The soft moonlight bathes the vast land like flowing water.

In a military district guest house 15 kilometers north of the Friendship Pass in Huaxia Guizhou Province.

Yang Weiping's eyebrows were deeply locked, and he took a big gulp of cigarettes, pacing back and forth in the room.

As soon as he received a call from Tu Zhiqiang from Annan Qixi Airport, and learned that it had been 14 hours since the Panshi combat team to which Ren Changle and Ren Mo belonged had lost contact with the command headquarters, Yang Weiping couldn't help but start to become worried.

Ren Changle and Ren Mo have been serving as his personal aluminum bodyguards for a while, and the relationship between them and Yang Weiping is a little deeper than that of ordinary rock mercenaries.

Since October last year, when the Panshi mercenaries accepted his instructions and infiltrated Annan in batches, Yang Weiping rarely asked about Panshi.

Professional things are handled by professional people, which has always been Yang Weiping's style.

He is not good at military command, and the special operation is even more only half-baked. He didn't want to let the rock suffer unnecessary losses because the layman commanded the insider. Therefore, he has always been the shopkeeper of Panshi Security Company, supervising each other and controlling the daily operation of Panshi through a set of scientific and reasonable strict management mechanisms.

In Yang Weiping's eyes, it is much more reliable to use mechanisms to manage people than to use people to manage people.

A while ago, he carefully read a financial statement submitted by Tu Zhiqiang, and the gold-swallowing beast of Panshi unknowingly vomited up 576.3 million US dollars, and Yang Weiping's heart trembled at that time.

The Panshi Aviation Corps is a big money-burner, but Yang Weiping thinks this money is still worth spending. Without this huge investment, it would not have been possible for the Rock Mercenaries to form a formidable fighting force in less than two years after its establishment.

Yang Weiping has been pondering how to allocate a light aircraft carrier to Panshi, so it is necessary to form an aviation combat squadron.

With such a large investment, it is certainly time to recoup the cost. As long as you grab a few more large material warehouses of the Annan people, you will definitely be able to earn back even the principal and interest.

Plundering through war has been the most effective and quickest means of accumulating wealth quickly throughout the ages.

Rob the Annam monkeys. Yang Weiping will definitely not have the slightest mercy.

Tu Zhiqiang made it clear on the phone that Ren Changle was going to verify the information that was forced out of the mouth of a female agent of the 19th battalion of agent Annan. At present, it can basically be concluded that the so-called war readiness grain depot. There's definitely something greasy in there!

On the sofa by the window, Ye Xiaoqiao, dressed in camouflage training clothes, put her legs together and leaned slightly to the right side, blinking her big watery eyes. Quietly staring at Yang Weiping, who was walking around in the room.

After being in contact with Yang Weiping for so long, Ye Xiaoqiao had never seen him so anxious. Inexplicably, her mood seemed to be infected by him. Becoming worried.

She had now learned some secrets that he didn't know to outsiders. He raised a private mercenary army on the Somalian Peninsula in Africa.

The combat effectiveness of the Rock Mercenary Army, she also knew a little bit through the military confrontation exercise held by the Southern Military Region.

She also knew that the Ludao Panshi mercenaries had several combat squads, which had been secretly operating in Annam before the war.

She knew better that the Rock Mercenaries were in fact his personal property.

If this were put in the old society, he would definitely be a warlord who raised troops on his own! I don't know how the people on the road would let him do this.

"Wei Ping, don't worry. The mercenaries of the rock are all so powerful, there shouldn't be anything serious. Ye Xiaoqiao finally couldn't help but speak softly and comforted.

"Annan's special forces battalion is actually Annan's special forces. Yang Weiping said slowly with a worried face: "And this is still a special force that has grown up in continuous actual combat." Their individual combat effectiveness is no worse than that of any special forces.

The only thing they lack is that their use and mastery of high-tech equipment are still relatively primitive and backward. In jungle warfare, the advantage of the rock is not very obvious. Changle and their team, I'm afraid that there will be more than one luck. ”

……

"Da Da Da ......"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The rapid sound of automatic rifle fire startled the sounds of birds in the depths of the rainforest. The dull sound of explosions shook the flailing foliage, the smoke slowly billowed and rose, and the dim light of the fire looked particularly clear among the foliage trees in the night.

"Group A covers, Group B assaults!" Ren Changle leaned his body against the back of a towering ancient tree, shouting at his companions at the top of his voice.

The night vision screen covered by the M88 steel helmet was full of green shadows, ghostly emerging from behind the ferns. THE 7.62MM BULLETS FIRED FROM THE AKM ASSAULT RIFLE STRUCK THE BANANA LEAVES AROUND THEM LIKE A RAIN OF RAIN.

"Pounce on your mother! How did these Annan monkeys touch us in front of us!" Ren Mo leaned his back against the trunk of a tree hugging two people, and reached out with his M16A2 assault rifle in his hand with his backhand, shooting at the fern vegetation not far away, and shouted loudly while changing the magazine: "Changle, we are blocked!"

"GO!GO!GO!crossfire cover!" Ren Changle roared loudly, while holding the butt of the VSS sniper rifle on his shoulder, knocking out the two gunners of the opposing side one after another, "Machine gun cover!"

Two M240 general-purpose machine guns spewed out deadly whips "suddenly".

Ren Changle can only blame himself for being too careless now. Despite the forced march to shake off the tail behind, he ignored one of the most important issues: the helicopter!

He really didn't expect that when the communist army had completely gained air supremacy, the 19th Battalion of Agent Annan would dare to take the risk of landing a helicopter and block their way forward. As a result, the rock team he led suddenly fell into an unprecedented crisis.

"Boom!boom!boom!" the cannonballs screamed through the air.

"Damn! Annan monkeys even ignore their own ......people here," Ren Mo's shouting and scolding was instantly drowned out in the roaring explosion.

The thunderous artillery fire continued to hammer this dense forest, and clusters of fireballs rose up, and the red and black smoke obscured the morning music of the morning sun.

Dense explosions followed, the earth shook and trembled in the rolling thunder, and the shards of the evil Grim Reaper flew and jumped in the blood-colored firelight with a Devil May Cry-like scream, sowing death.

"Lie down!" Ren Changle roared hoarsely and threw himself beside Ren Mo, and the brothers curled up in a ball. Hiding behind a thick tree trunk, enduring the incessant roar that was enough to tear through the eardrums.

Judging by the ballistic direction, this round of shelling came from their rear. The point of impact even covered the position of the elite fighters of the 19th Battalion of the group of agents who were in front of them.

A cannonball equipped with a highly sensitive touch fuse will explode even if it touches a tree branch. The result is almost the same lethal effect as an airburst bomb, with fragments that slash through the head and face almost making it impossible to find a corner to dodge, and everywhere is filled with flakes of dead steel that are flying everywhere.

"Pounce on your mother!It's a 152 grenade!" Ren Mo tightened his body, burying his head in the continuous explosion loud noise. "Changle, if we keep going like this, sooner or later we will have to finish playing. ”

A cannonball screamed. A "porphyr" thud into the dirt. There was no explosion.

"Fortunately, it's a dumb ......" Before the bullet could come out of Ren Mo's mouth, Ren Changle opened his voice and shouted: "It's a poison gas bomb!"

Ren Mo didn't think about it, he quickly took out the gas mask from the tactical backpack, took off the steel ash and threw it aside, and hid his head in the chemical protection mask with his head covered.

"Sneer......"

"Sneer......"

"Sneer......"

The poison gas bombs that fell one after another instantly filled this dense forest with a radius of about one kilometer and a miserable green mist.

"It's sarin gas!Be careful not to expose any bit of skin to the air!" Ren Changle roared hoarsely as he wore a chemical protection mask on his head. He roared and tightened his sleeves and neckline.

Ignoring the fact that there were still their own people here, they fired sarin gas bombs, and their purpose was obviously that they did not want to let Ren Changle and others in his team get out of this jungle alive, and they couldn't care even if they sacrificed their own people for this reason.

At this time, the northeast is already in the white sky. An "eye of the rock" that looks like a C130 is cruising at a low altitude of 3,100 meters, and from time to time a Harrier fighter jet whizzes past from the front or rear.

"Call the command center, 24 kilometers to the southwest, there are fires and explosions, is it the Chinese artillery attacking?" Anderson, the leader of the electronic reconnaissance group, turned into the intercom and sent an inquiry to the temporary base at Qixi Airport.

"There were no offensive actions of the Huaxia army in that direction. Wilson's voice came out of the radio clearly: "That direction seems to be the activity area of the 17th team, you go over and take a look, try to increase the radio power, and see if you can get a signal!"

"Understood, Colonel. After Anderson finished speaking, he adjusted the call channel of the flight crew in the forward cabin: "Adjust route 109 to maintain the current altitude." ”

"Adjust Route 109, maintain the current altitude, understood!" a clear mission repetition voice came from the internal communication channel.

"Flying Eagle One, Flying Eagle One, 24.8 kilometers southwest, coordinates 207, 405, go over and see what's going on over there. "Anderson connected to the call channel of the escort fighters.

"The Flying Eagle received, direction southwest, coordinates 207,405. ”

“…… Woohoo...... Call the Wolf's Lair...... Call the wolf's den......" The on-board high-power radio suddenly heard the intermittent shout of Ren Changle: "...... Woohoo...... I'm Little Wolf No. 17...... Little Wolf 17 ......"

"Continue to increase the power and increase the anti-jamming signal!" Anderson shouted happily, then picked up the intercom microphone, and shouted loudly: "Little Wolf 17, Little Wolf 17, here is Hawkeye, here is Hawkeye, please answer when you hear it!

“…… Woohoo...... We were blocked by the 19th Battalion of Monkey Agents, asking for help, asking for help!" As the radio station adjusted, Ren Changle's voice gradually became clear: "Coordinates 246,435, not a war food depot, but a chemical weapons depot! We are now under attack by sarin gas, ask for support! Ask for support!"

"Little wolf No. 17, please hold on, at most 3 minutes, we will be able to arrive!"

The light of a fire burning in the rainforest is the best signal light.

As two AV-8A Harrier fighters flew over the dense forest where Ren Changle and his team were, the artillery shells fired from the southeast suddenly stopped.

The forward-looking optical computer sighting system equipped with two AV-8A Harrier fighters immediately locked onto the Angolan artillery position, which consisted of four 152 howitzers. Facing the 37 anti-aircraft artillery shells that bloomed in the air, they flexibly pierced through the edges and swooped down.

Four Brimstone air-to-surface anti-tank missiles turned into four meteors in an instant, dragging a long trail to cut through the air barrier and fall from the sky!

In the loud explosion, four vehicle-mounted 152 howitzers, together with trailers, rose into the sky with a fireball wrapped in a powerful explosion, and the flames rolled over the thick smoke that covered the sky, and filled the strong smell of burnt human flesh......

In the direction of Qixi Airport, two AH1W Cobra helicopter gunships, covering a UH60 helicopter, flew quickly.

Under the command of the "Eye of the Rock" air communication relay, Ren Changle reported the coordinates one by one, and let the two super cobras spray 30MM machine shells like a torrential rain on the dense forest in front of them.

With the help of aerial firepower, Ren Changle shouted loudly for his teammates to hurry out of this rainforest shrouded in sarin gas.

Then, no matter how loud and scolding he was, there were still two teammates who could no longer answer him.

Looking at the fragments of the two terrifying corpses that had been blown to pieces and corroded by sarin's poisonous gas, two lines of hot tears couldn't help but overflow from the corners of Ren Changle's eyes.

Ren Changle carved a mark with a saber in front of a tree trunk, and then said goodbye with tears in his eyes, and the last one to leave this demonic land that almost killed their entire team.

When his teammates climbed the soft ladder hanging down from the UH60 helicopter, Ren Changle grabbed the soft ladder and stepped on it, he didn't continue to climb up, while signaling the helicopter to take off, while firmly fixing his body on the soft ladder, just hanging in mid-air, shouting at the southwest direction of Annan Town: "Annan monkeys, blood debt and blood repayment! You wait, Lao Tzu will ask for it ten times and a hundred times!"

This was the first time that a member of the Panshi mercenary combat unit had been killed since it entered the territory of Annam. The previous most casualty team member only broke a broken left arm.

Although this is not the first time that the Rock Mercenaries have shed blood in Annam, it is the first time that their companions have been laid to rest forever in the rainforests of Annam, and even their bodies cannot be collected. I can only wait until later to help my comrades retrieve the wreckage.

After returning to Qixi Airport, Ren Changle fell into deep self-blame.

The discovery of the intelligence of the secret chemical weapons warehouse of the Annan army was presented to Yang Weiping an hour later. (To be continued.) )