Looking at the guide symbol left on the birch tree, the top commander of the Chechen partisan detachment, still hesitating, about two kilometers in front of them, two more gunshots were heard, and the direction of the gunfire was the same as that of the guide arrow on the birch tree.

This kid really wants to die!

More than 20 Chechen guerrillas kept in hot pursuit, relying on the guiding arrows and gunshots left behind by the Battle Song, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not cross the long distance of 2,000 meters between the two sides. I don't know when, the provocative gunfire in front of me disappeared, but the guiding arrows remained.

The Chechen partisans followed the last arrow for a long distance, but when they did not see any arrows, they finally stopped hesitantly, and suddenly the commander of the Chechen partisans changed his complexion, and he hissed: "Oh no, we have been fooled!" Go back now! ”

When the two dozen Chechen partisans hurried back to the place where dozens of wounded comrades were left, they were all stunned by what they saw.

After they had gone, apparently there had been another short but fierce battle, and looking at the group of comrades who were lying quietly on the ground with their weapons in hand, no longer moaning or screaming, the commander of the Chechen partisan detachment felt only a chill all over his body, and he exclaimed in a trembling voice: "If there is anyone alive, give me a shout!" ”

No one answered.

Some of their companions, who had weapons in their hands, had a fatal bullet hole in their foreheads, but those who had thrown their weapons away after being wounded were left with the scars of their fighting swords, and their eyes were wide open, and they were absolutely terrified and terrified as death approached.

Suddenly, one of the partisans shouted: "Captain, there is another one alive here!" ”

The only survivor was cowered behind a dry stump, he was visibly frightened, he was like a sand chicken, he put his clothes over his head, and he would not show his head, he just lay there and shivered. The Chechen partisan commander frowned and picked him up, and was slapping him several times anyway and throwing him to the ground, the survivor, who was obviously over-frightened, with tears and snot on his face, took a deep breath and hissed: "Here he is, here he is again!" He's so ruthless, he's really ruthless! ”

Pointing to the corpses everywhere, the survivor cried, "Dead, all but my brothers are dead!" Just as we were helping each other to heal their wounds, they suddenly reappeared, and before we could figure out what was going on, their brothers, who were still holding weapons in their hands, were shot dead by them, and after removing all the obstacles that threatened them, they swaggered before us! ”

"The one who walks in front of them, he is not human at all! He was holding a bloody saber in his hand, he kept laughing at us, laughing so hard that we felt chills in our hearts, we had raised our hands at them, we had surrendered, but he stabbed his brother who had no weapon in his hand and could no longer do any resistance, and stabbed him with a knife, and every time he stabbed a brother to death, he smeared a bloody mark on a banner made of white cloth, that goddamn bastard, he relied on this knife to kill, knife by knife, and he dyed half of the white flag! ”

The survivor still can't forget the terrible pressure when the man strode up to him with bright red eyes and stared at him with his red eyes, and the blood on his whole body was still hot and steaming at that moment. It looked as if his whole body was covered with a layer of burning red flames, red people, red knives, red eyes that emitted red light, and behind him, there was a pure red picture of a bloody slaughterhouse, and the corpse that died horribly was the best testimony of his death feats.

Where is this still a person, he is purely a war machine without any feelings, without any mercy, born to kill!

The survivor thought he was dead, and he wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't know Chinese at all, and when he opened his mouth, he found that he was now so frightened that he couldn't speak, except for trembling. He wanted to make himself appear calm even if he died, but his tears, his sweat, and his snot kept pouring out of his body as if they were out of control, making him look indescribably pitiful.

The man looked condescendingly at his poor crant feet, and there was a glint of disdain in his eyes, the only human mood swings he had seen from this man. In the end, the man slowly put away the knife that seemed to have a murderous aura, he tore off a piece of white cloth from a corpse that had not been soaked by blood, and then he used his fingers and pen to write a bloody letter with the ink of the blood that had accumulated around him, and threw it directly into the arms of the survivors.

All the members of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" have died under the knife of the war song, and no one can understand what he said in this blood letter written in Chinese. The bloody letter was sent back to the base by the commander of the Chechen guerrillas, and after being identified by a member of the East Turkistan Liberation Organization who understood Chinese, it was determined that it was a letter from the Chinese [***] to their No. 3 leader, Amirali.

The letter was finally handed over to Amirali, and the member of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" who had sent the blood letter to Amirali immediately escaped from Amila's room without looking back after receiving Amirali's permission.

Amirali spread out the blood letter, because he was afraid that the Chechen guerrillas would return at any time, the war song was written quite hastily, and it was really called a dragon and snake on the pen, and in an article that was sprinkled with enthusiasm, he really brought China's wild grass art to its peak. Coupled with the blood, this is not real ink, and when it is bruised on the white cloth, it is often a red circle that the ghost can't tell what kind of play, and Amira must be very difficult to identify every word on it.

"Hey, that who only knows how to hide behind others and shiver! Yes, Amira, I'm talking about you! Do you know that your brother died at my hands? At that time, I shot him in the head, and his head 'snapped', like a broken watermelon, and exploded into seventeen or eighteen pieces, and his body without a head, and the blood rushed up from his neck two or three feet high, that kind of sight, it looked beautiful! One of the things I regret the most now is why I didn't have a camera to record all this beautiful blowout. Wouldn't it be a great pleasure in life to take a look at it often and reminisce about that beautiful pleasure?! ”

Amira's whole body trembled for a long time, but he bit his lip tightly and slowly calmed down again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

Amira's room suddenly heard the sound of self-defense pistols, and several bodyguards responsible for protecting Amirali pushed open the door, but before they could figure out what was going on, a bullet that hit the corner of the wall and bounced back was poured into the body of one of the bodyguards, and the bodyguard let out a scream, and a stream of blood suddenly appeared on his head, and sure enough, as the warrior song said, it looked really beautiful.

Amirali put down the self-defense pistol in his hand that had been emptied of bullets and the muzzle was still smoking, he reached out and slowly tore the blood book into small strips of cloth, and he said softly: "I don't care who you are, I must kill you!" Don't you love photography? Don't you like to reminisce about life? I'll let you take enough photos in front of the camera, and I'll let you taste the thrill of life in the last dozens of hours of your life! This is what I, Amirali, can do to you, and to my brother who died for me! ”

Several bodyguards who didn't know what was going on looked at each other, and at this time, the member of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" who quickly fled from this troubled place as soon as he handed in the blood letter, walked back with a cower, he tried his best to hide his body behind one of the tallest bodyguards, cautiously faced Amira, whose face was getting more and more gloomy, stretched out his hand and handed out a piece of bark, and said: "Report, a few more Chechen brothers met them in the mountains, four dead and one wounded, and he sent back a letter." ”

"Amira, you received my first letter, I don't know what you feel in your heart now, you want to cry, you want to scream, you want to shout, you want to shoot me, right? Even if you're not a plaything, even if you like to engage in terrorist activities, even if you like to let people drop bombs on buses, throw Molotov cocktails into residential areas every day, and even start to develop international, bio-terrorist acts, but when your loved ones die, you will be sad and you will drop a few fucking drops of horse urine, right?! If you are not convinced, if you grit your teeth, come on, come on, come and hunt me down! I will leave a space for you on this battle flag on my body, without your Amira's blood, this battle flag will not look like it is red enough. ”

Amirali flicked his fingers lightly, and in this case, he could barely suppress his anger, trying to analyze the reason why Warrior Song did this and various possible surnames. Although he had also imagined in his mind that the Song of Warriors was deliberately attracting everyone's attention to him in order to cover for a wounded comrade-in-arms, he quickly skimmed over this hypothetical possibility.

In his eyes, this was not only stupid, but also hopelessly stupid, and the opponent he faced, witty, cunning and cruel, would never do such an unwise thing.

It is precisely because Amirali is not a warrior song that he let go of this judgment that may really grasp the weakness of the warrior song.

After thinking about it for a long time, Amirali made a judgment in his heart that even he felt uncomfortable, although he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he really couldn't think of a better explanation, and his judgment was: "This kid is purely tired of life, and wants to die!" ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang......! ”

Outside, there was a sudden rush of gunfire, mixed with angry roars, and Amirali cast an inquiring gaze on the captain of his personal bodyguard.

The captain of the bodyguard, who grew tall and big, joined the French mercenaries, was once active on the battlefield of international mercenaries, and finally responded to the call of "Allah" to return to China to join the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization", shrugged his shoulders and said: "More than 100 bodies of the guerrillas who chased and killed the two [***] people have just been transported back, no wonder they are so angry, and the [***] people of the two are really too ruthless." ”

Amirali raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh? ”

His bodyguard captain is not a boy scout on the battlefield, this bodyguard captain has a Han name, called Ma Shijie, he has been mixed with a knife on the battlefield for seven years, licking blood and killing people without blinking, and he has dozens of lives in his hands, and even shot at civilians more than once. It's the first time I've heard Ma Shijie describe that others are "really" too ruthless.

The supreme leader of the Chechen militants, and the spokesperson of the Afghan guerrillas, all looked gloomily at the neatly arranged corpses in front of them, which a few hours ago were a group of young people who could talk and laugh, and who were their partners who fought for the same ideals, but now they were just cold, unconscious corpses.

It is understandable to fight to the death on the battlefield and die on the battlefield, and being stabbed to death by a fighting saber is a relatively happy way to die for them, soldiers and guerrillas. But looking at the corpses all over the ground, Amirali finally understood what Ma Shijie meant by saying that he was too ruthless.

It's easy to kill one person with a saber, and it's easy to kill two, but what about killing ten people in a row? Watching the blood constantly spurting out of the body, listening to the terrible sound of the saber and the ribs grinding, I am not soft or panicked, but I am afraid that there are really few, right? Even if the executioner who launched a massacre against the Chinese during World War II wielded a katana with relatively long body and less blood splashed, it would take several days to kill dozens of people, right?

But there is only one person, in just fifteen minutes, he stabbed nearly seventy people to death in a row with a fighting saber, and he can still shout, scream, and cry and beg for mercy.

It is the first time that these terrorists, who have never taken the Neiva Convention into account, have also encountered professional soldiers who do not take the Neiva Convention seriously, who kill people more than them, who eat blood, and who act in a terrible manner!

Amirali said in a deep voice: "No matter what, he must die!" ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Amirali.

Amirali pointed to the corpse on the ground and said in proficient Russian: "Even if it is to comfort these brothers who died tragically under his knife, we must not let him leave Russia alive, and we must not let him carry the battle flag that has been stained with the blood of his brothers and return to China!" If he can really bring back to China the battle flag that was stained red with blood on the battlefield, whether it is our 'East Turkistan Liberation Organization', your Chechen political axe, or your brothers in the Afghan guerrillas, we will never think of raising our heads again on the world stage! Because we are on the land of the Chechen brothers, we join forces, but we can only watch the two [***] people swagger away after slaughtering our brothers, and our face is absolutely lost! In the future, when other organizations or countries in the world mention us, they will say in a disdainful tone that it is just a bunch of fools that even two Chinese cannot deal with! ”

The breathing around him became heavy and heavy.

"And killing these two [***] people has another double meaning for us."

Amilali, a high-IQ terrorist with a double master's degree, raised his fingers and said: "First, it is the ambush war carried out by our 'East Turkistan Liberation Organization' and the Afghan brothers on the ice board against the [***] team. Although our army was completely annihilated, and although China's political axe took the strongest posture and wanted to make a move to knock the mountain and shock the tiger, it did not matter. There is nothing strange about the confrontation of one organization against a military power, even if the whole army is annihilated, and no one will be surprised by this. But on their own territory, with the support of the Air Force, artillery and other troops, they are still wiped out by our formation, what kind of concept is this ?! ”

"In the field of war, as long as a unit suffers more than seventy percent of the casualties, it is considered to be scattered, but I want to remind everyone that being scattered and being completely annihilated are two completely different effects in the political field!" Amirali looked around the audience and said in a calm tone: "Once this news spreads, it will tear an irreparable gap in the myth of the invincibility of the Chinese Army!" Throw aside their not yet mature air force, and throw away the navy that they can't use to fight a civil war, and when the halo of their army is peeled off by us, they will become a hen with their feathers plucked! ”

The audience was silent, and there was already a faint awe in everyone's eyes when they looked at Amirali.

"Second, catching up with the two Chinese [***] people on the territory of Russia and executing them in public can hit the Chinese Army on the one hand, and on the other hand, it can directly guide the world media to speculate why Chinese special forces soldiers appear in Russia. At an appropriate time, we can also throw out some topics such as 'the theory of China's threat of force,' 'China has begun to interfere in the territorial civil war,' and 'China and Russia may have concluded a secret military treaty, and the world security pattern is once again threatened,' and cooperate with our brothers who are constantly operating in Europe and the United States to join hands to exert pressure on China's political axe and Russia's political axe, so as to achieve our political goals. ”

Amirali looked at the Chechen [***] armed guerrillas, the supreme military commander in this area, and said indifferently: "I know that you still have some things in your hands that have not been used, for the common interests and common enemies of our three parties, I hope that this time you can openly and honestly take out some of the strength hidden in the ground." ”

Facing the angry gaze of the spokesman of the Afghan guerrillas, the top military commander of the Chechen [***] armed forces waved his hand to wipe the sweat oozing from his forehead, and said: "Yes, that is certain, this is how it should be!" ”

The next day, a civilian helicopter, armed with heavy machine guns and man-made rocket artillery, forcibly took off from a deep mountain base controlled by the Chechen [***] Army, despite the possibility of exposing the target, which was attacked by the Russian Air Force.

Amirali, the leader of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" No. 3, personally sat on this helicopter, and in this large civilian helicopter, a full squad of religious fanatics who had received military training in the terrorist base camp in Afghanistan was densely packed into this large civilian helicopter.

In addition, they boarded the large helicopter with a famous British host, John Mitchell, who had already applied to the Chechen armed forces, hoping to conduct an interview with them and broadcast them live, and his ace photographer.

John Mitchell is known as the "Battlefield Golden Retriever" by his peers in the industry, and his greatest hobby is to lead a veteran photographer who can carry live reports to nearly 500 million viewers around the world through satellite channels, and go back and forth at the forefront of the battlefield. By digging out some potential insider information and news that ordinary people can't touch, we will continue to enhance our visibility and influence in the industry.

This man with blonde hair is energetic and ambitious, and has the keen sense of smell and perseverance of a dog. On more than one occasion, he was at the forefront of the battlefield where stray bullets were flying, and he made the most wonderful commentary and speech for the audience in front of the television, and the interview car he was riding in was hit by bullets 17 times, and even a rocket pierced his jeep, but then broke another glass through the carriage, and even the helicopter in which he was seated was shot down in the sky above the battlefield of battle. After two weeks of struggle, he was able to get back to the camera.

Some of his die-hard viewers even swear to God that they have been watching the war news program hosted by John Mitchell with relish because ...... They wanted to see when this bold, ridiculously handsome, and magnetic voice that could fascinate any woman would really be hit in the head by a stray bullet!

Glancing over the nine members of the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" who had boarded the helicopter and were all armed and murderous, John Mitchell directly focused all his attention on Amirali. After the First Battle of Bingdagu, the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization", a terrorist organization that could only make small fights and make small moves, finally surfaced as it wished, and Amirali, who had raised his own funds and carefully planned this ambush plan, naturally became a rising star in the terrorist world because of his boldness.

In this small space full of murderous armed religious fanatics, he is the most striking and dazzling! Probably to cover up his identity, Amirali shaved off his beard with a representative surname and took off the round hat that he had worn for almost his entire life. But his deep-sunken eye sockets, his high raised cheekbones, and his slightly blue eyes, which glowed like a jaguar with absolute danger and cruelty, still confirmed his identity and race.

He just sat there quietly, but John Mitchell could tell at a glance that a kind of irritability that could barely be restrained was gathering in this man's body, and once he completely exploded, it would be an absolutely terrible shock of a violent storm. But he could still sit there quietly, with his head slightly raised, as if thinking about something. When he shifted all his concentration to thinking, this man with a cold and cruel aura all over his body showed a kind of scholarly wisdom and depth paradoxically.

In Amira's case, John Michemi once again confirmed his opinion: no matter who can be outstanding in the industry, he must be exceptional.

And he was able to use his personal charm to forcibly bring together dozens of large and small groups of the scattered "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" and plan a sophisticated military operation that shocked the world in half a year, and although the plan was finally blocked because of the addition of China's fifth special force, he worked out such a huge and complex interlocking plan, sent an ambush force of nearly 2,000 people into China, and distributed them with sufficient weapons. This is enough to show the world that Amirali is almost genius in strategic planning.

The camera camera focuses on Amirali, the No. 3 leader of the East Turkistan Liberation Organization, who understands that his photos and all the files are already on the desk of the Chinese National Security Bureau. He, a terrorist elite who is doing a good job of cooperating with the Chechen [***] army in guerrilla warfare in Russia, simply did not make any disguise, and directly looked at the camera connected to the satellite channel, showing a politician's demeanor.

"You are already surrounded by fully armed followers, and even used a helicopter gunship when you may be attacked by the Russian military and air force at any time, can you tell the audience in front of the television set of your military purpose this time?"

Amirali began by declaring: "These people around me are not my followers, they are all my comrades-in-arms, we are all Allah, all followers of justice." We have gathered here only to build our ideal kingdom through jihad. ”

To John Mitchell's question, Amirali replied very skillfully, "I just want everyone to see how our 'East Turkistan Liberation Organization' completely annihilated a Chinese army, and I also want everyone to see the true face of China's vaunted army units hidden under lies." ”

A religious fanatic raised his saber and shouted, "I'm going to cut the throats of the two [***] people little by little, like a chicken, in front of the camera lens!" I just want everyone to see how the Chinese [***] people are like little hens, constantly struggling on the ground, smearing their blood all over the earth, and using their blood to wash away their sins! ”

The helicopter took off, and the photographer next to John Mitchell asked in a low voice, "Are you really going to broadcast the footage of [***] people being killed in the live broadcast?" ”

John Mitchell nodded vigorously, "Hmm! ”

"Do I need some technical shielding when shooting that kind of overly bloody footage?!"

"Of course not, what we are looking for is this effect, this kind of reality!" John Mitchell said: "But the parents of those children are always bored to make endless complaints calls, and once the fools in the political axe department who have nothing to do all day long, they like to put the boil in their mouths to interfere, and it is also a big problem for us." In this way, if there is a scene that is too bloody, you can do a close-up of the faces of [***] people, and completely capture their despair and struggle in the face of death. Pat the blood they left on the ground and satisfy those of us in the audience who are particularly good at blood! ”

Seeing his crotch still worried, John Mitchell patted the photographer on the shoulder and said, "Don't you think that a myth in the history of war has been broken, and it is a very valuable, even far-reaching news event?" Once we can really become witnesses to this historical moment, our worth will increase exponentially. When the time comes, if I am promoted and you get a raise, you and I can at least fight on this battlefield for twenty years less! ”

The photographer was silent for a long time, but nodded vigorously.

Amirali, who was sitting not far away, couldn't hear their conversation, but suddenly showed a chuckle.

As the ace reporter and his photographer, known as the "Golden Retriever of the Battlefield," whispered, the helicopter gunship swept through the dense forest on the mountains, and the powerful wind currents blew the leaves below with a "whoosh" and "whoosh" sound. In the endless mountains beneath their feet, a pursuit team of 240 experienced professional soldiers, terrorists, and Afghan guerrillas pressed forward in a fan-shape. And on the battlefield in the rear, a steady stream of Chechen [***] militants from other regions has blocked the mercenaries who have poured into Russian territory. From the moment these mercenaries entered the territory of Russia, they fought with the Chechen [***] army while fighting in the nest, and on the other hand, they were fighting with the warriors who were unwilling to raise their hands to surrender and accept their protection, and their strength had been exhausted to the limit in a month, and the vast majority of the mercenary groups had already announced that they had given up this mission, and those who could persist any longer had completely lost their fighting spirit in the face of the energetic and high-spirited military ministers.

Amirali paid the most attention to the nine armed personnel trained by the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" in his helicopter.

The best of the two [***] people are at planting mines to lure people into their preset traps. If these nine heavily trained armed members with actual combat experience were airdropped near the [***] people, they would not be able to use mine warfare to outnumber, and with the fire of this helicopter gunship, Amirali really didn't believe that they could still fly into the sky!

(To be continued)