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A C-130 transport plane, on the western route of the Cape of Good Hope, was flying normally, and in the cabin, more than two dozen soldiers with camouflage paste on their faces were already fully armed. They checked their gear again and made sure it was in good condition.

In the cabin, a red signal light kept flashing, and the captain in front said in a calm voice: "I have arrived at the parachute sea, good luck, boys." ”

As the rear tail hatch was opened, a stream of air poured in, and against the wind, the soldiers from the Navy SEALs walked towards the back, with Captain Bryant walking in the front.

"Victory is ours!" Kobe skillfully made gestures, and in front, a famous warrior, jumped without hesitation, and the equipment was also in it, and fell with the parachute.

Kobe Bryant finally looked at the umbrella flower in the sky and jumped down.

A few minutes later, more than twenty fighters all fell into the icy water, they quickly swam to the side of the equipment, reached out, and the equipment was rapidly inflated, turned into a rubber boat, and climbed onto the rubber boat in a wet water, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Pulling the pull rope at the tail, the engine of the rubber boat started smoothly, and at this time, it was just dark, and they operated the rubber boat and headed towards the direction of landing.

Three rubber boats, scratching on the sea, the sound of the engine can be heard far away, but in the sea, this sound is too normal.

Night slowly fell, and after more than two hours of sailing at sea, they gradually approached the land.

The jet ski washed up on a deserted beach, and the fighters on it came down, and several people carried the motorboat and ran quickly towards the shore, everything was as simple and effective as when they were training, and they quickly got into a small forest near the beach and hid the motorboat there.

And in the grove, there were already two prepared cars, a vigilant CIA intelligence officer, who was waiting for their arrival there.

"The target is still being held in a special cell in the middle of the prison, guarded by only a platoon or so of personnel, but the soldiers from the nearby barracks can arrive within 20 minutes, and we will cut the telephone line in time, but we must act quickly." Said the intelligence officer.

"Okay, let's go!" Bryant shouted to his men, got into the two cars, and they began this dangerous but confident mission.

Rescue Mandela! As long as Mandela is rescued, Mandela will surely set off an earthquake in the whole of South Africa! Mandela's prestige among blacks is quite high! As long as Mandela comes out and shouts, he can make all the blacks in the whole of South Africa riot, the strike will cause the mining industry in South Africa to collapse completely, and the armed forces organized by the blacks will fight fiercely with the South African government!

All along, black South Africans just didn't have effective outside assistance! And now, with the support of the United States, it will be easy for the black South Africans to win the battle, and Mandela will also take control of the South African regime! When the time comes, South Africa's resources will be American!

Since whites are not interested, then foster a new government! For the United States, this is simply a familiar way.

The key to everything is Mandela, and the first thing to do is to get Mandela out of prison! Fortunately, the South African government has not yet discovered the conspiracy of the United States, and Mandela's detention is not tight.

An ordinary prison does not have many prison guards, and the most troublesome thing is that there is a military camp nearby!

So, get started quickly!

The motor of the car was roaring, and the two cars were driving at full speed in the direction of the prison! Although they have never been here, every time they plan an operation, the SEALs have seen the streets here countless times on maps and satellite photos, and they are familiar with it as if they had lived here since childhood, and soon, they are near the prison!

Getting out of the car from here, two people were left waiting in the car, ready to answer at any time, and the rest of the people, all like ghosts, disappeared into the darkness.

From among them, two more people were dispersed, climbed to the top of the nearby building, and quickly placed their sniper rifles, ready to provide sniper support at any time!

The prison walls are so high that they are nothing to the nimble SEALs, and a few people form a ladder, and one person at the back jumps to the top of the wall after a few steps! Then, with scissors composed of a saber and a scabbard, the cables of the power grid were quickly cut.

Above the wall is the power grid, for the prison escape, the power grid is a dead existence, but, just thirty seconds ago, this area has just experienced a power outage, the prison's own generator, has not yet started, just this gap, one after another Navy SEAL soldiers, through the cut gap, easily through!

Climbed down the fence and entered the prison, at this time, the sound of the generator had already been heard, and the lights of the searchlights around it were lit up again!

And just after the searchlight turned around, I found that the power grid on the fence here had been cut and there were sparks on it!

"Hunter, take out the searchlight." Bryant shouted over the radio.

Then, a dull gunshot followed, and the hidden hunters in the distance had already aimed at this side, and the sniper rifle easily shattered the searchlight.

"Quick, within two minutes, rescue the target!" Kobe Bryant knew that the plan to continue infiltrating had gone bankrupt, and that was to attack!

With the M4 rifle in hand, several people quickly rushed to the cell in the middle of the prison, and several short gunshots rang out at any time, and the three shots killed the two prison guards of the cell guard and rushed into the cell.

At this time, there was already a lot of noise in the cell, and the sound of gunfire outside stimulated the nerves of every prisoner who was being held, and it was the best choice for them to be able to escape from here.

"Hey, get us out!" A big black man shouted.

"Hey, stop, that's it!"

Bryant's footsteps were fast, and more than a dozen people rushed into the middle of the cell, stopping in front of the cell where the room number was determined, and Bryant's eyes looked in, and a middle-aged black man with a somewhat thin face was smiling at him.

Exactly like in the photo, target confirmed!

"This is it!" Bryant shouted, "Quick, blow open the prison door!" ”

Two C4 explosives were taped to the door of the cell, and Bryant motioned for the people inside to leave the door, and then, with a bang, the lock of the cell was blown open.

"Nelson Roli, Herrahla Mandela?" Bryant asked.

"Yes, it's me." Mandela said. (To be continued.) )