Time: 22.38pm, April 16. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Location: Faw area, Iraq, currently occupied by Iranian forces.

"Before the action, I repeat it again, in case you newly retired idiots forget who you are now!"

The wind was blowing desperately at night, the moonlight in the Gobi Desert was always cold, and beneath a sand dune, Steve and his comrades stood side by side, listening to the words of Commander Heishi.

"We're no longer U.S. soldiers!"

The black cowhide boots stepped the road made of gravel, and Hayshi waved his thick black and strong arms and said: "Our current identity is the security personnel of Blackwater International, and to put it bluntly, we are a group of mercenaries!"

"And mercenaries are only for money, not for the righteousness of the country, not for the prosperity of any race, for money, just for money!"

Haysh's loud voice resounded throughout the audience, and standing in front of him was an entire company of Blackwater mercenaries.

They stood in unison on the solid Gobi sand, wearing helmets with infrared and thermal imaging systems, and uniformly hung M16 rifles and a sufficient number of magazines and grenades. The night gave them the best cover, and the black military uniform added to the killing atmosphere. Money, it's all for money, it's obviously a vulgar mercenary, and what anyone will feel in them is just an iron-blooded temperament like a regular army.

"So, little rabbits, they all remember it clearly for Lao Tzu. ”

Shouting, Hayshi stopped pacing, and the color of his African grandmother made him look like a ghost in the night. In the queue, Steve looked at Hayshi with a blank expression, even though his round eyes were on him.

"It's right to fight hard, but whoever loses his life for the idea of this group of Muslims, beware that I will withhold your pension and spend it on her mother!"

It was supposed to be a rhythm that matched the commander's laughter, but the soldiers of this company had no intention of cooperating at all, and what was even more amazing was that Haysh also reflected on these "little bunnies", and he broke out without thinking about the next sentence.

"You guys are one in a hundred!"

He shouted: "You are retired soldiers, you are retired soldiers from the Delta Special Forces and Navy SEALs! And you, a whole company selected from those 800 people, even in the black water, are the first to be resounding. ”

There were bursts of loud reprimands, and all the personnel were silent. From the very beginning, the iron-blooded murderous aura of the hundred elites focused on Hayshi's body, and as he blurted out a sentence that seemed to be praised, this murderous aura became more and more intense.

"But again, I repeat it. No matter how good you are, you're just a bunch of mercenaries right now. The days to come are still very long, this is just the first battle since the establishment of the company, if anyone really dares to put his own little life, now he will be thrown into this Muslim lair, don't blame the brothers for spitting on him together!"

Hayshi finished shouting, and one last high-pitched roar fell, dissipating into the endless wind.

Then, a black soldier of unusually tall stature stepped out of the queue.

Facing his comrades of the same clan, Haysh's eyes narrowed: "What's the matter with you?"

The soldiers in the audience did not move, but everyone focused their glasses on this comrade.

Lawx-Sheffield shouted, "Sir, I can't let Lao Tzu worry about his own life when he fights!"

Hearing this, Steve in the queue let out a long breath.

"What are you talking about!?" Haysh's eyes immediately widened, both of them were black, and there was a posture that was bigger than anyone's eyeballs: "Lao Tzu told you to be careful of your own life, damn it or wrong!?"

Sheffield raised his head and shouted: "Report sir, my mother said when I was a child that I should not be a soldier if I am afraid of death! My mother also said that I should be the first to rush to the first place in the war, and beat him to death! My mother also said that since I am a mercenary now, I must be the first to rush without fear of death, and beat all the girls into girls, so that I can get a lot of money! My mother also said ......."

"Did your mom tell you that you weren't allowed to fucking confront the sir!?" Haysh's voice was about to cause an earthquake in the Persian Gulf: "Lawx Sheffield! You're your instructor in the delta!You've been fucking going against Lao Tzu since you were a recruit, and you're fucking in the black water now!?Lao Tzu is your fucking father!?"

This time, even the elites of the hundred battles couldn't help but burst into laughter, but fortunately, at this time, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and the Gobi Desert, where the wind is howling, is the least afraid of such a thing as a voice. Even if they were doubled, they would never be noticed by the Iranian garrison.

"Anyway," after calming his breath and telling Sheffield to roll back into the queue, Hayshi continued to shout, "At least don't forget your equipment! Especially you, Steve, you have to do a great job in this operation, dare to break that guy, beware of the boss sleeping with you!"

The already relaxed atmosphere of the team naturally couldn't hold back a second laugh, and Steve finally spoke: "That will be my pleasure, sir." ”

Alice Wang, the chairman of Blackwater International, if she could sleep once, most of the people present would be happy.

After the turnips and sticks, the action began.

Mission Objective: To cooperate with the Iraqi army's "Ramadan" operation to capture the Faw-Austrian area occupied by the Iranian army.

Faou is a strategically located port city in the Persian Gulf region and the largest oil port in Iraq, located at the head of the Persian Gulf, near the mouth of the Shatt al-Arab River. The Rumaila and Zubayr oil fields in southern Iraq are exported through pipelines to ports outside Faw. Taking control of the Faw Peninsula means taking control of important oil facilities in southern Iraq, and the significance of a thousand oil wells is no joke.

The Ramadan operation, the Iraqi night attack, was aimed at this place, and it was also a key operation that the Pentagon decided to intervene in order to bring the Iran-Iraq war to an end as soon as possible.

With the retired marines as a component, the main force of the Blackwater mercenaries and the Iraqi army are gathered together, with a total strength of 2,000 people, and will turn into a sharp knife along the fast offensive of this strong army, teaching the Iranian army how to behave at the cost of blood.

At this time, this hundred-member team led by Hyshi, a retired officer of the Delta Force and an instructor of Blackwater International Mercenaries, is the sharpest sword on the sharp knife, and will perform an exquisite operation on an entire harbor.

We are the children of the night, and the sky is the best cloak of invisibility.

Steve moved silently, and as he crossed the Gobi and easily entered the city, everything around him seemed to be quiet, even the howling wind was no longer noticeable.

The searchlights on the rooftops couldn't detect his presence, and the patrolling soldiers always preferred to create opportunities for him to stagger. Aiming at every opportunity, aiming at every blind corner, not even a single bullet was wasted, and he approached the destination with the fastest efficiency.

The other ninety-nine people are also in the same way, everyone is firmly restrained in their movements, not to mention the M16 hanging on the chest, even the AWP sniper rifle with a silencer on the back, and no one uses it. Whether it was the searchlights on the rooftops, the Iranian armored vehicles that Haishi followed a fixed route, or the hordes of wolf-dog soldiers who were not on patrol, they had no intention of attacking.

And no one was aware of their presence.

Steve came to the back of a building, his equipment was more special, he didn't have an M16 rifle, no AWP sniper rifle, and he didn't have a large bundle of magazines stuffed in his vest. A pistol, a dagger, and two flashbangs, that's what he has to say.

"Tango arrives at the target location. ”

Standing right behind the building, Steve said to the walkie-talkie, "Daystar is safe and sound." ”

When he said the latter sentence, Steve psychologically felt a heavier burden on his back.

"Tango, this is the wolf, and we'll keep you safe all around. ”

Needless to say, hundreds of elites were quickly arriving at the buildings around the city hall in a state of encirclement. The wonder is here, the death of the soldiers patrolling the roof will make the commander aware of the invasion, so even if the mercenaries come to the rooftop, they completely avoid the door of the Iranian soldiers patrolling the building. There are no more patrols on the rooftops here, and if an air raid can suddenly descend on the city hall in the center of the city, is it really blind to be a patrol on the outskirts of the city?

This is where desert cities characterize, similar to those on the steppe, with clear borders that make defense an easy task, but also easy to be exploited - provided that the action is sufficient.

"Tango is ready for action, Sky Wolf please take cover. ”

After saying this, Steve, who was still on the ground, looked up.

The building in which he was hiding was the back of the town hall, and aiming at the eaves of the roof, he raised his pistol.

With a thud, the rope was shot up, and Steve could feel the rope tighten rapidly around his waist, and then immediately after, he was flying.

There is no one on the roof, and it's not Nintendo's kind of game that gets more difficult at the end, and the "target location" in reality does not mean that it is absolutely heavily guarded. But Steve was still careful, and even if two of his comrades were climbing onto the roof to protect themselves in the same way, he himself had to be careful and careful.

The closer he got to his goal, the more he felt how heavy the burden was on his back.

Because it's really heavy.

This is a laptop hand-handed to him by CEO Akaman on behalf of Chairman Alice before leaving the Blackwater base. The name alone is so imposing, and it is thanks to Miss Alice that she was able to invent such a miniature and portable computer, although it is not just a notebook.

Their own mission, or the mission of this entire team of 100 people, exists for this laptop.

Taking a deep breath, Steve began his next move after hearing the sound of two comrades behind him climbing onto the roof. (To be continued.) )