Chapter Eighty-Seven: Marines from France!

Underwater, rays of sunlight shine into the seawater, through the turquoise water, like a trace of golden silk thread embroidered on the dark blue satin, very beautiful. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A group of figures holding QBS06 underwater rifles and flippers were moving quickly, only to see them with oxygen cylinders on their backs, Type 95 assault rifles on their waists, and diving glasses on their faces, moving fast like swimming water snakes.

"On the water, you French troops are coming, and under the water, you have to look at our Chinese marines!" Yuan Mian secretly said ruthlessly in his heart, but the movements under his feet were two steps faster.

Yes, according to the operational plan of the top brass of the Chinese and French naval formations, it was the French marines who carried helicopters to rappel the targets from the air to "rescue" the targets, while the special combat members of the Chinese escort formations boarded the ships from underwater.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and the naval guns were shooting at high speed like a perpetual motion machine that would never stop, splashing up columns of water more than two meters high on the water, which was spectacular.

"Whoa~"

The water jets spread out and fell, breaking into smaller versions of the rainbow in the sunlight, which was very beautiful. It's just the sound of the helicopter propellers spinning at high speed around the sky that destroys the harmony.

“Le/rapport/de/Monsieur/le/Commissaire,a/atteint/une/position/spécifiée. Veuillez/indiquer! Please instruct! A lieutenant on the French Navy's NH90 helicopter reported to the commander over the walkie-talkie.

Soon, a mature and steady voice came over the intercom, which was the voice of Brigadier General Bertrand, the commander of the French army in this operation: "Lieutenant, vous/écoutez, vous/allez/dans/un/hélicoptère/attendre/mes/ordres, n'a/pas/re?u/l'ordre/de/ne/doit/pas, avant/toute/ (Lieutenant, listen, you'll be waiting for my orders in the helicopter, and you won't take any action until you receive the order!) )”

“Oui! Monsieur! Sir! The lieutenant replied.

While the officers and men of the French Marine Corps were waiting for the commander's order, twelve frogmen representing the Chinese Marine Corps had quietly approached the sidewall of the target merchant ship and loaded their bullets.

"Report to the chief, 'Sharp Sword' Group A, all the staff have arrived at the target merchant ship!" Yuan Mian untied the oxygen mask and took out the walkie-talkie to report.

"Well, I now order you to find a way to board the target ship and cooperate with the French army!" Major General Zhang Chuanshu's tone was very serious, even more severe than usual.

"Yes!" Yuan Mian gritted his teeth and replied softly.

Hearing this order, and Major General Zhang's special emphasis on the "cooperation" of the voice explanation, Yuan Mian felt even more embarrassed, not because he couldn't understand the chief's meaning, but because he understood the chief's meaning!

What is the chief trying to express? Of course, on the principle of not losing the face of the Chinese Navy, we should try our best to preserve our strength, see more about how the French marines fight, and learn more advanced combat experience from foreign forces.

"The chief means that we should cooperate with the French Navy? No, why do they have to do things that are in the limelight? Let's not talk about being tired after eating, and we have to give them applause? This can't be...... Leader. The officers and soldiers next to him naturally heard the chief's order, but only Xiong Wei dared to say what they thought.

Yuan Mian bit his lips lightly, and said in a very serious tone: "Remember, we are here to carry out a mission to learn the combat experience of foreign armies, so we must preserve our strength on the basis of not losing the face of our Chinese soldiers, and see more how others fight, understand?!" ”

"Yes!" The special operators replied softly.

"Action!" Under Yuan Mian's order, the officers and soldiers of Lijian Group A and the three "supernumerary members" began to move, and began to climb up the rope along the edge of the boat.

In the command headquarters of the Yuncheng ship, Rear Admiral Zhang Chuanshu said to Shen Yi, a staff officer beside him: "Inform Brigadier General Bertrand, just say that our team members have arrived at the designated position, and ask them to launch an operation as planned!" ”

"Yes!" Staff Officer Shen answered, then picked up the communication microphone of the command station and said in fluent English: "Brigadier/general,we/China/Navy/commandos/have/arrived/at/the/designated/location,please/follow/the/predetermined/plan/of/action!" Our special combat members of the Chinese Navy have arrived at the designated position, please act according to the predetermined plan! )”

“Received! I'm/going/to/report/to/the/general! I'll report to the general! A deep male voice came out of the soundtube.

After a short time, the NH90 helicopter hovering in the air suddenly swept towards the target merchant ship, at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, the helicopter's hatch also opened at the same time, and a drop rope was thrown down from the hatch.

Then, a Marine wearing a yellow, green and black camouflage uniform went down the plane rope, looking at the figure, it should be a female soldier!

Just as the Marine was about to reach the end of the landing rope, the helicopter flew to the target merchant ship, and the Marine landed on the merchant ship in a very handsome and standard position.

It took less than half a minute to complete a series of actions, which shows that the fighting quality of this French army is indeed not ordinarily high!

However, Yuan Mian didn't see this scene, but he also happened to arrive at the stern of the ship at this time, and was looking around in a standard combat posture, this was not his pretend, but he was wearing a "pirate" pretended to be by four French marines, and the goal of the Chinese and French special combat team was to rescue the "hostages" of the entire ship, but also to "kill" these four "pirates".

So, their pressure is not light!

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PS: Update sent! I'm going to go to bed early tonight, and I'm going to get up early tomorrow morning, tired.