The experienced bodyguards soon found out that their communications systems were blocked and their satellite signals were jammed, and they began to shift their positions and retreat towards a safe position.

The natural geographical advantage of a glimmer of heaven makes them stand in the valley as if they are in their pockets, and if they don't escape, then the last thing that awaits them will only be death.

"Bang Bang!"

The stray bullet hit a stone not far from Zhang Yan, and the dust splashed fell on his body.

He wasn't in a hurry to change positions, that would only increase his chances of being exposed.

The people of the Long Yan Brigade have not yet shown their heads, and they are all hiding in their respective hiding positions and shooting black guns at the enemy.

Zhang Yan took the time to turn his head and take a look, and found that several people in the fire support group were carrying two PK machine guns to copy the back road.

The bodyguards were retreating in the direction of Lahore in a skirmisher movement, and the two SUVs at the back of the convoy were not very badly damaged and were still able to move, which would be their last hope of escaping the battlefield.

The veterans would find the location of the shot by the impact point, and the bearded uncles who were the first to fire would inevitably be found, and several of them had already fallen to the ground wounded.

Zhang Yan stared at Cindy who was surrounded by bodyguards through the scope, the enemy retreated all the way without leaving him a chance, these blackwater elites really didn't blow it out.

"You should hurry up and end the fight, the Yankees have already found out about the signal blocking."

The urging voice of a madman suddenly sounded in the earphones, Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Boss, what's the matter?" ”

"Resolve the battle quickly!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yan quietly crawled out of the first hiding point, then put the sniper rifle behind his back and pulled out several American-made anti-infantry grenades from his ammunition bag.

It's a bit ridiculous to say that it's ...... to use American GIs' own gadgets against them.

The movements of the people of the Long Yan Brigade were almost the same, and all 13 people held a grenade, and after pulling out the insurance, they silently counted twice and threw it at the Yankees.

"Boom, boom!"

Violent explosions rang out one after another, and the vibrations caused by the explosion of more than a dozen grenades almost simultaneously made people feel trembling under their feet.

After the explosion, the gunfire stopped, and the SSG team and two Longyan birdmen ran down from the back of the hill to clear the battlefield.

"Crazy, how long can the Yankees hold on to it?"

"Five minutes, if it's too long, they will send the air force stationed in Pakistan to conduct a manual search."

"Got it, now the countdown begins!"

"Bang bang!"

There were a few more gunshots in the canyon, Zhang Yan and the others subconsciously clenched the gun in their hands, and after a while, a hurried voice came from the earphones: "No target found!" ”

"What?"

Lao Liu was not calm all of a sudden, and ran down the mountain in a hurry, followed closely by Zhang Yan.

The canyon was littered with dead people, the ground was sprayed with warm blood, and some of the corpses that had been blown to pieces were still slowly twitching.

The first few birdmen had already mended their guns on the corpses, but Cindy was nowhere to be found in the middle of the pile.

"What's going on?"

"That Cindy isn't in the car!"

Lao Liu looked at Zhang Yan with an angry face, "How did you observe?" ”

"I'm ......," Zhang Yan was speechless for a while, this time it was really his responsibility.

After fighting for a long time, it was useless.

"Alright, clean up the battlefield quickly!"

"Yes!"

A group of people pulled gasoline out of the car, threw the whole bodies into the car, and the last fire lit it up.

The helicopter of the Pakistani army appeared in mid-air, and the safety rope was thrown down, and then Zhang Yan and the others lined up to hang themselves on the safety rope and slowly lifted into the air and quickly evacuated the battlefield.

A predetermined ambush operation, a battle that could be resolved in less than ten minutes, turned out to be the biggest defeat of all.

Along the way, it was surprisingly quiet in the cabin, and the information of the Liang madman soon came that the US military air base stationed in Pakistan had sent drones to reconnoiter the situation.

This is their usual style, sending out drones for reconnaissance and then using missiles or special forces to carry out targeted killings.

"Liang Feng, quickly find out Cindy's whereabouts, and find out the reason for his disappearance."

"Roger."

In the dormitory of the Mubarak camp, Liang Maniac was sitting on his bed "crackling" and typing on the keyboard.

From Cindy's appearance at the event in Lahore to the video of him getting in the car and leaving, frame by frame was observed and screened in order to find out exactly when he was leaving the team.

After a long time, Liang froze the screen as the convoy passed by a narrow alley, where the surveillance was a dead end.

He searched for surveillance cameras near the corner, as well as satellite footage replays, and soon found a black bulletproof SUV on the other side of the street.

It's really dropped!

As for the reason for Cindy's departure, it is unknown for the time being.

He began to discard the surveillance footage of Cindy's convoy and transferred the satellite imagery to the car that had been dropped.

Following the black SUV all the way, he forgot how many mobile phones he had hacked.

After leaving Lahore, the vehicle entered a desolate wilderness, and the last image was an image of a mobile phone on the street.

Then the person in the car disappeared inexplicably.

"Grasping grass, this is a typical British trick, how can it appear on an arms dealer?"

"No, no, is there still the British here?"

Liang Maniac grabbed his long hair tangledly, he had not been out since he came to Pakistan, and he did not dare to cut his hair, for fear that those terrorists would give him a fate.

As a logistical support fighter, his combat effectiveness is at the level of the five scum of war.

"What are you muttering about?"

Sun Bing, who was guarding the door, frowned and glanced at him, not being able to participate in the battle had already made him sulk.

"This Cindy's identity is too complicated, it seems that we have all overlooked something, who is this Cindy?"

After thinking of this aspect, Liang Feng began to carefully check Cindy's information.

From the time Cindy was born to his rise as a philanthropic businessman in the Burroughs area, his resume was as clean as a blank slate.

His business is not very clear to the outside world, some say it is crude oil business, some say it is pharmaceutical business, and then he seems to be involved in both.

From this point, Liang Feng found the clue.

A businessman with legal status would not do business so vaguely, which means that his company is likely to be a non-existent bag company.

Liang Feng carefully studied the materials of the nearly twenty years after Cindy's rise, and most of the content on it was charity reports.

He found the news and publishing groups behind the charity stories, only to find that they all had Cindy's shares.

Many of these companies are registered in Paris and London.