These hostages were George's last-minute shields. As the commander-in-chief of this operation, he must consider the coping strategies after various adverse situations occur. And Huaxia's two anti-terrorism experts are his last trump cards against leopards.

Aherti trembled and covered his cheeks and walked from the edge of the cave, staring at George with fearful eyes, he knew that these mercenaries were never ambiguous when it came to killing, and if he provoked the tall mercenary leader again, he would probably never see the sun outside the cave again!

He walked up to George, shook his drowsy head a few more times, and then glanced at George's right hand, and saw that there were thick tactical gloves on it, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: Damn, thanks to him wearing gloves, otherwise this bear-like slap wouldn't have slapped me to death!

George looked at him cowering and scolded angrily: "Lao Tzu sues you, if you make the other two out of trouble, Lao Tzu will let you be like them!" ”

After he finished scolding, he turned to the medic and said, "Try to cure them as well as possible," and then turned around and walked deeper into the cave.

The cave twists and turns, the ground rises and falls, and in the wide or narrow caverns, sharp stones protrude from time to time. Taking advantage of the dim light in the cave, George cautiously walked towards the opposite side, pondering the leopard commando in his mind as he went.

His mood at this time was quite complicated. It has been more than a month since the operation began, but so far, there has been no movement of the Leopard Commando.

He has always believed in his heart that at this time, the leopard must have synthesized all kinds of information and knew that his two mercenary groups, Black Hawk and Yamaguchi, participated in the hijacking operation, and had already guessed that the purpose of his two mercenary groups was to go to their old rival, and they would definitely appear here.

But now a month has passed, and he has not received any information about this Leopard Commando, which inevitably makes him feel uneasy. From the moment they arrived, the work of the terrorist organization in charge of developing the inside line was extremely smooth, and under coercion and inducement, they quickly bribed an important person from the police, and all kinds of information were very timely and accurate, but there was no situation with the leopard commando.

When George thought of this, he felt a pang of irritability in his heart. He walked to the bend in the cave in front of him, leaned his tall, burly body against the cold stone wall in the corner, raised his hand and took a cigar from his jacket pocket and lit it, then took a hard puff and slowly exhaled the cigarette column. A cloud of cyan smoke slowly swirled and dispersed in front of his eyes, and then dispersed behind him with the flow of air in the cave.

He frowned, held his cigar, quietly recalled the whole process, and said to himself: "There are no loopholes, but why hasn't that leopard team appeared yet?" ”

He muttered as he looked ahead. At the corner of the cave in front of them, four people in white winter suits were sitting on the cave wall, and their cold eyes were looking at them, their eyes flashing brightly, and they were all full of hatred. Sitting opposite were two mercenaries from the mountain passes, watching them with assault rifles.

George looked at these people coldly, this was half a month ago, he personally led people to the surrounding snow to set up an ambush, and captured these four people in one fell swoop.

At that time, George received a message from his subordinates from the city, saying that there was news from the inside: the Falcon team sent by Huaxia to cooperate with the local police in the search for the whereabouts of the hostages was going to be led by a person codenamed Goshawk to the mountains to search for the whereabouts of the hostages the next day.

He was overjoyed, and immediately ordered his men to monitor the men's path the next day and report to him at any time. He was worried about how to attract the leopard commandos to this small snowy city, and when these people entered the mountains, they could pass on this message to them.

Early the next morning, George received a report from his men that they had only sent a team of five into the mountains. George quickly greeted Kuroda, and then personally left the canyon with ten of his men, driving several snowmobiles, and according to the route of the opponent reported by his subordinates, he ordered ten of his men to hide the snowmobiles in the snow, and then hide in the thick snow.

He himself drove the snowmobile to the hillside behind his men's hiding place, lay himself on his stomach in the snow, raised his sniper rifle, and waited quietly for the other party to arrive.

At that time, there was a gentle breeze in the mountains, and the snow on the ground was blown up in patches of snow, and a layer of white snow mist floated on the undulating mountain surface. George spun his sniper rifle and scanned the surroundings, and was overjoyed to see the snow rolling in front of him, this kind of floating snow rolling close to the ground would soon cover the place where his men were lurking, and it would be difficult to see any traces of his lurking outside.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for George's eyes to sweep over the lurking positions of his men again, and saw that the place where they were lurking had merged with the surrounding snow, and his body had been covered with a layer of floating snow.

A group of heavily armed Black Hawks lurked quietly in the snow for nearly two hours. George was lying on a hillside six or seven hundred meters behind the lurkers, his body buried in the thick snow, his sniper rifle in front of him resting on an exposed rock on the hillside, his eyes fixed on the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

At this time, George's headset suddenly heard the report of his subordinates: "Report, the target is close to your location, three kilometers away", "Roger!" George replied coldly, then pressed his face against the cold cheek rest of the sniper rifle, his eyes staring straight ahead through the scope.

After a short time, George was lying on the hillside, and saw several white figures on the side of the mountain in the distance, he quickly stretched out the sniper rifle in his hand, and carefully observed the other party through the scope above.

Five men in white winter suits were waving their snow poles and rushing towards the foot of the mountain where the Black Hawks were lurking. At this time, George's headset also heard the voice of the surveillance team member behind him: "Report, the target is approaching your location!" ”

A sneer appeared on George's face, and he ordered into the microphone in a low voice: "All on alert, no shooting during the operation, according to the action plan, start the action!" ”

As he spoke, two of his Black Hawks appeared on the back of the mountain, with assault rifles on their backs and skis on their shoulders, and they were walking deep and shallow in the thick snow, struggling to the place where the other team members were lurking.

The two turned their backs to the five people behind them, talking about something as they walked? He didn't seem to notice the people behind him.