Inside the station outside the D-capital, the Nighthawk is anxiously drawing a map of D-Kyo. Dense beads of sweat covered his forehead, and he calmly analyzed the information transmitted back by the air intelligence and compared them one by one.

The only thing written in the fiery eyes of the god of killing is that they want to kill more people to avenge the monkeys.

The spur sits in a corner with a picture of a monkey in his hand. The relationship between him and the monkey is known to everyone here, although the two often fight back and forth, but without the monkey, the military assassin alone can no longer jump.

Landmines are no better, and the monkeys have always seen landmines as big brothers. The mine silently pounded his fist against the wall, tears silently dripping down his chest, wetting the camouflage uniform on his chest.

From the beginning of their understanding, they had gone all the way, first there was no black bear, then there was one less monkey, and there were fewer and fewer old brothers. Although everyone usually looks down on life and death, this time, everyone is collectively silent.

"Captain, when will you go, I'm already going crazy." Suddenly, the military thorn, who had been silent, stood up and roared loudly, his tears had dried up, and there was only bitter hatred in his eyes at this moment.

Nighthawk ignored him, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the battle map. The surrounding people gathered around, quietly waiting for the captain's decision. They're a bunch of ferocious beasts now, and as soon as Nighthawk pulls open the cage blocking them, they're going to run out and tear those bastards apart.

Finally, Nighthawk looked up. He smiled apologetically at General Lehi, who was standing awkwardly to the side. Lehi then returned an even more awkward smile. He is an old soldier, so he naturally understands what it is like to feel after losing his comrades, and when he looks at the special forces around him who are similar to demons, he is so frightened that he doesn't even dare to say a word.

"General Li, I'm going to trouble you here. I have to lead a team to rescue Lao Zhou and them. There are many secrets in Lao Zhou, and there are many important people hidden in Lao Zhou. They're in danger every second, so here's up to you. Nighthawk smiled reluctantly and shook Lehi's hand heavily.

Lehi nodded in understanding, turned and walked outside. There were still many things waiting for him to do, and the other two division commanders of the Three Masters Regiment were now under his command. General Sakamura had already summoned all the officers and waited for him to go to the military meeting, and he was too busy to delay every second.

But he stopped, and when he was about to reach the door, he turned his head and asked Nighthawk, "Chief, how are you going to enter D-Jing?" Now D-Kyo is so tightly guarded that hardly a fly can fly in. ”

Nighthawk was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I have my own way, I have already contacted General Sakamura with a pair of helicopter detachments, and they will launch a feint to cover our entry into the city." The troops guarding D-Kyo have no air power, and the right to launch air supremacy missiles is still in our hands, so they will go all out against helicopters, and we will be safe. ”

Lehi nodded, he knew that although Nighthawk said it easily, it was difficult to do it. To enter the city quietly under the noses of the enemy is simply a myth.

"One more thing, if you can't save Lao Zhou, what should you do? Need a second plan? Lehi asked.

"No, you don't!" Nighthawk replied categorically, and his voice was almost cold: "If the rescue plan cannot be implemented, then we will implement the destruction plan, and we will definitely not let Lao Zhou and important information fall into the hands of the enemy, I will die with Lao Zhou in my arms." ”

Lehi shuddered all over, and he looked at Nighthawk, not daring to stay. It turns out that the world of agents is so cruel that even if you are in a high position, you can be erased at any time when one day it gets in the way of the whole plan. Lehi just wanted to get back to his post as soon as possible, he didn't want to be the one who could be erased at any moment.

Lehi was gone, and Nighthawk looked around at his teammates, there was no need to do any more mobilization, and they knew what they wanted to do most now by looking at everyone's blood-red eyes.

"I won't say much, just a little. Many of the guards are underworld elements, don't just think about revenge, we must take the completion of the task first. Don't bring your revenge into the mission. Nighthawk swept over each of the team members, and when his eyes swept over, everyone lowered their heads, and everyone was more or less on his mind.

Nighthawk nodded, no more nonsense: "Take your own weapons, this may be a tough battle with no return, get ready, let's go now." ”

No one answered, and the room was filled only with the sound of quickly packing up weapons. They move as fast as a cheetah, desperately stuffing bullets into the magazine, and trying to fill their bodies with all kinds of weapons.

The veteran team members quickly cleaned up, they only had the determination to kill, unlike the new team members who were still thinking about other things. Ten minutes later, Nighthawk stood in front of the military Humvee with a squad of sixty men.

"Helicopter squadron, I'm No. 1 I'm No. 1, now you can set off, target D Beijing outskirts business district. Repeat, D Beijing Outer Business District. Nighthawk hung up the phone, and a step into the Humvee, the driving Yaksha stepped on the accelerator hard, and headed towards D Jing with the roar of helicopters in the distance.

The helicopter squadron was already on the table, and they quickly flew over the heads of the Humvee convoy and sped towards the target that Nighthawk had pointed out. The helicopters were carrying enough ammunition, and by the time they had poured all the ammunition, the commercial area on the outskirts of D-Kyo would be in ruins.

But Nighthawk didn't care, that's what he wanted. Because of the importance there, the opponent also sent a large number of personnel there. When there is an attack, the opponent will definitely mistakenly think that the army outside the city has begun to attack, then a large number of troops and underworld elements will gather there, and there will inevitably be several gaps in the entire defense line.

Inexperienced underworld elements are like a swarm of moths, always rushing towards the place where the fire is lit, because they always live in darkness, and once they see the light, they will pounce on it without a purpose.

Nighthawk took advantage of this weakness and managed to find the gaps that would soon be exposed. His fleet of Humvees and helicopter formations were moving in opposite directions. When the underworld elements rushed to the rescue of the commercial plaza, it was a good opportunity for him to tear open the gap.

The Hummer team quietly stalled, and the team members got out of the car one after another. It was not far from D-Jing, and the telescope showed that there was still a distance of four kilometers, and the team members were divided into several groups in battle formation, scattered into a relatively large circle, and were very tightly defended in front and back, left and right, without revealing a single gap.

Rumble! At this moment, there was an explosion in the D-Beijing business district in the distance, and the sky-high flames once again plunged the commercial streets that had just been built for a few years into flames. The explosion continued, and one could tell that the large-caliber machine gun was tearing through the air and piercing through the bodies of the ground defenders.

Nighthawk used a high-powered military telescope to observe the movements of the underworld members in the distance. He was like a still stone, and if he hadn't come closer, he wouldn't have noticed that it was a person lying on the ground.

Sure enough, in the high-powered telescope, the members of the defensive underworld began to stir. Soon, several leaders and leaders took a large group of underworld members in cars to the business district to support. Originally, there were only a few dozen people left in the defensive place, which was very thin.

"It's good, the underworld is the underworld, the brain is not much bigger than the walnut kernel, and they are all a bunch of boy scouts." Nighthawk put away his telescope, and he bent over and gestured to his men in military code.

The team quickly made their way to the thin gap. They are dressed in urban camouflage and walk between the buildings, just like the colors around them. These highest-tech equipment from the United States cannot even be found by infrared rays, and they are a sharp weapon for special forces to attack.

Of course, the underworld elements on the other side have not entered the era of complete high-tech, they only observe the surrounding situation with the naked eye, and they do not even have an ordinary telescope.

The mafia is looking for handsomeness, a good-looking katana with a dashing sunglasses, and a fully automatic rifle in their hands, that is chic to the extreme. A cumbersome telescope is of no use to them, it can neither look handsome nor edible, it is simply a waste.

Fortunately, they didn't have the consciousness to ask for a telescope, otherwise they would have been shot by the special forces from a distance. But they're no better now, and the underworld members who are smoking are happily telling some anecdotes about the day. From time to time, a few treacherous laughs were heard.

But the next moment, a dozen ghost-like people suddenly appeared, their faces covered in camouflage, and a sharp knife pierced the sunlight and severed their necks.

The members of the underworld wanted to cry for help, but the voice was blocked in their throats and they insisted on releasing it. Their bodies collapsed, and before they could close their eyes, they saw only those in camouflage traversing their corpses mercilessly, only one voice screaming in their heads......... Commando!

In this silent way, the squad took out all the underworld members of the guards, tearing a gap in the long line of defense.

The underworld elements are the underworlders, they can do some illegal business and engage in terror, just don't use their third-rate IQ to fight.

has pulled such a long front, and it is clear that it is for people to break through. They may not have known in their minds how terrible the word special forces is, but they didn't have time to be afraid, and they were all thrown into a nearby alley.

Nighthawk half-crouched on the ground, and the surrounding team members gathered around him after cleaning up the corpse, and gathered him in the middle of a circle.

Nighthawk quickly found the path on the map, it was the path he had planned for a long time, and he couldn't go wrong.

"Act now, as long as those who stand in our way, kill all." Nighthawk stood up without any expression, and quickly disappeared into the street ahead.