Since my identity was confirmed, the "most 13" special combat team members have let down their guard against me, changed their previous attitude of cold words, and greeted me warmly when they saw me.

In fact, we are the same, whether it is the former Hurricane Commando or the current Caesar mercenaries, they are usually a group of comics, as long as they enter the combat state, they will immediately turn into fierce beasts and tear apart all the enemies who come to attack.

Although I have been recuperating in the barracks for the past few days, it is not peaceful, and I can hear the sound of battle sirens almost every day, and I am often awakened by the sound of gunfire at night.

This is only a few dozen miles away from the battlefield, the Palestinian-Israeli conflict continues to escalate, and it is getting more and more intense, and the number of casualties on both sides is also rising.

The Hamas resistance movement has always advocated the violent liberation of the West Bank, and the war with Israel has not stopped for so many years, and this time it has intensified, with attacks, explosions, and suicide bombs appearing one after another, causing the Israeli military to be anxious.

If not, it would not be possible to send such elite special forces as the "13th" to deal with the madmen of Hamas, although the Israeli military has always had the upper hand, but it will not solve the real problem, let alone end the war.

The Major and his troops are carrying out tasks almost every day, but it seems that the gains are not great, the conflict continues to escalate, and Hamas is rampant as always, it is no wonder that the problem that has not been solved for so many years, it is simply impossible to solve this problem with only one special forces, what they can do is to do their best to eliminate the living forces of Hamas.

During this time, I got acquainted with the other special combat units who stayed at the station, and I mingled with them every day, and I wanted to know more about the situation of this special forces, but as a result, these people had a very strong sense of secrecy, and as long as it was related to sensitive issues, they all kept silent.

In addition to these fighters, the little nurse also became a friend with me who talked about everything, and thanks to her meticulous care these days, I thought it was a major order, but later I learned that he was so good to me entirely because I was a Chinese.

She has always longed for China, originally planned to study in China, if it weren't for this damn war, she would now be enjoying the beautiful night view by the Huangpu River.

She said that she envied that I was born in a country where there was no war, a peaceful country, at least walking on the streets, not worrying about the car exploding, not worrying about the plane being shot down by rockets before it landed, and not worrying about terrorists breaking into the house and killing people at night.

These minimum sense of security are all extravagant hopes for these people who have been in the war for a long time, and I have experienced too many wars, and I have long been accustomed to them, and I don't have any special feelings, but for those civilians, they are shrouded in the shadow of war every day, and there is no moment of peace.

Later, I learned that her family members had died in the war, which was also the reason for her to join the army, but she could only stay in the field hospital, and it was not her turn to carry a gun to the battlefield.

In fact, she wants to be a warrior who can fight, after hearing that I am a mercenary, she still naively wants to join us, I can only smile and refuse, she has such military quality, on the battlefield, she will die there in less than three seconds.

My injuries have basically healed, and I have been trying to get my face back in front of the major for the past few days, but I have never had a chance, the major and they have been on a mission recently, and sometimes I come back once every two or three days, and it is difficult for me to even see him.

I also have a task to do, and I can't stay here too long, so I decided to leave the barracks in the next two days and go back to Jerusalem, if I continue to be lazy here, it would be a trivial matter to be scolded by the captain, and if my commission is deducted, it will be worth the loss, and I still count on this money and the goddess to go on vacation.

That morning, I had just gotten out of bed and was about to go outside for a lap to move my muscles, when I heard the sound of a military vehicle driving by before I could get out.

I was curious to walk out of the tent and see that it was the major who had returned from their mission, and it seemed that there were still people who had been injured and sent to the operating room, but judging by their expressions, there should be no danger to their lives.

The major had been waiting at the door and did not leave, I walked over to greet him, and then asked softly, "What's the matter, is the injury serious?" ”

The major sighed lightly and said, "I was grazed by shamprapnel and bled a little, it's nothing serious." ”

"What kind of bomb is so powerful that even you are on fire?" I asked curiously.

The Major looked at me, was silent for a moment, and said, "Human bombs!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, shook my head helplessly, and said secretly in my heart: "Nima, it's a human bomb again, are these brainwashed terrorists really perverted." ”

After waiting for about an hour, the doctor came out of the operating room, and the major hurriedly walked over and asked, "Doctor, how is the situation?" ”

The doctor took off his mask, let out a sigh of relief, and said: "The shrapnel has been removed, the wound has been stitched, and it will be fine after two days of rest." ”

Hearing this, the major and the other team members were obviously relieved, the injured team members were still in a coma because of the anesthetic, and the others went back to rest after a tired day.

I went back with the Major, and on this occasion I told him about my intention to return to the Holy City, and he naturally had no opinion, and promised me to arrange for a military vehicle to take me away early tomorrow morning, for which I was very grateful.

Today is my last day in the Israeli military camp, I don't know why, even the battlefield is much quieter than usual, I didn't hear the explosion of shells all morning, I slept listening to the sound of gunfire every day, suddenly it was gone, and I was a little uncomfortable.

After lunch, I came out of the tent and happened to see several special combat members of the "Most 13" commando team, sitting on sandbags and chatting, and their faces looked a little sad.

I was bored, so I curiously walked over to say hello to them.

"Hey, what are you talking about, it doesn't look pleasant!"

"The seagull is injured, our team has no snipers, and without that guy's cover, it's a little unaccustomed!" One of the team members said helplessly.

"Seagulls? The guy who blew up the heads of two terrorists in a row from 800 meters away on the night he saved me? I asked, uncertain.

"Yes, it's him, he's the best sniper I've ever seen, no one can beat him!" The team member said proudly, as if it was his honor to be a comrade with such a sniper.

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