Grishke City, Taliban military base.

This is the most imposing building in the whole city of Grishk, unlike the bungalows made of yellow mud that can be blown apart with a single grenade, the buildings here are made of reinforced concrete, and it takes at least two or three grenades to blow one of the pillars.

In this Taliban military base, the building used as a command center has a command room of the same size and layout as the command room of the British military base in Grishk, but the equipment in it is much more rudimentary than that in the British military base.

After all, the implication of one is a terrorist organization that relies mainly on selling drugs or drug raw materials to the world, and the other is a country that can collect taxes from the masses.

However, it is worth pondering that there are many countries that have come to fight terrorism on the land of Afghanistan, and many of them are superpowers like the United States, which are unable to wipe out a terrorist organization with only 30,000 people and a few hundred tanks!

It makes people feel ironic, and perhaps this is how people feel it most intuitively.

In this humble command room, there were seven or eight people wearing bandanas of different colors operating at this time, and standing behind them to watch the command screen was only a middle-aged man with a thick beard, but it was such a middle-aged man who looked a little unkempt, but he was called "Admiral Ikara" by the entire Taliban military base in Grishk!

Not long ago, Admiral Ikara had received news that the thirty-man squad led by Hebal had all returned to the arms of Allah, the true God, and that, according to the civilians of the city of Gryshke, six men and women in military uniforms had done so.

But what made Admiral Ikara a a little concerned was that, according to the news, after a military helicopter gunship appeared, these six people immediately took off their military uniforms and finally ran around in the alleys of the city of Grishk, not knowing where they were going.

This can only show one problem, that is, these six people do not belong to any military force at all! Hebal, that dead ghost! It was reported that those six people were all soldiers belonging to the British army!

If it weren't for the Islam of Ikara's faith, he would not be able to scold those rude words, or perhaps with his violent temper, I am afraid that even the true God Allah would have been scolded!

It is said that no less than 200 members of the Taliban have had a cordial meeting with Allah during their personal training in Ikara. As for the content of the meeting, no one knows, and it is estimated that no one wants to know.

Admiral Ikara's frowning brow hadn't been stretched since the Taliban, who numbered nearly fifty, had attacked the British base. The people in the entire Taliban military base are very familiar with this expression, and it can even be said that they are afraid, and the frowning brow means that Admiral Ikkara is on the verge of breaking out at any time!

Once it starts to erupt, someone is bound to wander around on the brink of death!

And the outburst of Admiral Ikara was finally released as the fifty Taliban members on the command screen were gradually forced back by the British troops who resisted: "راتل!زما لپاره شپږ کافرونه لېږل!هڅه وکړئ چې ژوند يې اخليزه غواړم چې هغوی وړل شي (Quick!) Send someone to find out those six heretics for me! Try to catch it alive! I'm going to whip them!" ）”

For a while, there was a busy scene in the command room of only a few people.

As busy as it is here, there are also the residents of the entire city of Grishke! No, it would be more accurate to say that these unarmed old people, men, women, children, are in a panicked chaos!

And the culprit who caused all this, six of the many three types of killer students assessed by the Assassination Alliance's three types of killers on the battlefield this time, Zhang Miao, Wu Ba, Big Man, Tu Lun, Prasda, and Rose, were scattered all over Grishke City at this time.

They're fighting on their own!

And they were exchanged with a team of thirty British soldiers!

Leading this British army is none other than Colonel Charles!

Ten minutes ago, when Charles had ordered 30 candidates to fight and was about to finish off the Taliban members blocking the front door before heading towards the city of Grishk, he suddenly received a message from the command room, telling them to leave through the back door, and then bypass the base and enter the city of Grishk directly.

Moreover, they were also informed of six azimuth targets.

It is said that this is what Admiral Williams meant, asking Charles to kill these six targets directly on the spot!

Since the superiors spoke, whether it was the soldier's duty to obey the order, or Charles's eagerness to hand over a sincere answer, this thirty squad, in only seven minutes, entered the city of Grishke in the form of five people in a military Humvee!

Then, in another two minutes, six military Humvees arrived at the six target locations marked on the base. Then, in just one minute, bullets continued to pour and dust filled the air!

The surrounding civilians suffered even more because of this, and the bullets that pierced through the yellow mud wall had already made the two civilians close their eyes in pain in a pool of their own blood! And many more civilians were either knocked to the ground by bullets that had their thighs cut off alive, wailing and crying, or they were hit in the abdomen and leaning on the side with blood flowing! The wounded civilians are varied, and so are the wounded locations!

As long as these Humvees pass by, there is blood and dust everywhere, and the sky is full of wails and bitter tears!

Some of the members who followed Charles on the mission couldn't help frowning when they looked at the bloody scene along the road behind the car, and they even lowered the muzzle of the gun sticking out of the car for a while, and almost no matter what the other teammates in the car said, they were unwilling to shoot again until they could ensure that they could kill the target with one shot.

But it's just almost.

Because one of the British soldiers who lowered their guns sat in the same Humvee as Charles.

“Captain Felton, we're on duty now! You can't stop shooting without my order! You can't stop shooting without my orders! Charles took advantage of the magazine change to hide in the car, and his hand movements kept looking sideways at the man named Captain Felton, and his tone was already extremely dissatisfied.

In Charles's eyes, the bullets pouring out of the L119A1 automatic rifle with a ten-inch barrel in his hand were not the flesh/body and mud walls seen by other soldiers at all, but the open space around the target called "General's Rank", which emitted a bright golden light but implied human desires!

It's a pity that this coveted "target" is running and jumping on the rooftops of these damn buildings built of yellow mud! What made Charles even more angry was that none of the bullets they fired hit this "target"!

Inside the Humvee, a look of intolerance appeared on Captain Felton's face: "Senior Colonel! Our mission is to shoot the target! There's no need to shoot civilians! All we were tasked with was to kill the target! There's no need to shoot at civilians! ）”

Just this sentence suddenly made the fingers of other people in the car pull the trigger, and the raining bullets also appeared for a short time at this moment.

The "target", who was struggling on the roof, actually seized the vacancy, and as if by magic, he pulled out a grenade out of nowhere, then pulled out the safety bolt and threw it in front of the Humvee.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the violent explosion lifted the dirt on the ground and smashed straight on the windshield of the Humvee, not only that, but the body of the Humvee was violently bumped a few times, almost overturning!

In the car, the soldiers who could not help but curl up to protect their heads and vital points were able to sit up straight when the Humvee hit the ground steadily after the Humvee jolted.

Charles even yelled: "Fuck! Keep firing! Don't stop! Keep firing! Don't stop! ）”

As he spoke, he was the first to pull the trigger on the "target" on the roof, but the bullet did not obey the call, either into the air or hit the edge of the roof of the surrounding buildings! All in all, I didn't hit the "target" again!

The others, the soldiers except Captain Felton, only hesitated slightly after Charles yelled the order to shoot, and then they all started shooting at the "target", but unfortunately, the road conditions in Grishke City did not allow them to have the high accuracy of their usual training!

"Dada...... Click......"

Charles couldn't help but curse an American swearing, and another full magazine was emptied, but the damn "target" on the roof, as if laughing at himself, was still jumping around like SuperMario on top of a brick and stepping on a turtle!

He hurriedly hid in the carriage to change the magazine, and in the chaos, Charles subconsciously glanced at Captain Felton who was sitting in the back, and this glance made Charles, who was already full of quick success, finally couldn't help but use a swear word instead of a bullet into Captain Felton's ears: "Fuck you!" Are you fuckin 'blind?! Just because of your words, almost let the whole car people go to see God! Captain Felton! Obey orders! Shoot! If you don't kill the target, the number of casualties will be more! Will your conscience get by then?! (You fuck!) Are you fucking blind?! Just because of your words, I almost made the whole car go to God fucking too! Captain Felton! Obey orders! Shoot! If you don't kill the target, the number of casualties will be even higher! Will your conscience fucking get by then?! ）”

As Charles's words entered his ears, the tangled color on Captain Felton's face became thicker and thicker, and he couldn't bear to look out of the car window, the scene where people were still dodging but still fell to the ground because of the bullet that was pouring out was like a bullet that was pouring out now, hitting his heart!

Perhaps, obeying the order to kill the target can save more people from injury and death......

"Fuck you! Captain Felton's eyes couldn't help but shed a few tears, and his eyes were even bloodshot, and the L119A1 rifle in his hand poured out with a loud roar!

At this moment, the Humvee and the "target" on the roof passed through an alley at the same time.

The "target" on the roof jumped as always, the Humvee was still ready to pass at high speed, the people in the car continued to pull the trigger, and the bullets kept flying in mid-air!

However, a loud bang suddenly ruined this moment!

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