Taking off his VR glasses, Muhammad rubbed his eyes vigorously. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What I saw was obviously not a VR picture, but watching it with VR glasses, mainly to make Prince Mohammed feel immersive.

This was Musharraf's idea.

Prince Mohammed is not only the Minister of Defense, but also a high-caliber student at the Royal Saudi Military Academy, and a senior officer in the Special Forces before becoming Deputy Crown Prince.

In addition, Muhammad was a true military fan.

In normal times, his biggest hobby is to play various war games, and "Call of Duty" and "Brothers in War" have long been beaten by him.

He is also a patron of a competitive gaming team.

Although it was possible to watch all the footage sent back from the front by switching channels, Muhammad did not switch channels for more than ten minutes.

What he saw was the picture taken by the low-light night vision device worn by Wang Dong.

More than ten minutes of high-intensity fighting was enough for him to have an intuitive, clear and profound understanding of Wang Dong's personal ability and combat effectiveness.

This can be seen in his expression after taking off the VR glasses.

Very excited, very excited, as if I had just won a big battle.

"Your Highness, all the images that have been sent back have been preserved here." Musharraf struck while the iron was hot, removed the USB stick inserted in his laptop and handed it to Muhammad. "In this battle, there are only six of us, and the other side is dozens of well-armed mercenaries."

"I know." Mohammed grabbed the USB flash drive and played with it for a while before he said, "Although I didn't see it clearly, I am sure that they are not Houthi terrorists." ”

Musharraf nodded, and at the same time gave Serena, who was about to speak, a glance to tell her not to interject.

"Whether they come back or not, and whether they get the best result or not, I'll give you this contract, even if you have to pay for it yourself."

"Your Highness......"

"Of course, if they make it back to Saudi Arabia, that's a different story."

Musharraf let out a long sigh and nodded his head to show that he understood what Muhammad meant.

"Obviously, your previous judgment was not wrong, those Western arms companies are doing something, and I am afraid that the previous attacks here are also related to them." Mohammed paused slightly, probably thinking it was too much, before he said, "I don't want another team to return to Saudi Arabia if I can." As for the hijacking of the drone, I don't say it, you don't say it, no one knows. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"It's just that it's not an example."

Musharraf smiled reluctantly, looking a little embarrassed.

"If you need to use our drones, just bring it up, you don't need to hide it, so as not to let other people gossip."

"Understood."

"Wait, I'll ask Saleh to come and find you. In the future, whatever you need, just tell Saleh and come to me. ”

Musharraf nodded again, and anyway, when the prince commanded him, he nodded and agreed.

"When they come back, let Wang Dong come to see me immediately." Muhammad stood up and said with a smile, "Before, if there was any neglect, I would double the compensation." Please tell him that the $100 million order is just a small deal, and we have many opportunities to cooperate in the future. ”

"Your Highness, don't worry, I will tell him personally."

Musharraf was very knowledgeable and immediately took his leave to Muhammad.

From beginning to end, Serena didn't talk.

Of course, she can't be blamed, this is Saudi Arabia, and women have no right to speak.

She was able to stay and listen, and she was not kicked out, which was already very face-saving.

In addition, in Muhammad's eyes, Musharraf is Wang Dong's number one subordinate, and Selena is just a professional manager that Wang Dong paid for.

It would be right to say that it was a beauty PR, at least that's what Muhammad thought.

At this time, the battle ahead is not over, to be precise, it is ending.

Obviously, Muhammad was only interested in fierce battles, and had little interest in cleaning up the battlefield, that is, in taking out the mercenaries who had not yet lost their breath.

Gunshots rang out from time to time, far and near.

Closer is Zhang Zilan and Lei Dong firing, and far away is Xie Chuyue.

Of course, they were all single shots, and Zhang Zilan and Lei Dong used pistols, and they obviously didn't want to waste "black-headed bullets" on mercenaries who had lost their combat effectiveness.

When the off-road vehicle drove over, Wang Dong stood up.

It was Wang Haotian and Zhao Huang who rushed here, as well as Pakistani special forces who were driving.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Huang ran away with a rifle.

A few moments later, gunshots rang out from her side.

It was clear that she was venting her anger.

During the battle, she was with Wang Haotian, more than a thousand meters away from the battlefield, and she didn't even have a chance to shoot, so she was playing soy sauce in the audience.

"Brother Dong!"

"The camera?"

Wang Haotian nodded, and he had a high-resolution digital camera in his hand.

"Go get busy, shoot more."

Wang Haotian didn't say much wordy, and walked towards the corpses of more than a dozen mercenaries neatly placed together.

That was Wang Dong's manual work.

All of these mercenaries were killed by bullets, and they were all shot in different parts, some were shot in the head, some were shot in the chest, and some were shot in the abdomen.

The main purpose of taking photos for evidence is to provide Zhao Yu with the measured data of two types of guns.

You must know that these mercenaries are wearing body armor, and some have ceramic inserts, which are an ideal reference for proving and testing the "hard-core exposed bullets".

Subsequently, Wang Haotian also went to take some photos of the vehicles that were damaged by Churkin.

When suppressing the mercenaries, Churkin also used "black-headed bullets".

Actual combat has proved that even at a distance of 1,000 meters, the "hard-core exposed bullet" still has enough armor-piercing depth to penetrate two car doors.

Of course, there is no problem in piercing through the engine compartment of the vehicle and breaking the engine.

When Wang Haotian was busy collecting evidence, Wang Dong called Zhao Yu, but what he was looking for was Nicholas.

"It's me, king."

"What did you find?"

"Only seven mercenaries have been found out, five of them are from 'Bald Eagle' and two are from 'Made in Germany'."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely sure, I have their profile here, do I want to send it to you?"

"No, you don't." Wang Dong let out a long sigh and said, "The identities of the other mercenaries should also be found out as soon as possible, and if there are new discoveries, call me." ”

"Understood."

Hanging up the phone, Wang Dong's expression became extremely solemn.

Obviously, this was not expected by him.

Prior to this, Wang Dong believed that the mercenaries who attacked them came from the "Arctic cold snap", Russian mercenaries who cooperated with Kalashnikov.

Quite simply, the betrayed Popovich was a Russian special soldier.

Could it be that the other three companies have already united?

"Da Da Da ......"

Hearing the sound of gunfire in the distance, Wang Dong was stunned.

It's DF762NM firing, and it's strafing, not point-and-shoot!