After the war, the road was in a mess, with corpses strewn across the road, and the original convoy had been completely bombed into wreckage.
A soldier with two legs completely broken was crawling on the ground wailing, with a long trail of blood behind him. Thorpe raised his gun and ended the man's pain.
Price stood next to a military vehicle and looked down at Yimlan Zakayev who was leaning on the tire with blood on his face. The calf of his right leg was missing, and a big hole was opened in his waist.
There is still one breath left.
Price didn't say anything. He raised an AK-74 he had just picked up from the ground. Zakayev raised his head. A piece of his mandible was cut off by a single piece, revealing his gums and jagged teeth. His eyes were like
Angry and cold like a beast.
Spreading his hand, a grenade rolled out with the safety off. Price did not hesitate, throwing the gun and knocking him down in one go.
After the explosion, there was no need to refill the gun. "Both father and son are really cruel people." Gates carefully checked the body to confirm that there were no other explosives.
"He facilitated the cooperation between OTAN and the Russians." Sandman lamented on the sidelines. This is something that has not happened for many years.
"Why does support always arrive last?" Gates looked at the Russian helicopters in the sky and the approaching marines.
"The two helicopters just now were considered support. They came at just the right time." Frost looked up and found that the two Mi-171s had disappeared.
Xu Chuan, who had hidden his merits and fame, had already asked the pilots to fly towards the airport. As for their merits, flight data and phone calls can prove everything.
There is still a group of people waiting for Xu Chuan to pick them up, and people like Umbrella are not suitable to show up.
The two helicopters landed directly at the nearest frontline airport. The facilities here were simple, but it was no problem to refuel the helicopters. A few old guys jumped out of the plane and started shouting and drinking like crazy.
Albert knelt on the cold ground and vomited, "Are you sure he has completed the airborne training course?" Xu Chuan walked away in disgust, although he was also a little dizzy, but was this guy too
Exaggerated.
John Smith shook his head, "He must be psychologically affected." Templeton Pike staggered past them with a pale face.
"Fuck, have you ever seen the Mi-171 do a roll? These crazy people." Albert kept cursing. On the way back, the pilot might have been drunk and performed a stunt, but the problem is that this is...
A transport plane.
Murdoc didn't seem to have any influence, this was routine for him.
Xu Chuan took out his satellite phone and found that there was actually a signal. Hey, Mao Zi has really fallen. It is outrageous that there is no communication control in the war zone.
I'm just complaining, but it's really convenient for me. Otherwise, I would have to take a plane and leave this area first.
I found a deserted place and made a call, "Uncle Xu, how can I contact your people?" How could I find such a few guys hiding their whereabouts in the wilderness of Siberia?
"Where are you?" Xu Zhengyang's unsmiling voice came from the other side of the phone.
"The Russians' frontline airport." Xu Chuan took out his GPS and reported a series of numbers. The other person didn't say anything for a long time.
Xu Zhengyang asked in confusion, "How did you get in?"
Xu Chuan was even more confused, "I paid you, and I rented two Mi-171s." Then he seemed to hear a low curse from the other side.
"Is it safe where you are?" Xu Zhengyang decided to trust Xu Chuan after weighing the pros and cons.
"Don't worry, you ask them to come directly and contact me nearby." Xu Chuan saw that this Siberian Territory was already in ruins. Otherwise, how could Zakayev be allowed to grow big here? Mao Zifan checked the military region
The headquarters can definitely find evidence of contact with Zakayev.
At this frontline airport, these two planes can be sold directly to you as long as you give money. Of course, the premise is that you can drive away yourself. Find the pilot who sent you here in a tent, give him a roll of US dollars and let him change eight.
Wear a Russian military uniform, not new but worn.
This old man with the rank of major didn't even ask Xu Chuan what he wanted to do. He ordered the money with saliva, and then found the clothes in less than half an hour. There were some big and small ones, and the labels were complete. At first glance, he looked like he was from the body.
When I took it off, it was still warm.
According to the agreement with Xu Zhengyang, Xu Chuan would wait here for four hours. Although he kept saying that there was no need to rush, Xu Zhengyang still told him not to wait any longer if it exceeded the time limit, which made him really nervous.
Less than four hours later, Xu Chuan's satellite phone rang. On the other side was the voice of a man from Shu, "I was introduced by Lao Xu."
Xu Chuan sounded very friendly, "Where are you? I'll pick you up in my car." He said it as if he was picking up a group of ordinary tourists.
I found a truck that was filled with gas, threw my things into the truck, told Smith, and drove out of the camp.
After turning around a mountain, he stopped by a birch forest at the foot of the mountain. He didn't know where these people were hiding. As agreed, Xu Chuan got out of the car and circled the car three times counterclockwise, and then turned once again clockwise.
Complaining about this stupid method thought up by some 250-year-old.
Less than ten minutes later, someone tapped on the passenger door. Xu Chuan was a little surprised. He had been paying attention to his surroundings, but he was still touched from a blind corner. Although he did not devote all his attention, he could still
It shows that the abilities of this group of people are absolutely top-notch.
He opened the door and jumped out. In the blind spot of the driver's rearview mirror, a heavily armed figure was pointing at him with the AKMS in his hand. This man was over 1.7 meters tall and was completely different from Albert's group of Europeans and Americans.
The human body is stronger and more coordinated.
With his left foot forward, his body leaned forward slightly and his back tensed, the metal gun butt rested on his shoulder. Xu Chuan's eyes lit up. This posture of holding the gun was so stable. He raised the corners of his mouth and greeted enthusiastically, "Brother,
Are you looking for a job? Our company recruits retired military personnel all year round. Those with practical experience are preferred. The annual salary starts at US$200,000." What is the most important thing in the 21st century, talent!
The man's body stiffened slightly, as if he was confused by Xu Chuan's behavior. At this extremely embarrassing moment, another man had already surrounded him from the other side.
These people were quite cautious and did not completely trust Xu Chuan because of Xu Zhengyang. One of them looked at him while the other checked the carriage.
After doing all this, he made a gesture towards the distance, and a few others climbed up from their hiding places. These people were wearing all kinds of clothes, and Xu Chuan couldn't even identify which country the camouflage uniforms they were wearing were from.
Putting all these together, logistics is truly a talent.