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The improvised timed firing device of the rocket gave Liu Handong 20 minutes to enter the battle position, and when an emergency assembly whistle was blown over the camp, he was startled, thinking that the terrorists had sensed the intruder, but when he saw that the other side was gathering in formation, he realized that this was just a routine emergency assembly at night.

Aishan. Abdul Khaliq's impromptu uprising brought devastation to his training camp, an anti-personnel blast grenade and a phosphorus and aluminum incendiary bomb landed right in the dense crowd, anti-personnel bombs, as the name suggests, are to kill and injure armed personnel in exposed areas as their own responsibility, with hot and sharp fragments to cut people's bodies into scattered pieces, wearing or not wearing body armor for rockets made no difference to rockets, let alone the incendiary bombs that followed.

White phosphorus incendiary bombs are an inhumane weapon banned by the international community, because this thing is so powerful that even if it is drenched on the hand, it will burn the whole person to slag, but for those seriously injured who have been unloaded by anti-personnel bombs and have their legs or arms, it is not a relief, because the Chinese-made incendiary bombs also add a little thermite, which burns more enjoyable and faster.

The third anti-personnel blast rocket flew a little farther and landed in the houses behind, destroying several mercenary quarters, and the Chechens and Syrians living in them met Allah while still asleep to collect 72 virgins.

The only thing that can dodge shrapnel and incendiary is luck, Tang Jianjun has this kind of luck, he saw with his own eyes that the masked man with a big knife who was about to cut off his head was cut off by shrapnel, and the head wearing a black hood didn't know where to fly, the person's body had not yet fallen, and a stream of bloody arrows spurted out of his neck, pouring Tang Jianjun's face.

The person operating the camera also died, first shrapnel hit him in the heart, and then a piece of burning machine smashed on his body, burning squeaky oil, a smell of barbecue meat rushed to the nose, the killer was killed first, it seems that Allah is indeed holy, this lucky experience almost led the loyal party member Tang Jianjun to strange Islam.

Equally lucky is Aishan. Abdul Khaliq, the guards standing beside him were all killed by shrapnel, but he was unharmed, only tossed to the ground by the air wave, his brain was buzzing, a whistle sounded in his ears, his eyes were all red, he stumbled up, and there was no one standing in the clearing.

The training camp was completely destroyed, the stumps were all over the place, some arms, legs and intestines flew to the rooftops and tree branches, the thermite and white phosphorus were still burning, the wounded with fire on their bodies were rolling all over the ground, and the terrible sound resounded in the night sky.

In a daze, Aishan saw that a Pashtun man rushed from afar, and the submachine gun in his hand shot out tongues of fire, killing the rolling fire man to the ground.

That's when he realized that he had been attacked.

The three rockets achieved much better results than expected, thanks to Aishan's help, and seventy or eighty percent of the living forces in the training camp died, but the rest were all battle-hardened mercenaries.

Some of the dazed veterans who had been blown up ran out of the barracks, pulling the bolts of their guns as they ran, they did not take off their clothes when they slept at night, and their rifles were placed next to their pillows, and if something happened, they could be put into combat in a matter of seconds.

The two sides were close to each other, and the gang did not realize that the Pashtun guy was the attacker, mainly because they thought that the attacker could not be only one.

The phrase "the brave wins" when meeting on a narrow road may not be credible in modern warfare, when the two armies meet, the side with strong firepower has the upper hand, and the mercenaries basically use AK series rifles, thirty magazines, and six hundred theoretical shots per minute, counting jù looks good, but at close range, the effect is far inferior to the ** sand submachine gun in Liu Handong's arms.

The ** sand loaded with seventy-one drums beat happily in Liu Handong's arms, pouring bullets and rain with extremely high shots, hitting several Chechen veterans like leaves in a raging storm, falling to the ground and dying on the spot, following behind several former Syrian rebels hurriedly looking for cover, Liu Handong finished the bullets, threw away the submachine gun, and pulled out the loaded May Fourth pistol and began to roll call.

The pistol is more difficult to fight than the rifle, the May Fourth pistol is even more difficult to fight, the man-machine design is not good, the muzzle jumps strictly, and it is difficult for untrained people to hit the target within five meters, but Liu Handong is very good at using the May Fourth pistol, this gun is like a martyr's soul in his hand, and it is basically hit at the center of the eyebrows.

Liu Handong ran out of pistol bullets, and when he changed the magazine, suddenly a guy jumped out from behind the earthen wall, and the muzzle of the AK47 black hole in his hand was aimed at him.

"It's over!" Liu Handong thought.

With a muffled sound, the guy's head exploded instantly, and the ** child sprayed Liu Handong's body, AK47 pointed its muzzle into the sky, and a string of tongues of fire all hit the sky.

Liu Handong quickly lay down, dragged the Type 63 automatic rifle on his back, and fired a few short shots in front of him, and the terrorists hid in the house and fired in this direction, but the gunfire gradually weakened, because Liu Handong was supported by snipers behind him.

Needless to say, it was Abdul and Ahmed who came back.

With the support of reinforcements, Liu Handong was even more courageous, he took out a grenade and threw it hard, the Soviet F1 grenade, commonly known as a pineapple, exploded in the air, and a group of experienced Syrian rebel veterans howled wolf and shouted: "There are mortars!" ”

Countless actual battles have proved that the Arabs are not the material for war at all, even if the number of people has an absolute advantage, and the weapons have an absolute advantage, they will mess up the pot, and Liu Handong against Su Ran is known as Chechnya, Syrian mercenaries who have seen bloody killings, in fact, they are just a gang of rabble, calling them guerrillas are not qualified, their biggest ability is to shoot in the air, torture and kill prisoners, and immediately become sheep when they encounter hard stubble.

Three rockets produced in the eighties of the last century completely frightened the terrorists, they wishfully believe that this is the AGM114 Hellfire missile launched by the US Predator drone, and the attack is the US Navy SEAL that killed Ben**, it is not ashamed to lose to an opponent of this level, and the veterans from Chechnya and Syria did not hesitate to make a strategic turn and disappeared into the vast mountains.

Liu Handong was about to search for the hostages, and suddenly he saw Tang Jianjun tied up on the platform, stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, he picked up the knife on the ground and cut the rope, and stuffed a gun into Tang Jianjun's hand: "Old Tang, can you fight?" ”

"Yes!" Tang Jianjun almost shouted through gritted teeth, he was a tough guy, the knife frame on his neck had not collapsed, at this moment the salted fish was reborn, the adrenaline was highly secreted, and the fear, hunger and fatigue were all gone, replaced by the anger of revenge.

"There's one here, it's their leader!" Tang Jianjun pointed at Aishan and shouted.

Ai Shan had not recovered from the shock, and he thought that the scene in front of him was not real, but a nightmare that he could not wake up from, until Liu Handong smashed the butt of a gun on his left cheek.

Liu Handong did not hesitate, pulled the trigger towards Aishan, and with a click, the firing pin hit the air, and there was no bullet.

"Who are you!" Ai Shan let out a long roar, he still couldn't figure out who was attacking.

"Lao Tzu is a person who is in the middle of the Yan Huang." Liu Handong shook the six-three style, and the long and sharp three-edged bayonet jumped out and stabbed towards Ai Shan's heart.

"Wait!" In a hurry, Tang Jianjun pushed Liu Handong, and the bayonet was crooked a few centimeters, passing under Aishan's armpit, and immediately drenched in blood.

"What are you doing?" Liu Handong's eyes narrowed.

"Keep your mouth alive." Tang Jianjun is a leader and far-sighted, Ai Shan is the big leader of the separatists, and it must be of greater value to capture him alive, but Liu Handong is also very practical, who will he give the prisoners to? Will it be handed over to the Kabul authorities for extradition? It's not troublesome enough, it's better to shoot Lisuo with one shot.

Tang Jianjun's attitude was very resolute, and Liu Handong said angrily: "You take him away?" ”

"I'll bring it, I'll bring it!" Tang Jianjun smashed the butt of a gun into Aishan's right cheek, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

"You're cheap." Liu Handong said viciously, and asked Tang Jianjun again: "Where is the cook?" ”

"Lao Bai is in the cave, I'll take you there." Tang Jianjun pulled his legs and walked forward, and Liu Handong changed the magazine and followed.

There were only some inexperienced remnants of the enemy left in the cave, and the explosions and gunshots outside made them tremble, seeing Tang Jianjun coming in with a gun, a few guys swung their knives and pounced, and the old Tang was a former soldier, and shot a long point, all of them fell to the ground, afraid of death, and made up a few more shots in their chests.

Bai Furong jumped up excitedly, Tang Jianjun stepped forward to untie his rope, and the two hugged excitedly.

"What does this man do?" Liu Handong asked, pointing to the scrawny foreigner.

"Hostages, probably Americans." Tang Jianjun said.

Liu Handong waved his hand: "Rescue, Lao Bai, you hold him." ”

Bai Furong finally recognized that the guy dressed as a Pashtun was Liu Handong, who was a hostage with him a few days ago, and at this moment the hostage turned into a murderous special forces, and he couldn't help but reply: "Yes!" ”

The four of them came out of the cave, Abdul was already waiting there with the little donkey, Ahmad blew up several cars in the training camp with a grenade, and then Liu Handong put the unconscious Aishan on the back of the donkey, and the group quickly evacuated.

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When the rocket exploded in the East Turkistan training camp, the first reaction of Lieutenant Colonel Luo Han of the 6th Army was that the Americans had attacked, and the sound seemed to be a missile launched by a drone.

The assault team landed at the predetermined position, and the soldiers took off their oxygen masks, took out their weapons and equipment, sent encrypted codes to the command center, and quickly maneuvered towards the target.

By the time they arrived at the scene, the dust had settled, corpses were all over the field, white bones were thick, and the air was filled with the smell of white phosphorus and thermite barbecue, which was disgusting.

"Camel, there's a living one here." The team members showed the seriously injured terrorists and called the captain with the code name, and Luo Han stepped forward to take a closer look, and quickly recognized that this was one of the targets of the operation, the terrorist Maimaitimin.

"Can it still be saved?" Luo Han asked the team hygienist.

The hygienist examined Maimaitimin's wound and shook his head: "The shrapnel has penetrated the lungs, and the bleeding cannot be stopped, even if a helicopter rushes to the hospital, it will not be able to save him." ”

Luo Han pulled out his pistol and put it on Maimaitimin's forehead, he saw the expectation of death in the other party's eyes, the taste of waiting for death was too painful, it was not as pleasant as a headshot.

Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill him like this, Rohan withdrew his pistol.

"Camel, here's this." Cheng Weiguo walked over with a camera in his hand, and the camera was still working.