Even the most discerning person has to express admiration for Rohm's skillful tactical moves. He used all the cover at his disposal to quickly leap into the interior of the village. Like most villages in Afghanistan, this village is built on a hill with a considerable difference in height from the inside out, so they were able to see Lomon most of the time and write down his route.

Loose armed private patrols are not terrible, they do not observe the movements around them while patrolling, but talk to each other as if they were walking. This means that they will only be alert if they actually see something suspicious. Single, sleepless sentinels are the real trouble, as they tend to be more focused, and unusual sounds can disturb them even if they don't see anything. Rohmon didn't try to avoid the patrol, but he tried to avoid the lone sentries on the rooftops, and soon made his way into the depths of the village.

When Romon's figure disappeared from view, time seemed to stop.

Shen Maopai and Zhao Sanhong both put their eyes on their respective sights, while ACE half-squinted his eyes and thoughtfully stroked the paratrooper M249 in his hand.

There was no sound on the radio station in the northwest of Ma.

There was a fishy smell in the air.

Suddenly, Romon's voice came from the radio station. "ACE, KEEP UP."

ACE immediately lowered his machine gun and followed Rohm's route.

Walking around the courtyard of the flocks of sheep and seeing Rohmon crouching in front of the house in front of the mosque making a "cover" gesture to him, Ace immediately and silently hid in the shadows.

There was no light in the house, but there was a faint sound of conversation, and the people inside had not yet slept. From this point of view, the bodyguards around Amat are not amateurs. But they weren't too professional, and in addition to not sleeping, they should at least have a person outside the house. Perhaps it was because they let their guard down on the turf of friendly private forces.

Luo Man pushed the night vision device above his head, stretched out his index and middle fingers to make an insertion with his eyes, then pointed to the door together, and raised four fingers to indicate that four people could be seen in the room.

It's not a good situation. Two people against four people, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be a sound.

At this point, Rohmon moved to Amat Jeep and gently opened the door. The car was unlocked.

Rohmon gave a thumbs up to the air. This means that he has made up his mind, and he beckons ACE to approach him. Seeing that ACE was in place on the side of the door, Rohmon slammed the door hard and fell to the ground.

The sound sounded as loud as a grenade exploding in the middle of the night.

The sound of conversation in the house paused, and someone walked towards the door.

ACE put away his pistol and pulled the dagger from his boot. This is a FallKnivenG1 – aka the "Hellguard Dog" – a tactical double-edged knife made of VG-10 stainless steel with a black Teflon finish that does not reflect light.

A bodyguard walked out alertly.

As he left the light of the doorway and turned into darkness, Ace pounced on him like a ghost, covering his mouth with one hand while plunging a tactical knife into his throat.

He used such force that he not only severed the unfortunate man's artery and trachea at the same time, but also nearly cut off his entire head. ACE TIGHTLY WRAPPED HIS ARMS AROUND THE CORPSE AND SLOWLY LOWERED IT, PREVENTING THE CORPSE'S UNCONSCIOUS CONVULSIONS AND THE SOUND OF FALLING TO ALARM THE PEOPLE IN THE ROOM.

Pulling down the night vision device and seeing the ACE gesture of OK, Rohmon immediately rushed in through the door.

The other three bodyguards in the room sat around the floor, AK rifles in their hands or in their arms. The guy facing the door saw Romon's eyes widen in surprise and looked like he was about to open his mouth to scream, but Rohmon had already shot him in the eyebrow.

Almost at the same time, ACE entered through the door. He shot the other bodyguard twice in succession, and then before the third bodyguard could react, he knocked half of his head off. Both of them reflexively pulled the trigger in succession, and for a moment the gunfire of the two pistols sounded as shrill as the chirping of birds. But that's just how they feel. In the short split second of less than two seconds, the sound of gunfire was muffled by the dull sound of the body falling to the ground.

Without stopping, Rohmon scurried into the room next to it, where there was only a curtain of felt. There is no time to observe and think at this time, and the next actions depend entirely on the instinct of the warrior, but the most important thing is luck.

Amat was sitting up from his bed, his fat body squeaking against the board. Seeing Rohmon wearing a night vision device in a sleepy haze, this ruthless **** was also stunned. Rohmon was quick and threw a punch to his chin.

Amat fell like a log.

Rohman's punch wasn't fatal, but it was enough to knock Amat unconscious in a matter of seconds. Rohmon first knocked him unconscious with the butt of his rifle, and then tied him up. Ace outside also quickly dragged the body of the bodyguard who had killed outside into the room.

The two of them quickly checked the situation outside, and everything was as quiet as before.

ACE chuckled under his breath as he changed the magazine. "I didn't expect us to succeed."

Romon glanced at him. "We won't be successful until we get out of here."

ACE looked at Amat in a coma.

"He certainly won't weigh more than three hundred pounds, and I can carry him around."

ACE was strong enough to carry Amat away, but it wasn't the same as it was designed. ACE stuffed Amat into the front seat of the jeep and handcuffed him tightly with plastic handcuffs. This fat pig is much heavier than a machine gun. ACE said this in his heart.

At this moment a patrol came from the edge of the mosque, and the hearts of the two men suddenly rose to their throats. ACE hurriedly shrunk into the driver's seat, and Rohmon retreated into the room, aiming the patrol with his M4.

A couple of Afghans staggered down the opposite side of the road with a flashlight. The light of the flashlight even swept over the windshield of the jeep. At this time, if one person takes a closer look, they will see that there is a man wearing a ski mask who is pointing a gun at them in the car, and there is another person next to him crouching in the passenger seat.

But they just walked down the path, and ACE watched them disappear to the other end of the path before dropping his pistol. Then Rohmon opened the door.

Ace looked at Rohmon and didn't move his body. "I'll stay, you go first."

Rohmon smiled and shook his head. "Withdraw according to the plan, this is not negotiable."

ACE DIDN'T SPEAK AGAIN, BUT QUICKLY AND EFFICIENTLY CHECKED AMAT'S HANDCUFFS AGAIN BEFORE DISAPPEARING INTO THE DARKNESS THE WAY HE CAME. The most dangerous part of this plan is how to leave quietly, and Romon's solution is to use this jeep.

Rohmon sat in the room, observing the movement outside through the crack in the door.

He prefers to act alone, so he doesn't have to worry about whether others will make mistakes.

Carrying out tasks in complex and treacherous environments for a long time makes Rohmin very sensitive to changes in everything around him. He himself began to worry about the fact that even those comrades around him could not fully believe him. Perhaps, as someone said, he "should be treated by a psychiatrist", or at least a short vacation to regulate his emotions.

The sound of ACE came through the headphones. "You can evacuate."

Rohmon let go of the Jeep's hand brakes and pushed it away hard. The jeep reluctantly moved on gravel ground and soon lost control on the downhill road, becoming faster and faster. Rohmin jumped into the car and used the brakes and steering wheel to control the unpowered Jeep.

Someone immediately spotted the jeep, which seemed to be out of control. As Rohmon had expected, there was no confusion caused by the sentries chasing after the Jeep. There was also a patrol that spotted the car halfway through, but they just stood there and watched the excitement.

The jeep swept into the clearing outside the village in dust, and ACE rushed up from the ambush with his equipment. Amat whispered, as if he was about to wake up from his coma, but was knocked unconscious again by ACE.

Lomon took his boots and put them on. "Well done."

When the Afghan sentry came after him, Rohm started his car and drove onto the road leading to the border. Before that, Ma Xibei had destroyed all the cars he saw, and even if the drug dealers found out that their business partner had an accident, they would not be able to catch up for a while.

On the way, Ma Xixi met them in the jeep he had come.

Rohmon saw Ma Xixi nodding to him from his night vision goggles, and then overtook them with more horsepower and drove first towards the border.

"Well done, hummingbird." ACE'S VOICE WAS FILLED WITH GENUINE JOY. "Brothers love your style."

"I don't see any difference between me and you." Rohmon glanced at ACE calmly. "If it were you who made the decision, you would do the same."

"You don't have to put gold in my face." ACE LAUGHED HEARTILY. "I don't know if I have the courage of you."

Rohmon didn't answer, and he didn't laugh. There was silence in the car for a while.

"What bad did you do, they want to send you to this place?" ACE looked at Rohmon in the night vision and asked a question he had always wanted to ask.

Rohmon smiled. "How do you know I've done something bad to send here?"

ACE continued to look at him.

"Because a person of your level would not be involved in such an action. I've heard that you've made a big mistake by sending you here because they don't want you to go to court-martial, so you have a good chance of dying on a mission. ”

Rohmon was surprised. "Where did you know about these things?"

"I have my channel, and there are no secrets among us people at all." ACE WAVED HIS HAND IMPATIENTLY. "I'm interested in, what kind of mistake makes the old man unable to save you?"

LOMON GLANCED AT ACE WITH A SHARP GAZE.

"Sometimes, people keep secrets because they hurt people who don't have to do with them."

"But now that you're our man, we want to be able to help you." ACE'S VOICE WAS SINCERE.

Rohmon laughed silently. His teammates can't help much, but it's always good to know that someone has their back. is like the morning glow that is about to erupt in front of him, making his body and mind feel a warmth that he has not felt for a long time.