Battlefield Contract Worker

"This is the future," Colonel Morgan said calmly.

"Yeah, the future." Long Zhengwu took a sip from his glass, "it makes me feel old. No one has made me feel this way except my wife. So I hate drones. Did they leave?"

"Have already set off, they will follow an old road in Latakia and rush to that town." Colonel Morgan turned to the US military staff and said, "Switch to satellite monitoring to see what the extremists are doing. "

"Yes Colonel."

A satellite image is enlarged step by step on the big screen, and finally a photo that is not very clear is formed. But it is not bad that satellite photos can have such an effect.

"It looks like they didn't react at all." Colonel Morgan nodded. "It's good for our raid."

"Report, our drone found abnormal conditions on the ground." The technician connected the drone's surveillance video to the main screen. The four transporters on the screen are driving normally, while on the other side a dark spot appears to be passing fast. Nobody knows what that is. "Morgan looked at and frowned. "It looks like a motorcycle, do you think it's him?" "

"It should be." Long Zhengwu said to him, "this time he insisted on acting alone."

Colonel Morgan sneered, "Aren't you afraid that the drone will accidentally hurt him?"

"I'm sitting here just to make sure of this. So you'd better be careful." Long Zhengwu said slowly, "As long as something happens to him, everyone from the Ministry of Defense to this office will have an accident. I don't care. joke."

Long Zhengwu didn't show the slightest threatening tone, but instead seemed to state a normal fact. But his words changed everyone's face, this daring person, is he threatening everyone?

"Are you a threat?" Colonel Morgan frowned.

"What do you think?" Long Zhengwu asked back, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still so strong.

Morgan was silent for a while and turned around. "Don't be so sensitive, at least this time we're working together."

Dragon Noon shrugged. "certainly."

The people in the command room were strange, they all knew what Colonel Morgan was, a man known for his tough attitude and quick temper. In fact, if he hadn't offended too many people with his bad temper, he might be a brigadier-general by now.

But it is such a person who seems to be patient everywhere when dealing with this fat man in a suit, and even feels a little low-key. This made this genial Asian fat man look a little weird. Logically speaking, he is just the boss of a military company. As the employer of this operation, Colonel Morgan had no need to look at his face. Now it seems to be the other way around. Colonel Morgan seems to be a little afraid of this fat man.

Even this fat man was in the command room, holding a glass of wine, no one dared to speak of him.

The plane of Lin Rui and others actually landed in the open space of a warehouse in an industrial area. The industrial zone, 20 kilometers north of the port of Latakia, has long been where rebels and government forces have faced off.

After nearly four years of violence, a war economy is dominating a country with an unemployment rate of 60. Ninety percent of the urban area is without power. Because 3.8 million people have fled the country since the war, the displacement of people is a major factor in the lights going out. Power shortages and damaged infrastructure are also important reasons.

The only thing that hasn't diminished is the various checkpoints along the way, both government and insurgent-controlled checkpoints that have become venues for all kinds of transactions. Food imports, home appliances… everything is bought and sold at checkpoints, turning the power in the hands of war beneficiaries into cash. The establishment of these checkpoints is more motivated by money than security necessity.

Lin Rui and others chose an old road that had been abandoned for many years, overgrown with weeds, and few people passed by. But the road can take them around all the checkpoints and go straight to their target extremist camp.

It's just that the road has been in disrepair for a long time, and the bumpy feeling along the way is not pleasant. But more than 30 kilometers is not very far, and soon they have arrived not far from their destination.

Compared to the darkness in the city, the town was brightly lit, even equipped with large searchlights.

But looking at it with a telescope, Lin Rui was surprised to find that the so-called searchlight was actually the large stadium lighting equipment used in football fields. Presumably in which stadium it was dismantled.

The walls of this town have also been heightened and strengthened, and there are a lot of messy things piled up at the entrances and exits. As a sandbag for cover, many layers were built from the inside to the outside. The wooden barricades were tangled with razor-blade gill nets, and several diesel barrels by the door were burning with wood. A group of militants gathered there to smoke.

"How? Shall we do it?" Jason whispered in Lin Rui's ear.

"Don't worry, Zhao Jianfei is responsible for creating the surface pressure here. Let's go in that direction, and once Zhao Jianfei and the others hit the front, we will blow up the wall and break into the town directly. Just like what we planned before, I understand. What?" Lin Rui whispered.

"Understood." Jason nodded, waved to the mercenaries behind him and shouted, "Get out of the car and follow me. This is not our place. We are responsible for creating surprises."

Lin Rui took his six team members~www.wuxiahere.com~ and more than 20 mercenaries from Team A to gather in the southeast of this town in the dark. After arriving at the predetermined location, Lin Rui looked at the GPS location and waved to Park Dong-sang to install the camera.

After everything was completed, Lin Rui connected to Colonel Morgan's communication and reported the situation to him, "We have arrived at the predetermined location on the southeast side of the camp. The installation has been carried out as originally planned. The next step can be implemented."

"Very good." Colonel Morgan said in a low voice, "Team B, start the frontal attack and try to attract enough attention. Then assign half of the staff to attack at the same time in the direction of the other back door, and make sure to focus all the extremists' attention. Attracted by the front and rear doors."

"Received." After Zhao Jianfei cut off the communication, he immediately waved back. The mercenaries suddenly attacked in the direction of the gate. The bullet shooting at night was like countless red lines, and the explosion of the grenade and the violent gunfire merged together.

Only then did the few armed men who were defending at the entrance reacted, and the cat lowered his waist and hid near the bunker at the entrance and began to organize a counterattack. A militant shook the hand-cranked anti-aircraft siren on one side and shouted "enemy attack" hoarsely.

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