Chapter 165: Hunting Operations
One person is seeking stability and speed, otherwise among the seven people present, each has the ability to solve all of the other party's alone.
The wind speed and temperature are displayed on the right side of the view, and the two people on the sentry post in the distance are quickly magnified in their eyes, and Eric holds the corrected G36 and gently pulls the trigger.
"Poof......
Even if the silencer lowers the sound of the gunshot, it is also very eye-catching at night, and no matter how much it is noticed, it will be noticed by the other party. However, if the other party is a dead person, then naturally it will not be able to detect it.
All four people on the opposite side were shot in the head and killed after a single gunshot.
It would never have been possible without the assistance of the "Ranger Neural Mechanical Helmet".
"There's one more person."
Eric gestured to Carson, who nodded, and the human auxiliary prosthetic suddenly activated, and he pounced on the opposite side, spanning three or four meters in one step, and sprinted to the opposite side of the sentry in a few blinks of an eye.
At this time, the person lying in the cabin was still unaware, and when Carson walked into the cabin for a moment and came out, the person on the bed was already a body that was gradually cold.
Three minutes!
From going ashore to solving the sentry, it took only three minutes.
"Alright, it's all settled."
After examining everyone's bodies and confirming that all five were dead, a group of seven people came to the edge of the cliff under the detection of drones.
"Bang!"
The Saker drone lowered its altitude, circled around the cliff above, and then suddenly threw its hook and fell into an arc on the rocks on the ground.
"Click!"
The four corners of the hook claw broke open and grabbed the rock, and the core part of the middle instantly **** out of the drill bit, and plunged straight into the depth of the rock for more than ten centimeters, completely fixed on the whole rock. The rope pull part of the hook was led by the drone and projected to the bottom of the cliff. It happened to be not far from Eric and the others.
"Carson, you go first."
Eric asked Carson to go first, and of course the sturdy black Carson would not refuse, and put the rope into the winch of his arm with one hand, and his arm went up, and immediately drove his whole body to fly up. Wait until Carson makes it to the top of the cliff. Throwing the rope down again, and going back and forth several times, it took no more than ten minutes for everyone to stand at the rear of the enemy camp.
Without using a helicopter or alarming anyone, they climbed to the top of a cliff at a height of hundreds of meters, without exsuming the physical strength of the personnel, and the speed was still so fast, which is the amazing effect brought by the new equipment. It provides conditions for many impossible tactics.
According to the scanning results of the "Saker" drone, this camp in Abu Sayyaf, with a total of 72 people, is one of the other party's nests, but it is not the most important nest. Otherwise, the garrison of armed personnel could not have been so small.
"Woo Woo ......"
Three "Little Falcon" drones quickly flew towards the camp opposite, and one of them flew around several towering sentry posts, scanning several armed men standing guard above, and then flew downward. The whole camp is not too small. However, there are a lot of lumber and cement bags piled up in many places, and it is not known what these terrorists are going to do.
But judging by the construction of the camp. It has to be said that these terrorists cannot be compared with their counterparts in the Middle East, whether it is the training level of the personnel or the equipment, they are more than weak, perhaps the Philippine military and police have never been able to threaten them, so that many people are very lax, loud and noisy hiding under the shed to play poker. I don't see anyone in charge.
The main purpose of the "Little Falcon" drone is to search the location of Balafis and at the same time transmit the details of the camp back. Originally, Eric and the others thought that it would take a little effort to really find the place where Balafis was being held, but their worries were obviously redundant.
In the entire southern group of islands. There are no less than 20 or so armed groups, and this is their core sphere of influence, and even the government army cannot see a shadow in normal times, so what do they have to worry about?
Even if the hostages can escape, where can the hostages escape to in the vast tropical jungle and sea?
And in nearly thirty years, it is true that not a single hostage has escaped from their hands. Even if the Americans were kidnapped, the US government still negotiated to meet the demands, but as for the rescue by force, it never really materialized, and it is understandable that this group of terrorists is so lax.
But their laxity at the moment simply provided a good opportunity for Eric's group of action teams.
Balafis was held in a separate bungalow, the door wide open, and the three armed men guarding him played local poker in the dim light of incandescent lamps, with scattered coins piled on the table.
The "Little Falcon" drone had a faint voice, and it flew in from behind them so openly that they didn't even notice it.
The size of the bungalow was about twenty square meters, and Balafis and the other two hostages were locked up in iron bars, resting and sleeping on the ground in a pile of hay, but there was no sign of abuse.
Eric, who was watching the screen in real time from a distance, sighed helplessly, he thought it would take some effort to know the location of the target, but he was vaguely disappointed that he succeeded so easily.
The level and quality of this group of militants is too poor, and it is a little better than that group of pirates.
"Leave two people here to answer and get the claw rope ready. The rest of me came with me. ”
It takes nearly ten minutes for seven people to go up and down with a claw rope, which is too time-consuming after the operation, and it is imperative to make a few more claw ropes in order to prevent rapid evacuation after the operation.
The five men approached the camp silently, and the camp made by the militants did not have the luxury of using reinforced concrete to build walls and lay high-voltage electricity, let alone searchlights shooting all the time, a simple barbed wire fence was arranged on the periphery of the camp.
It is enough to keep out unrelated people and beasts, but as for the elite of the operation against Eric, it is useless at all.
The barbed wire was cut out of a large hole for personnel to enter, leaving one person here to answer, and the remaining four people entered the camp, and under the monitoring of the drone at any time, they avoided the crowded place and came to the target position at the back.
There was a battered truck parked in the middle, surrounded by sandbags and piles of wood, and the three armed men hid in the shed, focused on a gamble on the table.
Suddenly, one of them staggered to his feet, greeted his companions, and prepared to go to the back to relieve his little hands and then return to continue the fight. It seems that because of some drinking, this man walks a little off, and his breath is full of some alcohol, which makes people worry about whether he will fall to the ground in the next moment.
Grunting and swearing, he walked to the back of the house, not caring if it was a toilet or not, the man pulled open his pants and spilled urine on the floor with ease and pleasure.
"Huh?"
It's just that this person just pulled up his pants, and when he turned around, he was stunned.
What is it?
Behind the pitch-black house, is a man standing behind him?
But why are your eyes flashing with a chilling red light?
When the moonlight came out of the dark clouds, the man's astonishment was instantly replaced by fear.
What is this?
The red eyes of a ferocious beast appeared on a metal triangular helmet, something he had never seen before, or even imagined.
Before he could shout, fear filled his body.
And he didn't have a chance to shout for help, and the whole person immediately went black and lost consciousness.
Easily twisting the man's neck, Eric heard the sound of Carson and the others "OK" in his ears, and it was obvious that the two militants over there were also dealt with one after another.
"Let's go, hurry up."
The three guards outside the door were taken care of, but that didn't mean there wouldn't be people outside. The possibility of discovery is still present at any time, and only by seizing the time to free the hostages as soon as possible can we be more reassured.
Rushing into the bungalow, Balafis was nervous all day, and he did not sleep very well, and woke up at the slightest movement. When I opened my eyes, I saw a few people wearing clothes they had never seen before, wearing strange triangular helmets and walking into the bungalow. (To be continued.) )