"The superiors informed us to continue rushing to the pick-up location, and they have already sent a team from the fourth squadron to set off to search for the 'Dragon Knight' after handing us over at the pick-up location."

After Fang finished receiving the news, he read it out loud.

"That's it! It's okay too. Squadron Leader Huang De and Squadron Leader Han Xiaoren exchanged opinions and nodded, the fourth squadron of "Dark Night" can be said to be the most distinctive among the squadrons. [.81zw]

If it is seen by uninformed outsiders, it is very likely that it will be thought that it is a foreign army, many of them are almost not black-haired and yellow-skinned East Asians, but are a small number of famous warriors who are more similar to foreigners, basically from the northwest and northeast regions of China, there are Uygurs, Russians, Uzbeks and Tatars, from the ancestors of the three generations are living in China, in addition to their native language, they can also speak Chinese, and their living habits are no different from the local Han or other ethnic minorities, and they are all authentic Chinese nationals.

This is also due to China's policy of multi-ethnic unity, which in this respect is somewhat similar to the United States, a country made up of European and African immigrants.

These carefully selected fighters are usually responsible for combat missions outside the territory or special covert operations, which is somewhat similar to that of the Foreign Affairs Division, but more of a combat mission.

The only difference is that China is the result of natural migrations or intermarriages accumulated over history, and even the descendants of the European Crusades, so loyalty and identity are relatively more reliable.

Like many special forces, even if they are sacrificed, they will not recognize their true identity, and the country will not publicly recognize it, at this point, many soldiers have the same consciousness, and the treatment in peacetime is also quite generous, which is many times higher than that of ordinary troops-

"In this hellish place! I really don't know if Captain Lin is in danger!" Captain Huang De has the best relationship with Lin Mo, and several of his soldiers are also unfamiliar with Lin Mo, and he is also the one who is most worried about Lin Mo.

Not only him, but the other warriors were also worried, "Dark Night" is a group of warriors, and everyone is an indispensable member of this group, because the relationship between them is more iron than ordinary troops.

"It's going to be fine, you don't know Captain Lin's skills, no matter what kind of bandit hits him, it's already thankful that he doesn't go to trouble others, Lao Mei's elite troops wearing 'Future Warriors' haven't been stripped naked by Captain Lin."

Squadron Leader Han Xiaoren has long heard of Lin Mo's deeds, this Captain Lin really can't be regarded as an ordinary pilot, he thinks that those who can come to the "dark night" are basically the king of soldiers, and even the cooking team in the canteen is like a god, and the king of soldiers will be afraid of a few little bandits?!

If it is easy for people to clean it up, then what qualifications do they have to be called the king of soldiers.

"That's what you said, I hope Lao Zhang's Fourth Squadron can get Captain Lin back as soon as possible, there's nothing to stay in this place where birds don't." Squadron Leader Huang De "touched" and "touched" his head, but still listened to Squadron Leader Han Xiaoren's opinion.

"Attention all! Arrive at the camp before dark!' Tian Ji', you are responsible for finding the supply point, the others are staring at the point, if you see Captain Lin, report it quickly. ”

Squadron Leader Huang De is reluctant to stay here for a long time, they only eliminated a stronghold of East Turkistans, which does not mean that all East Turkistan elements have been eliminated, and in the wilderness, the speed of the two squadrons with non-combatants is also greatly affected, and they must be on guard against the East Turkistan elements who do not know when they appeared, or local armed forces, and sometimes the nomadic tribes will also make a cameo appearance as part-time bandits.

After the two squadrons were combined, they were under unified command, and the two squadron leaders discussed, Huang De was responsible for issuing orders, and all personnel obeyed the orders.

"Finally found it!"

Lin Mo climbed the cliff nearly two hundred meters high with his bare hands, and according to the direction of his memory and the guidance of the gold dragon to the metal, he finally found the place where the J-10 fell, and countless metal fragments were scattered within a radius of nearly five square kilometers.

Lin Mo found the location of the engine, the single-engine AL-31FN engine was no longer in its original shape, and the torn metal exterior could only be faintly seen in the shape of black paste, he found the black box, pulled it out vigorously, and then began to destroy the accessories that might leave technical information, including the radar system and data storage.

If the gold-based dragon devours all the wreckage, it is obviously not too possible, but eating some important components can also play a certain role in technical secrecy.

At this time, the stealing of the gold dragon became the righteousness of Tianjin, Lin Mo smashed the important equipment to the shelf, and the gold dragon was scurrying around while devouring a part of the important core, and the one that could not be swallowed was directly twisted into powder, one person and one dragon, and the invisible intentional organization did technical reverse deduction caused considerable difficulty.

Put the black box into the life-saving backpack, remove some metal devices from the body, and let the gold coin be processed a little, although this dragon does not deal with Lin Mo on some issues, but there is absolutely no problem in terms of reputation, eat and work Tianjin Diyi, for Lin Mo's needs, the gold dragon is not lazy at all, and even does more "colorful" than required.

Lin Mo has an arm shield and a long sword in his hand, although the shape looks a little strange, at least it is a complete set of cold weapons, the shield is strong and lightweight, the sword is hard and sharp, and the quality of the things dismantled from the fighter is absolutely passable.

There are thousands of parts in a fighter jet, and it is relatively easy to find some parts with similar shapes to process.

Even Lin Mo made up a set of full-body armor for himself, and the external materials of the aluminum alloy body were processed into corresponding parts, folded and bent, cut and cut or something, if you don't use the metal fusion talent of the gold dragon, you can do it purely with physical power, and the power of the dragon knight plus the variety of tools of the gold dragon is not too difficult.

When the next day dawned, Lin Mo had changed from an air knight to a heavily armed marine warrior, after the bullet was "shot", there was only one pistol for self-defense in the life-saving equipment, in this area infested by militants, Lin Mo did not hesitate to choose his most familiar appearance in another world.

What is a strong man who can fight ten people or a hundred people, when he encounters the tactics of crowds, he will still be killed by miscellaneous soldiers like cannon fodder, in the soldiers of the Tessie Empire and the Silan Empire, this kind of scene of high-level soldiers being piled up to death is piled up alive and dead, Lin Mo has seen it more than once, even if it is a giant dragon, he has to retreat in front of the crazy human soldiers.

On the surface of the armor, some rough patterns are carved with umbrella knives, although it is not a new one-piece creation, and the details are also somewhat harmonious and slightly rough, but it gives people a strange beauty, after all, it is handmade, but it looks no different from a real cold weapon warrior.

From the perspective of modern people, this is a good set of handicrafts, even so, no one can imagine that these are actually from a J-10 fighter, even if the comrades in the "dark night" brigade see it, they have to admire the five-body projection.

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At least when facing a pistol, there is some defense on the body.

When the sun was rising, a samurai covered in silver-white armor carried a backpack and a giant sword and strode forward.

Deep in the 1,600-kilometre-long Hindu Kush Mountains, unknown wildflowers and weeds grow on the slopes near a stream, dotting the desolate mountain landscape with a bit of life.

Two heavily worn tires slammed into the shallow stream, followed by two equally old tires, making an even bigger splash, and a rusty, Soviet-made Gaz truck squeezed the stream, spewing black smoke, and rushing to the other side of the stream with a piercing roar.

Something made in the former Soviet Union, although stupid and stupid, and has a lot of fuel consumption, is indeed durable, and the horsepower is strong, and it does not look weak in the slightest in such a mountainous area.

The shallow stream that could only barely reach half of the calf could not stop more vehicles from following behind, and there were also large trucks that also seemed to have been many years behind, and various other cars followed the convoy, and even a few tractors, and the towing team pulled out a long queue of nearly a kilometer.

The two dozen or so Gaz trucks, which make up the main means of transport in the convoy, are not only loaded with fuel and household items, but also people and livestock, and appear to be a tribal contingent on the move, or more like a refugee contingent.

There were also a handful of motocross bikes in the team, occasionally climbing the hill to occupy the high ground and guarding, and without exception, the motorcyclists were carrying weapons, AK-47s, or RPG rockets.

Except for a broken radio that was constantly making noise and not having a good signal, and some radio programs could barely be heard, only a few people whispered in a low voice, ignorant young children did not cry, and most of them sat in the car and fell asleep, or leaned on each other with blank eyes, not knowing what to think.

Suddenly, in the direction of the procession, fierce gunfire was heard in the distance, and it seemed to be very sudden.

The marching team quickly stopped, all the engines went out, the noise of the engines was gone, even the rambling radio was silent, and the whole team fell silent almost at the same time.

The young men with guns on several large trucks in front of and behind the team jumped out of the cars one after another, pulled their guns and chains, shouted their names to each other, and ran around to seize the advantageous terrain.