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Air China Cargo Airlines' cargo plane flew in the airspace of Afghanistan, the route was southwest, the flight altitude was 11,000 kilometers, and the cruising degree was Mach 9.

Stratospheric air was thin and cold, and half an hour before the parachute jump, the commandos put on oxygen masks to remove nitrogen from their bodies, the red light turned on, the cabin began to depressurize, the cargo door at the rear of the left wing slowly opened under the push of the hydraulic drive rod, and the soldiers began to line up to wait for the parachute.

The route and the target do not overlap, in order not to arouse suspicion, the plane will not deviate from the course or reduce the altitude, the soldiers must use the glider parachute to fly over the target and land on their own, this kind of high-altitude parachute jump they have practiced countless times, the biting cold wind outside the cabin and the altitude of 10,000 meters are commonplace for them.

Thirty soldiers jumped out of the cabin in a free-fall motion, they were all wearing coveralls and closed helmets and oxygen masks, and when they fell to a height of 5,000 meters, the soldiers opened the gliding parachute, and air poured in from the front end of the nylon parachute, forcing the air chambers to inflate and open into a capsule to keep the parachute into a low-aspect ratio airfoil without a rigid skeleton, which could ensure that it could glide for 45 kilometers without wind, and as for the landing technique, the paratroopers of Unit T could be accurate to the centimeter level.

Cheng Weiguo skillfully controlled the paraglider to fly forward, keeping a proper safe distance from his comrades, after almost cruel training, his mentality has been completely different from that of ordinary soldiers, in the eyes of the members of Unit T, even the *** reconnaissance brigade is an ordinary soldier, they are above the top, free and loose, without any military style, of course, this is just Cheng Weiguo's first impression as a newcomer, the more you understand this unit, the more you will fall in love with this group of people, they are real soldiers, because they are ready to die at any time.

Before leaving, Cheng Weiguo wrote a suicide note according to the requirements of the leadership, but he knew that if he unfortunately died, this suicide note would probably not be sent to his home, but instead of a standard martyr's notice signed by the commander of the 38th Army, the cause of his death would also become an unfortunate death in training, rather than an undisclosed secret such as death in battle abroad.

Including the captain Luo Han, the organizational relationship of each member of the T unit is still retained in the original unit, and the salary and treatment are the same as before, and in the establishment of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, there is no such name as the T unit at all.

With the vast mountains at his feet and the cold wind whistling in his ears, Cheng Weiguo thought of his father who died in the jungle of Myanmar, and a wave of pride and ambition surged into his heart, Dad, the hairy boy will not disgrace you!

At the air traffic control center in Kabul, the radar screen is normal, and the staff is casually drinking black tea, eating supper, and chatting about yesterday's cricket game.

In the Urumqi command center, Major General Ye Tang received an encrypted message from the cargo plane, and the mountain eagle is soaring!

……

Liu Handong looked at the mound of earth and was amazed, Abdul is certainly not a simple Pashtun old man, maybe this old guy used to be an instructor in the Afghan government army, or a guerrilla expert trained by the CIA.

"So, is this alarm clock a timer device, wait for us to get into the combat position and shoot, and then we'll go up and sweep and kill them all." Liu Handong couldn't wait.

The power of three 1o7 mm rockets cannot be underestimated, the salvo of the last mortar company on the top, it is already late at night, and the terrorists who have no entertainment must have fallen asleep after a day of hard training, the earthen house where they live has no bulletproof ability, after a bombing, at least 100 people can be killed, and then rush up and strafe them with automatic rifles, throw a few grenades, and it is not impossible to destroy them all.

The old man Abdul shook his head: "No, of course not, we will retreat now, and the rockets will automatically fire in twenty minutes, so as to ensure that we are not caught up." ”

"And then?" Liu Handong was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't give up.

"Then we go back to the village, you go to Kabul, that's all." The old man was very calm, with a wire in his hand, and placed a Chinese-made directional mine near the firing device, the old guy was in the shadow, and he could guess that the terrorists would definitely come to check the firing position, and then attack them again.

"But...... The revenge has not been avenged. Liu Handong said.

Abdul looked at him: "Child, three rockets can kill a lot of people, we don't need and don't have the ability to kill everyone in the camp, they are not lambs to the slaughter, we only have three people, fighting is more than will and training, but more people and more guns are enough to offset these advantages, no special forces can fight against soldiers who have been several times their own, you, me, Ahmed, not to men." ”

Liu Handong was speechless, Abdul said the facts, the other party's strength is not weak, otherwise he would not have destroyed Hassan and his subordinates, he has also witnessed the behavior of these ** elements, killing people without blinking, bloody and cruel, coupled with fanatical extreme religious beliefs, the combat effectiveness will definitely not be bad, using rockets to sneak attack them is the best choice, and attacking alone is a fool's behavior.

But the terrorists who have suffered heavy losses will inevitably be angry with the hostages, Tang Jianjun and the fat cook are not far from dead, thinking of this makes Liu Handong extremely tormented, but he can't rescue his compatriots in front of him, a deep sense of frustration and powerlessness fills his heart, reason tells him, there is nothing wrong with doing this, and it is not cowardly, no one will blame himself.

There is a group photo on the table in Tang Jianjun's office, the photo is Mr. Tang's family, the husband and wife are seven or eight-year-old daughters, the little girl is smiling brightly, maybe she is sleeping at home at the moment, but she doesn't know that her father is about to be killed by bad people.

"I have to do something." Liu Handong muttered to himself.

Abdul set up directional mines and beckoned Ahmad and Liu Handong to evacuate.

"Let's go." Liu Handong said, "I want to save my compatriots." ”

"You will die, you will die together, and you will not be able to save anyone." Old man Abdul said.

"I'm going to save my compatriots." Liu Handong repeated.

The old man knew that he had made up his mind, nodded, and picked up Li. Enfield rifle, turned and walked away.

Ahmed looked at Liu Handong, a little hesitant, and could see that the young man also wanted to stay in a big battle.

"Ahmed!" Abdul shouted.

The boy left in a hurry, and before leaving, he said to Liu Handong: "Allah bless you." ”

Liu Handong finally checked the equipment, carried the Type 63 automatic rifle, and went down the mountain with ** sand, Ahmed walked dozens of steps away, looked back at the lonely back, and asked his grandfather: "Is he a brave mountain eagle?" ”

Abdul didn't reply: "No, son, he is a stupid and stubborn donkey. ”

……

Aishan. Abdul Khalik is a native of Kashgar, holds a bachelor's degree from Minzu University, is a wanted criminal by the Ministry of Public Security, and is also the director of the East Turkistan Organization training camp in Afghanistan.

There are more than 300 people in the training camp, most of whom are young people who have been smuggled from China, and southern Xinjiang is barren and backward, living in poverty, and there is a market for extremist religious ideas.

In order to train these newcomers, Ai Shan worked hard and came up with many tricks to enhance their combat effectiveness, in addition to the **** instructors, they also hired veterans from Chechnya, Syria, Kashmir and ***, hand-in-hand to teach these young people who are not even divided between left and right how to fight and kill.

Some time ago, Aishan organized an operation, rushed hundreds of miles, annihilated a Pashtun armed force that had a holiday with himself, the Pashtuns pay attention to blood revenge, the enemy is not there to kill his brother, no brother to kill his whole family, this operation is a successful internship, so that many recruits see blood, although more than a dozen people were killed and wounded, but the gains are greater than the losses, because two Chinese hostages were accidentally obtained.

Aishan is ready to use the two hostages to make a big news, he has always envied those predecessors in the Middle East, in front of the camera ambitiously while chanting Allahu Akbar, while cutting off the heads of Americans with knives, causing the whole world to be in an uproar, and the cause of terror to a higher level.

Now, he also has capital, Tang Jianjun is a senior manager of a Chinese-funded enterprise, and killing him can make the Chinese in Central Asia a big talk.

Aishan had people send a video to the Chinese embassy in Afghanistan, first making them conditional on them, and only then forced to kill them if they did not meet them, so as to gain sympathy from Muslims around the world.

The only regret is that there is no network signal in the mountains, in order to avoid being tracked, the camp puts an end to a qiē satellite phone, mobile phone, radio and other high-tech communication tools, this is the experience of ****, the Americans are too technological, any electronic equipment is eavesdropped and tracked by them, the reason why Ben ** was able to flee for so long after the 911 incident, the secret is that no electronic equipment is used.

Ai Shan is thinking about it, people always have to kill anyway, so it's better to shoot a video first, and then send someone to a place with a network to transmit the Internet, yes, just do it.

"Maimaiti, you go and bring Tang Jianjun here, and prepare the camera and executioner." Aishan commanded.

The henchmen's subordinates took the order, Ai Shan meditated with his hands behind his back in front of the window, and suddenly thought, why not hold a night emergency assembly, so that the Balang children can witness the beheading, which can not only train the reaction ability and crisis awareness of the team members, but also cultivate their bloodthirsty character.

Ai Shan was overjoyed by his ingenuity, and after Tang Jianjun arrived, he ordered: "Gather urgently." ”

A terrible whistle sounded over the camp, and a man stood on the roof, puffing out his cheeks and blowing the whistle desperately, and the sleepy-eyed would-be terrorists scattered out of the barracks and caves, and lined up in the clearing.

Tang Jianjun knelt on the platform with five flowers, with the Xingyue Banner behind him, the thick tree stump in front of him, a masked man holding a sharp blade, unhurriedly grinding on the oil stone, the camera was debugging, the lights were preparing, Tang Jianjun understood that his death time had come.

More than 200 terrorists were inexplicably excited when they saw the beheading, and they talked about their leader, Aishan. Abdul Khalik stood in front of the stage with his chest straight, and was about to make an impassioned speech, when he suddenly raised his head in confusion and looked at the sky.

The terrorists standing in the phalanx also followed his gaze to the sky, and three flames were particularly dazzling in the night sky.

No one could have guessed that these were two Type 1963-2 anti-personnel blaster grenades and a phosphorus-aluminum incendiary bomb that came to harvest lives.