Hou Dasheng raised his wrist and looked at the watch on his wrist. But I saw that the hand of the hour hand above pointed to the nine-minute hand, and it was at five. He knew that it was less than an hour before the other party arrived at the standard time. The detachments of jackals that could barely move were all concentrated in this area.

Now, if the Jackal's headquarters were to be raided, the only ones that could withstand it would be those with the automatic weapons set up. And then there are a large number of lame, blind, nowhere to go to the old jackals. Dignified jackals, the general base is mixed to that point. Even Hou Dasheng himself would not have thought that there would be such a day.

On weekdays, the most people who follow Hou Dasheng's actions are the black group. The black group has lost several batches of people so far, and has exchanged blood several times. However, the combat effectiveness can still be basically guaranteed. Other squads will incur more or less losses in the execution of missions.

Fortunately, the channels and salary of jackals have always been better than others, and there are many peripheral detachments. It is not particularly difficult to replenish the excellent manpower. In other cases, other mercenary groups will either be disbanded long ago or will die out in a collapse.

But even so, the loss of jackals is extremely staggering. Especially during the period when Hou Dasheng was in power, the losses of the jackals almost exceeded their losses in all the missions of the last ten years. But no one thought it was worth it, because the treatment of the old and living jackals was more than doubled.

At the same time, the increase in the voice of the jackal is also a fact that the core players of the jackal know it. You don't have to pay without getting, you get what you want. Correspondingly, you have to pay the price you have to pay for this gain.

Originally, everyone just ate the food of licking blood with knives, and there was nothing to complain about about it. Worthless sacrifices are the ones that should be valued. But where value is gained, then the sacrifice is worth it. In particular, the progress made by the jackals at their sacrifice is not achieved even since its establishment.

At this time, Hou Dasheng's reputation in the jackal dog has approached the founding head of the jackal. At this time, even he ordered the jackals to attack the capital of a small country for no reason. No one would question his orders. Of course, Hou Dasheng seems to have done this. Even though it was a war-torn country......

"The perimeter of 200 kilometers has been completely blocked, and no one will enter this 'exercise area' for 72 hours." The hound pressed the headset and whispered to Hou Dasheng with a little tiredness: "All the squads have entered the predetermined area, and the battle plan has been deduced no less than ten times......

Hou Dasheng took the tea in his hand and bowed his head gently: "Let me tell everyone, it's still the same sentence: after the fight, survive." We will be able to earn a family inheritance for our children and grandchildren. If you can't beat it, then don't say anything. We're all dead here, including your leader, me! ”

"So, don't think about it so much. Just hit it directly. Exhaled and gently sipped the tea: "Here...... It's our other Grozny. The difference is that this time we handed over enough money to get the position we won! ”

Gritting his teeth, Hou Dasheng's finger joints turned a little white: "So many brothers have lost their lives, and the successive regiment leaders and old jackals have given everything for it." We are now the ones closest to the goal. Ninety-nine heads were knocked over, and they were almost trembling. At this time, if the chain is dropped, let alone a living jackal. When we die, we don't have the face to see those old brothers! ”

The Black Mamba is now fully clothed in forest camouflage, with the M4A1 being overhauled and equipped with a red dot aim and an AFG2 corner grip. He cautiously crawled forward with his gun, carefully cleaning up the traces around him. The Black Mamba has been sneaking into the forest with his team for over twenty minutes now, and has not found anything out of the ordinary.

They have been steady and safe towards their destination. But the more this is the case, the more the bottom of the Black Mamba's heart sinks. The other party obviously concentrates all its forces on important nodes. They abandoned unnecessary defenses on the perimeter, thus strengthening the inner defensive range and crossfire guarantees.

The Black Mamba didn't know who he was dealing with, but he was sure of one thing: these people weren't rookies. These masters know better than them that when the attack range is compressed into a mutual support area, the strength that the troops can exert is the most powerful.

Especially in a small attack force like theirs, although there are many of them, the Black Mamba does not feel that his people have too many advantages. They did not conduct full joint training, and the run-in between each squad was very problematic. But the opponent is a whole. They will have a more tacit understanding than they are and others.

"Slow down as much as you can, don't fire without my orders! Remember, let's not be the first to crossfire, we just need to find the right moment to cut into the battlefield and end the battle. This set of orders, the Black Mamba issued in code: "Don't rush to attack, the squad disperses!" We promise to support each other! ”