The engine was getting louder and louder, and not far away, smoke and dust were rising. Lang Zhan didn't give any additional advice, Ding Renke and the others had already seized all the weapons on Ameraka and his men. Under Ding Renke, a man named Zhang Xiaoge climbed into a few pickup trucks and looked at them, and came back and reported: "The cars can be used." ”

"Take Ameraka with us, let's go to the camp of the 'Jihadist Army'."

Someone asked: "In which direction is the camp of the 'Jihadist Army'?" ”

"Follow me," Lang Zhan said, walking towards a pickup truck.

"Huang Langshan, let's go move Ameraka's body," Ding Renke called one of his brothers.

Ameraka weighed no more than one hundred and sixteen - Huang Langshan was a little surprised, but after meeting Ding Renke's eyes, he still walked over. The two walked to Ameraka's side, Ding Renke bent down, grabbed Ameraka's placket with his right hand and pulled it hard, "snorted", and tore open the chest of Ameraka's coat, revealing the metallic clothes inside. Ding Renke: "That's why Ameraka has no fear, right?" It's just that he didn't expect Lang Zhan to have such a sharp short knife in his hand. ”

There is a reason why Ding Renke called Huang Langshan over, because among the five of them, Huang Langshan's specialty is this kind of miscellaneous. "If my guess is correct, this should be a kind of double body armor called 'shield' that has just recently been introduced by the people of Lei Guo. Not only bulletproof, but also puncture-proof. Can the people of Lei be more shameless? The most elite troops in their own country are not equipped with this kind of body armor, but their enemy, the big boss of ISIS, is. ”

Ding Renke and Huang Langshan raised their heads one by one, lifted Ameraka and walked towards the pickup truck that Lang Zhan had gotten up, Ding Renke asked in a low voice, "What do you think of him?" ”

"A natural king of soldiers. I still can't figure out why this Ameraka and the people below him can't see the flaw just now? No matter how high Lian Chengyi's makeup level is, Lang Zhan's voice is a flaw after all——"

"Maybe that's how Katalam usually speaks?"

"Imitation sound? Can Lang Zhan learn to speak to others? ”

"It's not impossible."

Huang Langshan was stunned, then shook his head and said, "It's a pity that the starting point is too high, otherwise, I can suggest that Lao Cui should come over." ”

Ding Renke glanced at him: "Where do you want to go?" He and we are not the same kind of people. ”

"Huh? I thought you had a heart for love. ”

"Heh, I'm thinking, in three years, I'll be discharged."

"Huh? You wouldn't want—"

"Shhhh

"Didn't the Ouyang family already tell Lao Cui that they want you-"

"I'm a warrior, not a servant of anyone – I know what you're trying to say, but that's not the life I want."

When Ding Renke and Huang Langshan were discussing Lang Zhan, Lang Zhan was also discussing them with Shi Huan.

The topic was brought up by Shi Huan, and he trotted two steps to catch up with Lang Zhan and said, "Captain Lang, have you noticed?" ”

"What?"

"Captain Ding, they - I was standing behind Captain Ding just now, and I saw them shoot, and Captain Ding's shot took no more than a second."

Lang Zhan's heart moved when he heard this, and asked, "How is it better than you?" ”

"My shot time is 1 second and 2, which is already the first place in our special operations group, but it is not comparable to them. And, didn't you find out? Each of them has a unique skill. Team Leader Ding's unique skill should be driving, Lian Chengyi is makeup and disguise, and Brother Zhang is a mechanic......"

The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional, Lang Zhan listened to it and his heart moved, and a bold idea came to his mind. He called Ding Renke with a guttural voice and asked him to inform Lian Chengyi to go to a private channel together, and then explained in this channel.

Soon after Lang Zhan and the others set off again, they were stopped by a convoy. Compared to the previous Ameraka team, this team is larger and the vehicle grade has also been upgraded by one level. First was an armed off-road vehicle, followed by a light armored vehicle, and then as many as thirteen pickup trucks. Inside the pickup, three cars were equipped with heavy machine guns or anti-aircraft machine guns, and one was equipped with a six-link rocket launcher. Such a team, in Syrea, is already considered a heavy armament. Therefore, when they came up head-on, the Syrea soldiers of the Independent Regiment in the team immediately became nervous, and all of them clenched their guns tightly.

The distance between the two sides was shortened, and after Lang Zhan reduced his speed, Shi Huan also became nervous and said, "They obviously know what happened just now. ”

"Scared?" Lang Zhan asked.

"I'm afraid of wool, it's a big deal!"

The corners of Lang Zhan's mouth twitched slightly, and he ordered with a guttural voice: "Everyone, don't speak without my order." Then he stopped the car, first picked up a pair of sunglasses and put them over his eyes, then opened the car door, grabbed an AK and got out of the car. He walked to the front of the car, slapped the gun on the hood, looked at the slowly stopping light armored vehicle with his left hand on his waist, glared at the round eyes, and shouted: "What do you mean, Aimumir?" ”

There was no movement on the armored car, and on the off-road vehicles and pickup trucks behind, dozens of people crowded over, and after they lined up to stand on both sides of the armored car, the door of the armored car opened, and a young Middle Eastern man came down first, and then a middle-aged man with a beard and a black scarf wrapped around his head came down. The middle-aged man was obviously Aimumir, his eyes were gloomy, he looked at Lang Zhan coldly and asked, "The sunglasses you are wearing are from Ameraka, right?" ”

Lang Zhan took off his sunglasses and raised them at him, asking, "Do you want it?" ”

Without a trace, Ammir took a half step back and said, "You haven't answered my question yet. ”

Lang Zhan snorted coldly and asked, "Why don't you just ask Ameraka if he was killed by me?" ”

Aimumir's eyes shrank, and he drank: "Kataram, you madman, did you really kill Ameraka?" Aren't you afraid of the Commander-in-Chief's wrath? How many people are you? If the 'Jihadist Army' wants to retaliate, what will you do to resist? ”

Lang Zhan: "Aimmir, Amrakar took advantage of my loneliness and stopped me and forced me to hand over the weapon I just got from Aziz - what would you do if you were in my shoes?" ”

Aimumir's eyes rolled for a while, and he said, "Katalam, this way, I can treat you as if I don't know about the Holy War Army, but you know that I and Ameraka are brothers, and you killed Ameraka, and you must give me an explanation." Kataram, for the sake of you, who are a little crazy, are still devout to Allah, and are good at fighting, take out the batch of guns you just got-"

"Hahaha-" Lang Zhan raised his head and laughed without waiting for him to finish. Lang Zhan's laughter made Aimumir's face become unkind, and under his angry gaze, Lang Zhan slowly retracted, looked at him with contemptuous eyes, and said: "Aimumir, I didn't believe it when others said that you were a fox before, but now I finally know that you are not only a fox, but also a fucking jackal!" Well, I'm going to ask the Jihadist for an explanation right now, and you can choose to come with me. Or, let's fight now! ”

Ammir's eyes widened, and he asked, "Katalam, are you crazy, do you know why Ironwood Fort is so quiet now?" Because all the troops were mobilizing their troops to sort out the logistics and prepare for the general attack in the evening. Oh, poor Ameraka, he must have bumped into you while searching for ammunition, and then thought of your newly acquired weapons and equipment...... If the commander-in-chief and the jihadist army don't come to you for trouble, you should burn high incense, and you still have to go to the jihadist army to ask for an explanation, I think you have lived enough! ”

"Aimmir, you also said that Amrakar is scavenging weapons and ammunition for the Jihadist Army. Ameraka has provoked me now, and if I don't ask the Jihadist Army for an explanation, who are I going to go to? ”

"So Ameraka isn't dead?"

"This bastard is wearing the latest body armor given by the people of Lei Guoren, otherwise, his heart has already been pierced by me!"

Aimumir frowned slightly and looked at a thin middle-aged man beside him, who whispered: "It's basically the same as what the eyeliner said, the part where Kataram stabbed is indeed Ameraka's heart, and as for whether he is dead or not, the eyeliner is not determined." ”

Ammir's eyes rolled, and he called out to one of his men: "Ayuka, Amraka is my brother, you are a doctor, go and give him a good look." ”

Ayuka, who was also a middle-aged man with a medical kit on his back, walked out of the queue and walked towards Lang Zhan and them.

Lang Zhan: "A cat and a dog can be a doctor?" Ayuka: Is it? You can watch, but don't stick your claws out, or if something happens to Amerakar, it's your murder! ”

Lang Zhan said this with the intention of disgusting Aimumir, Katalam's character must be very poor in ISIS, no, Aimumir heard Lang Zhan say this, and hurriedly took care of Aiyuka loudly: "Aiyuka, you do what Katalam says, just take a look!" ”

Is Ameraka still alive? Yes, it's just that this Ameraka is already pretending to be Ding Renke. And Ameraka, who is really dead, has been thrown into a stinking ditch halfway.

Ayyuka quickly went back, and after he said something to Ammir in person, Ammir laughed and said, "Katalam, I advise you not to go, you better send Amraka to the hospital quickly." I might as well tell you, Ameraka is fine, then everything is fine, if something really happens to Ameraka, you and your so-called 'Dika Organization' will be wiped out! ”

"Really? Hehe-" Lang Zhan narrowed his eyes, with an arrogant and disapproving look.

"Amerakar has been chosen as an apostle by the Holy Messenger."

Lang Zhan was no stranger to the name "Holy Messenger", but it was the first time he had heard of "Apostle". "The Jihadist and **** can't be the same armed group, right? Could it be that there were still survivors of the Battle of the Holy Pit at that time? This thought flashed through Lang Zhan's mind, his eyes were slightly condensed, and his mood was slightly heavy - he could feel that the situation in the Middle East was much more complicated than he knew.