And the director of Hubei TV really wants to kill people now: "Originally, we could also enjoy this magic, it's that bastard, it's a good thing for Lao Tzu!"

The director of Yubei TV was surprised and even more panicked: "The benefits promised before are still too few, and they may not be able to catch Ziyan Media." What else can I offer to them besides sharing advertising revenue?"

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Thousands of miles away in the desert, a large Mi-26 helicopter is hovering. The loud roar of the helicopter engine was heard far away in the early morning sky, and the strong wind from the propellers blew the sand below and splashed in all directions. After a long time, a huge crater formed under the helicopter, revealing the stones and dirt underneath.

The helicopter, painted with the Libyan military insignia on the outside, carried eleven soldiers, all dressed in Libyan soldiers' uniforms, holding a variety of weapons and with oil paint on their faces. But if you look closely, you'll see that there are quite a few Asian faces among these people.

In fact, they were a special combat team led by Liu Changgui and Ma Liantao, shouldering the heavy task of killing the enemy's headquarters.

They posed as Libyan journalists.

Kryutsikov's intelligence officers in Libya learned that a group of reporters had come to the headquarters by helicopter this morning to report on the troops' achievements. Therefore, Zhou Jianliang, Kryutskov Jr., Liu Changgui and Ma Liantao decided to take advantage of this opportunity to adopt the method of exchanging the tanuki for the prince, and take the opportunity to infiltrate the enemy headquarters.

To this end, Kryutskov Jr. arranged for his subordinates to make elaborate preparations: always pay attention to the time of take-off of the press corps, conduct radio interference in the area where the helicopter must pass, and prevent the plane from communicating wirelessly with the command. During this time, Liu Changgui and his helicopter pretended to be the helicopter of the press corps to arrive at the enemy's headquarters in advance.

In order to save time, Liu Changgui and his helicopter hovered deep in the desert, ready to go out at any time.

Suddenly, a sound came from the earphones of one of the Chinese people in charge of communication.

He hurriedly said: "I'm a weasel, I'm a weasel, please speak!"

After about a minute, he said to Commander Liu Changgui: "The command said that it is okay! The helicopter of the press corps entered our signal jamming zone in two minutes. At the speed of the helicopter, we only have eight minutes of signal shielding! Eight minutes later, the plane will fly out of our signal jamming zone!"

Liu Changgui frowned, but soon said firmly into the small microphone on the side of his mouth: "All of them, act according to the plan......!" , weasels, pay attention to listen to the enemy's radio inquiries!"

"Yes!" both voices replied almost simultaneously.

The pilot, nicknamed the Flying Bat, skillfully refueled the engine and pulled up the lifting lever. Soon, the helicopter hovered and ascended rapidly, and then flew eastward!

The communicator, nicknamed the weasel, listened carefully to the sound in his headphones, glancing at the communication radio in his footsteps from time to time.

The helicopter flew for seven minutes, and the radio station at the weasel's feet flashed with a red light, and everyone except the helicopter pilot and navigator looked nervously at the communicator weasel.

The communicator pursed his lips, calmly connected the circuit, and said loudly: "We are a war correspondent interview group, and our identification number is FRH00631! Our helicopter will enter your defense area immediately, please guide us to land! Our helicopter will enter your defense area immediately, please guide us to land!"

A voice came from inside that sounded obviously casual: "Say your PIN again." ”

The weasel also said in a casual tone: "00631, it's FRH00631." Hey buddy, great work. ”

The voice inside said: "Fly straight forward and see the big cement flat in front of you, as long as you don't crash into the helicopters and combat vehicles on the ground." Good luck with your interview. ”

The weasel said, "Okay. See you later!"

While the weasel breathed a sigh of relief, so did the rest of the people on the plane.

Five minutes later, the weasel's radio flashed again.

Liu Changgui said loudly: "Check the weapons and equipment immediately and prepare for battle!"

After Liu Changgui motioned for him to turn on the circuit, the weasel calmly connected the circuit.

An eager voice came from inside: "FRH00631, please answer!"

The weasel gave Liu Changgui a gesture, and then calmly replied, "I'm FRH00631! What happened?"

The voice inside said a little angrily, "Why do you have two helicopters?"

The weasel was deliberately surprised and asked, "Two helicopters?" We only have one. We have only one war correspondent group. Is the other one from your military?"

The voice inside asked suspiciously, "Are you sure there is only one?...... Hell, we only got one order, but the radar shows that there is one behind you, what the hell is going on? The radio can't reach them!"

The weasel said, "They may be the overseers sent by our great Colonel Kajifi. As we set out, we heard that there might be a war team coming today, including French war advisers. The French are not satisfied with the progress of your current war, saying that you are not advancing as fast as you used to. ”

When he heard this, he suddenly said, "It turned out to be the battle supervision team! I want to check our defenses by sneaking up." What do they know about the sons of bitches, and now that the logistical supply lines are too long, and our combat soldiers are too tired, how can they still advance as before?"

The weasel exclaimed, "Isn't it? The French were not also boastful during World War II, but they were overturned by the Germans at once, and finally raised their hands and surrendered. They guide us?

While the weasel was farting and chatting with each other, Liu Changgui and other special combat soldiers quickly checked their weapons and equipment.

Two minutes later, the voice came from inside, and he was heard sarcastically say, "It's funny." The identification number they reported is also FRH00631, and they are also a war correspondents! Come on, if they want to sneak attack, can they change the excuse?"

The weasel laughed and said, "These guys are really bold, don't you know that this is a war zone? This kind of impersonation is easy to lead to misunderstanding, really want to give them a cannonball, and don't you pee your pants in fear?"

The other party smiled bitterly: "They are the battle supervision group, even our generals are afraid, and they are all preparing to meet them, how dare we open fire?!...... Hey——, you're flying the wrong way!You're flying the wrong route!Stop turning right!Stop turning right!Hell!The landing field is east of the village!Hear no?The landing field is east of the village!Warning!Warning......

Seeing that the weasel hung up the phone, Liu Changgui asked everyone in a loud voice: "Everyone, are you ready?" The cover team must make sure to kill any enemy who tries to attack me. ”

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