The little pomegranate disappeared, and Ding Dong and Sun Huxiong entered Basra City with Xu Haibo, who was injured in the big arm.

Xu Haibo told them that the U.S. troops had come from the east, and Xing Zhengrong was shot dead in order to cover him. The water tower rallying point is no longer safe, and may have leaked.

Straight up, Du Baobao pinched the bullet embedded in Xing Zhengrong's body armor and narrowed his eyes. She was sure that this was a bullet shot by Xing Zhengrong's pistol, and it was a bullet shot by a person who was not good at fighting with Xing Zhengrong's gun.

With Xing Zhengrong's ability, it is absolutely impossible for someone to sneak attack at close range, and he was shot in the chest five times in a row. And this attacker is stupid, he only knows how to shoot in the heart, but he doesn't know how to shoot in the head, and he doesn't even know what a refill gun is!

"Go to Basra City!" Du Baobao's eyes were cloudy, and he gave a command to Lei Peng.

She had already guessed who wanted to shoot Xing Zhengrong, and from the beginning, she felt that something was very wrong......

The city of Basra is in chaos, and it can be said that Basra, once the Venice of the East, has become the world's largest capital of chaos.

There are the Iraqi Mahdi Army, the Sunnis, the Iraqi Armed Revolutionary Resistance Group, the Kurdish Armed Groups, the Al-Qaida Jihadist Group, the Mujahideen Army, the Iraqi Islamic Resistance Council, the Iraqi Islamic Resistance Movement, the Shiites, and so on......

At this time, Basra is a big quagmire, and if you walk in, you will fall into it and you will not be able to pull it out.

The trial unit that carried out the black mission was disrupted, and seven people were scattered into three pieces. They can't get in touch with each other, and they don't know if they're alive or dead. But there is still a core point: Xu Haibo.

Special Category A Troops, Base 49.

Xiao Yuanchao, who was lying on the hospital bed, stared coldly at the gray-haired father Xiao Hongjun, who already looked old.

Xiao Hongjun's spirit has not been very good, but his feelings have improved a lot, and he no longer drinks. He carried a thermos bucket in his left hand and a bottle of alabaster in his right hand, smiling flatteringly.

"I stewed black chicken soup for you, added red dates and angelica ginseng, tonifying qi and blood, hehe." Xiao Hongjun gently put the thermos bucket on the table, ignoring his son's cold eyes, smiled and stretched out the alabaster bottle in his hand and said: "This is a medicine often used on the battlefield in Vietnam, whether it is a gunshot wound or a knife wound, it is very easy to use, much better than the medicine in the hospital." ”

Xiao Yuanchao didn't speak, but his cold eyes left his father and stared at the white wall instead.

"Be careful next time, you're still young now, and you still have less testing, don't work too hard." Xiao Hongjun opened the thermos bucket and said to Xiao Yuanchao in a chattering voice: "Danger is everywhere, but as long as you can adapt, you will have the ability to perceive and predict danger in advance." Your current army is not simple, it is even more powerful than my army back then. You are only eighteen years old this year, you still have a long way to go, and you have to learn to adapt to the battlefield environment. When the boss is here, he is too young and vigorous, and he dares to fight......"

"If it's okay, you can go back first." Xiao Yuanchao made a cold voice.

Xiao Hongjun was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile. But he didn't leave immediately, but carefully served his son a bowl of black chicken soup, and then turned around and walked out.

Xiao Yuanchao turned his head slightly, staring at his father's slightly rickety waist, smelling the fragrance of black chicken soup, and the coldness in his eyes faded mostly.

He watched his father walk out, and the moment his father turned to close the door, he turned his head back and blinked his eyes vigorously, as if his eyes were too dry and uncomfortable.

With a "bang", the door of the ward was slammed open, and Li Zihu rushed in in with a panicked expression, and said urgently: "Boss, it's not good, it's not good, it's a big deal, Beacon for help!" Beacon for help! Beacon fire calls for help from Basra, Iraq!! ”

Call for help in the line of fire!

Xiao Yuanchao, who was seriously injured, sat up suddenly, and the moment he sat up, the wounds on his body were almost open, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in pain. But he didn't have the time to pay attention to his injuries at this time, because he heard the words "Beacon for help"!

Beacon fire for help, the highest danger for help set by the special A troops. This method is based on the ancient Chinese beacon transmission method, and when the team members are in extreme danger, a special signal flare is fired into the sky.

There are two ways for signal flares to transmit information, one is the transmission of special light from burning; The second is the transmission of built-in secret language information devices.

As long as there is the safety of the troops around, as long as there is a receiving station of its own people 300 kilometers away, it can receive a beacon call for help. When receiving the signal flare of the Beacon for Help, the receiver immediately launches the same signal flare to carry out the spread of the Beacon Tower, and then releases the Beacon Distress signal to the country, and locks the distress point in at least five ways such as visual inspection and three-point positioning.

After the rescue point is locked, the nearest investigator will enter the rescue point as soon as possible, collect first-hand information, and try the rescue work. At the same time, a rescue team was immediately dispatched to carry out rescue operations.

It can be said that the number of times the Beacon Cry for SOS occurs is very rare, and it is usually the whole team that is in a life-and-death crisis, and only when there is a problem with the highest mission.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanchao immediately understood that Basra's Du Baobao and the others were in absolute danger, and it was not an ordinary danger!

With a "whew", Xiao Yuanchao jumped out of bed, ignoring the blood flowing from the broken wound, and rushed out.

"Details! Instantly! Right away! Xiao Yuanchao rushed towards the headquarters of the trial army.

In just five minutes, Xiao Yuanchao rushed to the temporary station of the trial unit and saw an unfamiliar face, and in front of the unfamiliar face were the old acquaintance Chu Bayi and the chief of the general staff Du Zhenhua.

"The rescue operation is in charge of the Dragon's Lair." Du Zhenhua stared at Xiao Yuanchao and directly said the order representing the highest level of the special A troops.

"No way!" Xiao Yuanchao let out a low roar.

"Are you okay?" Chu Bayi glanced at Xiao Yuanchao, who was wearing a hospital gown and was stained with blood from wounds, and said, "Your body is not equipped for rescue!" ”

This is a fact, Xiao Yuanchao's body has not recovered at all, and the wounds on his face have not healed, so he does not have the conditions for rescue at all.

"This mission is led by Chu Bayi himself, and you don't need to carry it out." Du Zhenhua said with a stern face: "Your task is to recuperate, recuperate!" ”

When the words landed, two unfamiliar faces pressed Xiao Yuanchao's arms one left and one right, and forcibly escorted him back to the hospital.

Xiao Yuanchao didn't resist, but the red fierce light in his eyes showed an explosive burning in an instant!