In the dark "dark night", a group of Soviet veterans who had fought bloody battles with American special forces put on desert camouflage uniforms that still fit and jumped off with parachutes.

Even if it is not their most glorious moment, the heyday of their bodies has long passed, and these veterans, who had seen hell on earth twenty years ago, and are now in their forties, still uphold the last glory and use their most skillful methods to kick off this battle.

"Hahahaha!"

Tall, elite airborne troops, laughing loudly above the training ground, eyes protected by goggles, staring at the pitch-black sand below.

Then he saw the dazzling light of fire in the sand.

Rumble!

The loud noise of the PTRD-41 anti-tank gun when it fired, constantly echoed in the dark training grounds. But even if the other side fired, these airborne troops, who were still in the falling stage, showed no signs of panic at all.

"Whoever is killed first will go back and wait to lose money!" A loud laugh rang out over the radio headset.

For these veterans, dying on the "battlefield" is not a fear for them, but the best way to exit.

After all, in this boring city ruled by the Incineration Agency, a false peace has always been envisaged. These humanoid weapons born for war are not useful at all.

Perhaps because the incineration authorities did not trust them, even if the alienated citizens began to resist, the airborne troops would not be instructed to join the war, and would still be placed in an underground research institute to guard the facility.

In times of peace, the boring life day after day is simply torture for them, making life worse than death.

Their last wish is to die contentedly on the battlefield while fighting a strong enemy!

Of course, if the enemy is not strong enough. It was time for the routine slaughter......

Before the soldiers could land, a second gunshot rang out again, and the sniper, who was hiding in the desert, opened fire again with an anti-tank gun.

This time, the sniper's bullet did not miss the target, but directly broke through the parachute of one of the Airborne Troops. At the height at which he was about to land, the soldier did not have time to open the spare umbrella, and the whole person fell directly on the sand and fell into a puddle of mud.

"Hahaha, Sergeinov hung up!" One soldier burst out laughing.

Although they were laughing at their unlucky comrades, the airborne troops also realized that something was not quite right.

- Generally speaking, trying to hit the airborne troops on the way to parachute with a sniper rifle is simply a fantasy and completely impossible to do. Only a wide range of machine-gun fire could pose a threat to the Airborne Forces, which were descending at high speed.

Did the enemy hit a shot by mistake? Or ......

After the skeptical airborne troops landed, they also immediately cut the parachute rope and established a defensive line on the sand. I didn't even have time to pay attention to the corpses of my comrades next to me, and my movements were as crisp and neat as they were twenty years ago.

After activating the small night vision devices hidden under the goggles and confirming that they had not landed in a minefield and that there were no traps nearby, all the soldiers' eyes were focused on the direction where the sniper rifle bullet had just fired.

"Let's get moving."

Somebody gave the order, and the veterans' muscular bodies jerked up, removed the AK-74 rifles they had strapped to their bodies, and began to inspect their weapons, so skilled that they didn't even need to use their eyes to confirm them.

Obviously, the combat effectiveness of these elite soldiers is not at all comparable to the waste wood patrols recruited from the people by the incineration agency!

"Three o'clock, fast!"

"Roger, start rushing."

- They are well aware that the sniper who fired just now has not gone far.

These soldiers from the Soviet Union are naturally familiar with anti-tank guns produced in the Soviet Union. They knew very well that the enemy, who was carrying that heavy weapon, would not be able to run far in such a short time unless he threw away his gun.

In addition, the supply boxes hidden in this training ground are not specially prepared for the soldiers who are being tested......

"Make a temporary resupply."

The airborne troops, who had memorized all the supply locations on the map before the operation, dispersed at a terrifying speed, found all the supply crates hidden under the sand nearby, and quickly looted the weapons and ammunition inside.

There is no doubt that these weapons produced in the Soviet Union are the most convenient equipment for them to use.

In the pitch-black man-made desert, veterans of many battles, holding their most "kind" weapons, outflanked the location where the sniper had fired just now, and began to search the area.

……

At this time, Lin Chi had already put the sniper rifle back in his backpack and hurried through the desert under the cover of darkness, leaving the area surrounded by the airborne troops.

Military stimulants provide his body with a strong amount of energy, allowing him to walk on sandy ground. While escaping, he did not forget to leave a small tactical backpack next to his footprints, and in the backpack that looked like it had been dropped in a panic, he put a small glass tube taken out of the Hydra toxin box, and opened the lid at the top by the way.

Lin Chi knew that those experienced airborne troops should follow the footprints, and at that time, the dangerous "treacherous mines" set by themselves should be able to play a role!

After leaving behind the deadly trap, Lin Chi also continued to run forward, rushing directly from the desert into the Gobi Desert next to him, and the originally very clear footprints were finally not so obvious.

Unlike the desert, which leaves footprints, it is not so easy to continue the pursuit in this Gobi. Even the elite airborne troops, without carrying military dogs, should not be able to continue the rapid pursuit.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I can go to that town and start the street battle that I am best at with those airborne troops who are eyeing each other!

However, it seems that things are not so simple......

When Lin Chi was hurrying, a terrible howl sounded from the direction of the desert.

"Whew-"

The voice was more like a large beast than a human voice.

After hearing that howl, recalling the night battle in Kholomansk City, Lin Chi's face also began to become solemn.

- These airborne troops who are chasing after themselves should also have mastered the "alienation" skill, right? Could it be ...... The reason why the enemy chose to start the battle "at night" is also to use alienation?

Realizing that he might be facing dozens of alien monsters, Lin Chi picked up his pace again, rushing from the desolate Gobi Desert to the town a few kilometers away.

"This is bad......" he whispered to himself.