"Tom~! Tom ~ Tom ......" There was a muffled sound, and then I saw a few pillars dragging the tail flame towards several commercial vehicles and sedans driving smoothly on the highway! The reaction of these cars was not unpleasant, but the screams of "squeak~~" were heard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then several cars drifted almost in unison, and then suddenly stopped.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!! ......" explosions followed, but the cars did not seem to be blown away. saw that the car door was quickly opened, and then a group of heavily armed men wearing hoods rushed down and began to build a temporary position.

After the fork rushed down, he held down the headphones and roared: "Enemy attack!" Enemy attack! We have been attacked by the enemy! The other party used M136A-T4, the identity is unknown, the number is unknown, and the weapon is unknown! Prompt support from all units! I repeat it, and each unit supports quickly! ”

It was also at this time that the ......gunshots rang out. The fork was judged by the sound of gunfire alone, and the other side was using a NATO-standard HK416. The shots were short but coherent, and it was clear that the other side was good at cooperating with each other for a long time. Constantly alternate cover and suppress each other.

The fork had a black face, and at this time he found that his signal was blocked! Obviously, the other party activated the signal blocking measures at the beginning of the launch. In order to avoid them from contacting the outside world. Finding out the satellite phone, the fork found that he couldn't even use the satellite phone.

"Damn it! Where did these bastards get their signal shields......" The fork cursed in a hateful whisper, and then a "......bang-bang-bang" shot at a point, and then suddenly buried himself in the bomb crater on the blasted road.

The fork was surprised, and his opponent was even more surprised: "Damn it! What the hell are these bastards' cars made of?! The M136 hit it unscathed?! We should have brought FIM-92-D here! That's a great thing! ”

"Do you want to die?! It's not easy for us to bring the M136 with us this time, and we still want to bring the FIM-92?! "Behind a dirt slope about 300 meters away from the road, a group of people are working nervously in the converted compartment of a large truck.

The man who spoke, dressed in a camouflage suit, sat on a chair with his feet crossed, a cigar in his mouth and squinted his eyes. In front of him was a real-time image from a drone and a battlefield recorder on the battlefield. The battle was very close, despite the surprise attacks. But at this time, the fight turned into a tug-of-war.

"We're running out of time, those damn Gallic chickens though they said they could make sure the COS guys wouldn't make a move. But who can guarantee that they can do it! The man with a cigar in his mouth said coldly: "Those old men at the headquarters are over with their mouths, but our mother's is here to work hard!" These bastards have no idea what we're up against! ”

Now it's no use complaining, the battle has begun. All they can do is keep fighting.

"Fifteen minutes, if you can't beat it, you will withdraw immediately!" The man, who was holding a cigar and looking to be in his forties with a stubble on his face, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Don't care about the route that the French arranged for us, those lost dogs themselves are not safe." Execute Plan C and evacuate from the service station according to the route we have set. ”

Beside him, the man with a thin body and a shaved head who looked to be in his thirties and slightly longer in his thirties frowned when he heard this: "Totti, are you really going to do this?!" The request from the headquarters is ......"

"Emir, remember: don't care about the headquarters, our brothers are all dead, do you think the headquarters will carry the black cauldron?!" Totti said coldly: "This task is not what we should have to carry out in the first place, what does it have to do with us whether the French want to die or live?!" Those idiots at HQ only know how to plan the world in the office, but they don't know how much their idiot-like plans will make our brothers fill in! Damn it! Last time, we lost two teams of brothers for that stupid little Albizi! These idiots haven't learned their lesson this time! ”

The man known as the emir shrugged his shoulders and said, "I heard that the Hell Scythe was destroyed, and these old men are angry. Everyone knows that the Hell Scythe is very useful. In Grozny that year, the Hell Scythe failed, but it also turned out well. Over the years, they have done a lot of things that we are not good to come forward with. Now that they've been beaten up, of course those old men are unwilling......"

"And ......" Seeing that Emir paused, he lowered his voice and leaned over and whispered: "It is said that the Hell's Scythe ticket guy has offered a lot of things to the old men in the headquarters, and only those old men know what and how many they are." This time they interrupted the wealth of these old men, which is why they are in a hurry for us to kill the jackals......"

At this point, the battle on the highway went straight to a fever pitch. The opposing sniper's "Bang~!" The firepower of the black group hiding behind the car directly overturned. The fireman snorted and fell straight to the ground. Then he was quickly dragged away by the other team members.

At this time, the black group showed the reason why they can be the most elite core of the jackals: even in the case of a sudden attack, even if the opponent has the advantage. They still built up their positions very quickly, and then began to gradually counterattack and prepare for continuous combat.

"Chirp...... Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!! "Several assaulters who alternately covered each other and tried to approach the convoy were directly hit by the M136 that suddenly came from the convoy and turned over on their backs! And at the same time that they landed and lost fire cover, the gun......fire on the side of the convoy exploded suddenly!

saw that the figures burst out with blood flowers, and the cigar in Totti's hand in the container in the distance was suddenly choked: "Fake! Why doesn't the intelligence say that these miscellaneous pieces will carry M136! Damn it! They come with heavy fire!! ”

......It was at this time that an M2 heavy machine gun suddenly stretched out from the roof of a commercial vehicle that had not been blown over, and swept at the figures who were trying to approach the convoy! The large-caliber warhead "......snapped" the dust and flew around. The assaulters who tried to advance had to take cover from the sudden fire.

No one noticed that at this time, about 800 meters from here, a group of assaulters began to stealthily rush towards this place. And farther away, helicopters slowly began to take off.

Everything starts to get more complicated. The fork still can't be contacted by the outside world, and the black group begins to suffer casualties. Fork's face was gloomy, and he continued to command everyone through the headset to adjust the battle according to the battlefield situation.

"Ready to close!" Totti watched as the monitors in front of him began to turn into snowflakes one by one, and then lost the source of the signal: "I can't go on!" Hit the damn old men themselves! Tell them we did our best! In five minutes, everyone took the wounded and the corpses down! Let's go! ”