The Mediterranean climate is still relatively dry, and the rugged mountains are full of bare rocks and loess, and there are many plants dotted on the slopes, and there are also some tenacious herbs that strive to bloom and fight for sunlight and water to find opportunities for themselves to thrive.

"Confirm the position of the fourth squadron, west of the village of Tahuli, 15 km, is moving towards the village! Two kilometers on the right, nineteen armed men were found in the woods composed of plane trees and olive trees, with AK-47s, RPG rockets and mortars, with black masks on their heads, and transport vehicles. ”

Lin Mo held up his binoculars and watched as a jeep and a truck drove along an arid dirt road, bringing up a cloud of yellow smoke and dust, and behind him, a fighter plane with almost the same swarthy style as the "Dragon General" stood silently on the top of the mountain.

What the high-powered telescope has just seen is nothing more than a small stumbling block.

After completing the delaying mission, Lin Mo flew the X-8 "Demon" Shape-Wing fighter through the Greater Caucasus Mountains, refueled over the Caspian Sea, and returned to the base to refill the ammunition.

Compared with the full load state during the first takeoff, the fighter was in a half-load state during the second take-off, and it also saved a lot of fuel relatively well.

"The fourth squadron received, began to share data links, snipers and grenades in reserve."

The leader of the fourth squadron happened to be in the convoy and heard Lin Mo's reconnaissance report and immediately made arrangements for the battle.

A pilot worked as a scout for him. It was really too extravagant, and Lin Mo's reconnaissance ability made the fourth squadron impressed.

"Okay, the 'Dragon Knight' keeps watching! 4th Squadron Stay Safe! ”

The "Dark Night" command center has always maintained three-way communication with high-orbit synchronous satellites, and one satellite is enough to cover one-third of the earth's surface area, and three satellites can form an unobstructed and unorganized communication network.

After the Fourth Squadron evacuated last night, it turned into five groups of men and horses to disperse, and Lin Mo was tracking the movement of the Fourth Squadron Leader at the moment, as long as he stood on the commanding heights in the mountains. It was easy to see the convoy of the fourth squadron leader moving through the rugged mountainous terrain.

As for the Turks, these hapless fellows later again dispatched more than thirty fighters to search the sky for a while.

The result?

After completing the task that delayed for half an hour, the "demonic" transformer-wing fighter that Shi Shiran left had already refueled over the Caspian Sea, and the Turks naturally found nothing, and even almost collided with fighters in the black-lit sky.

When they came to their senses, they found that there were corpses and traces of the terrible battle left on the battlefield, and the 4th Squadron and the Kurds had long since disappeared.

This time. Even the sky was already bright.

Lin Mo landed so openly in the Turkish mountains, and he also saw the darkness under the eyes of Turkey.

The Turks may have guessed that it might be a high-performance jet fighter playing tricks on themselves. Naturally, I won't be stupid enough to drive fighter jets all over the world. He could only send helicopter gunships everywhere to measure the map like a turtle crawling, which was extremely inefficient in Lin Mo's opinion.

Lin Mo's suggestion to escort the 4th Squadron was as expected to pay off, at least as soon as the Turkish gunships appeared within the radar scanning radius of the "Demon", the 4th Squadron would be the first to get the news, and even the other four groups were still shrouded in the coverage of the airborne radar.

Just like it is now. Lin Mo found a group of blind thieves for the captain of the four plus by the way, which was also an extra effort. The light weapons in the hands of those guys couldn't break through the defenses of the "Dragon Guard" at all.

As for the life and death of the Kurds, Lin Mo never took those cannon fodder to heart.

In the distance, there was a crackling sound like fried beans. There was still fire and smoke rising, and the fourth squadron had already exchanged hands with the armed men, and the snipers and grenades were enough to give the non-eyed guys a drink.

The exchange of fire soon stopped.

Lin Mo glanced at his watch.

In thirty-five seconds, nineteen people were all wiped out, and one in two seconds, the efficiency was not bad.

Through the radio, he could still hear the words of the leader of the fourth squadron commanding the cleanup of the scene and the destruction of the corpses, and those Kurds did not complain at all, and even worked more diligently than the soldiers of the fourth squadron.

"The camp met in the evening, I found a guide with the coordinates"

There is a secret contact point for Kurdish fighters in the village of Tahuli, and after following the leader of the Kurdish fighters into the village, the leader of the fourth squadron told Lin Mo a coordinate through the communication module of the "Dragon Guard".

The "dragon general" quickly pulled up the map and checked it, and it was a mountain more than two meters high, which was a stronghold of Kurdish armed groups.

Through satellite zooming, there is a relatively spacious platform halfway up the mountain, which can be used for helicopters to take off and land, but it is more suitable for the landing of aircraft with vertical take-off and landing capabilities, and Lin Mo's deformed wing fighter also happens to meet one of them.

The Kurds, who were following the leader of the fourth squadron, had already informed the stronghold by telegraph that Lin Mo could fly over now without any attack.

"Roger!" Lin Mo put down the binoculars, turned back and jumped on the fighter jet, and started the engine.

The X-8 "Demon" was lifted up by an auxiliary pulse-detonation engine and a vector spray tail, and it flew lightly off the ground and flew towards the mountain where the Kurdish armed group was based.

In the vast mountains, it may be difficult to find the nest of the Kurku armed groups without a special guide, and many positions are easy to defend and difficult to attack, so it has been difficult for the Turkish government to eliminate the Kurdistan Workers' Party and other armed groups.

It's similar to the mountainous north of Afghanistan, where many armed groups use the mountains as hiding places, giving government forces a headache.

The coordinates given by the leader of the fourth squadron are indeed the stronghold of Kurdish fighters, and the platform is actually just a gentle hillside, located at an altitude of 1,200 meters. The slope is not very large, and it has been trimmed a little, and it seems that a helicopter has landed, leaving some ground markings to assist in landing, and it is just enough to accommodate the landing of Lin Mo's shape-wing fighter.

Although they had greeted each other in advance, the Kurdish fighters in the stronghold were all frightened when they saw the jet fighters approaching for fear that Lin Mo would suddenly turn around. Attack and sweep the stronghold.

No one came out to greet him, and Lin Mo only saw a bunch of heavily guarded armed men hiding behind the bunker, obviously frightened.

It is understandable that these armed men are cautious, the combat effectiveness of the two sides is really incomparable, and it only takes a random rocket salvo to raze the stronghold.

It wasn't until the X-8 "Demon" Shape-Wing fighter turned off its engine that Lin Mo jumped out of the cockpit. Kurdish fighters in this stronghold breathed a sigh of relief. At least they knew that there was no threat to the pilots on the ground. If you still look like you are facing a great enemy, it will be a bit embarrassing and make the other party look down on you.

One of them, who looked like a leader, gestured and shouted at the others before everyone stepped out from behind the sandbag bunker and lowered their guns. That's when the alert is lifted.

What was that pilot wearing? It's so weird, I can't even see my face.

Although the opponent still has a combat pistol pinned to his waist. It was also used for self-defense, and it was rare to hear of pilots using it to attack actively. Under normal circumstances, it is clear that it can be distinguished from ordinary prisoners and get preferential treatment, if you take the initiative to fire, it is purely looking for death, as long as you are not a fool, everyone understands the value of pilots.

Until the blackened, reflective behemoth quieted down, Omar was still frightened, his mouth was dry and saliva, and his hand involuntarily clenched the AK-47 in his hand again, his knuckles were slightly white, which seemed to bring him some sense of security.

Even if you look at the big guy again, the invisible coercion will still come to you.

As the squadron leader of this stronghold, his psychological quality is better than those who can't make it, and then look at the guys who can't make it out of Kaha and Cherik, it's like a country bun, and they still want to touch that fighter, hell, can they touch it?

"Hey, you guys get away and don't get any near that plane, if I see someone's dirty paw prints on that plane, I'll chop off their claws with my own hands."

Unable to stand the humiliating behavior of his subordinates, Cherik couldn't help but yell, frightening those who wanted to see the Western scenery and quickly dismissed their ideas.

Not to mention them, even civilians from China, the United States and Russia will have an urge to walk up and touch a fighter jet at first glance, trying to touch it.

The language barrier was certain, but it didn't affect Obar's communication with Lin Mo, gesturing, and leading Lin Mo to a recessed mountain wall, where several tents were set up, with small stoves, hookahs, and wool carpets, which seemed to be a special place to receive distinguished guests.

In order to prevent the curiosity of those who kill the cats, Obar left four reliable henchmen next to the fighter jets, and guarded them to the death, one fighter is worth almost more than their entire stronghold, and if it breaks down, the PKK armed groups cannot afford to pay for it.

Lin Mo received a very warm reception, and waited for the fourth squadron leader to march slowly in the mountainous area until two o'clock in the morning, when the fourth squadron leader Zhang Zhenyu arrived with their vanguard force, and the other four fourth squadron soldiers would need tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to meet here one after another.

Zhang Zhenyu, the leader of the fourth squadron, who had just finished the task of stationing, pulled out a little girl from the pile of people under him and pushed it in front of Lin Mo, and said, "No! 'Dragon Knight', this is your trophy, I really don't know that you have such a special hobby? ”

"What?" Lin Mo was completely baffled, but when he moved his gaze to the tomboy-like girl who had changed into a Kurdish national costume and had fine blonde hair, he immediately blushed and thickened his neck like a chicken being pinched.

"Hey! Feed! I said, why did you bring me the bag! The dragon knight grabbed Lao Zhang angrily.

Why is she a girl? Why is she a girl?

One night the old hen turns into a duck, this is not scientific! ――

Haha, this is a pit, look at the words carefully, since the appearance of the teenager in the text, there has never been a "he" in the back! I don't know if there is such a careful book friend. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )