"When will the second group of troops arrive?" the ghost who heard this was also much relieved in his heart, but he continued with something in mind.

"It will take about ten minutes to close the encirclement, and our task is to make sure that not a single militant escapes during this time!" replied Nighthawk, who also knew that the next battle could be the most difficult part of the whole operation, and only by withstanding the counterattack of these militants could they eliminate all the militants here, and completely solve the problems that had plagued the two countries for decades.

"Understood, what about the weapons and ammunition I want?" the nodding ghost asked again.

"You don't have to participate in the next battle, and to be honest, your mission has been accomplished. Smiling and shaking his head, Nighthawk replied, knowing his brother's belligerent temper very well, and although Nighthawk had brought them weapons and ammunition to replenish, it was another matter to let them play. After all, the ghost and his team have been fighting for so long, and there are still many team members in it who are injured to varying degrees.

"Hades has given us the task of not holding on to the Arcanu tribe, but to wipe out all the militants! Now my mission is not complete!" replied the glaring ghost, although Nighthawk is the commander-in-chief of the extermination operation, it does not mean that the ghost will fully carry out the mission assigned by Nighthawk, at least for now, the ghost does not agree with Nighthawk to let him retreat! To tell the truth, in the battle a few days ago, the ghosts who have always advocated attack have defended the Akanu tribe for so long, and they have long held their breath in their hearts, if they can't eliminate all the militants with their own hands, I'm afraid the ghosts will not be willing in this life.

"My team members are fine, they can continue to fight!" "The ghost who knew what the other party was thinking when he saw Nighthawk constantly scanning his team members replied, and all the team members behind the ghost also puffed up their chests after hearing this, and their eyes were full of powerful battle intent!

"Okay, after replenishing the ammunition, take your people with me to act!" Nighthawk, who shook his head helplessly, could only give up, even if he had already considered this, but Nighthawk still didn't want the ghost to continue to enter the battlefield. On the one hand, after such a long battle, the members of the ghost team must have greatly reduced their combat effectiveness, and in such a situation, Nighthawk still hopes that they can go down to rest, and on the other hand, even without the participation of the ghost team, Nighthawk is still confident that all the militants will be surrounded in the tribe until reinforcements arrive.

As soon as Nighthawk finished speaking, his men removed the ammunition from the transport helicopter and carried it to the ghost team. The ghost who couldn't wait to open the box immediately saw the ammunition box filled with bullets, rifle magazines, and a large number of grenades and other ammunition.

"Give you two minutes to refill your ammo, and follow us in two minutes!" replied, glancing at the Ghost Squad. Looking at these players who were full of embarrassment, but their whole bodies exuded a strong fighting spirit, Nighthawk's heart not only nodded.

"Yes, sir!" shouted the nine team members, including Jiang Chen's team, with a hint of excitement in their tones.

After speaking, all the team members hurriedly stepped forward, and all the team members received their own ammunition from the ammunition box in an orderly manner. Except for the two members of the sniper team, the Sandman and the Sand Snake, the weapons carried by the rest of the team members are exactly the same, so there is no problem of mismatch in the caliber of ammunition! And the current sniper team can also be said to be completely short of weapons and ammunition, and those captured bullets have not been used up until now!

Two minutes later, the Nighthawk squad had nine more living forces. Nighthawk, who turned his head to look at all the team members, paid a little more attention to the three members of Jiang Chen's group. Nighthawk is also very clear about the identities of the three of them, and in Nighthawk's eyes, except for Huangfu Feng, Jiang Chen and Nalan Jun should have grown up with golden keys. Nighthawk, who didn't know their performance before, didn't have any confidence in their strength.

"Action!" Nighthawk, who no longer thought about it, shook his head and hurriedly gave the order to act! and all the team members who heard the order quickly ran towards the periphery of the Acanu tribe to the east, and the direction they were responsible for was the east of the Acanu tribe.

As he passed by House's original camp, Nighthawk saw militants lying on the ground at random, all of whom were seriously wounded and completely incapacitated. However, there was not a single militant in the camp who healed them, not even a single militant who could move freely! In fact, in the final operation, House sent all the militants who could move in his hands into battle! And none of these seriously wounded militants took care of them, and their fate would be extremely miserable! If they could hold out until the arrival of the armies of the two countries, the two governments would of course treat them out of humanitarian consideration. However, on the one hand, it is a question of whether they can be saved, and on the other hand, even if they can be saved, they will not be able to escape the consequences of captivity, and after the end of the border area between the two countries, they will be a huge contributor to the development of the border area between the two countries. Even if they are disabled, there is a job that suits them! As for the wages of their work, all of them are used to compensate for the medical expenses that treated them in the first place and the losses caused to the two countries over the years!

Now, of course, Nighthawk and the others, who were the first batch of reinforcements, would not pay attention to these militants who fell to the ground at will and the screams that kept coming out of their mouths. However, many of those present felt a little pity for these people.

At this time, with all the team members in the four directions have all been in place, although the first batch of reinforcements of the special forces is more than a hundred, but once divided into four directions, there are only thirty or forty team members in each direction, and they will face a crazy counterattack of one or two hundred militants, although as long as they hold on for more than ten minutes, the pressure is still very great.

At this time, within the Arcanu tribe, House finally got through a phone call, and this call was the negative chairman of a Citigroup oil company that House had contacted. Before, House only discussed with the relevant personnel of the oil company, although the other party told him the contact information of the chairman, but House never spoke to him, and now House in order to save himself, directly called the chairman of the other oil company.

"Who?" As soon as the call was connected, there was a quiet voice from inside, but the voice sounded a little strange to House, as if he had expected the call.

"Is that Mr. Paul?" asked House, hopefully, nervously, in a respectful tone. And at this time, House is not allowed to think about those things that are not there.

"Are you House?" asked the man on the other end of the line, Paul, with a hint of surprise in his tone, but always a hint of pretending.

"Yes, Mr. Paul, I am House!" said this, and House was undoubtedly happy in his heart. Obviously, it was because the other party was very surprised to be able to remember his name.

"It's you, what's the matter?" you could tell, and there was a hint of banter in the tone of the person on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Paul, we've taken that oil field, see if it's as we planned....." House at this time was like a flattering villain. And it can be seen that House has done his best for this.

"Oh, are you sure there's the oil we need?" Paul on the other end of the line asked, in a playful tone.

"Yes, sir, I promise there's a huge amount of oil here, but we're in trouble right now!" said House, who was a little embarrassed. However, no matter how unwilling House was in his heart, only Paul could save himself now.

"Are you now surrounded by the South Sudan and the Soviet government forces!" With a voice full of banter, Paul's voice smashed into House's heart like a sledgehammer, which suddenly caught House off guard.

"How do you know?" asked House, who was full of doubts and still didn't react.

"Don't you know the oil company you contacted and my identity?" Paul asked, full of doubts. The tone made House sound like an elder asking about a retarded person. And Paul on the phone is the elder, and as for House, of course, the so-called retarded!

"Aren't you the chairman of the oil company?" House suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart at this time.

"Although I am the chairman of this oil company, my real identity is not only a chairman! Commission... Soldier," Paul said word by word, "and my code name is Hades.... King"

This sentence was undoubtedly another sledgehammer blow to House's heart, and this time it was more serious than the previous ones! At this time, House trembled again, and at the same time, the phone in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously. And the people standing next to House looked at their boss with puzzled faces. They don't understand that just a phone call can make their boss like this.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, House opened his mouth wide, and a mouthful of red blood spat out, and House, whose face became even paler, fell straight down. House's sudden vomiting of blood and collapse immediately startled the surrounding militants. You know, all people's lives are now in the hands of House, if House can't contact the oil company, and the two sides can't negotiate successfully, I'm afraid these people will have to be here today.