The equipment sent by Ramich is very complete, and it is all equipped by Nighthawk according to the habits of each person.

All submachine guns are standard M4 rifles for the US Army, and each rifle is equipped with a grenade launcher, which adds a lot of firepower to their combat needs.

The black bear's weapon is the most terrifying, Nighthawk said that he wanted a gun with high firepower, and it is estimated that Ramich saw that he was big and got him an M163.

The M163 is popularly known as the Vulcan Cannon. High rate of fire, high density of firepower, 3,000 rounds per minute, can form a dense kill area, capable of hitting multiple batches of targets. The way of shooting is also flexible, and there are several types of point fire. It has strong maneuverability and very good armor protection.

Although he has a relatively short range, in the bunker it is a complete nightmare for the guards. Any non-heavily armored object within a hundred meters will be pierced in front of it, which is much more awesome than the previous Black Bear M240.

The black bear can't put it down with this big guy, and he has played with so many weapons, but he has only heard of this thing but has never seen it, for a soldier, this is really too tempting.

Here the black bear is stroking his weapon, the others are not idle, they are all sorting out their weapons, Monroe is not holding a rifle, and the two Uzi submachine guns with her body shape look a lot like the sexy girl in the movie.

Like his younger brother, they all had several pistols stuck in them.

The military assassin couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing with so many pistols, isn't it all solved with a submachine gun?" Monroe smiled at him rarely, and suddenly made the military assassin standing in front of her forget what he had just asked, Monroe said, "We are trained as spies, and we are more accustomed to using pistols, and it is not our style to take that big guy, but this mission is special." After speaking, she raised her chin, waved the Uzi submachine gun in her hand, and patted Mengfei's M4 rifle and said, "Let's make an exception." Ramic was always in such a hurry, dropped his weapon, said a few words and left, he was going to watch Carson's every move, at this juncture, he was afraid that something would happen again.

Seeing Ramici away, Nighthawk called everyone and told them to carry their existing equipment from tomorrow, bring everything they could, and then train, and in the midst of everyone's sighs, Nighthawk ordered to disband.

The night was quiet, and the team members all fell asleep on the bed after a day of climbing, and even Monroe snored softly.

Nighthawk and Lao Zhou smoked cigarettes, went back and forth around the room, and walked to the door of the house to chat.

"Lao Zhou, are these two apprentices of yours reliable?" Nighthawk asked him suspiciously.

Lao Zhou frowned and smiled: "At least it's much more reliable than the military thorn." "Thinking of the military assassin during the day, both of them haha.

"Do you have a home?" Nighthawk asked suddenly.

"Why not, no one is a monkey who jumped out of the stone, I am old, and I am young, my son is about to be admitted to college, the boy is very angry for me, and his studies have been good."

The two chatted late, occasionally letting out a laugh or two, this may be the most relaxed and comfortable chat since the two met, who knows what tomorrow will bring, they don't want to say, they don't want to know, cherish every moment now.

Over the next few days, the super-intense training continued, entering the house, searching, climbing, climbing the passages, blocking the attack, all kinds of boring and boring repetitions until they became the memories of each of their bodies.

But Nighthawk needed more than that, every movement he had to train was instinctive.

On the last day of the mission, he succeeded, and in the exhausted bodies of the team members, every corner of this room had already been deeply carried, and the training turned a qiē action into their instinct.

Right now. The only thing to do is to wait.

On the last day, Nighthawk stopped training, and he wanted to give his tired team a good rest and wait for the mission.

That night, Ramic arrived at the barracks late at night, and he hurriedly called out to everyone, slightly nervous but excited, and told everyone that Carson had arrived in the bunker early.

Although I already knew that I would act tomorrow, hearing this news still made everyone's nerves tense.

"When will you act?" asked Nighthawk, putting his face almost on Ramich's face, in a deep voice. "In an hour, I'll be in charge of transporting you into the adjacent mountains, and the rest will be up to you. Prepare, see you at the door in an hour. There were no extra words, no one commanded, everyone silently turned around to pack up their equipment, at this moment, they had been waiting for a long time.

An hour later, the neat low sound of the number of reports sounded neatly at the gate of the barracks, and ended decisively.

Lao Zhou and Ramic stood at the front of the line. Ramic had nothing to explain, he had already finished speaking, turned his head, and looked at Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou helped his glasses, which was meaningful, and said to everyone in a sincere tone, "I just want to say one word, be careful in everything, and return safely." ”

Everyone's hearts, including Nighthawk, warmed up, looking at Lao Zhou's concerned expression, needless to say, this is the best parting gift for those of them who live on the tip of the knife before leaving.

"Boarding" saw that Lao Zhou had finished speaking, Ramic waved to everyone, and everyone quickly got into the two jeeps waiting at the door.

After the roar, only Lao Zhou and the dust raised in the sky were left standing in place.

Looking at the jeep that was gradually moving away in the dark night, Lao Zhou's eyes never left for a long time.

It's still the bumpy road, or the boundless jungle, but in the dark and handsome night, I can't see the distance clearly.

No one spoke, everyone was silent about the upcoming mission, how many days of heavy training, and soon they were going to the scene to carry out it themselves, what would be the surprise?

Nobody knows, for the unseen future, no one wants to discuss, that doesn't make sense.

The military stab was quietly rubbing a saber on the bumpy car, the cold light was lined with the moonlight, and a cold light came, and the eyes of the stabbing person hurt. The spur handed the polished saber to Monroe.

Monroe was a little surprised and said, "Don't you use it?" The military stab was rare and serious, he smiled, fished it out of the trouser tube, and a bright knife appeared in his hand, "I still have one, this one is for you, the knife can save your life in close combat." ”

Monroe looked left and right at the military stabbing knife, and then handed him to Mengfei, and said to Mengfei with tenderness in his eyes, "Put it away, remember, protect yourself." ”

The feelings are beyond words. A strong family affection shrouded in the jeep, instantly adding a touch of beauty.

It turns out that the military assassin is still quite handsome when he is serious. Monroe thought to herself, turned her head to the military thorn and unfolded the most beautiful smile since they met, as bright as a pear blossom blooming in spring, "Thank you, it's a pity it's too big, it's not suitable for me, it's more suitable for Mengfei, send me a small one next time." ”

In the attention of everyone, the military thorn did not show an obscene appearance, but nodded with a very firm expression and said, "Definitely, for you, thousands of times." ”

Monroe's smile widened. The favorability of the military thorn has increased a lot.

"Quiet" in Ramic's low drink, the car slowly stopped after nearly 3 hours of bumping.

He looked at his watch and said, "It's still an hour before dawn, from here," he said, pointing to the hill where there was no road in front of him, "and the hill in front of him was where Carson's bunker was located.

The vent to enter requires you to climb over that mountain, halfway up the mountain, okay, it's up to you, I'll have to send it here. ”

Nighthawk beckoned his men to get out of the car and said to Ramic, "That's enough, and besides, you must not postpone your actions and not go wrong when they shouldn't." His eyes were fierce and murderous, and ordinary people would shudder.

Ramic didn't show weakness with the same sharp eyes, "Don't worry, I'm more nervous than any of you, take this one, and use it to contact when the task is completed." ”

Ramici gives Nighthawk a satellite phone, which Nighthawk puts in his bag.

"Goodbye" Ramic waved his hand and followed the car back the way he came.

Breathed a sigh of relief. Nighthawk whispered to the crowd, "Assemble in battle formation, face me." ”

The sound of light footsteps crackled.

Nighthawk nodded with satisfaction and said, "The old rule, the black bear takes the lead, and the rest of the people keep their positions unchanged, the two newcomers, follow me, pay attention to the battle gestures." ”

In the past few days, Nighthawk has not forgotten to teach the two men the sign language they used in special operations, that is, to prevent combat errors caused by unclear reasons in battle, so as to lead to the failure of the operation.

After a brief explanation of the combat mission, there was no stop, the team immediately set off, Nighthawk's idea was to rush to the entrance as quickly as possible, I was afraid that there would be an accident if it was too late.

Under the leadership of the black bear, everyone climbed over the mountain in front of them, from the bottom of the mountain, the whole head had to be raised, and it was even more difficult to climb up, the slope in many places was very steep, and almost half of the time everyone was using their hands and feet. Basically, I never straightened up all the way.

It's not so easy to go down the mountain, as the old saying goes, it's easier to go up than to go down, but this time they really experienced it.

I didn't care when I climbed, the hill was too steep, and if I forced my way down, I would probably roll down if I wasn't careful.

And look at the nearby vegetation, which is wet and slippery under the moisture of the dew, and the devil knows if it will step on the air.

If you roll down at such a height, you will have to be injured even if you don't die, and Nighthawk doesn't want to hold it up, and someone will be injured before the mission is completed.

He asked all the people to tie each other with climbing ropes, widen the distance, use guns as crutches, and use trees along the way to block the progress of the body, and the group moved forward slowly and cautiously, and the military thorn was very considerate to block Monroe behind him, and he walked in front, Monroe smiled gratefully at his back.

It wasn't until it was close to noon that they descended the mountain, everyone was half dead tired, and Monroe felt cold behind her, because the sweat had damp her underwear. Nighthawk looked at the mountain in front of him, a relieved smile on his lips.