"Alright gentlemen, if it's not a big problem, I think we should be out." The major came over and clapped his hands and said, looking more anxious than we are.

"How? Can you handle it? I asked, walking up to the striker.

"It's just a few sips of water, I have to say that the taste of this river water is quite sweet, you can also try it." The striker wiped a handful of water stains from his head, looking indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who had almost drowned.

"You don't seem to be satisfied, do you want to go down and play again?" I glared at him, lifted my backpack and followed the Major's group.

"If I don't have a mission, I wouldn't mind taking another shower." The striker said to himself, looked back at the black hole that almost swallowed him, and shuddered unconsciously, remembering the scene just now, and still have palpitations.

Putting on his headset and helmet, the striker sorted out his equipment and then quickly chased after him, this time with the major's men as the spearmen, and we followed behind, which was much easier.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, after a day and a night of tracking, through nearly 45 kilometers of mountainous terrain, we finally arrived at the station of the Black Skeleton Soldier, which is an abandoned factory about 10 kilometers from Tel Aviv, with mountains on the left and right, and a road from Tel Aviv to the Gaza Strip 500 meters ahead.

I always thought that the Black Skeletons would be stationed in caves or cellars like mouses, like the terrorists who were hunted down and killed, and it was unexpected, blatantly hiding outside the suburbs of Tel Aviv, there were many Israeli troops patrolling nearby, and once they were stationed by a large number of foreign armed men, they would be blown to the ground in minutes, maybe they felt that the most dangerous place was the safest place, and it turned out that they made the right choice, and no army paid attention to them.

The factory is overgrown with weeds, more than one person high, littered with dead branches and leaves everywhere, and the big iron gate in front is rusty, broken in the middle of several places, and the damage is not good.

The walls on both sides are half collapsed, the top is full of cracks like spider webs, the factory inside is even more dilapidated, the wild grass on the roof is more than a meter high, the dark places in the corners of the walls are covered with moss, you can smell a smell of mold from afar, most of the wall skin has fallen off, all the windows are not covered by glass, and the inside is pitch black, it looks as eerie as a haunted house.

Our group of men lay on the hill 400 meters away on the right side to observe the situation in the factory, and according to the report of two of the major's subordinates, the remaining dozen or so enemies, including the commander, took refuge in the factory building, and never came out after entering, and an hour and a half had passed by now.

This abandoned factory building is not very large, almost all places are under our surveillance, and there is only one way to get out, of course, it is not excluded that there are secret passages inside, which is a common trick of terrorists.

But it doesn't matter, the dark tunnels are usually used to escape in dangerous situations, we don't plan to attack these people, there is no danger, who wants to lie in the dark and damp tunnels and suffer that foreign crime, all we have to do is wait, wait for the people of the X organization to appear, the black skeleton soldiers have suffered heavy losses, and their commander will definitely make a move.

From noon to night, watching the sun set on the other side of the mountain, the sunset struggled on the edge of the horizon to release the last bit of light, and finally quietly receded, there was no movement in the factory, a few people in the middle came out to inspect the circle, and then returned to the factory, there was no abnormal situation for the whole afternoon.

"There won't be an accident if you haven't moved for so long, right?" The wolf pulled open the night vision device above his head and turned his head to look at me.

"Don't worry, a good meal is not afraid of being late, it is impossible for the black skeleton soldiers to withdraw from the battlefield without a sound after suffering such a big loss, and it is not easy for Organization X to find a force willing to help them, if I guessed correctly, the cooperation between them will not end here."

I lay down at the bottom of the hill, leaning on my backpack and eating canned beef stolen from the dinosaurs, recovering the physical strength consumed by the long march, the dinosaurs and the Titans have a virtue, no meat is not happy, the rations in the backpack are all meat, I stole two cans of beef, and he has not shown up until now.

"I'm still interested in that batch of arms!" The seagulls came over and snatched the half can of beef I had leftover, not taking myself for an outsider at all.

"Don't worry, when we find the nest of Organization X, are we afraid that we won't be able to find that batch of arms?" I took the jug and took a sip of it, then handed it to the seagull, who waved his hand to show that he was not thirsty.

"I hope you're right!" The seagull stuffed his mouth with beef and said vaguely. I understand their eagerness, after all, arms is their task, with the skills of the 13th special forces, it is easy to destroy that batch of arms, but it is not so easy to take it for themselves, they need help, and we are the best allies.

After eating and drinking, I lay on my backpack with a sniper rifle, closed my eyes and fell asleep, the wolf and the Grim Reaper, as well as two members of the 13th Special Combat Team, four of whom were on guard on the perimeter and monitoring the movements in the factory area.

As the night progressed, the road from Tel Aviv to Gaza used to be very lively, but now because of the ongoing conflict in Gaza, there are many fewer vehicles coming and going, and after 8 o'clock in the evening, there is basically a dead silence around, and there is no traffic passing on the road.

Tel Aviv is in the northwest of Jerusalem, close to the Mediterranean coast, and Gaza is in the southwest, also close to the Mediterranean Sea, and the two places are not far apart, and if you drive on the road in front of you, it is only an hour's normal drive.

It seems that this area is not too far away, after all, Israel and Palestine together are only a big place, and you need a magnifying glass to find their location on the world map, so no matter where you go here, you don't have to worry about the distance too far.

At one o'clock in the morning, people's energy is about to reach the limit, this time is the most likely to be sleepy, the wolf has been yawning, he took out a refreshing candy from his pocket, put it to his mouth and tried it several times, and finally gritted his teeth and stuffed it.

Then I watched his expression slowly wrinkle together, and then his face was tense, his face was distorted, tears flowed out, and the only little sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and the rest was unbearable torment, which was like drinking vinegar after soaking chili noodles, and the muscles on his face were trembling, and the sour feeling was difficult to describe in words.

I have also eaten this thing, it is like swallowing a tube of mustard raw, after eating, I feel that the entire cranial cavity is ventilated, take a breath, my head is like a typhoon, tears and snot can't stop flowing out, let alone sleeping, I don't know the pain of a stab.

The grim reaper on the side couldn't hold back a smile when he saw the wolf's embarrassment, and the 13th special combat team member was even more curious, looking at the wolf with snot and tears, and thought he was crazy.

The Grim Reaper was so embarrassed to see him that he took the kettle and threw it over, and the wolf quickly took a sip of water and swallowed the disgusting taste along with the candy that had not completely melted.

At this moment, a strong headlight shot on the road a few hundred meters away, and the Grim Reaper pressed the wolf's head and buried his head deep under the hill, under such a strong light, the night vision devices above his head, and even the eyes of humans, may appear subtle reflections, if exposed at this time, all plans are over, and the efforts of the past two days will be in vain.

...