Chapter 659: Borrowing a knife to kill

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"A large number of electronic signals have been found to be approaching!"

"Could it be that Ayman Laden thinks so highly of me?" Wang Zheng said quickly with doubts, "identify the source of the signal and release a clear image." ”

As his words fell, more than forty helicopters quickly appeared on the virtual 3D screen in front of him.

"'Longbow Apache', 'Black Hawk', 'Super Stallion'?" Looking at the three world-famous helicopters that appeared on the screen, Wang Zheng couldn't help but be stunned, "How is Sam?"

When Wang Zheng was stunned, the helicopters on the screen, except for the Apache, the Black Hawk and the Super Stallion began to lower their altitude and unload the personnel and equipment above.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen squadrons, about two hundred Sam Country troops were assembled. And, began to drive towards the base of the hidden valley under Wang Zheng's 'Iron Ox Transporter'.

This sudden accident made Wang Zheng a little confused for a while. Fortunately, the 'Iron Bull Transporter' has powerful stealth technology that cannot be detected by the naked eye or existing electronic detection methods. So he wasn't worried about being exposed.

"Boss, what should we do?" said Wang Gan.

"Wait and see what happens!"

Wang Zheng frowned and waved his hand. When you don't know what is going on, the best thing to do is to 'adapt to change'.

The sound of the helicopter propeller could not be concealed in the darkness of the night, and when the distance between the two sides was reduced to ten kilometers, the AGU troops stationed in the hidden valley discovered the anomaly.

There was no such thing as the usual scattering of militia units as Wang Zheng imagined, and through the camera equipment of the iron ox transporter, he could clearly see the troops below, prepare for battle with surprising speed, and find the best hiding position.

At this moment, Wang Zheng also remembered that the army active in Afghanistan, whether it is a militia or a regular army, is a veteran of many years of war. In terms of equipment level, they may not be as good as any medium-sized country in the world, and they are even more different from Sam's people. But when it comes to actual combat experience, they are not inferior to the military of any country.

"It seems that Afghanistan can be called the 'graveyard of empires', and it is not completely unreasonable!" Wang Zheng said to himself.

"Dada......!"

As the two sides approached, the exchange of fire soon began. Automatic rifles, machine guns, and spitting tongues of fire quickly lit up the sky.

Although Sam's army was not large, the Apache and Black Hawk, with their superior firepower, offset the numerical superiority of the Restoration Army.

However, because the terrain of the valley is relatively closed, it seems that no one can help anyone for a while. Because they had suffered too many losses in previous wars, in order to avoid heavy losses caused by shrapnel detonated by the concentrated fire of cheap RPG rockets again, the Apache fleet, which had strong firepower among Sam's people, did not dare to fly over the valley to carry out ground attacks.

But the stalemate didn't last long, as several Lockheed AC130 aerial gunboats entered the battle, carrying Forbos 40mm machine guns and M102 105 howitzers, causing big problems for the Afghans in the valley.

However, the narrow valley also allowed more heavy bombs and grenades to fall outside.

But Sam's people didn't have much to do with that, as the special forces began to climb the valley from the flanks and rear, directing signals for bombers and missiles on military bases. The end of this war is also doomed.

The Afghan army, which has only assault rifles, rocket launchers, mines, grenades and other light weapons, and few heavy weapons, is best suited for guerrilla warfare. Playing positional warfare with the powerful Sam people is tantamount to 'hitting a stone with an egg' and bringing about your own destruction.

However, the terrain of this valley also limits the tactics of the Afghan army.

"Boss, there is a missile signal approaching, we have to rise higher to avoid being affected!" Wang Gan said.

Wang Zheng nodded. After a short time, a red meteor flame appeared on the 3D virtual screen in front of him. The dense number is particularly striking in the black night sky. But underneath its gorgeous appearance are life-threatening weapons.

"Boom, boom, boom......!"

The sound of explosions was deafening, and the flames that rose to the sky stained the sky red.

"No, how can it be Sam's army?"

After a short break from the explosion, Wang Zheng quickly discovered the anomaly. Because the place where the missile fell was not inside the valley, but on the side of the periphery that belonged to Sam's people.

Watching the Apache and Black Hawk on the virtual display screen that were affected by the explosion retreat like headless flies, or fall with flames, Wang Zheng knew that Sam's people had suffered a big loss this time.

But when he saw this scene, two words 'conspiracy' instantly popped up in his mind!

Especially after seeing a red meteor appear again in the sky, blasting the entire interior of the valley into a sea of fire. The word conspiracy became more profound in his mind.

There is no doubt that this force of the Restoration Organization is finished. The Sam Nationals, who have suffered heavy losses, will never let them go.

The facts behind are indeed as Wang Zheng guessed. After the first wave of missiles belonging to Sam Country fell into the interior of the valley, for the next hour, missiles of various models did not stop. Hundreds of bombs, missiles, grenades of various types, almost everything in the valley was leveled!

Burning flames stained the sky red. Wang Zheng stood inside the closed iron ox transport vehicle, as if he had asked about the choking gunpowder smoke and the pungent smell of blood.

The almost immersive feeling of a bloody war brought a huge spiritual impact to Wang Zheng, who lived in a peaceful era. Explosions, flames, gunsmoke, blood, death, all kinds of words to describe war became concrete in his mind.

"Boss, it's time for us to go!"

Wang Qian said softly.

Nodding silently, after taking one last look at the Sam Country army cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded, as well as those bloody and neatly arranged corpses, Wang Zheng closed his eyes, from this moment on, war is no longer a sporadic word in books and videos, but a real brutal killing.

The 'Iron Ox Transporter' swept through the air without attracting anyone's attention.

"Boss, it's already dawn! Are we going to Nao?" said Wang Gan.

Wang Zheng, who opened his eyes, looked at the clean sky outside and the endless majestic mountains under his feet, and slowly sighed. Leaving the brutal battlefield, the pressure in his heart seems to have disappeared mostly.

"Go, why not. It just so happens that I have too many questions in my heart, and I need to answer them in person by Mr. Laden!" Wang Zheng said coldly.

"Yes!"

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"Holy Messenger, we succeeded, and the Sams suffered heavy losses... However, the Black Turban Regiment is also finished!"

Aiman Laden nodded expressionlessly, as if everything was under his control.

"By publicizing the results of the Battle of Akan through our radio and the Internet, we will say that our Restoration Organization has succeeded in inflicting heavy losses on the Sam's Army and inflicting heavy losses on their 10th Mountain Division. If the Sams do not stop their armed aggression against the Islamic world and Afghanistan, we will launch more attacks until they give in!"

"Yes!"

The secretary, who nodded, quickly went down to deliver the news.

After thinking for a while, Ayman Laden picked up the phone next to him, found the number that he hated so much, and dialed it.

Originally, this was just the result of a trial, but I never thought that it would really get through.

"Mr. Long?"

"Mr. Laden, I really didn't expect you to call me personally this time. ”

"You didn't go to Akhan? you lied to me?" questioned Ayman Laden.

"Hehe, I now finally know what a 'rake is like'. Honestly, Mr. Laden, you really made me enjoy a good show. The Sams and your Abolition army fought in full swing in Akhan, with heavy losses. But what I'm more curious about is, how could someone as smart as you allow such a poorly equipped army under your command to go head-to-head with Sam's soldiers armed to the teeth in a Jedi?"

After a pause, Wang Zheng suddenly continued in a mocking tone, "Let me guess, you wouldn't have deliberately let them go to Akhan, and then recruit Sam's people, so that they could 'borrow a knife to kill', and by the way, eliminate dissidents? The 'killing two birds with one stone' strategy is perfect. …… Later, if I hadn't been delayed on the road and was ten minutes late, I'm afraid even I would have fallen in. When the time comes, it will be 'three eagles with one stone'. … Mr. Laden, your nickname of 'the brain of the Restoration Organization' is really not covered! Both Sam and your own people have been played by you. ”

Ayman Laden raised his eyebrows, took a breath, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what you're talking about. All I know is that you missed your appointment last night!"

"No-show? Hehe, I never miss the things I set. … Well... It's so fragrant. Mr. Laden, my breakfast is ready, and I'm waiting for you to come and eat it now!"

"What do you mean?" asked Ayman Laden, instinctively, with a shadow in his mind.

"It's not interesting. Aren't you in Nao? It just so happens that I'm here too, and as a future partner, isn't it normal for everyone to have breakfast together!"

Osama Laden heard the shock.

"How could you ......!"

Realizing the gaffe, Ayman Laden stopped abruptly.

"How would I know you were in Nao? Hehe, although I can't know everything about the world, I also know everything. Mr. Laden's trip happened to be one of the pieces of news I knew. ”

"Impossible!"

"There is never anything impossible in this world!"

"Dada......!"

Fierce gunfire suddenly rang in Aiman Laden's ears.

"The show begins! Mr. Laden is slowly appreciating, and I'm here waiting for you to talk to me about the aftermath. …… Toot toot!"

"Damn it!"

After scolding, Ayman Laden threw the phone out of his hand with a 'bang'.

"Let's see what's going on outside!"

The officer who was standing in front of him did not dare to slack off, turned around and ran towards the door of the office. But before he could reach out and open the door, there was a 'bang' and the office door was violently slammed open from the outside. A middle-aged man in an old-fashioned Afghan military uniform rushed in in a panic.

"Holy Envoy, there are a large number of Sam soldiers attacking our base. The firepower of the troops was too poor, and the losses were ....... ”

"Bang...!"

Before he could finish speaking, the gun in Aiman Laden's hand rang out.

Looking at the corpse with a bullet in his eyebrows and a look of disbelief on his face, Ayman Laden put down his gun and said coldly: "As a commander, he will actually escape from the battle, he should be killed!"

"You go out and see what's going on!"

Hearing this, the young officer next to him, who was silent, nodded quickly, stepped over the corpse, and ran out quickly. After he left, Ayman Laden quickly put the pistol into his waist, then opened the drawer and sorted out some documents and bags, took down the brand new AK47 hanging on the wall next to him, grabbed a few full magazines and put them in the pocket of his robe, reached out and groped under the desk, with a soft 'click', the wide and thick desk slowly lifted, and a hole that went deep down, faintly flashing orange light, appeared in front of him.

"Let's go!"

At the beckoning of Ayman Laden, four bodyguards in black robes and rifles who had been guarding the four corners of the study walked over silently. Two in front and two behind, Ayman Laden was guarded in the middle, and the five of them entered the tunnel in the shape of a 'one'. When they were all inside, the desk slowly fell, covering the hole again. If you don't pay attention, no one will think that there is an escape escape channel hidden under this large solid wood desk.

As an escape route at the moment of shutdown, Ayman Laden, as the superintendent, is undoubtedly familiar with this place. Under the dim light, I walked along the narrow passage for about ten minutes and came to the exit.

Without Ayman Laden's orders, the two bodyguards in front of him pressed the mechanism and opened the exit.

After half a ring, "Master, there is no danger!"

Hearing this, Ayman Laden, who breathed a sigh of relief, followed and went out.

After letting the bodyguard bar exit behind him cover up, Ayman Laden cautiously took a look at the surrounding situation. There was not a single vegetation in the deserted valley. All the mountains and rivers are lifeless earthy yellow.

After half a ring, there was no movement, and Ayman Laden beckoned his bodyguard and began to walk towards the valley on the right. There are hidden buggies there. If you drive it, you will be able to get out of danger more quickly. And the reason why the hole is separated from the off-road vehicle is also to avoid being discovered. After all, the car is a big piece and too cumbersome to hide.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the cave where the car was hidden, Ayman Laden, who had never seen danger, unconsciously relaxed his vigilance. But at this moment, the sound of a sniper rifle suddenly 'exploded' in his ears. Immediately afterwards, he felt a warm sensation on his face, and the bodyguard who had been walking in front of him before was blown up in the head by a 12.7*99 full-power sniper bullet from a meter away.