Unlike the high-alert situation when he had just entered the war zone, Imran, who was an intelligence officer in the reconnaissance battalion, was actually very aware that the secret operation he was now participating in was not the murderous Liberal forces, but the ubiquitous leakage of information - in turn, if the operation did not run into trouble at the beginning, it probably meant that the rebels did not know their movements, and a humble "Humvee" crossed the line of fire into the rebel-occupied area. This kind of thing is actually quite easy to do under the cover of a crescent moon night and a ground offensive.

Regarding the current situation, although he did not have as much experience as Imran, Long Yun understood this through guò consciousness, so his spirit gradually relaxed a little, anyway, now there is nothing else to do except rush silently, and the two began to talk in the off-road compartment.

With a slow Syrian dialect on one side and the official Arabic language stumbling on the other, the conversation between the two sounds like a lame performance in a foreign Chinese class.

Of course, because of the assistance of superpowers, Long Yun's worrying foreign language situation did not affect the communication between the two.

From the conversation, he learned about Imran's professional habits, a young man with a keen sense of smell who was particularly attentive to the outside world: just a few hours before the operation, the intelligence officer had taken a little time to watch the television and learn about the YF-23 arms scandal that had caused the world to boil. Knowing that Mr. "Red Dragon" in front of him was an ace from NATA, Imran was very interested in telling Long Yun some news on TV, especially mentioning the large-scale investigation conducted by the United States in China, and the tone of his voice. Apparently a little schadenfreude about this:

“…… So. Now they're investigating their own companies aggressively. I don't think it would be a surprise if it turned out to be true. ”

"Oh? …… Why. ”

Hearing Imran's words, Long Yun remembered the position of the United States on the situation in the Middle East, after the end of the last civil war in Syria, Washington has been cautiously supporting the regime of Bashar al-Assad in Damascus. But it is clear that many Syrians, including Imran Alayi, do not have a favorable opinion of the United States, and are now even more suspicious of funding the rebels and providing them with advanced weapons. Of course, this suspicion is wrong in most cases, but-

Then again, the YF-23 "Ghost", has the existence of this fighter been confirmed?

Thinking of the encounter the day before yesterday, during which there was a fierce confrontation with the FSA's "ghost" fleet, Long Yun felt that the black fighters piloted by the Syrian Liberal Party should be YF-23; Although he still has no idea how this unsuccessful ATF bid, which has never been put into mass production, has become a reality in the Syrian sky.

Hearing Long Yun's question, Imran Alayi's TV program described it, and he told Long Yun that the Security Council had held more than one emergency consultation. It seems that a number of bills have also been proposed.

Considering the news from the two sides together, Long Yun probably figured out the situation. All in all, the black stealth fighter that appeared in the sky over Syria has been proven to be the YF-23, for which the US government launched a large-scale investigation, including the domestic aviation industry giants, to find and solve this crisis with a vigorous attitude; Long Yun himself didn't agree with this kind of public relations practice, he just suddenly thought of a possibility, so he asked the intelligence officer next to him:

"So, since the Americans are checking everywhere now, I don't think I understand a little, so why not directly investigate the Syrian Liberal Party? After all, if this is true, then it is better to go to the end user of the weapon to get more clues than to search the country over and over again, and that is the general logic of such cases, isn't it? ”

"In Syria...... Survey? ”

What was originally a very ordinary sentence made Imran Alayi respond with a burst of silence, and he barely made any movement in his seat, but his tone became a little low and hoarse:

"Mr. 'Red Dragon', the so-called 'investigation from within,' and now proposing this kind of proposal, can only say that you don't really know Syria, and you don't really know about the 'Freedom Party,' a completely crazy extremist organization."

……

Taking advantage of the secret dispatch when the ground offensive was launched, the next journey of Long Yun and his party could be regarded as frightening.

As we drove eastward at night, Imran's small town gradually revealed its silhouette from the darkness, and the creaking "Humvee" did not stop, but drove past the low, dilapidated buildings on the outskirts of the town; Climbing up the gentle roadbed on either side of a road, Imran Arayi's coping all the way to the highway checkpoint, only to find that the road was only stacked with sandbags and barricades, and the carded Liberals did not know where to run.

Hiding in a low-key manner, he saw an abandoned highway checkpoint near a small town that had become deserted, and Imran Alayi, who led the team, got out of the car to inspect it for a while, and soon concluded that the checkpoint was set up by the Liberal Party.

Because the goal of the operation was to pass all the way through the Liberal-controlled districts, Imran, who had discovered the whereabouts of the rebels, did not find it so troublesome, but felt a sense of relief, he returned to his seat and asked the soldiers not to hesitate, and put a foot on the accelerator to let the "Humvee" car move along the road, and soon there was a faint dim and uncertain chaotic light in front of his vision, which was obviously the light emitted by the vehicles hastily evacuated from the front line to the east.

"It's the lights, Said, boldly following up; Now that the rebels have been disorganized, no one cares about our tailgating. ”

Carrying out a highly dangerous secret mission in enemy-occupied territory, but now fearlessly following the Liberal vehicles deep behind enemy lines, Imran and their "Humvee" car had laid a heat shield under the hood of the "Humvee" in advance, and they were not too worried about the thermal radiation exposure of the engine, and now they simply drove forward very boldly.

Dressed in rebel uniforms and driving "Humvees" painted with the white star of the crescent moon, this elaborate camouflage only works within the enemy, and now the vehicle that crossed the desert area suddenly appeared on the road, in fact, mixed in with the rushing retreating Liberal traffic.

As the highway in the desert land winds and stretches, the small city of Saya mentioned by Imran is getting closer and closer, and at the same time, the starry sky is slowly fading the deep black curtain little by little.

The large expanse of the eastern sky began to take on a deep dark gray, which was the scene of the rising sun.

However, at this moment, on the edge of the Syrian desert where the cold wind does not stop and is covered with sand and dust, from time to time passing through the light yellow fine sandstorm that can cover a target, the "Humvee" off-road vehicle with no headlights turned on seems to have become an island in the vast wind and sand, and its own situation is as up-and-down as the visibility of the surrounding environment in the sandstorm that dominates a qiē.

Riding at night in such harsh weather is thanks to electronics, but even then the car navigation system does not always maintain a good signal, and the dusty winds are also a severe test for the vehicle's engine filtration system.

Unconsciously, the sun gradually appeared in the sky, shining obliquely on the land of the Middle East through the dust and strong winds, and the unique climatic phenomenon of the early morning also made the sandstorm slightly converge. Covered in dust and good cover, the dusty "Humvee" struggled to approach the small city of Saya in southeastern Syria, an inland stronghold that had been abandoned by government forces two months earlier and had been used by the rebels as a supply base in the desert.

The road ahead was dangerous, but they had no choice at this time, since they had already entered the territory of the Liberals, it was safer to operate under the noses of the enemy under false identities, otherwise it would be easier to arouse the suspicion of the Liberal troops and patrols if they continued to drive in the wilderness.

Hearing Imran's words, Long Yun, who had been sitting in the "Humvee" through the sandstorm and barely seeing anything along the way, came back to his senses, and he followed the tips of the intelligence officer to prop up the "Tavor" at his feet, making a wolf bèi fleeing for his life and unsuspecting, while reciting those awkward Arabic words in his heart, he concentrated on preparing to use consciousness to snoop, and even consciousness penetration.

Of course, this kind of preparation can only be used as an emergency measure, if possible, he still hopes that Imran can deal with the rebel soldiers at the checkpoint, and it is best to hide his identity and quietly cross the border all the way.

Unlike air battles, where technology determines fate, battles on the ground always have to face "luck" or fate, since bullets never have eyes, then with Long Yun's considerations, whether he is considering his own safety or the safety of these three Syrian soldiers, since the gap in strength between the enemy and us is so huge, it is a wiser choice to avoid a head-on conflict with the Liberals.

With such a consideration, sitting in the off-road vehicle approaching the highway checkpoint in front of him, Long Yun's nervousness slowly calmed down, and his superpower gave him confidence, or a little fearlessness.

However...... As the vehicle moved forward, the dusty vision gradually became clearer, and this calm state of mind was quickly shattered, and the young man's gaze suddenly fell on the road near the checkpoint, or rather, the wreckage of the car that was still emitting wisps of black smoke - a large, dilapidated looking vehicle, which looked like a passenger car, had been smashed by locust bullets, and not only was the car already on fire and smoking, but there were also several terrible corpses dyed with a scarlet stain lying next to it. (To be continued......)