Chapter 508: Lost City 2
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"Poof, it stinks!" Several terrorists wearing black veils on their heads and holding AK-47s in their hands walked through the convenience store in the middle of the town, took a few bottles of water, and came to the entrance of the hospital. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The little man finished as he stared at the yellow, viscous corpse oil that flowed from the corpse.
Immediately, I felt the acid water in my stomach rising.
The eyes of the other men who followed him were also full of complicated looks.
"Hey, come in and watch the people inside!" Just as they were about to turn around and leave, a middle-aged man wearing a white coarse cloth robe, a headscarf wrapped around his head, and a bearded face, walked out of the main hall of the hospital with a rocket launcher on his shoulder, and said to the terrorists who were standing at the door staring at the corpses: "Let's go out and have some fun now, I'll leave it to you here." ”
As soon as the beard finished speaking, he walked away without raising his head.
Immediately afterwards, several terrorists with guns walked out of the hospital in high spirits.
Several men standing at the entrance of the hospital looked at each other and walked in.
This small hospital is not big, it is a two-story brick and concrete building, the first floor is an outpatient department, the second floor is an inpatient room, it is estimated that when IS attacked here, the doctors in the hospital ran away, so this place has now become a prison cell.
The cell is at the back of the hall and is divided into two rooms.
It was the MRI room and an office of the former hospital, and in these two offices, there were more than 20 hostages kidnapped by IS, three or four of whom were women from different countries, and when they were several terrorists, they went down the corridor and saw that both doors were open, so they went to look.
When they walked to what was originally the doctor's office, several people looked into the room in unison, only to see that in the room, three women who were disheveled and covered in pinching marks were lying on the ground with dull eyes.
The bodies of these women are full of lewdness. Filth, in the air, with that ambiguous fishy smell.
Of course, at this time, such a smell is not ambiguous, but fearful. "Damn, don't run with the door open?" Among the terrorists, a taller man said suspiciously.
"It's not that they don't run, it's that they can't run!" The voice came from a man next to him.
"Boss Xiang, just a few of us, can we get them out?" The taller man who spoke just now turned his face to look at the man next to him and said, "These people don't dare to run, because this small town is full of IS terrorists, and there are many of them, and what can we do with seven or eight of us?" ”
"I don't know about us, this is a joint operation, we are just the vanguard reconnaissance force." Xiang Yuandong waved his hand and said to Xiao Ye: "What we are doing now is not to rescue the hostages, but to find out the structure here, as well as their weapons and firepower configuration!" After Xiang Yuandong finished speaking, he turned around and looked around.
When he saw this, he immediately felt a deep shock in his heart.
Such a shock does not come from the strength of the enemy, but from the fact that in the two-story hospital building in front of him, dozens of rooms are littered with decomposing corpses, and it seems that when IS took this small city, it staged a massacre that exterminated humanity.
The corpses in the room were supposed to be the former doctors and nurses.
The reason why Xiang Yuandong was shocked was because there was no one to guard here, and those who were locked in two rooms didn't seem to have escaped. However, Xiang Yuandong was soon relieved, because as he just said, these people are not not running away.
but not escape.
Because this place has been completely controlled by IS terrorists, there are terrorists everywhere in a radius of tens of kilometers, numbering as many as 1,000 people, and they are also carrying lethal weapons in their hands, so these unarmed hostages will naturally not escape.
"Let's go!" Xiang Yuandong shook his head helplessly after looking at the three women on the ground.
Then he took Xiao Ye, Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Qiu Xiaohua out of the hospital and continued to walk towards the rest of the town. When they crossed the street in front of the hospital, turned an alley, and came to another street with a bombed sign, it was much cleaner than anywhere else.
With the exception of a few military vehicles that had been blown up in the middle of the road and a nearby house that had been destroyed by a bomb, there were no bodies to be seen on the streets, and there was no rancid smell in the air. However, when they came out on the street and looked around for a while, they found out.
In all corners of the streets here, there are ISIS terrorists watching.
In addition to the terrorists, you can occasionally see the residents of the small town on the street, holding a water bottle or something with a frightened face, running to the designated place to receive water to fill the water, and then carrying the water home with a frightened face. "It's a bit difficult now, there are still poor people in here!" After Xiao Ye looked around, he said to Xiang Yuandong, who was in a daze: "It seems that the reason why this side is so clean is because there are still residents, and the reason why those places in front are very chaotic is because that there is the main battlefield, and it is the position they are preparing to use to lower than the government army!" ”
"Well, I agree with that." Xiang Yuandong nodded and said: "Every time IS strikes a city, they will immediately carry out regular management of the city they have built, in the process, they will cleanse the original armed forces in the city, if they are willing to join, they can live, if they are unwilling, they will be executed, not only the armed forces will be executed, but even those poor people who do not support them will also be executed!" After Xiang Yuandong finished speaking, he lit a cigarette for himself, and then pondered while smoking.
The situation here is far more complicated than he imagined.
From Xiang Yuandong to the rescue mission to the present, a day has passed, although this time he is only responsible for the preliminary investigation, not responsible for the operation and rescue, but in his heart, he still feels very depressed, because the situation at the scene is really beyond his imagination.
At first, Xiang Yuandong believed that there were no more poor people in this small city, only ISIS terrorists and hostages. But the scene in front of him subverted his previous judgment. Of course, he had thought of this from the beginning, but for some reason, when he saw the scenes and things here with his own eyes, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Because Xiang Yuandong knew very well in his heart that there were still poor people here.
It's not that IS has managed this place normally, but because they are ready to use the bodies of these poor people as human shields. Even if the United States and the United Nations send troops to attack now, it is estimated that it will not be able to defeat it, because international law stipulates that in a war-torn country, the poor are the objects of protection.
In other words, if you want to capture the terrorists, you have to evacuate the poor people here.
But now it is not a joint operation, but a land competition of the ISA, more than ten kilometers away, and thousands of elites who have gathered to compete, as long as Xiang Yuandong and them sound the signal, the people outside will attack in, and then the two sides will not only have a fierce battle, but also face a test of human nature and morality.
Because when the time comes, IS will definitely drive the poor to the front.
For IS, the poor here are not as valuable as a hostage in the hospital, and the reason why IS people always kidnap foreign tourists or something, is to ask the hostage's country of residence for ransom.
And the amount of the ransom is very huge.
Of course, they basically can't get these ransoms, and those hostages, if there is no international humanitarian aid, their country will not come to rescue them, let alone give the ransom. Because once the money is given as they ask, then more people will die, not to mention, IS will become stronger.
Because they can take the money and go to the black market to buy weapons.
This is why ISIS has been seen kidnapping hostages for ransom on TV, but it has never been reported that anyone who was kidnapped and returned to their country alive. Because, no country will give money, of course, there is a lot of political stake in this.
For a big country, once it gives money, it is tantamount to bowing to IS.
And in order to make its presence felt in the international community, IS will always do this kind of thankless thing, which only makes the international community more disgusted with it.
But these have nothing to do with Xiang Yuandong and them, but they have to think about it, this rescue mission, although it is just a competition, you can ignore anything, as long as you kill IS and rescue the hostages.
But Xiang Yuandong didn't think so, because the competition was only about military quality.
It's more about morality, and if you abandon morality and the bottom line of being a soldier for the sake of the game, then there is no point in such a competition. However, what makes Xiang Yuandong very pleased is that there is a clear provision in the ISA competition rules that no matter what the environment, the poor must not be injured in the game, otherwise, they will be arrested in accordance with the law and handed over to the laws of the country where they are located.
If it weren't for this framework, it is estimated that people from outside would have rushed in.
Because of the combat effectiveness of the wheel, although there are many terrorists in IS, they are all scum with less than five combat effectiveness, and for the elites of the bodyguard industry all over the world, killing an IS terrorist is no different from pinching an ant to death.
Still, there are a lot of factors to consider.
Among them, the poor people in this city are the main place to be considered, Xiang Yuandong and the others scattered, and after walking around the city, they found that the residents here are at least tens of thousands of people, and if there is a fight, these poor people will become the biggest problem.
"Boss, should we signal now?" In a hidden abandoned house in a small town, Qiu Xiaohua, who had taken off the black turban on his head, walked to Xiang Yuandong, who was sitting on a wooden board and smoking, and said: "If you want to fight, we will send a signal now!" ”
"No way!" As soon as Qiu Xiaohua's words fell, Xiang Yuandong shook his head categorically.