Carrying out such an adventurous mission in a war zone, if you don't have superpowers, I'm afraid it's impossible to complete it smoothly.

Since Damascus's offensive will be launched before dawn tomorrow, it is natural to seize the time to rest now, and Long Yun also reminded himself not to cross when he lay down in the hotel room, otherwise so many threads will be executed concurrently in his mind, which will really make him a little schizophrenic.

At noon that day, he slept for an hour in a temporary hotel, and Long Yun was not idle throughout the afternoon, and he, together with his newfound intelligence officer Imran, and two government soldiers, went to the station of the reconnaissance company of the independent battalion battalion, and inspected the weapons and equipment needed for the special operation in a dilapidated car garage.

In Syria, where there is a lot of war and a shortage of materials, seeing Imran's coordinated operational equipment in the garage really opened his eyes.

Pulling open the door of the desert yellow camouflage-painted "Humvee" car, he leaned over to take a look at the spacious driver's seat, and then tried on the side of the sand-gray military uniform with a very fashionable style but only ordinary quality, picked up the TAR-21 rifle and MG36 light machine gun and compared it a few times, saw a companion calibrating the mechanical sights on the firearm, and thought to himself that these equipment looked to have obvious traces of use, and all of them were captured by government forces from the Liberal Party.

Looking back at yesterday's checkpoint of the Syrian government army and later after entering Sukhna, it is indeed difficult for the Damascus regime led by Bashar al-Assad to provide the army with sophisticated equipment, and the government soldiers even have a lot of old AK-74s and "Bayi bars" in their hands; The vehicles were also uneven, and the armed pickups and wheeled chariots in Sukhna were all in tatters with little fuel - but it was such an army that could withstand the arrogant Liberal forces. If it weren't for the sky-shaped shì being in danger, losing air supremacy and falling into passivity. Maybe they have the ability to regain the whole country and drive all the rebels to Iraq?

Of course. The preparation of documents is a little more complicated than the easily seized vehicles, weapons and uniforms, which are not difficult for the intelligence officer Imran, who still spends most of their time planning combat operations.

The nature of the mission of carrying out a single vehicle deep into enemy-occupied territory and escorting NATA pilots to the liberated areas of Iraq is different from that of ordinary infiltration operations, and the danger and unknowns are very high.

"Mr. 'Red Dragon', in fact, if you can choose a strategy. I would prefer that we all disguise ourselves as ordinary civilians and enter the liberated areas in a low-key manner. What do you think? ”

Faced with the escort target of this mission, who was also the commander-in-operation designated by the major, Imran, who was sharp-eyed, did not hide it, but put forward his opinions very frankly, and he really did not understand the intentions of the pilot of the Iraqi New Party. After all, it is a complete adventure to disguise yourself as a Liberal soldier to carry out a mission, and if the enemy finds out, not to mention what will happen to the brutal Liberal Party, the Geneva Conventions alone do not protect combatants who wear enemy uniforms and conceal their identities is naturally a gamble of more luck than luck.

As a seasoned reconnaissance company intelligence officer, Imran Alayi certainly doesn't shy away from such missions. "Not tired of cheating" on the battlefield is the minimum requirement, and he has disguised himself as a member of the Liberal Party more than once before.

But today's task. Since it is to escort the pilots back to the liberated areas, is it too risky and unnecessary to do so?

Long Yun was a little confused about the intelligence officer's doubts at first, why didn't he come up with such a way before, using an unobtrusive civilian identity to hide people's eyes, but he had to disguise himself as a Liberal fighter to cross the line of fire?

However, after regretting it, he tilted his head and continued to think for a while, and he realized that this choice seemed risky, but in fact, it was more secure. After all, if you pretend to be a civilian, you can't drive through the battle line in a car, and you can't blatantly carry weapons, so it's good not to run into things, but once you run into rebel soldiers, they won't even have a chance to shoot, and they will be killed, which is really worthless.

As for the team's actions after crossing the firefight area, Long Yun certainly couldn't tell his companions about the plan of "relying on superpowers as if entering a no-man's land", he only emphasized the danger of disguising himself as a civilian.

Now that the commander had spoken, his subordinates naturally would no longer question it, and Imran asked the two soldiers to continue to prepare for the operation, and then together with Long Yun to determine the plan of action against the map. Due to the principle of secrecy, it is of course impossible for them to know the offensive deployment of the government army now, but Long Yun had already obtained enough information with his conscious snooping, and he stretched out his finger and gestured on the map to tell the intelligence officers that they should arrive at the road checkpoint on the outskirts of Sukhna before dawn, wait for the attack to be launched, and then follow the road all the way to the east, looking for the place where the government army and the rebels came into contact with the decisive advance, blending in with the hastily retreating Liberal Party forces.

After infiltrating the Liberal-occupied territory, they need to hide their identities as much as possible and continue eastward, avoiding Deir ez-Zor, which will become the main battleground, with the goal of reaching the small border town of Mayadin in the east of Syria near the border. If the ground offensive of the Iraqi New Party also arrives there, then Long Yun can return to the liberated areas along the way, and the other members of the special operations team can do it cheaply, and they can go back the same way, or they can make a detour through Iraq, Iran, Saudi Arabia, and other countries, and return all the way back to Syria.

Such a special operations mission, the situation will be naturally complicated, it is impossible to consider all possibilities in advance, this intelligence officer Imran is of course very clear, but he still thinks that the NATA pilot's plan is basically feasible, and the next thing is to see if he can cross the line of fire along the way and whether the improvisation along the way is appropriate.

Since it was decided to be in place before dawn, it was time to rest early, and after confirming the plan, the intelligence officer reminded Long Yun to rest early and meet by a highway checkpoint in the eastern part of Sukhna city by three o'clock tomorrow morning.

"Also, Mr. 'Red Dragon', if you need to practice shooting with a weapon, you can do so at the range here."

"Yes, Imran; Of course, it is best to hope that we will shoot as little as possible in this operation and quietly cross the occupied territory. ”

For the special care of the intelligence officer, of course Long Yun happily obeyed, to be honest, his current level of light weapons use can only be said to be okay, his identity in the real world and the parallel world is a pilot, he really has no chance to practice shooting, and the next battle will definitely not be as easy as the encounter after the fall, so anyway, it is still necessary to practice marksmanship.

After a trip to the headquarters, confirming operational equipment and practicing small arms shooting, the whole day flew by.

In the evening of this day, he returned to the hotel a little sleepy as yesterday, Long Yun knew that he had better hurry up and go to bed, otherwise he would go on a mission at three o'clock the next morning, and if he was still sleepy-eyed, he would not take his life seriously.

Hurrying back to rest, Long Yun met an unexpected visitor at the hotel.

After having dinner in a hurry, he left the cafeteria and went straight to the hotel to get ready for sleep, but Long Yun learned at the humble hotel front desk that a gentleman had asked about his whereabouts before and was now waiting in the lounge on the first floor.

Confused by this kind of news, Long Yun thought to himself what relatives and friends he would have here, how could such a visitor suddenly appear?

Doubts are doubts, and when he really walked into the lounge and saw a middle-aged man sitting on a chair, the snooping of consciousness made Long Yun enter a vague state of memory, he felt that this person was quite familiar, but for a while he didn't know where this man with medium stature and sharp eyes came from. It wasn't until the visitor got up from the couch and introduced himself by name that Long Yun patted his head in realization, and he remembered who this SRAF pilot was.

Jihad El Fasher, the number one ace of the Syrian Revolutionary Air Force, and the Syrian Air Force Lieutenant Colonel with more than 10 combat records, how did this "Damascus Eagle" get here?

"Ah, hello, Mr. 'Red Dragon'!"

As a SRAF pilot, he was wearing a very ordinary casual clothes, and Jihad Farsher, who saw Long Yun coming over, stood up from his chair and stretched out his hand to the NATA pilot with a surprised face, "As a comrade-in-arms who crossed the border, a friend from the 'Nata' Independent Third Squadron, I have heard of you, your combat quality and will are very admirable. ”

"Ah—hello, Lieutenant Colonel Farsher, what a prize."

Hearing the warm greeting of SRAF's ace, although Long Yun was still surprised, he also reached out in time to shake Fasher's hand, he reached out and asked Mr. Lieutenant Colonel to sit down, and he also sat down on the creaky rattan chair, and asked if he wanted something to drink.

In Sukhna, he saw the number one ace of the Syrian Revolutionary Air Force, which is famous in the Middle East, but it is not clear why Jihad Fasher left the front line and appeared here, Long Yun was greeting the lieutenant colonel for a while, but he did not stop thinking about it in his mind, but this kind of thing is easy to solve with consciousness snooping, and the conversation between the two began, which soon let him know some general situation.

No wonder, the number one trump card of the revolutionary air force appeared in Sukhna at this time, there is actually some helplessness, in addition to hearing the news that the pilots of the Iraqi New Party are here, Lieutenant Colonel Jihad El Fasher has been protected because of his outstanding achievements, and at the moment of the tense civil war, Damascus has almost completely lost the Syrian sky, and at this time the choice to preserve strength, especially the number one trump card with a reputation, although it is really a bit discouraging, it can be regarded as a realistic choice to avoid the edge temporarily. (To be continued......)