The rookies' hunter camp training ended in a bit of a hurry, at least in Zhang Yan's opinion, he felt a little guilty for not being able to give these rookies who persevered a decent end.

But they didn't care about taking care of the rookies at all now, and when Ye Fan was sent to the hospital, the orders from the superiors also reached their hands.

Zhang Yan, Zhang Ye, Sun Bingyu, Wu Rui, Song Yufei, Hou Xiaosong, Fan Zimo, Wang Haoran, Chen Lin, Liang Feng and Chen Quan formed a mixed team to carry out a special mission codenamed "Northwest Wind".

Lao Liu and Lao Lin will complete the work of picking up the convoy with them on the plane to Zhurihe Base, and then they will part.

On the plane, more than a dozen old birds all leaned against the bulkhead and waited quietly, and no one spoke.

Zhang Yan forgot that this was the first time he had written a suicide note, he hadn't touched the pen for a long time, and the words he wrote when he wrote the suicide note last night were still crooked.

What happens when he dies?

The earth is still spinning.

What can change?

His fingers tapped lightly on his knee, perhaps in a way that would ease his uneasiness.

In the distance, Chen Quan had pulled out the magazine on his chest for the 13th time, and each time he would pull out a bullet, flip it with his right hand, make sure it was a live bullet, and then put the bullet back.

Wu Rui was tightly pressed on a small backpack on his knees, his backpack was more than others, and no one knew what it contained.

Zhang Ye and Sun Bingyu, two birdmen, are looking at a map of the target area, although it is the era of electronic navigation, but for a sneaky special forces, any electronic product can become a killing tool to expose the target.

Reducing the number of necessary electronic products as much as possible is fundamental to saving lives.

……

Everyone is quietly busy with their majors, just to relax the tension inside.

That feeling before the battle begins, there is no way to express it in words, maybe only the creepiness of the moment of killing or a layer of goosebumps can experience that kind of pleasure.

That's right, it's pleasure.

Killing people will be addictive, which is also the reason why many special forces officers and soldiers receive psychological treatment after being discharged from the army.

The helicopter landed in the plaza in front of the command center, and as they stepped off the plane, they all pulled off their cold hat masks.

From the moment they received the task, they had already disassociated themselves from the Chinese troops.

Armed at all points!

No expression in sight!

The leaders of the various parties waiting for them on the ground were all stunned for a moment, and then their faces became normal.

The rookies had all gathered in the open space of the square, and some of the birdmen who had been imprisoned in the prisoner of war camp would inevitably be beaten and had abrasions on their faces, but fortunately no one was lying down.

Lao Liu and Lao Lin walked in front of the rookies, their cold eyes swept over the nervous rookies, and he shouted loudly against the wind.

"Your hard days are over!"

"I announce that the Hunter Camp training camp is officially over!"

From afar, Zhang Yan saw that many people were crying!

They didn't dare to speak out, they got along for a long time, and after the hunter camp training, they were no longer the crying teenagers they were at the beginning.

Despite wearing the hat of a cadet, they now look like real soldiers.

"I'm still the same sentence, I don't like nonsense, I'll line up to board the plane now, and I'm ready to go home."

Lao Lin was about to take the rookies in the direction of the airport, where a transport plane was already waiting for them.

The expected cheers did not appear, the rookies were still staring at Lao Liu, and some people with fast brains had already turned their heads to look at Zhang Yan and them.

"Report!" Finally someone shouted out.

"Speak!"

"Instructor, I want to ask the other instructors why they didn't come? Why didn't you come and pick us up? ”

"Report, instructor, I want to know where Instructor Zhang Yan is?"

"Stop!" Lao Liu yelled, "Tell me, what is the second article of the confidentiality regulations?" ”

"Don't ask about secrets that shouldn't be asked!"

The rookies are all roaring, and everyone can hear their anger.

"Very well, as a soldier, you should obey orders unconditionally!"

"Plane me now!"

"All of them, turn right!"

Lao Lin's roar sounded in the empty square, and many rookies turned around unwillingly, their heads still looking at Zhang Yan's direction.

The black cold hats covered their faces, and no one knew that a string of tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of several instructors, and before they could slip to the ground, they soaked their hats.

The separation was in a bit of a hurry, and if there was a chance, I would definitely see you again.

At this moment, Zhang Yan thought in his heart that if he didn't die, he would still be friends when he came back.

After Lao Liu and Lao Lin completed the handover procedures with the leaders of the steering center, they took the rookies to board the return plane, and there was no communication between the two sides during the whole process.

"Let's wait for the convoy to come now."

"Have you made contact with them?"

"I got in touch, the other party led the team by a squadron leader of Sharp Blade, and two combat teams came, and there will be a guard company of the unit to assist on the way."

"That kind of big guy with a guard company?"

"This is in the country, and their convoys are camouflaged, and they are still at high speeds and in deserted places, so there will be no problems."

"Then let's just wait."

A group of people sat in the conference room of the building of the guidance center, and Zhang Ye and Sun Bingyu, as the cadres leading the team, had already taken out the map to deduce.

The habit of the Long Yan Brigade is that before the operation begins, they will always find a good way out for themselves.

"Zhang Yan, tell me what you think."

"Me?" Zhang Yan, who was checking the sniper rifle, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I haven't seen the specific situation yet, judging from the satellite cloud image, the anti-missile base is located in a mountainous area, and it can be said that it is very hidden." ”

"I'm afraid it's not easy for us to get in, and besides, the enemy must have been prepared for that battle some time ago."

"If I want to say anything now, I don't have it, so we can only see the specific situation after we get to the location."

After he finished speaking, a few people next to him nodded, the plan always can't catch up with the changes, the special operation is already dangerous, and playing well in advance is just a kind of self-comfort.

"Their convoy has arrived!"

Liang Feng's voice sounded, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing, and then quickly packed up the things they were carrying.

"It's kind of funny, their convoy is camouflaged, but apparently it's not done quite well."

Liang Feng has a small display terminal tied to his left arm, which is linked to a French civilian mapping satellite, and the picture data comes from the United States.

All of this is the masterpiece of Liang Feng, a birdman.

What was shown on the screen was the convoy escorted by the Sharp Blade Special Operations Group, which drove into the gate of the exercise base in a grand manner, and even military fans knew that there was something wrong with the convoy.

"Let's go, we should go and complete the handover."

"Didn't the superiors say that after arriving in the Northeast, they would be handed over to the Siberian Tigers (Special Operations Brigade)? It's their territory. ”

"Whatever, the convoy below belongs to us now."

A group of people wearing cold hats rushed out of the building of the command center, and then saw the people of the Blade Brigade in the square.