Having completely seized air supremacy in the theater of operations, maintaining electronic jamming and dropping EMP (ElectroMagnetic_Pulse, electromagnetic pulse) bombs to ensure safety, the rendezvous over Deir ez-Zor was very smooth.

After an epic air battle, just over the last stronghold of the Liberal Party, the F-34 "Silent Cat" from the United States and the British Alliance, the F-22 "Raptor" and MiG-44 "Snow Sculpture" from ALSA, the Su-50 "Tiger Eagle" / J-30 "Shenglong" of the Chinese and Soviet Army and the J-20 "Weilong" of the UNSA were all present. Not only did the Damascus army and the Mosul army on the ground be deeply inspired, but also Long Yun, who was standing in a palace-like mansion and had far more eyesight than ordinary people, was very excited.

Isn't it true that all the types of heavy fighters in the world would appear together in the skies over the battlefield and fight side by side for the same goal - such a scene, if it were not for a human catastrophe in the Middle East, I am afraid that it would not have been seen in any way!

Looking up at the sky, I saw all kinds of signal flares shining in the sky, and heavy stealth fighters patrolling over the city in the midst of fierce battles, announcing the victory of the meeting ceremony, which made Long Yun very fascinated.

Speaking of which, if he hadn't made a forced landing at Deir ez-Zor Air Base before, would he have been able to fly over the sky and fly high in the sky of the Liberal Party's lair, on behalf of all NATA comrades-in-arms who fought for the future and destiny of the Middle East and sacrificed their lives bravely, firing a red signal flare symbolizing heroic and unyielding faith?

As an "old" pilot of the 3rd_IHFS, the young man carrying the "four zero fires" looks at the sky from afar. Naturally, there are a lot of feelings. However, time did not allow him to delay any longer. Seeing that the general attack was about to end, he casually picked up a FN_FAL next to the corpse of the thug, hurriedly checked the magazine, the chamber of the gun, and the speed and slowness, and rushed forward with the old man with the glossy old man in front of the building.

At this moment, Deir ez-Zor, who had experienced fierce fighting for most of the day, the western slanting sunlight was no longer so bright, and rushed in from the main entrance of the building bombarded by the RPG, and Long Yun searched forward with both guns. His hands were still trembling slightly, but as far as his eyes could see, his consciousness swept away, and there was not a single enemy in the open and complex space.

Has the entire Liberal Party within the white walls been wiped out?

A little snooping of consciousness shows that this is not the case, and the consciousness activities of "Haraf" are very close, and there are several rebels around them.

Realizing that the goal was close at hand, the young man slowed down and concentrated on moving forward step by step.

In this large building space where the cold wind swept everywhere and the pieces of paper flew and fluttered, the sunlight shone obliquely on the ground through a high window. A faint trace of air dust could be seen in the pillar of light, in this somewhat bizarre space with the sound of guns and cannons. The young man was highly nervous, the FN_FAL in his hand was always pointing at the focus of his gaze, he was always on the alert for the movement of enemy soldiers in the hall in front of him, and made sure that no "puppet" could threaten him, before crouching down on the edge of a marble fountain and starting to shoot.

"Bang-bang-" A few gunshots rang out, and in an instant, the echo in the huge space was stirring, and Long Yun, who continuously pulled the trigger, did not hesitate at all, he almost ran out of magazines, and drove several clusters of dense bullet holes in the white partition wall in front of him.

The sound stopped for a while, and the miserable howl of the person who was shot could be heard in his ears, and after a slight recognition, the young man once again pulled the trigger to replenish the gun, and shot the last rebel who was crawling and struggling on the ground, he stood still and took a deep breath before trying to transmit a message of consciousness, and at the same time took out a twenty-round magazine filled with 7.62NATO rounds, and weighed it in his hand a few times:

- How, since all the "mortals" are dead, don't you come out to meet?

- But, damn! If you have the ability, rush in, the gun in my hand is not a toy!

——……？

Finally took care of all the miscellaneous soldiers, and the consciousness snooped and pointed out that "Harrif" was standing in the open hall across the door, and seemed to be trembling a little, but the consciousness activity of returning made Long Yun a little surprised, this indifferent and sinister superpower, how could his current tone be like a street hooligan?

Hmph, that's fine, what about a hard mouth!

Realizing that "Harif" was also holding a gun at the hall door, Long Yun certainly wouldn't risk rushing up to hit it, he took out a flashbang from the satchel he hadn't used before, and the conscious defense technique in his mind suddenly arose, and after quietly touching the sturdy doorpost on the side of the hall door, he reached out and gently pushed the door open a crack with his FN_FAL.

As soon as the hall door moved, the "Harif" inside really opened fire like a nervous nervousness, and a "da-da-" sound resounded inside and outside the hall, and there was suddenly a transparent hole on the white-lacquered wooden door.

At the same time, the flashbang in the young man's hand bounced off the loop, and rolled into the door, and after a short delay, there was a sound of "bang-", and a low hiss immediately came from his ears, and Long Yun, who was full of superpowers, instantly confirmed that "Harif" had been hit, and at this time he was mostly rolling on the ground with his eyes covered, but he didn't dare to be careless at all, got up and flashed into the hall through the crack in the door, and immediately pointed his gun in the direction of "Harif":

"Don't move! - If you don't want to die, raise your hands! ”

"Ahh......h

Unlike the smoke bombs that obscure the vision, the power of the flash bomb is released in an instant, when the hall is still filled with the smell of metal burning, but the view is still good.

There was no need to use the hole and the crosshair, Long Yun directly aimed the rifle at the white-robed figure on the ground, and waited until the dazed shouting "Harif" slowly straightened up, and the cloudy eyes that still couldn't see the scene clearly looked at the young man who rushed in.

With a thin figure, a beard, and a dirty tattered white robe, this person ......

This man, printed clearly in the newspaper, if he remembers correctly...... Isn't it the "No. 1 war criminal"?

Abdul Rahman, the leader of the Syrian Liberal Party, was standing in front of Long Yun with a frightened face at this time, with a black G36C hanging from his hand, which surprised Long Yun after a difficult pursuit, and his first reaction was "'Harif' is hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity"; However, the snooping of consciousness was launched, and he told him that there was no one alive around him except for himself, the "No. 1 war criminal", and the Mosul army who had come over him, and he held the gun tightly and aimed it at Rahman's nervous face, but for a moment he was very confused, and he did not know what was going on.

"Haraf", a senior member of the Liberal Party and a mysterious conspirator with superpowers, suddenly disappeared without a trace?

Pointing at the white-robed man with FN_FAL in his hand, his uncertain eyes and conscious snooping, Abdul Rahman in front of him was thinking well, and soon let Long Yun grasp the clue.

- Hmph, hehe, hahaha! …… Poor man, you're really sluggish, but it doesn't matter anymore anyway, haha!

- W-what?

Although he received Rahman's message, he felt that it was too nonsense, and Long Yun was stunned for a moment before he remembered, indeed, from the time he encountered the superpower to the present, this guy has never personally admitted that he is a "Haraf".

So did you misunderstand, but ......

Something seems wrong?

His mind was racing rapidly, his eyes were staring at the white-robed man in front of him, and Long Yun was wary of what tricks this "kind" was playing, but he also felt a faint incongruity.

As a result of the snooping of consciousness, the position of the superman clearly points to Abdul Rahman, the ambitious figure who single-handedly ignited the Syrian civil war, and seems to be worthy of the "superpower"; However, even so, Long Yun was always suspicious, he couldn't tell what was wrong with the whole thing, but deep down there were always doubts surging in his heart, this person, his actions were clearly very abnormal, so ......

The cold wind was still blowing, the dust was flying, and in the middle of the hall where the sun was shining, the young man with the gun and the white-robed man who was pointed at the gun confronted each other quietly, and the shadowless and invisible consciousness senses were almost suspended.

After a fierce battle, he finally met a superpower person like himself face to face, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but at this moment, Long Yun didn't know where to start, the soldiers around him who were shouting and attacking were approaching, but he was all deaf and stunned.

Superpowers, this person......

No, I should say what all this qiē is all about......

Stunned and in contemplation, Long Yun, who was based on the gun, stood still for a while, and was pointed at his head by the muzzle of the black hole, and the arrogant Abdul Rahman seemed to finally feel a trace of fear; The two of them confronted each other silently until the distant gunshots and explosions got closer and closer, until the boots slammed against the white wooden door.

The gate "clanged" opened, and the gray-green figures who rushed in with cold wind and sand shouted loudly, and the rapidly advancing Iraqis were the first to attack the center of Deir ez-Zor, rushing into the vast white courtyard.

Rushing into the depths of the building with high momentum, when he saw the situation in the hall clearly, he saw a young man in a Mosul military uniform pointing a gun at the white-robed man, and the soldiers immediately picked up their AK-12s and aimed at the dirty white figure like Long Yun, and then someone recognized the identity of the "leader".

"Ra, Rahman?!

- This bastard, we've finally caught him! ”

Seeing that the wolf man in a ragged white robe standing in the center of the hall turned out to be Abdul Rahman, the sinner who had poisoned the land of the Middle East was finally caught, and the soldiers were naturally overwhelmed. (To be continued......)