Joint Operations Command Center!

In the dimly lit command room, in a projection screen hanging on the wall in front of it, the Super 61 Black Hawk helicopter crashed into the roof on the right, and finally crashed in the middle of an intersection, sending up a thick cloud of dust.

Gallison's face looked particularly solemn in the dim light.

"The Super 61 Black Hawk helicopter has hit the ground and crashed, located in the city center on the east side of Hawadi."

Hearing the communication from the on-site commander Colonel Harrell, General Gao Ruisen propped his hands on the table weakly, bowed his head and said heavily: "Romeo 64, the helicopter fell Aideed's militia will definitely swarm to besiege them, you must organize people to rush to the scene as soon as possible to rescue the survivors, whether it is to send a search and rescue helicopter or ground troops, can you guide them forward?" ”

"No problem!" Colonel Harrell replied.

"We've lost the lead, let's go!" With that, General Gareson slowly sat down in his chair as if he had run out of strength.

With only a hundred or so operatives, facing the thousands of militia in the city and tens of thousands of civilians in the city who were bewitched by Aideed, the encirclement and attack launched from all directions was already an extravagant hope to retreat safely.

Now General Gareson's only hope is that the casualties will be smaller!

……

Bullets and bazookas are flying around, and the northwest side of the target building is fiercely fighting!

"Call 21, call 21, this is Juliet 64."

Di Maso, who was advancing along the street and following Xing Feng more than a hundred meters behind Xing Feng, rushed to the crash site, heard Captain Shrek's call, and picked up the walkie-talkie as he walked: "21 Received, Over!" ”

"Your first squad is closest to the crash site, please rush over immediately to support, search for survivors, maintain safety, and the other teams will follow later, Over!" Shrek ordered.

"21 Roger, we're rushing over, haven't seen the helicopter yet, Over!" Di Maso replied.

"The crash site is in the middle of the intersection in the southeast direction, you can see it all the way over, Over!"

"Understood, Over!"

After ending the call with Captain Shrek, Di Maso looked ahead and found that the figure of Xingfeng was long gone, so he called in the channel: "Call Nicholas, call Nicholas, I'm Di Masso, please answer when you hear it." ”

After calling twice in a row, there was no response from Xingfeng's side, and Di Maso could only give up helplessly, and instructed the rest of the people to follow the direction indicated by Captain Shrek, fighting the Somalis who appeared in the houses on both sides along the way, and quickly rushed to the southeast intersection.

"This weak body is really uncomfortable."

Entering the plane, although the injuries on the body have been temporarily repaired, the energy in the body has been withdrawn, and it has lost its original strong speed and strength, resulting in the torture wind carrying a large amount of ammunition on his back, and it is very difficult to move.

This feeling is like a strong man who could carry 100 pounds of heavy objects and walk like nothing on his back, but now he is carrying 10 pounds of objects, and it is as difficult as a quagmire.

But the matter has come to this point, and the torture wind can only grit his teeth and hold on!

And unlike Di Maso and others, who rushed around the street for safety, Xing Feng traveled in a straight line in order to arrive at the crash site as soon as possible to rescue.

Judging the direction of the crash, there are walls all the way through the walls, houses drilled into houses, and streets through the streets.

Straight-line distances are more dangerous, but they're also faster!

In contrast, they can also arrive at the position earlier before the large Somali militia surrounds the Super 61 attack, and buy more rescue time for themselves.

Two minutes pass!

Separated from Di Maso and the others, Xingfeng crossed a street and several houses and encountered two militiamen who were preparing to rush to the crash site.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da!"

Hiding behind a window, two bursts of fire killed the two militiamen, and the torture wind kicked open the wooden glass window and walked through the alley into a civilian house.

However, from the next room, a Somali civilian wearing a tattered shirt and herringbone plastic slippers and a little boy who looked to be less than 10 years old and carrying a military water bottle and a loose ammunition bag in front of him ran out.

The two of them came to the killed Aideed militia, one of them picked up an AK from the ground, took all the magazines, exchanged a few words, and with the advantage of their familiarity with the terrain, ran to the other side of the house.

One of the little boys, with a fierce and youthful face, is only about 1.1 meters tall, almost the same as the AK in his hand.

However, in the running, the action of changing the magazine and pulling the bolt is very skillful.

It's unimaginable!

Unbeknownst to him, two civilians were eyeing him, and upon entering the house, he discovered that there was someone in the room.

A chubby tall black woman, and three little girls with black curly hair!

Seeing Xingfeng breaking in, the three little girls ran to the women in horror, and the women were both frightened and brave enough to hug the three little girls, huddle behind the sofa and stare nervously at Xingfeng.

"Shh~shhh~, don't make a sound, I won't hurt you, I'm just passing by here, just give me 10 seconds."

Xingfeng didn't know if they could understand English, so he comforted them softly, searched the left and right houses with a gun, and after finding that there was no threat, he cautiously came to the window of the back door.

I looked left and right, and found that in the small street outside, there were no militia members heading to the crash site.

So I gently opened the door and walked out!

"Da Da Da ......"

Na Cheng thought, as soon as his body was exposed to the door, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out, and on the left and right sides of Xingfeng's body, there was a sharp stinging pain at the same time,

"!"

Realizing that he had been attacked by someone, Xingfeng secretly cursed angrily, and at the same time, a forward pounce swept his gun to the right, killing the man who attacked him in the air.

After landing, the torture wind rolled on the spot, and then aimed to the left.

But......

He pulled his finger on the trigger, but he didn't pull it down.

Because, in front of him was a little boy, and it was a little boy who was watching the death of the man opposite, the gun in his hand fell to the ground in fright, and he was crying with horror on his face, running towards the man.

"Killed...... He, Gollum...... Fast...... Kill him. ”

The Somali man, who was constantly spitting blood from a gun in his chest, had obviously been completely brainwashed, and his mind was full of protecting his homeland, and at this point, he was still instructing the little boy to attack the torture wind.

"Don't go get a gun, don't, I don't want to kill you."

Xingfeng could understand the Arabic spoken by the man, and looked at the little boy who was still crying and put his eyes on the AK in the man's hand, and Xingfeng was very helpless to aim at the little boy.