Chapter 85: The start is hot

"Black Fox, are we going straight to Dadab?"

The armored personnel carrier was running fast on the road, and Xing Xiaolong's heartbeat was also beating fast, nervous, excited, and apprehensive mixed together, making his face rush to blood, and I looked like a red-faced Guan Gong.

"You look nervous and scared?"

The corners of the black fox's lips, which were slightly thick and looked plump, were playfully curled.

"Scared? How could it be, it doesn't exist. โ€

Xing Xiaolong shook his head again and again, and said in an appraisal manner: "I'm just curious to ask." โ€

Man!

I can't lose face, and I have to hold on no matter how much I hurt me.

There were also 5 Kenyan special police officers in the same car, they only knew that the identity of the black fox was a special consultant, and Xing Xiaolong followed the black fox, and they didn't know what the specific identity was.

As special advisers to the Black Fox and Bald Eagle Nation, these special police officers also have no authority to question.

This is hierarchical suppression!

However, Xing Xiaolong has to use his mobile phone every time he speaks, and he uses mobile phone translation to talk to the black fox, which makes these special police who dare not ask very confused.

The status of the black fox is so high, why does it bring people who don't even know the international lingua franca?

This is puzzling to them!

The black fox has always maintained a high-profile posture, so naturally he doesn't care about the thoughts of these ordinary special police, and Xing Xiaolong is now full of tasks, and he doesn't have the heart to care about the thoughts of these special police.

"It's best not to be afraid, being afraid of nervousness can make you slow to react, which can be very deadly, and staying calm at all times can keep you alive."

The black fox's words were comforting, and he was teaching Xing Xiaolong the rules of battlefield survival.

"Dadaab is a concentration camp for the devil, do you think that just a few of us can get out after we go in? I don't want to be chopped into meat sauce by them. โ€

The black fox made a sneer, opened the military tablet he carried with him, and clicked on a map to zoom in.

said to Xing Xiaolong: "Liboyi, a border town, there is a drug trafficking den here, we have an informant who has been arrested by them, he has very important information in his hands, we need to rescue him." โ€

โ€œOK๏ผ I see! โ€

Hearing that he was just going to a drug trafficking den, Xing Xiaolong, who was calm on the surface, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that there should be no problems this time.

"Oh, by the way, did you take a CQB course?" The black fox put away the tablet and asked suddenly.

"Uh...... This one...... Ahem...... NO๏ผ Xing Xiaolong scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Everyone knows that CQB is an indoor close-range tactic, but Xing Xiaolong is just a guard from a regular border army, where is the opportunity to learn this kind of close-range tactics.

Border defense operations are all tanks, artillery, and airplanes, covered by all kinds of heavy firepower, and the environment is either plains or mountains and forests, and they are all wide terrain areas, and there is no need for close-range combat at all, so it is impossible to learn this kind of thing.

"It's worse than I thought it would be."

Seeing that Xing Xiaolong didn't understand the most basic CQB, the black fox pursed his lips and said, "If I have a chance, I will teach you, you will follow the team on this mission and see how they do it on the premise of ensuring your own safety, understand?" โ€

CQB requires a high degree of teamwork, and everyone must be in close contact with another person when doing any action indoors.

If you add someone who can't do it in the middle, it will definitely disrupt the CQB team tactics.

and even led to the failure of the entire operation.

The black fox believed in Xing Xiaolong's marksmanship, and was very sure of his courage, but he couldn't cooperate with other people's actions, which was a hard wound that could not be repaired.

"Okay, no problem, rest assured that the rear will be handed over to me."

Xing Xiaolong, who knows too few things, knows that he has become a dragger, but a man's face cannot be lost, even if he is in the back, he must speak righteous words, which is more glorious than rushing in front.

"I've discovered your new advantages again, shameless, I just don't know if the thickness can block bullets."

For Xing Xiaolong's shamelessness, the black fox rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then leaned on the car and closed his eyes and said, "It used to take a few hours, you can close your eyes and rest first, I'll call you when it's almost time." โ€

"Thank you!"

was secretly damaged by the black fox, Xing Xiaolong didn't care, it happened that he was too excited last night to sleep well, and he leaned on the side of the car with his gun in his arms, ready to sleep and regain his spirits.

It's a pity that Xing Xiaolong's idea was wrong.

It's impossible to sleep well, and it's impossible in this car for the rest of your life.

Although the heavy body of the armored car provides stability, it is indeed possible to fall asleep leaning on the car in a slight undulating rocking.

But Africa's environment is big enough to change everything.

Two hours later!

When the time came to eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the warm orange sun in the early morning suddenly turned into a golden fireball, and the concrete road was soon sunburned in a hot wave.

And the armored car running on the highway did not have on-board air conditioning, and it became a super stuffy can on the spot.

Xing Xiaolong, who slept for less than an hour, woke up from the heat, even if he took off his bulletproof helmet and ripped off the collar to breathe enough, he was still sweating and dizzy.

The black fox was the same as the rest of our SWAT, sweat and visible speed condensed on his face, and finally condensed into large particles dripping down his cheeks and chin from his chin.

Hot!

It's very hot!

It's stuffy and hot, it's like sitting in a pressure cooker, and it's almost like the star anise cinnamon in the restaurant.

Fortunately, although there is no air conditioning in this car, there are enough ventilation holes and shooting holes, and the SWAT officers are very experienced in opening all of them to make the car a little cooler.

Not so much that before the action began, the person sitting in the car fainted from heat stroke.

Under this stuffy and hot ordeal, the convoy drove from the morning to nearly 4 o'clock in the afternoon, without making any stops in between, and even the lunch was a military dry ration.

Fortunately, it's finally coming to an end!

"Sir, we've entered Liboy, and we'll be at our destination in two minutes." The navigator of the lead car, the off-road vehicle, reports to the Black Fox by radio.

"Okay, got it!"

The black fox held down the headset and replied, and then ordered everyone: "All units, please note that this operation is a forced assault operation, and everything is carried out according to the original plan.

Pilot car No. 1 is now turned to the rear of the car, armored car No. 2 is turned into a pioneer car, and communication is changed to a free microphone, once it successfully crashes through the house and breaks into the house, we will find our target first, and if we encounter a resistant, we can kill it immediately, do you understand? โ€

โ€œYes sir๏ผโ€

All SWAT officers turned their radios to freedom, took off their helmets and noise-canceling headphones, put on their weapons, and waited for them to load.

"Be careful, follow the commandos, OK?" The black fox told Xing Xiaolong.

Along the way, the black fox has taken good care of Xing Xiaolong!

โ€œOK๏ผโ€

Xing Xiaolong made an OK gesture to the black fox, buttoned up his soaked SWAT clothes tightly, and put on a heavy bulletproof helmet and noise-canceling earbuds.

"Click!"

The Remington 870P shotgun is loaded, with his left and right hands clasped in front of his chest.

"a DJ, but don't hang the lottery." Xing Xiaolong prayed silently.

The previous battle in Kasuo Village was full of ambushes and lurks, but this time it was frontal and tough, and he would drive directly into it later.

The beginning was a hot close-range firefight, how could Xing Xiaolong not be nervous.