Thor stared blankly at the figure on the military vehicle, a middle-aged man about his age. The eyes are like bright stars in the dark night, and just looking at them makes me feel stinged.

The military uniforms he and his companions wore had never been seen before, like the sci-fi desert camouflage of the American army. Even in the darkness of the night, if it weren't for the fact that they had left the sand, it would have been difficult to find their existence.

"Who are you?" Thor stopped his men from fleeing. Since this person can say Allah or something like that, he must be religious, not on the side of the Chinese.

The middle-aged man on the military vehicle smiled slightly, and then his smile seemed to be contagious. All the soldiers on the military vehicle burst out laughing, as if they had heard something ridiculous.

The middle-aged man said slowly: "We are the shadow, we are the soul, we are the army that does not exist. However, now that we are going to fight back, we will become the most troublesome soul of the wilderness for the Chinese people. ”

At this moment, all the machine guns on the military vehicles fired into the sky, as if they were responding to the words of the middle-aged man. Thor's eyes lit up, and a flame of hope that was about to be extinguished burned brightly after seeing this group of mysterious people.

The rumbling sound of helicopters resounded in the sky, and every time a helicopter took off or landed, it would be like a sandstorm in the temporary base of the Huaxia Special Forces.

Nighthawk spat out the yellow sand in his mouth, and even though he was deep in the tent, he was still immune to the sand that came in through the cracks. The sand is pervasive, more powerful than any enemy.

He frowned, crouching on the table and reading the battle briefing. This tent is very simple, with only a bed and a table. The table was also used for strategic command, and it was filled with all kinds of texts, and all the places that needed the table were solved here.

The tent looked messy, and Nighthawk looked messy. He's been here for two months, and the desert weather makes him seem to lose a lot of weight, and even his skin has become extremely rough.

After breaching all the bases of the Báb, nearly 100,000 terrorists were captured. All of them were sent to the surrounding desert nations to serve their sentences as well as hard labor.

More than 40,000 terrorists were killed in the battle, and many were wounded. When the wounded terrorists are healed, they will have to endure at least twenty years of hard labor in exchange for freedom, just like the captives.

This is the price, no one will have mercy on these demons who are usually arrogant and domineering, killing people without blinking. If you do something wrong, you have to pay for it with your freedom.

Although the main force of the Báb has been wiped out, there is still a great headache in front of Nighthawk. That is, many of the remnants of the forces in each base escaped, and many of them surrendered to the Huaxia army or the local national army soon after.

However, there is still an extremely large force on the run, these people are determined and have a strong purpose. Their only desire to escape was to kill more Huaxia people and the natives who were vassal of Huaxia, and revenge became their remaining main theme.

According to intelligence, there are at least 20,000 such terrorist squads scattered in the desert. Although it is not enough to set off any waves, the existence of these people is still very headache.

At least the current Nighthawk is already having a headache about this matter. Briefings were piled up in front of him, all about the recent devastation caused by the ghostly terrorist forces.

They are no different from locusts, and wherever they pass through inhabited places, they leave nothing behind, including the lives of the natives.

It was a purely fascist act, leaving no chickens and dogs in its place, creating a terrifying and extreme concept for the locals. That is, whoever is vassal to the Chinese people, then the end is only death.

Nighthawk believed that even if the villages where the ghost troops passed supported them, they would be killed. These terrorists have no faith at all, they just want the simplest supplies.

At present, several organizations in the desert that have just announced their alliance with China are in a panic, and a large number of people are in a panic, and many have even abandoned their homes to escape the massacre of those terrorists.

The economies of these countries are already fragile, and now they are exacerbated by massive population losses and rampant terrorism. They jointly protested to the representatives of the Chinese government, and it was only as a last resort that Nighthawk received this order to exterminate all the remnants of the terrorists.

He dropped a large stack of jiàns, took out a cigarette, and took a hard puff. The above is light, and it will be over if you get rid of those remnants of terrorist forces in one sentence. But in the vast desert, the yellow sand is long, how difficult it is to find someone here.

From ancient times to the present, deserts and grasslands are places that the Chinese army does not want to set foot in. Even in today's high-tech world, it is a headache to fight these cripples in the desert.

It's not that there is no technology, but that the money and cost spent are too great. Just to solve the problem of more than 20,000 stragglers, so as not to invest too much military equipment, that will also easily expose the country's roots.

Now there is only one way for Nighthawk to find out where the main terrorists are. Then use special tactics to completely eliminate these remnants in the desert and ensure the prosperity and stability of several countries in the desert.

He took the last puff of his cigarette, and the butt had burned to his fingers without even noticing. He had a vague feeling that the fleeing terrorists weren't scurrying around like headless flies. Every action they made and every surprise attack was as if they were prepared, and they were only carried out after careful deployment.

"Babu, Babu? Is that you? Are you still in the desert waiting to fight me? Nighthawk muttered under his breath, but instead of being discouraged by the predicament of the present, he was excited to think that Babu was still in the desert.

If the Báb were still there, it would have solved all his troubles. There is no need to hunt down Babu at the ends of the earth, their decisive battle is destined to be completed in this desert.

The battle Nighthawk in the desert is no stranger, I think when he was in Africa, he fought the Blackwater Company and the Lion King of the Majestic Grassland in the desert in succession. Now in the face of some remnants of the defeated army, he really doesn't care so much.

A thought quickly came to mind, and Nighthawk smiled slightly, and almost flew to the table. Rummaging his hands around the table, he quickly found a strategic map.

He hurriedly took out the reports of the recent terrorist raids on the villages, and then searched the map for the location of these villages point by point according to the reports. Red dots were marked on the map, and the smile on Nighthawk's lips grew.

Soon, he dropped his pen and carefully wandered his fingers back and forth between the red dots. Eventually, he settled his hand on a location, and that empty space was a town, which was different from all other villages, and which was an important strategic city in country N.

Nighthawk sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Your goal is here, right?" I've been confused for so long, and I'm always going to attack small villages in a hurry, but I don't directly attack big cities. That's what you're trying to paralyze me, right? ”

The big city not only had water for country N, but also a large amount of food, and nearly 5,000 newly captured terrorists were imprisoned here to do hard labor. This was where the terrorists really wanted to attack, Nighthawk leaned back in his chair, quietly looking at the map.

"Babu, if it's really you. Let's start playing a game, but I won't lose. And when you lose, the only end is death. ”

The yellow sand is long, in another part of the desert, in the dunes that are impossible to observe even if a helicopter flies through the sky. Here, both infrared and thermal sensors fail, and the scorching desert renders all electronic instruments useless.

Under the huge camouflage net, about 2,000 heavily armed soldiers stood by in full array. Their eyes shone with bloodthirsty coldness, like beasts ready to pounce on them at any moment.

A bearded man with sunglasses stood at the front of the men. Through the black glasses, he looked coldly ahead. This man was none other than Captain Thor, who had fled for his life in the desert, and by this time he had been promoted to lieutenant colonel.

"Lieutenant Colonel, are you attacking? We've been here for a day now! A central defender stood beside Thor and looked at the distant village as a wave of greed came out of his body.

Thor hesitated for a moment, he always felt that the village ahead was too quiet. But after observing it for a day, there is no movement here, so there should be no problem.

"Small forces marched forward, a thousand men as squadrons, and the rest at the rear. If there is an ambush, don't fall in love with the battle, retreat immediately! Thor gave the order simply, and the hesitation in his eyes was gone.

"Yes!" The central defender replied with a smile, and then walked to the group to deliver the order.

Soon, a team of two hundred people scattered and rushed towards the village ahead. These are the elite of terrorists, acting as death squads. Most of them were people who had escaped the havoc of the previous months and had more experience with warfare.

Without the underground base, they lost a qiē like a wandering spirit. At this moment, I saw this small village outside the desert, and there was only crazy killing in my bloodthirsty eyes.

The team rushed into the village without any hindrance, and sporadic gunfire rang out, but there was no sign of a fierce encounter.

Thor frowned and told all the troops to advance in batches. Soon all the troops entered the village, but what appeared in front of everyone was an empty village without any people.

Thor stared blankly at this qiē, and muttered in his mouth: "Another empty one!" ”