Under the cover of the black night, the entire military camp was quietly prostrate on the gently undulating gray land.

The jeep did not disturb the peaceful and quiet atmosphere of the night, but drove straight through several barracks of the barracks, and then through the training ground, which was the size of three football fields, to a remote section of the hill at the end of the barracks.

This is a forbidden place for warehouses belonging to the barracks, and no unauthorized officers and soldiers are allowed to enter it in peacetime. But at this time, the captain of the special forces group of the military region, Colonel Roquere, has been waiting here for a long time.

He only took the closest guard with him! Because the less one person knows about this combat mission, the more security and secrecy there will be. Therefore, even the commanders of military divisions should not come here to intervene in this matter.

Roquere is a middle-aged man in his forties, and this kind of person gives people a seasoned and sophisticated feeling. To tell the truth, he has been the head of the special forces of the Northwest Military District for many years, and the desert special operation is his strength. Therefore, for this kind of person, Xiao Feng is full of respect from the heart.

After getting out of the car, after a little greeting, Roclay led them in. Of course, before that, Sean had been arranged to wait in the military reception room.

Because, wolf thorn, this is a mysterious sword that no outsiders will be allowed to know!

It doesn't even have the most basic unit number, and it has always existed only in the form of a shadow. However, being able to enter this army is the greatest wish of almost all soldiers!

And Sean, it is clear that he can't be brought to the barracks of this shadow force.

It's just a military warehouse, heavily guarded around it. In an air-raid 'shelter' at the innermost end of the warehouse, this is the barracks of the "wolf thorn".

This air-raid 'shelter' was dug by officers and men of the military region in order to resist the Soviet Union's aggression at any time in order to resist the Soviet Union's aggression at any time. It's just that decades later, the haze of that war has disappeared, but this air-raid 'hole' has now become an excellent strategic reserve warehouse.

Wolf Thorn Special Operations Group, 12 members!

Looking at the eleven burly men in front of him, all of whom were more than one meter eight tall, Xiao Feng suddenly felt the soaring will to fight and the eagerness for war emanating from their bodies.

Therefore, so to speak, a soldier is a war machine that exists for the sake of war! And once there is no war in this world one day, there will naturally be no such thing as a soldier!

These twelve-person groups, including the leader He Ming, are all from different provinces, cities and regions, and from different nationalities!

Among them, there are Han, Hui, Uygur, Qiang, Mongolian, Kazakh, and so on. Because, they all belong to a great nation, and the name of this nation is China!

After a brief explanation, captain Roquere changed his words and cut to the point!

He turned on the projector, and the screen hanging on one wall was immediately clear. This is a topographical map of the Northwest Frontier, which has already been marked by Roclay. And the location of the red 'color' circle on it is the location of the mysterious and evil organization base.

"Attention, everyone, this is where the base is located. This place is close to a small town in Kazakhstan called Zaisan! Everyone must know the topography of this area, this area is surrounded by grasslands, but this area is a very complex mountainous area, and their base is in this mountainous area. ”

Roclay pointed to the map and meticulously analyzed, "These guys are very cunning! They have taken advantage of a blind spot in our armed guard, and according to our country's regulations, our soldiers are not allowed to cross the border to take action." And according to credible intelligence, this group, the unarmed materials they need, are almost all transported through our borders. Therefore, we must follow three principles in our actions this time: be accurate, ruthless, and fast! We must end the fighting within three hours! Although we are only assisting Russia's 'signal flags' in taking action this time, I hope that all of us should know in our hearts that this mysterious and evil base is located in this position, and in fact poses the greatest threat to our country's security! Therefore, I hope that each and every one of you must do your best to eliminate this base and this gang of terrorists! Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"Okay, now I invite General Xiao from the Special Operations Department of the Ministry of State Security to give us all a few words, everyone is welcome!" Roquere suddenly changed his words and threw his right to speak to Xiao Feng.

When it came, everyone unanimously mentioned it in their hearts!

There is no mistake in general, he is a general, and I am afraid that he is also the youngest general in the country's three armed forces! But he is not the youngest general in history; more than 2,000 years ago, there was a general who led the cavalry of the Han army for thousands of miles to kill the Huns and made the Huns cry for their father and mother, and he was the most bullish figure in Chinese history!

His name is Huo Quzhi! He is the most impressive general in history!

The loud applause made him a little ashamed but disrespectful! Helplessly, cheeky, he had no choice but to go on, and under the fanatical and adoring gaze of everyone, he walked to the front of the stage.

"Well, I don't have anything to say, just now, Colonel Luo has already said everything that needs to be said, and I just want to emphasize one point, that is, unity! Once we are on the battlefield, our 'sexual' lives are all linked together, and we will share weal and woe, life and death! Okay, I said, it's over! That's all!"

Although his words were short, they expressed the most important meaning in everyone's hearts. Indeed, on the battlefield, no one wants to shine their back in front of an untrustworthy comrade-in-arms.

The most important thing is trust! Absolute trust! The kind of trust that can put one's 'life' at the gunpoint of the other side!

Captain Rocre has already given the order that as soon as tomorrow dawn they will set out from here and sail to the northwest border to join up with the special operations "elite" of Russia's "signal flags."

Perhaps tomorrow night, some of them will fall! Some will die! But at this moment, they still desperately yearn for war!