Chapter 506: Beheading in progress

Those things that were teleported by the "director team" in the early days, and the logistics have been unclear about their purpose and have been idle, are considered by Tian Buzi to be the iron coffin of HALO Jump: True Peerless. Well, the experimental results show that even if you stuff a sheep in this thing shaped like a fighter jet's auxiliary fuel tank, this product made by the conscience of the "props team" can be dropped at an altitude of 10,000 meters, effectively protect its body, and open the parachute when lowered to an appropriate height and finally land safely.

This is a device similar to the function of the Shenzhou spacecraft return capsule, but its size is much smaller, and it is a real high-altitude and high-speed parachute life-saving black technology product. I don't know what the purpose of the "director team" was at that time, to transmit to them this kind of thing that could not be created by the time-space technology in the impression of the people. Could it be that at that time, I wanted some fighter to carry this thing, so that we could play the kind of orbital airdrop of the hell paratroopers?

"It is said that we were excluded from the list of people who airdropped South Africa." After wearing a white-washed robe, Zou Heming was not dazzling at all when he squeezed into the crowd of people who went west to Jinan Mansion to take refuge.

"The task in South Africa is urgent, and the number of delivery pods is limited." An Yanxin whispered.

"Oh, the Transvaal, the birthplace of modern guerrilla tactics. Oh my God, we, as anti-guerrilla experts, actually missed the germ of that evil little seedling! Zhou Heming continued to babble unrelentingly.

The current situation in Shandong did not stabilize as the former debt collector's armored troops moved away from the provincial capital, and Li Bingheng, the governor of Shandong, who was loyal to the Qing court, frantically grabbed strong men to collect grain and donate money to the front line to replenish blood, and a large number of peasants and craftsmen chose to leave their hometowns to escape the war.

Because Yan Feng, one of the chicken-eating trio, went in the wrong direction in a daze, and accidentally formed a quasi-armed force in the outskirts of Jinan, the current flow of refugees in Shandong has two very extreme directions.

Some of the old-fashioned refugees still harbored illusions about the Qing court, and they were flocking to the Manchu-controlled interior. But on the whole, the Chinese people are a restless population after all, and those who don't want to change places and continue to exploit the Manchurians have crossed the Zhangqiu Zichuan line and went straight to the Yantai area, and they all plan to go to the territory of the Great Song Dynasty to make a living.

Since the Provisional Executive Committee had no plans to send additional personnel to the inland areas, Yan Feng, a former soldier of the Forest Armed Police with little experience in administrative management, had to take up the work of the civil affairs department.

As a Voldemort old man who loves to shoot black guns, Yan Feng has taken his talent for using all the resources around him to the extreme. The Shaoxing master of Wu Baoer in Zhangqiu Zhi County was originally waiting to be beheaded by the "pseudo-Song" thieves to sacrifice the flag, but who would have thought that it would only be a few days before he changed to a proprietor and started to take care of money and grain.

"Lord Yan, why didn't Master Wang enter Zhangqiu and then go west to Jinan?" Liang Yeshan, the former commander of Zhangqiu County, asked.

"In principle, we do not advocate a civil war, and the Chinese and the Chinese fighting each other will only give the white people an opportunity. Decades ago, the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the bandits lost nearly 100 million people, and the Qing authorities, who had spent a lot of money and manpower, lost less land during this period? Inside must be outside! "On brainwashing, some rough embryos can be thrown all over the streets of adults, and you can put on a beautiful top hat for anything.

Yan Feng's remarks basically reciting the brochure of the Military Intelligence Department made Liang Yeshan stunned.

The funniest part of this leak farce is not that the traversers finally learned the vague confession of the deserter named Lu Er, but that when Wu Baoer escaped to the middle of the road, he learned that those "pseudo-Song" mobs actually came back after withdrawing from Zhangqiu County.

Of course, because An Yanxin and they have other tasks, they don't have time and are too lazy to deal with this Wu Bao's second scumbag. Yan Feng, who also made IOUs and Hans foreign companies on credit with hundreds of committee 1888 rifles, was fully capable of taking Wu Baoer's head when the Provisional Executive Committee needed it.

Xiao Fei was speechless about the group of rough embryos in the green paint area who longed to go to the Transvaal and Orange in South Africa to witness the birth of modern guerrilla tactics, in fact, the armored force he led was suffering from the guerrilla attacks and harassment of the Qing army every day.

“Enemy Spotted!” (Enemy Spotted)

“ Go hot! ” (Fire)

“Suppressing fire!” (Fire Cover)

Da Da, a few more I don't know if they were coerced Qing soldiers to send them to death, although every time they ended up miserable, but this kind of irregular attack day and night made Xiao Fei and his men feel like a stab in the throat.

“F*ck! N3, hurry up and dispose of the people behind the bunker with the ·50 machine gun! Xiao Fei squirted into the microphone.

You may not believe it, but this is the highest number of casualties since the D_day. Even the wounded soldiers of Zhao Yi and his army in the front of the Liaodong Peninsula were not as many as the wounded soldiers that Xiao Fei and they sent back to Shandong these days.

Even veterans who have experienced scenes in Iraq and Afghanistan in the light curtain of the dome have a hard time guarding against black guns and home-made IEDs. Fortunately, Xiao Fei and the others used professional security equipment from Israel and Eagle Sauce, at least until now, they have not crossed the crowd and died because of this.

“cease fire! (Ceasefire)" Xiao Fei shouted in distress after seeing that the rough embryos were still firing the ·50 machine gun on the door of the flying saucer.

"Was that a bullet? After this strafing, a barrel of oil is gone! Zoom in and go out to have a look. Judging from the fact that their current ammunition supplies are delivered by "Black Hawk" helicopters, Xiao Fei's words are well-founded.

“All-clear!” The scout used the drone to circle the field to confirm that there were no ambushes around.

"There are still people in the green paint area who want South Africa to witness the birth of guerrilla warfare, don't be so troublesome, let yourself row a dinghy here, I guarantee that you can experience it every day!" There were no casualties in this attack, and Kong Heng was finally in the mood to complain.

"I'm so curious about what An Yanxin and those seals are inking? Isn't it just to give Li Bingheng a position, and then mark the 'Tomahawk' with a terminal guidance? Xiao Fei said.

In fact, the difficulty of the Navy SEALs' mission this time was that they were called back and forth by the Provisional Executive Committee, and they were rushing to raid other people's hometowns.

Although it is already at the forefront of the war zone, the current security measures in Jinan Mansion are still so scummy under An Yanxin. Originally, the seals had prepared that the laser guidance instrument was too large to be detached and could not be carried into the city, and they needed to carry out a backup plan to shoot Li Bingheng with a sniper rifle.

But when he actually arrived at the city gate of Jinan Mansion, An Yanxin found that as long as you had enough silver taels, you could transport a missile into the city in a coffin!

"Hey, it's so easy to come in, it won't be boring, right!?" Zou Heming couldn't adapt to this kind of security like a tourist attraction ticket office for a while.

"Don't scare yourself, have you forgotten the jokes we made around Beiping?" An Yanxin said that the SEALs guided the bombing of Beiping and the Grand Theater back then.

The search for the target was also very smooth, and although the Qing army also had measures in place to deal with the assassination of local officials, they had a fatal misunderstanding of modern investigative methods, and they easily set up observation equipment outside their cordon.

"BB63 replied that it is not advisable to launch the Tomahawk cruise missile during the day, and the launch is too loud to wait until night!" Zou Heming, who contacted Luo Can, said.

"Holy! So what did they send us for? I don't know where this guy is going at night, and besides, there are very few people who get together now, and many accidental injuries can be avoided. An Yanxin said.

With the current location of the Iowa-class battleships, it is almost impossible to prevent the natives from discovering the scene of the Tomahawk cruise missiles being launched by the Crossing Crowd. The launch was a yellow smoke that could envelop almost half a ship, and you could see it from a distance, and BB63's fire controller used just the word Negative to deny the seals' request for a missile attack.

"Report the direction of the wind, the speed of the wind." An Yanxin thought for a while and said to the team members who served as observers.