&It's a textbook urban anti-terrorist operation.&] Chang Wei walked up to Li Qufeng and said with a smile: "Brother Qufeng, when will you invite your special service team to guide our group of little rabbit cubs who are not convinced?" ”

Li Qufeng had no expression on his face, his eyes kept staring at the electronic display screen on the command car, and said: "Major General Chang, you are too modest, I will send a special service team to communicate with the elites of your military when I have time." ”

Chang Wei laughed and said, "Then it's decided." ”

Zhang Yiwu's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly.

Li Qufeng glanced at Zhang Yiwu, he naturally understood the reason why Zhang Yiwu was unhappy, the contradiction between the G9 and the National Security Headquarters has been a long time, although the G9 is nominally under the jurisdiction of the National Security, but in fact the G9 is an independent intelligence department. He said to Chang Wei: "Why didn't you see the vulture special combat team in this operation?" ”

Chang Wei said in a low voice: "The vulture was taken to work as a security officer. ”

Zhou Zihan drove all the way and rushed from the city center to the eastern suburbs in half an hour.

Fierce gunfire could be faintly heard from the village in the distance.

Chekov hid in a private house in the village, directing the terrorists' desperate counterattack. Chchikov was surrounded by professional terrorists who had been in the Taliban armed Chinese battalion in Afghanistan for a long time, and although they were surrounded this time, they were still stubbornly resisting.

East Islamic Movement in Aishan. After the death of Maihesumu, his influence declined sharply, and this terrorist attack was an opportunity for Chekov to integrate the East Turkestan Islamic Movement, as long as he could get out of it. He will inevitably ascend to the position of the supreme leader of ETIM. It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven.

Suddenly, a screeching phone rang.

Chekov picked up the phone. It was an unfamiliar phone number, and he thought about it for a long time and pressed the answer button.

There was a rustle of electricity in the earpiece, and breathing could be heard clearly, but the caller did not speak.

Chekov didn't speak first, just put the phone to his ear.

The two are competing for endurance.

&Huh. A sneer suddenly rang out on the phone.

Chekov was startled and shouted: "Who are you?" There was a kind of fear in his voice that could not be concealed.

The two terrorists looked back curiously. Even when Afghanistan was surrounded by American troops and ran out of ammunition, they never saw Chekov so panicked.

>> Can't you hear me? My closest comrade-in-arms, my most loyal deputy battalion commander. My dearest Chekov. It was a low, hoarse man's voice on the phone, and although there was no emotion in his tone, Chekov could feel the resentment from the bottom of his heart.

Chekov's eyes widened, how could he not hear this voice. But how is that possible? He exclaimed, "Aren't you already ......"

& I don't want to say. I'm already dead? The voice said, "Unfortunately, the Grim Reaper is not willing to take me in, and he feels that I should return to this world to fulfill that dream and establish the great Islamic State of East Turkestan." ”

Chekov finally understood that this time he had completely fallen into the trap of others, and that someone wanted to use this incident to eradicate his influence in the East Turkestan Islamic Movement. He was very unwilling. He said loudly: "Did you betray me?" ”

& Hah. The voice sneered, "It was in Pakistan." How can my whereabouts be known? You alone know my route. ”

Chekov shouted: "But you can't sacrifice so many loyal soldiers of Allah for nothing because of your personal grudges." ”

To the lost warriors, it is your honor to call Allah. The voice suddenly became religious, full of religious demagogy.

& Chekov became a little hysterical, but unfortunately the other party had already hung up the phone, leaving him no chance to vent at all. He slammed the phone to the ground, then stomped hard with his foot until it broke down into parts.

At this time, the battle situation was completely controlled by the anti-terrorist forces, and the terrorists on the periphery were basically cleaned up, leaving only some sporadic resistance.

The die is cast.

The people in the command car secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even Zhang Yiwu's facial muscles, who had been gloomy, were a little loose.

Li Qufeng's expression was still stern, and his brows were tightly locked.

Chang Wei asked in a low voice, "Brother Qu Feng, what are you worried about?" ”

Li Qufeng paused, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid there will be a repetition." ”

Before the words fell, two huge explosions were suddenly heard, "boom" and "boom", and two puffs of smoke rose in the village.

The police officers on guard on the perimeter were staggered by the sudden explosion and became a mess.

It turned out that two off-road vehicles loaded with explosives rushed out of the separate house and then detonated in the alleyway outside the house.

The violent explosion caused huge losses to the anti-terrorist forces surrounding the houses.

Desperate terrorists began to carry out suicide death attacks.

A Toyota Ranger took advantage of the chaos to break out of the encirclement and sped away outside the village.

No one expected that the terrorists would be so frustrated, and they were forced out of the border by the Toyota Ranger without noticing for a while.

Chekov sat in the passenger seat, holding an assault rifle and firing wildly out the window, and two policemen were hit by bullets and threw themselves to the ground.

The police immediately fought back, and the bullets hit the car with a crisp clang.

More than a dozen police cars lit up their police lights and sounded their sirens in hot pursuit.

Zhou Zihan drove a black Chevrolet SUV to meet him.

When Ling Feng judged that the people in the Toyota Rover were terrorists, Zhou Zihan had already reached out and started shooting at the Toyota Rover while driving.

The terrorists showed no weakness and also fired wildly at the black Chevrolet with guns.

Neither car had any intention of avoiding, and the front of the car was facing straight at the oncoming car.

Zhou Zihan's off-road vehicle has been modified, thickened steel plates, and equipped with tempered bulletproof glass, although the risk of collision between the two cars is very high, but he is not afraid, and he is determined to move forward, no matter what, he will not let the terrorists leave safely.

Ling Feng hurriedly pulled up his seat belt.

Soon, the two cars were only a few dozen meters apart, and Ling Feng could even see the hideous faces of the terrorists in the other party's cab.

A terrorist suddenly leaned out, carrying a lone rocket launcher on his shoulder, and pressed the fire button at the Chevrolet.

A rocket swooped in white smoke.

Zhou Zihan's eyes had narrowed into a dangerous pinhole.

Ling Feng looked at the oncoming rockets, and his mind went blank.

What a cheat!

There is a body of martial arts, but there is no place for it!

I have the intention to kill the enemy, but I can't return to the sky!

How fragile flesh and blood are in the face of modern weapons! (To be continued......)