The engines of the Mi-24 on the airfield in the green paint area of Thirty Mile Fort made a loud roar, and the air flow from the propellers made the surrounding ground crews have to bow their heads and waists to stabilize their bodies. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Recently, due to the good progress in speed and range of the wooden aircraft produced in cooperation with the British, there are very few opportunities for the "battlefield poisoned milk" to take off to carry out patrol missions, and today the Mi-24 suddenly received an emergency order to take off, so that the ground crew feels that something must be wrong outside the green paint area.

Diana was taking her toughest airborne troops to do the final equipment check before boarding, and the rough embryos of the ground crew looked at her and her subordinates' half-haired eyes that were so cold that they didn't dare to look at them directly, and they confirmed their previous guesses even more.

"This is the Green Paint Zone Command Center, and I just received a report that there are plainclothes agents from the Department of Homeland Security in the area of the firefight, so please pay attention to the identification of all support units. Repeated, there were plainclothes agents in the area of the firefight.

"This is Alpha 2, message received, over." Diana replied to the call from the command center.

The site of the attack on the M35 military card was less than 20 kilometers away from the Thirty Mile Fort in a straight line, and the "battlefield poison milk" soon arrived over the ambush site to guide the ground troops.

Li Ersheng had been in a state of confusion at the beginning of the ambush, and his hands and feet did not listen to the call and he was deaf in both ears, but fortunately, Zhao Lang still sent a distress signal by radio before the attacker broke through the window.

Zhao Lang, who was in a hurry to leave the military card and flee for his life, also failed to make a detailed report to the communication center in the green paint area about the details of the attack, but simply said, "I am Zhao Lang, I was ambushed on the way to Dalian Bay." Then he hurried out of the cab.

However, this information is enough for the traversal combat troops on standby in the green paint area, as a unit trained by the clones of the "US military" who are proficient in law and order operations, how can they be unfamiliar with encountering ambushes? You can casually catch a seemingly lazy rough embryo with an M4 automatic rifle in the cafeteria in the green paint area and ask, who is not the master who has suffered from ambushes, and who is embarrassed to chat with others if he has not encountered a dozen or twenty ambushes.

Therefore, from the moment the communication center of the green paint area received Zhao Lang's distress signal that lasted for a short time, the anti-ambush plan of the crossing crowd was immediately activated. After the communications platoon reported the information on the attack on the outgoing personnel to the officer on duty, the officer on duty immediately called up the information on the outgoing personnel in the green paint area and confirmed that Zhao Lang had taken Li Ersheng's hitchhiker to Dalian Bay this morning.

At the same time as issuing combat orders to the combat readiness units in the Green Paint Zone, the officers on duty also informed the relevant units in Dalian Bay of the situation, and obtained information from the Homeland Security Department's action group in Dalian Bay that Huo Yuanjia's action team was also heading to the area where Junka was attacked.

"Zhao Lang is equipped with A-level security measures, how can he only have two indigenous soldiers to provide protection when he goes out? It's just a mess! "Zhao Yi was woken up from the marching bed in the duty room and learned of the attack on Zhao Lang and his party.

It was early in the morning, and it was estimated that he didn't want to trouble others, so he hitchhiked and left. I don't know that this neighborhood has been swept away by our mountain troops many times, and there has been no formed armed force for a long time, who would have thought that such a thing would happen. Lu Xiangyang said.

"How's it going?" Zhao Yi asked.

"The Mi-24 helicopter that first rushed to the ambush area has already found the attacked truck, and Diana reported that civilian clothes were being found treating the injured indigenous soldiers in the car, and I guess Huo Yuanjia's team has arrived at the scene. There are also members of the Department of Homeland Security's operational team who use radio equipment, but we have not yet received reports from them, and it is estimated that the attackers destroyed the radio on the attacked vehicle. Lu Xiangyang said.

"It seems that these people have been staring at our out-of-office personnel for a day or two, and they will actually destroy the radio station! Which ground force was sent to the rescue? Zhao Yi asked.

"Considering the possibility that our men have already been kidnapped, I have sent two combat units, Navy SEALs and S.W.A.T., with experience in rescuing hostages." Lu Xiangyang said.

Just as the rescue troops in the green paint area rushed to the attack site, Zhao Lang had already hidden his round body in the gap between two large stones. He was shot in the ass again as he was escaping, and based on D+15's experience with getting shot, he felt like he should have been hit by a ricochet.

In this era, the gunpowder fired by pistol bullets was not very powerful, and the bullet that hit Zhao Lang's ass was indeed a ricochet, so the wound on his buttocks did not hurt either the large blood vessels or nerves, and it stands to reason that he should continue to move away from the attacker.

However, the thick fat on Zhao Lang's body protected his vital organs on the day of D+15, which would also add a great burden to him who was fleeing for his life. Zhao Lang ran a few hundred meters before he couldn't breathe, so he could only find a favorable terrain to hold on and wait for help.

At this time, Zhao Lang only had five rounds of ammunition for the Glock pistol in his hand, and he had no spare magazines and bullets on him. In fact, even the pistol in his hand was reluctantly brought by his apprentice in the morning when his apprentice repeatedly urged him to leave the green paint area to carry a weapon for self-defense.

However, the good news was that the team sent by Cai Datou to pursue Zhao Lang only had two revolvers in their hands, and they had no ammunition. Cai Datou, who had already caught his set target, asked the ruffian nicknamed "Lao San" to lead people to chase Zhao Lang, all in order to confuse the soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty who came to the rescue. To put it bluntly, it was a way to let the third child go to the back of the palace, so there was not much ammunition for this team at all.

The two ruffians were reluctant to use a few bullets to suppress the firepower, and they shouted to their accomplices with cold weapons to arrest Zhao Lang who was hiding in the crack of the stone.

But those ruffians with sticks, iron rulers, daggers, and short knives are not stupid, Cai Datou has already taken the "eunuch" away, as long as they rush to the meeting place, they will have the money, who will go forward to arrest this fat man? He has a foreign gun in his hand, who is not killed or injured when he jumps?

"The heroes outside are listening, we are frozen in this game at the moment, this repeating pistol in my hand is not a vegetarian, and whoever comes over will definitely not be able to get good. Listen to the master's advice, let's disperse! Dalian Bay is only far away, and our people will be there in a while. There were not many bullets in his hand, and Zhao Lang played psychological warfare.

The ruffian nicknamed "Lao San" thought that he couldn't let this fat man be bluffed by this sentence, so he used the revolver in his hand to force two accomplices with cold weapons to go up and arrest Zhao Lang.

The two big stones that Zhao Lang chose were on a high ground, and he hid in the gap between the two stones, and those ruffians in the lower places couldn't see him at all. If the ruffians want to attack him with a revolver, they can only bet on the probability of bouncing by shooting stones. Unfortunately, these ruffians have no knowledge of geometry and can't think of this possibility.

The two ruffians who were forced to step forward climbed the high ground one after another, and the ruffian who took the lead showed his head on the edge of the crack, and was hit by the Glock pistol in Zhao Lang's hand.

The crack in the stone where Zhao Lang was hiding was not long, and there was no difference between shooting at this distance and executing him head-to-head. Even though the ruffian was only half of his head exposed, his skull was torn open by the flying 9mm bullets, and the red and white things flew to the ground. When the ruffian who was hit rolled down from a height in front of his companions, the third group finally made up their minds to leave Zhao Lang and run away.

As soon as the ruffians left, Huo Yuanjia and the others arrived. At this time, Zhao Lang was no longer as snorting as he was in the morning, and he waited for Huo Yuanjia to throw his badge in front of him to carefully identify and ask questions, and then crawled out of the crack in the stone where he was hiding.