Chapter Twenty-Four: Preparing for Battle

The moon is bright tonight, and the moon is half-crooked, hanging like a sickle in the star-studded sky. The breeze blows, and the leaves rustle, like a traveler in early summer, melodiously fiddling with the strings in his hand in the glade, relieving the fatigue of a day's work.

The surroundings of the villa are quiet. If it is in China, at this time, the weather in early spring can only freeze people in the quilt to avoid the cold, but the temperature in country T is enough for people to drink beer, shake folding fans, and enjoy life while talking nonsense.

This place in the country of T is very chaotic, and Nighthawk remembers that when he was in that courtyard, he once followed Lao Wang to learn the history of country T.

In ancient times, the country of T was called Siam, and it was an ancient civilization, like China, which had survived feudal dynasties and experienced foreign invasions, but no matter how the external environment changed, the king was always the highest symbol of rule in the country.

Since 1938, various regimes have come to power one after another, and the regime of the whole country has been in a state of chaos, and it has been controlled by the military for a long time, often with a coup d'état introducing a regime. In its place, it's not a good thing, it's just a power scuffle between warlords who want to satisfy their own selfish desires.

It was not until the large-scale student movement in 1973 that the military ** was interrupted, and the parliamentary system was restored in the country T, but the country's accumulated illness was too deep, so within a few years, the country began to rise again, and the military leaders had a coup d'état and seized the real power of the country.

At that time, Nighthawk still disagreed, saying that these countries around the motherland were too chaotic, how could our own country be comfortable, stable and peaceful.

Lao Wang told him that it was also exchanged for blood and lives by countless patriots. If not so many people were active on the hidden front, how could the common people live such a peaceful and stable life.

Now that Nighthawk is in such an environment, he truly feels the importance of stability and peace to an ordinary person. If we don't cite anything else, let's just say that because of the long-term chaos, drug trafficking has become a common practice in this country, and there are not a few drug dealers and gang members who have private arms. Smuggling guns and drugs has also become a major feature of local gangs to make money.

For this reason, Nighthawk may now have to face a professional killer who enters the country from customs unscrupulously and a top mercenary who survives the real battle, such a combination, such an attack, how many of them can survive this mission.

He didn't dare to imagine that if he had to sacrifice, he hoped that that person would be himself, not how great he was, he also loved life, but although these comrades-in-arms who had not been in contact with each other for a long time did bring him the happiest days, only those who have fought together will know how small the gap between life and death is.

Maybe tomorrow death will come, so what will you do for your life.

How fragile human life is, and only by experiencing these together, will Nighthawk have the feeling that their lives are heavier than his own, and he must protect them, which is his responsibility, and it is also the task that he psychologically confesses to himself that he must complete.

There wasn't much time left for him, and Doro told him that before coming here, he had already let out the wind and went to a large villa where he owned, and that as long as Matsumoto's people would go to find someone to do their investigation, and ask a thug on the street, they would all show Matsumoto's people the way.

It is estimated that Matsumoto is also waiting for time, waiting for all his people to arrive. Then deliver a fatal blow to them, destroying anyone who stands in his way, and then stomp on Doro's head to make him confess the whereabouts of the nuclear bomb.

In the end, he ruthlessly waved his war knife and innocently killed civilians in Southeast Asia like his ancestors to show off his life's achievements.

In front of the Nighthawk, it is necessary to first set up a defensive circle, fighting, is their specialty, as long as they fight, they have the hope of survival, and the ambush increases the chance of ambushing those killers who blindly attack because of the unfamiliar terrain.

Nighthawk walked around the villa and found that the villa in Doro was in a good location, directly above a hill, which was a good condition for the defenders.

The height of the mountain bag is not high, but it is also about 20 meters above the ground, and the only way up the mountain is directly in front of the villa, and behind it is a steep cliff, the rock wall is bare, and no plants grow on it.

The smooth walls are not easy for even the climbers to come up, let alone some killers who are eager to kill, they will not have the patience to run to the cliff here to do mountaineering slowly, and leisurely climb the mountain to kill a few people who are not worried, the arrogant Fuso people will not do this.

Even those mercenaries will not be stupid enough to climb these cliffs with heavy equipment that are easy to be targeted, they know how to ambush too well, and the most inconspicuous places are often the best places to set up ambushes, because no one will pay attention, and these places are just the best entrances to break through, but unfortunately everyone is a professional soldier, and the other party will not take risks in this regard.

Nighthawk breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't want to do anything about the place, so he ordered the mine to install two probes at the top of the cliff, facing the whole cliff. That way, even if an enemy came up from here, they would have enough time to organize their men to destroy the targets that were dangling in the air.

All that remains is to defend the front with all his might, there is only one way up the mountain, winding in front of the mountain, the roadside is densely covered with woods, these trees are estimated to be some years, tall and big, Nighthawk walked into the forest, stepping on the leaves that have been piled up for many years, making a rustling sound, he quietly looked around, walked back and forth several times, and measured the distance between the woods and the villa, and observed the height of the villa gate.

After thinking about it for a while, he walked back and briefly shared his thoughts with the black bear. I want to hear his opinion. In this team, Black Bear is the only one who has participated in a real war and has a lot of combat experience.

He also has a condition that no one else has, that is, his age, after living so big, he has taken off the coat of impulsiveness, and has become calm and sophisticated, don't look at his usual honest and playful appearance, but if he encounters something serious, his attitude will immediately change 180 degrees.

The black bear made a detailed comparison with him about the terrain, expressed his thoughts with his experience, and took a piece of paper to briefly draw the surrounding environment, and put out the general direction of the enemy's attack and how they should respond to the enemy's attack to set up defenses.

The black bear said, "If I were those mercenaries, I wouldn't attack directly without knowing the specific location of the place and the firepower, the mercenaries all live for money, and won't risk their lives, although they are desperate, but they also have to spend money on their lives, so I guess they will not attack first, they will lie dormant nearby, waiting for all our firepower points to be exposed, waiting for our fatigue and then attacking." ”

Nighthawk nodded in agreement and said, "So, they will let these killers come to explore the way for them, according to Doro, these are the top killers, there is news from the inside, these are the killer organizations that have been trained by the Fuso right-wing organization for many years, specifically for Matsumoto to kill political enemies and his business rivals in the country, although it is only a group of organized killers, but they have good discipline, and the tacit understanding between each other is very high, and more importantly, they are all a group of dead soldiers, and the order they get is to fight to the death." If a group of people come in all of a sudden, it will really be a heavy impact on us, and if we don't know it, we will become their snacks, and we will save the mercenaries outside."

The black bear frowned, pondered for a while, and said, "Yes, we have to protect Doro's safety, and it is indeed more difficult to use these limited manpower to defend in such a large area, and the best way is to have a large-scale killing of them, which will play the role of hitting their vital forces, so that we may be able to win in danger." ”

Nighthawk admired the black bear's calmness, after all, he was a veteran, and he actually coincided with his own thoughts, and said to the black bear with a smile, "In this case, you will have to work hard to get off the Yaksha." The black bear regained his usual simplicity, smirked, touched his black head, and swayed his body from side to side. Hearing Nighthawk's words, he naturally said what he wanted to do. Isn't that guy called Yaksha going to blow up the enemy into the sky?

Nighthawk patted him with a smile, and then said, "If we can successfully deal with these damn little devils, it can be regarded as recovering some interest for our slaughtered ancestors, and I don't want to show mercy to these little devils at all." The thorn and the monkey also swayed over at this time, "What's wrong with the captain, you want to fuck the little devil, I like this brother the most, I always listen to the old people say how hateful the little devil is, today I finally have the opportunity to clean up this group of pups." The monkey interjected, "What's the matter?" Brother, have you been bullied by the Fuso people?" The expression was exaggerated, obviously squeezing him, and he turned around and gave the monkey a violent shudder, and the monkey jumped to the side with grinning teeth, touching his head and humming.

The military assassin didn't care about him, turned around and said, "My grandfather often talked about how the little devil was not human, at that time, the devil hit us, killed my grandfather's family, and also picked his 3-year-old brother to death, and then hung it up with a rope to dry, my grandfather survived lying in the pile of dead, and every time he talked about this old man, he couldn't cry." So I've hated little devils since I was a child, how can you say they can be so cruel, our country was not strong before, but now we have what we want, these devils dare to send them to the door, I will take their dogs' lives to pay tribute to my tragically dead ancestors. ”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, the green tendons in his hands rose, everyone had never seen the appearance of the military thorn, and even the monkey humming next to him came over, patted him on the back, and tried to soothe his feelings.

Nighthawk said to the military thorn, "Your mood is understandable, everyone's mood is actually the same as yours, but when you act, you are not allowed to be swayed by your personal will, obeying orders and obeying the arrangement is the most important, I don't want to see any of you have an accident, I hope that after this mission, we can all be safe, five people come, or five people go, and Brother Doro, we also have to fulfill his wishes, he is a man." Several people nodded heavily at the same time