"You pigs, don't you open the door to the big brother of the Soviet Union!"

After the convoy drove to the gate of the transit station, two black uncles wearing Anrenyun military uniforms jumped down first, and then they scolded loudly, while grabbing the few soldiers who were caught off guard at the door and greeted them with big mouths.

The beaten sentry looked at the friendly soldiers in front of him, as well as the white soldiers, and although he was submissive, he still didn't make a move, but explained while covering his face.

"According to Lieutenant Colonel Marko's orders, we can't open the door easily, I've already called the second lieutenant to come, please be patient!"

"Wait?"

Uncle Black, who came with the white man, walked to the first car with the sentry in a huff, pointed to the flag on it, and the white soldier in the KZS camouflage overcoat made a stroke.

"What more orders are needed, open the door!"

"I can't!"

The hapless sentry's face was swollen, but he still shook his head stubbornly.

"Good boy!"

The black soldier raised his fist again, ready to teach the soldier a lesson, but this time as soon as his fist was raised, a figure ran over the barbed wire gate.

"Wait a minute!"

An RPM officer ran over out of breath, and when he saw the flag and the white man on the jeep, the other party was also stunned, and then stepped forward with some caution and saluted the latter.

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know what part you belong to, I haven't heard any friendly forces coming here!"

The officer opened his mouth, and the entire convoy instantly went into a state of alert, without him, the other party spoke Russian, although he was not very fluent, but it was indeed Russian.

And the white man sitting in the first car, after coughing, also answered the other party in Russian with great skill.

"We're a secret unit attached to the National Security Council, and we're here on a special mission! It's normal that you don't know!"

Hannibal, who was sitting precariously, was extremely glad that he had studied Russian for a period of time in college, and had not forgotten how to say it, and when he was preparing for the operation, he really didn't expect that there would be a Russian-speaking black uncle in this place, and they had prepared a few Soviet-made KZS camouflage overalls and a few AK rifles, but they did not prepare any Russian translation.

But although Hannibal's Russian was like that, it was enough for the unlearned black uncle, who was surprised by the specific meaning of the name of the so-called National Security Council, and did not notice anything wrong with Hannibal's Russian.

As for the so-called National Security Council, there is actually another, more popular name, called the KGB!

Anyway, it's all about pulling tiger skins, then it must be the biggest, the name of the KGB is not to mention anything else, the reputation is there, hearing this name, the officer of the People's Liberation Movement is full of thoughts about what the KGB is doing here, as for whether the other party is the KGB or not, he has never thought about it at all.

"Since it's a mission, then I'll inform Lieutenant Colonel Marko!"

The Marco officer of the SPLM is the guy who is commanding the troops and is fighting with Wilson, who is the supreme commander of Uige Province, and if there is really a KGB, it would be best for him to come forward!

Hannibal didn't worry about that, he had already seen it, there was no radio at this transit station, and the only means of communication was the telephone line, which had been cut by his people, and the APLM officers could not verify his identity at all.

And the SPM officer, who couldn't get through the phone, was also in a hurry, so he could only call one of his subordinates and ask him to sit on the camp's tricycle to inform the lieutenant colonel, and he looked at Hannibal, who was in a posture that I couldn't mess with, and he also gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, allowing his subordinates to open the camp gate.

"I've already sent someone to inform the lieutenant colonel, so let's come in first and rest, I'll go and inform the guy to prepare some hot tea!"

"Thank you very much!"

Hannibal nodded, then silently swiped behind him, and his order was passed through a car to the end.

"Prepare for action!"

As soon as the gate of the transit station opened, Hannibal invited the SPLM officer to sit with him, and everyone entered together, and the SPLM sentry at the gate looked at the jeep passing in front of him, and finally felt that something was wrong, because from the third car, the white soldiers were dressed as if they did not want to be in the first two cars, and many of those soldiers were still covering their faces.

While the sentry was still wondering what was wrong, the last jeep had already driven into the gate, and a few white soldiers with a smile jumped out of the car, and they pulled out their cigarettes and handed them over as they said Davarishi.

The sentry at the door was also embarrassed to refuse, so he immediately took the cigarette and prepared to light it, and then the white light flashed in the night, and several sentries at the door fell to the ground in amazement, and the sentry finally found out that something was wrong before he died, those guys, the rifle in their arms was 6!

But it was too late, the sentries at the door had all been stabbed into blood gourds by daggers, and the p-men who started were worried that something would happen, and the knives and knives were all straight to the point, and the black uncles who were caught off guard died directly, and then their bodies were ruthlessly thrown into the darkness.

The SPLM officer did not know that his men had been killed, and he was still chatting with Hannibal in the car about his study trip to the Soviet Union, and when he got out of the car, the SPLM officer realized that the uniforms and weapons worn by the soldiers in the back cars were wrong.

"You, you're not the KGB?"

"That's right, dear, but there's no reward!"

Hannibal directly pulled out the pistol on his waist and pulled the trigger on the APLM officer, who was shot in the center of his eyebrows, and then fell down unwillingly with his eyes, and when the black uncles who heard the gunshots rushed out of their rooms, what they saw was the muzzle of the pupon's black hole.

"Not one left!"

Hannibal commanded coldly.

Immediately, the gunfire resounded in the night sky, and the black uncles did not expect that their extremely safe transit station in the rear would be attacked, and many people took off only their pants because of their busy work during the day, and they were knocked down before they could pick up weapons to fight back.

In addition, there were not many defenders at the transfer station, and after the intensive strafing, there were not a few living holes left in the wooden buildings such as dormitories and duty rooms.

There were some black soldiers who were lucky enough to survive trying to escape in the night, but they didn't know that they were outside the transit station, and there were snipers wearing night vision devices who were knocked down one by one in the dark, and when they died, they didn't even know where their opponents were.

Soon, there was only one English-speaking voice left in this transit station.