Deltas probably won't be able to hold on to us. I think it's someone from other troops, but you also know the confidentiality of our neighbors. We shouldn't gain much.
!”
The Ghost Special Forces, to be precise, is not called Ghost. It is just a name given to a domestic force by foreign special operations teams. No one knows its specific number and name, but the only thing that is known is that this force once and
Most of the special operations forces in the world have fought against each other without defeat. Apart from the dragon group that exists in the novel, it can be said to be the most mysterious force in the country (this is true)
"Okay, don't worry about it for now. Let's search and see if we can find anything. Haven't the polar bears come back yet? A group of people are chasing a car. Isn't it over yet?" The commander looked at the time and saw that it had passed.
For five or six minutes, there was no movement from the second group of people sent out, which made him feel that something was wrong. Ten people versus five people (the commander thought there were five Americans in a Humvee). Even Delta should end the battle.
Already.
In another building not far from the commander, Sick Cat (nickname) slowly opened his eyes. When he was fighting Delta just now, a bullet penetrated the house and hit his helmet. He directly
He fainted. When he woke up, the battle was over. He looked around him. It was pitch black, but there seemed to be footsteps coming. After the sick cat heard it, he touched his side and found that the pistol was still there.
Now, hold the pistol in your hand.
Two soldiers with signal flags slowly walked into a building full of bullet holes and searched carefully. They found a body on the first floor of the house, a yellow man, a soldier from their neighbor's country.
, I checked it carefully, even took off my underwear and looked at it, but I didn't find any useful information.
The two people slowly went upstairs along the stairs. Although the battle was over, it ended in a hurry. The Americans did not have time to clean the battlefield. There should still be lucky people on the battlefield. The signal flag soldier's current task is to find
These lucky people, ask them in a friendly way what happened. Of course, some unpleasant things may happen to them in a friendly way. As long as they find survivors, the signal flag soldiers will let them open their mouths. After all, every special forces soldier
They are all masters of torture.
The two people slowly walked up the stairs step by step. Although they were very careful, they still made some noise because of the military boots they were wearing when they stepped on the wooden floor.
Although it is not big, it is still very obvious in this surprisingly quiet village. The sick cat does not know where he is, but he gently touched around and found that he should be in a closet. His comrades should be
He hid himself here, but he didn't know what was going on outside, let alone whether the people coming were friends or foes.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the sick cat became more nervous. He opened the safety and faced the cabinet door. Once someone opened the door, he was ready to shoot. At this time, there was no time for him to think about whether it was a friendly or enemy force.
The two soldiers with signal flags walked to the second floor and took a glance. What they saw was a living room, but it was very messy now. The walls were full of bullet holes. The sofa had been smashed and there were pieces on the floor. It should have been bombed.
However, there was no one in the living room on the second floor. After checking the possible hiding places, two soldiers with signal flags slowly walked towards the two rooms on the second floor.
Gently pushing open the room, there was a bedroom, which was not very big, with a single bed, a table and a wardrobe. The two soldiers looked at each other, one of them aimed his gun at the wardrobe, and the other soldier slowly
He slowly squatted down, then lay on the ground, pointing the muzzle of the gun at the bottom of the bed. There was nothing under the bed, and the only thing in the room that could hide anyone was a wardrobe.
The two soldiers walked to the edge of the closet. The leading soldier put away his rifle, took out his pistol, held the gun in one hand, and placed the other hand gently on the closet, and then suddenly opened the closet.
Apart from the door and a few traditional Arab clothes, the closet was empty without anyone or anything.
The two people looked at each other and slowly retreated towards the last room. The room was similar to the previous room. The only difference was that the space was slightly larger and the single bed was replaced by a double bed.
, two more cabinets.
Still preparing to check under the bed first, the commander's roaring voice suddenly sounded in the headset: "Damn, gather, gather, gather them all!" After receiving the order, the two old men looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.
He shrugged his shoulders, his boss got angry, and his tone was very annoyed, someone must be in trouble!
"Let's go, the boss is angry. I don't know who made the boss angry. If I find out, I will definitely not let him go. Making our boss angry will just make it difficult for us!"
"Stop talking, let's go quickly. The boss is getting angry. It's not like you don't know. If we are a second or two late, we will suffer!"
The two old men quickly left the room. Although they didn't know why their commander was angry, judging from the character of their boss, as long as their boss was angry, something big would definitely happen, and once the commander was angry, the consequences would be dire.
Seriously, when I was on a mission in Afghanistan, an anti-government militant got the name of the commander from nowhere and wrote a taunting letter.
The result was that none of the high-ranking members of the anti-government armed forces survived, and they were all killed by the commander alone. As for the member of the anti-government armed forces who wrote the letter to the commander, none of his family survived.
After the two Russian signal flag soldiers walked out of the room, in the cabinet less than two or three meters away from them, the sick cat let out a long sigh of relief. The people at the door just now were definitely not friendly troops, because they spoke neither Chinese nor English but Russian.
