Chapter 855: The Puppet at the Checkpoint

The wilderness battlefield that was still noisy just now became a corpse lying sideways in the blink of an eye, stepping past the blood-spattered barren grass, and the cold wind blew a trace of blood.

As he walked, he looked sideways at these bodies that were still alive and kicking a moment ago, but now they were lifeless, and the young pilot's face did not show a trace of pity, if it wasn't for his superpowers, then the person who was now escorted and abused, or even strung on the spot, would be himself.

"Either you die, or I live", what is the reason to talk on the battlefield, bullets are the only common language!

Holding the assault rifle forward, he briefly squatted down and pulled out a few spare magazines from the corpse that was still warm, Long Yun quite neatly held down the card shoot and pulled out the old magazine, weighed the weight in his hand, and then threw away the magazine with nearly ten rounds with a wave of his hand, and replaced it with a new one.

For the next hijacking and escape operation, the TAR-21 "Tavor", which is easy to hold with one hand, is naturally much better than the Beretta pistol.

In the cold wind of hunting, walking through the messy battlefield and stepping on the dirt road, Long Yun, who was carrying a gun, approached the clay sculpture of the Liberal lieutenant step by step, he tilted his head and looked at this out-of-body guy for a few seconds, like a butcher looking at the meat animals to be slaughtered for a moment, and then gently licked his chapped lips, with a hint of indifference in his tone:

"Aziz Said; I've been in a daze, are you playing dead here? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦οΌβ€

Seeing the murderous NATA pilot coming from a distance, Said, who did not obey his hands and feet, was choked by fear, and at this time he could only move his throat slightly, but he could not speak; Unexpectedly, the visitor knew his name, and the lieutenant's eyes full of horror rolled slightly. It's like a poor creature stared at by a beast:

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Uh, uh. ”

"Sue me. How far is this from the front line of government forces?

- Oh, and,"

As he spoke, he didn't need the other party to open his mouth to know the answer, Long Yun's eyebrows raised slightly, he felt that it was okay to drive directly across the line of fire from here, so he raised his hand and pointed to the radio station in the car, "Report the situation to your superiors once; Sue sΓΉ them. The situation here is normal. ”

……

After a short but brutal encounter in which more than a dozen Syrian Liberals were killed, the NATA pilot, armed with a Tavor rifle in his arms, got into a Renault SUV driven by a "prisoner of war" and drove west along a rugged sun-drenched dirt road, through uninhabited areas to the Syrian government-controlled area.

In the sparsely populated and war-torn southeastern region of Syria, neither the Damascus regime nor the Liberal rebels could be fortified everywhere. It wasn't until he approached a Syrian government position and saw a checkpoint on the road from a distance that Long Yun asked the Liberal lieutenant, who was trembling along the way, to stop at the corner of the road.

Pull open the door and jump to the ground. Seeing that there was no danger around, Long Yun waved the assault rifle in his hand to let Said get out of the car, and took off his coat, fleece jacket and warm shirt in the cold wind.

Seeing that this bearded guy was also a faded and gray olive green autumn coat on his body, Long Yun knew that the idea of finding a piece of white cloth to serve as a flag was soaked in the soup, he glared at the lieutenant angrily, and scared this confused unlucky guy to the point of trembling, this murderous and unblinking NATA maniac, is he going to shoot himself on the spot here?

Before they were shot, they had to strip people of their clothes, and when supplies were scarce, their Liberals did not do less, just to prevent blood from staining their clothes; However, seeing that the Iraqi hired pilot in front of him was quite good, Said glanced at it a few times with a few cowers, and it didn't look like it, maybe he just wanted to play a trick on himself, anyway, he was still a Liberal army lieutenant, and that "what what convention" didn't say-

β€œHey_fishοΌ› listen, now_there_is_some_hard_labor_waiting_for_you (feed the rookie; Listen, there's a chore for you to do now),"

There was no need to observe the words and looks, Long Yun, who had a glimpse of the lieutenant's thoughts, sneered, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he only wanted to get out of the Liberal Party-controlled area as soon as possible, but at this time, he didn't have much heart to make fun of people, he instructed the Liberal Party officer in English with a bit of curly tongue:

"Do you see the checkpoint ahead?

- Yes, absolutely! I said, what kind of eyes are you, don't you want to go? ”

"Uh...... I-I-"

Facing the muzzle of the "Tavor" gun that was wandering in front of him and seemed to be spraying tongues of fire at any time, Aziz Said, who was sweating in the cold wind, squeezed out a little sound with great difficulty, of course he knew how dangerous it was to run over and surrender to the government forces, but now it seemed that maybe it was even more terrible to face this murderous guy?

Knowing the lieutenant's thinking activities clearly, knowing that staying here for one more minute would be more dangerous, Long Yun didn't have the patience to wait for this person to accumulate courage, and as soon as he launched a slight consciousness infiltration, he temporarily turned the timid Said into a puppet soldier with confused eyes; In order to listen to the conversation between this person and the government army, Long Yun also grabbed two walkie-talkies from the car, unscrewed one of them, stuffed it into the guy's jacket pocket, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Go ahead! Raise your hands high, don't play any tricks; I'm not bad at marksmanship, just think about what happened to your miscellaneous soldiers. ”

……

After landing, a slaughter-like battle was fought, and the Liberal army vehicle was hijacked and driven west to the city of Sukhna, and Long Yun's battlefield adventure ended before sunset.

After checking his documents and receiving feedback from the front-line troops that it was indeed confirmed that a Su-27 fighter plane had crashed in the eastern suburbs of Sukhna, he was taken to the headquarters of the 3rd Independent Battalion of the Syrian Revolutionary Guard Corps in the city of Sukhna; Cross-examined by a commander who knew a little Russian, the dark-skinned major with a beard clearly had a good opinion of NATA and the New Iraqi Party, after all, they were originally the same party in power, and he boldly ordered his adjutant to go to dinner with the friendly pilot who had fallen from the sky.

So, in the two-story house that was used as a canteen, Long Yun, who was sitting at the table and munching, physically and mentally exhausted, did feel quite relaxed, and he even rarely had a kind of resistance to the fierce battle in the sky, probably because he had just gone through a high-intensity battle and was shot down by the enemy?

Speaking of which, today's combat operations are really not smooth at all.

First he lost the mysterious "giant fighter", and then he encountered the attack plane of the combined European Community - if it weren't for the huge disparity in power between us and the enemy, he would not have been knocked down and lost his plane again, would he?

Complicated thoughts churned in his mind for a while, and soon they were all stirred into a mess, Long Yun simply stuffed his head and didn't think about it, he really realized once again that after a long period of fierce battles in the sky, and still fighting against strong enemies in two war-torn worlds one after another, now he really needs some time to rest and adjust, in order to recover his minimum combat effectiveness and thinking ability.

But then again, now that he has escaped to Damascus, will he still have time to rest and adjust?

Thinking about where to go next, Long Yun asked the government army major who was sitting across the wooden table and was tearing bread with his hands at this time, what he should do next, and he got a reply:

"Oh, needless to say, of course, return to the combat unit as soon as possible, I think your comrades-in-arms must be worried! I have asked the adjutant to contact the new party allies in the east to inform you of the situation; If not, send a message to the diplomats in Damascus. ”

"Ah, that's great, thank you so much!"

After saying this, Long Yun also felt that he should leave as much as possible, and he suddenly remembered a very important thing, that is, "these two days are the time to call the country and report safety to his lover".

Since coming to Iraq on a secret mission, due to the lack of means of communication, Long Yun can only maintain a basic weekly contact frequency, and the last call was six days ago. Now, it's time to contact him again, but he is sitting in a building in a small Syrian town, and he doesn't have a tablet with him for encrypted communication, so he can't pretend that he is in Pakistan to talk to his lover.

Suddenly thinking of this tricky question, thinking about Su Xue's worried appearance, Long Yun immediately became a little anxious, it was best for him to quickly try to get out of here and return to the Scharqat Fort base:

"Then, Mr. Major, do you see when I will be able to depart, to return to Fort Sharqat in Iraq, from Sukh...... Are there any shortcuts here in Sukhna? ”

"- Shortcut, how can this be!"

Contrary to Long Yun, who was full of anticipation, when he mentioned "returning through the battle line", the major who took off his military hat tapped his fingers on the table with a little embarrassment, "Mr. 'Red Dragon' of NATA, you must know that the rebels in our country are very active now, and we have entered the battlefield by walking twenty kilometers east from here;

All in all, the front line of Sukhna and Kudem is a front-line battlefield, and if you go inside, it is all lawless Liberal rebel-controlled areas; It's not that we Syrians don't cooperate strongly, it's just that manpower is really tight right now, and it's impossible for a small force to safely escort you to the liberated areas of Iraq. (To be continued......)