"This is a federal military restricted area! Stop advancing immediately! Please identify yourself!" Ivanovich's comrades shouted loudly in their native language through the loudspeaker.
This group of people who suddenly appeared in the woods in the distance looked very panicked. With the help of binoculars and searchlights, it was possible to vaguely distinguish that they were wearing federal army uniforms.
If it were not for this military uniform, Ivanovich and the others would have opened fire long ago.
The other party hid in the woods and took no further action. After a while, a man walked onto the road with his hands raised, looking back three times, as if he wanted to negotiate.
"What should we do? Shall we send someone over?" The comrade put his hands on the microphone and asked Ivanovich.
"No, it's too dangerous! Where is the sir? Doesn't she have instructions?"
"Can't contact the commander, she doesn't know where she went." Another comrade put down the radio and replied.
"Others don't agree to send people there, Vanya, you are a corporal, what is your opinion?" The comrade asked him, holding up the receiver.
"In this way, you broadcast a public channel to them and establish a dialogue first." Vanya put down the telescope and gave the order.
"Unknown troops, please immediately connect the radio to 450 MHz to reveal your identity!" The comrade shouted while holding the microphone.
After waiting for a moment, there was an echo on the radio: "Please cease fire immediately. We are willing to surrender. Please do not continue to fire."
"Vanya, what's going on?" The comrades looked at Ivanovich in confusion, and the expressions of the others were not much better.
"Yeah, I didn't fire a single shot? Why did the other side ask us to cease fire?" Ivanovich was also full of questions and couldn't figure out the situation in front of him.
"Why do you care so much! Boys, let them throw away their weapons and line up on the road!" Second Lieutenant Vasilyeva's voice suddenly sounded on the radio, and everyone's spirits were immediately lifted.
"Lieutenant, what do you mean by this? We haven't figured out the identity of the other party yet!"
"Whatever, just do as she said." Ivanovich replied. For some reason, he felt that what the second lieutenant said was absolutely correct.
"Okay, I'll do as you say." The comrade nodded, picked up the radio and started calling.
A large number of armed men put down their weapons and lined up on the road. At a glance, there were more than a hundred people. They were all wearing federal army uniforms, and the equipment and other equipment on their bodies were also standard equipment, but their expressions looked a little strange.
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"What should we do next? Sir, what are the next instructions?"
"Pick out a few young men and come with me to take over the prisoners of war!" the second lieutenant's hearty voice came from the radio.
"Vania, let's go, this is a good opportunity to show off in front of the second lieutenant!" The comrade put down the phone excitedly, looking eager to give it a try.
"Well, let's go. Stay vigilant and shoot if anything goes wrong, but don't hit us." Ivanovich gave a few instructions to the others, then picked up his rifle and walked out of the guard post with his comrades.
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In the open space at the entrance to the bunker, the second lieutenant was already waiting there. Next to him were more than thirty soldiers transferred from other posts. They were lining up to get on the truck.
"Okay boys, let's go!" The second lieutenant waved his hand and boarded his jeep.
The distance of a few hundred meters was quickly reached. Although they were a little nervous, Ivanovich and his comrades still stepped forward to inspect the group of armed men. This was their first actual combat, although this actual combat was nothing.
fighting.
Fortunately, this group of people did not cause any trouble and successfully controlled them. Because it was impossible to let them enter the underground bunker, everyone could only find an old dormitory in the outer base to detain them, and then wait for the arrival of support troops.
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"Who are they? They look like other troops, but they don't want to talk to us." The comrade said while shaking his body. There is no way, the weather here is too cold, outside the dormitory building
But there is no stove in the sentry.
"How do I know? The commander didn't tell us, he just asked us to watch and we just did it." Ivanovich also shivered with cold and kept jumping in reply.
"Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet? It's been four or five hours! I remember that the nearest troops are less than a hundred kilometers away from here, right? Even if they come by bicycle, they should be here by about time, right?"
"Maybe something has delayed me," Ivanovich replied casually.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? You don't like to answer." His comrades were a little dissatisfied with his attitude.
"I'm wondering what they were attacked by. Do you remember those strange flashes and sounds just now? What happened? The commander didn't let us go over to check, and the brothers at the checkpoint couldn't be contacted. What went wrong up front?
Already?"
"Perhaps they are really aliens? But they were repelled before they reached us? They were actually troops that rushed in for reinforcements, and then had a fierce battle with the aliens. Although they repelled the enemies, their
Their spirits have been severely affected, and they are confused about their identity. In order to block the news, the higher-ups asked us to lock them up." The comrades said with joy, as if they were real.
"Maybe what you said is true. These people look so strange." Ivanovich thought and cast his sights towards the end of the road.
"Boys, hold on a little longer and reinforcements will come! Come on, come on, have some hot beet soup!"
Second Lieutenant Vasilyeva appeared in front of everyone, riding in a jeep with a dining car towed behind it. The strange thing was that no one noticed when she came over.
"Angel." That's what everyone was thinking at the time.
"Sir? Which unit are they from?" Ivanovich asked Lieutenant Vasilyeva who was standing aside while drinking soup.
"They are not your comrades-in-arms, they are mercenaries, just disguised as soldiers."
"Mercenaries? Why are mercenaries here? Who hired them?"
"The composition of employers is very complex, including today's top executives."
"What? What are they doing here?"
"Kill you, take away the nuclear bomb, then attack the aliens, and finally frame it for NGOs."
"Are they crazy? Why do they do this?" Ivanovich opened his mouth wide, completely unable to believe what the second lieutenant said.
"They are indeed crazy, that's why they came up with such a bad plan." The second lieutenant nodded and gave an affirmative answer.
"We sacrificed our lives to defend the country, but the country betrayed us like this! Damn it!" the comrades cursed angrily at the side.
"Young man, you made a mistake. It is not the country that betrays you, but the rulers." The second lieutenant turned his head and said in a very serious tone.
"Sorry, sir, I..." Hearing this, the comrade lowered his head in shame.
"It doesn't matter, I can understand your feelings. But don't worry, something like this won't happen again in the future." The second lieutenant patted his comrade on the shoulder, causing his body to tremble.
The sky has turned slightly white, and the beam of car lights appears at the curve of the road. It seems that reinforcements have arrived.
"Okay, boys, the guy who is taking care of the funeral is here. Let's get ready to hand over the prisoners, and then go back to sleep underground!"