Chapter 227: Glory of the Warrior

() The news of Viktor Zakaev's capture alive spread all over the world in an instant, and everyone was waiting for the man's reaction, Imran Zakaev, who has been the world's largest warlord and arms dealer since the nineties, with hundreds of thousands of elite troops, all types of equipment, and even some nuclear bombs that flowed out, a figure who is better than a Mexican drug lord or something, and now that his son has been arrested, what kind of action will this man make?

Three hours after Zakhaev Jr.'s arrest, Zakhaev's phone call was said to have reached Russia's Rubyanka.

"This is a warning, my men will put all those involved in the operation to death, let me inform you!"

In fact, this phone call was not a warning, but a statement of facts, and in less than an hour after the capture of Zakhaev Jr., nearly 6,000 armed forces surrounded the operating base of the joint operation team, while their reinforcements were still 300 kilometers away.

"A thousand to six thousand!" Responsible for the security of the base is a Russian infantry regiment, two infantry battalions plus a mechanized battalion, heavy equipment only 10 T72B3 tanks and some B3 infantry fighting vehicles, long-range artillery only two 240 self-propelled mortars nicknamed Tulip and a batch of cannons with a caliber of 122, in addition, there is a ground aviation squadron in the base, they have four Hind helicopter gunships, in addition to the base there is a logistics support company, although it seems to be only a reserve force, but it can also go to the trench to fill the battle line or something.

"When I came, Price lied to me that we were only here to fight terrorism!" In the seclusion of the hillside, Aaron muttered with a scrap of grass in his mouth.

"Me too, who knew that the terrorists here like to engage in frontal attacks!" Xiao Qiang, who served as an observer on the side, was also loveless.

"They blocked the way for us to evacuate directly from the ground and air, and now they are directly facing it head-on, which is really murderous!"

"Then when they sent people to persuade them to surrender, why didn't you surrender?"

"That chubby-looking Russian colonel didn't coward, how could we coax, you see, those French people all chose to fight, okay!" Xiao Qiang once again insulted Fa in a mocking tone.

Xiaoqiang said that the regiment commander has a very domineering name, called Vladimir Kazachi, one meter nine tall, weighing two hundred and thirty pounds, strong as a cow, he punched the so-called messenger's horse face, and then tied the guy to the barrel of the tulip, and fired a shot at the extremist forces, the messenger was shocked to death, and the shell also got off to a good start, and killed a T72 tank equipped by the Ukrainian army.

Zakhaev then ordered his men to attack.

Thanks to the mountainous terrain of Chechnya, it has become an easy task for the Russian army to defend the base, the infantry resists the line, sets up defensive positions on the ridge, attracts extremist forces to attack, and the members of the special forces are evenly scattered in the hidden places behind the defense lines, their task is to snipe the commanders of the extremist forces, and at the same time provide laser guidance to the tulips, once the extremist tanks and mechs are dispatched, the laser-guided 240 concrete destruction bombs will carry out an empowerment strike on the target.

"600 meters, green military uniform, telescope on chest!"

"See!"

"700 meters, the guy with a pistol! At the front of the queue! ”

"Understood!"

"M, the non-commissioned officer leading the team, the one at the front!"

"He's dead!"

The two-person sniper team hiding in the hidden place caused a lot of trouble to the extremist forces, Xiaoqiang continued to mark high-value targets, while Aaron took advantage of the gap in artillery fire or the sound of machine gun fire to hide his gunshots, in an hour, more than 20 officers, non-commissioned officers and tank commanders have been killed, and the extremist forces have not found the location of the sniper at all, and can only continue to use mortars and howitzers to smash the positions of the Russian infantry over and over again, but the Russian army has been operating here for many years, and the defense line is extremely strong, The extremist shelling caused only minor casualties to them.

An extremist-armed T72 slowly drove up the hillside, and began to blow up the defenders' machine gun positions one after another with direct fire, lacking the suppression of machine guns, the extremist soldiers immediately got up from the ground, chanting Chechen and the local language of the Caucasus to attack the position, and suddenly, a flash of fire flew out from behind the Russian position and crashed into the extremist T72 tank.

The T72 tank's contact 1 explosive reactive armor exploded, taking away several extremist infantry in the vicinity of the tank.

The smoke cleared, and only then did everyone see that there was also a T72 tank on the Russian position. You must know that the tanks used by both sides are not monkey versions, the extremist armed T72 is bought from the Ukrainian government army, and the Russian army's is for its own use, all of which are genuine, and the Russian army's T72B3 is more advanced than the extremist armed T72A in various functions.

"Well done, Davarishi!" In the T72 of the Russian army, the black commander whose face was shattered by gunpowder smoke didn't care to wipe the ashes, and his two eyes were dead on the iron king eight on the Jing sight.

As the dull sound of metal grinding ended, another armor-piercing round was loaded into the chamber by the automatic loader.

"The last shot destroys its plug-in, this one will send it to Lenin!" As the beep from the fire control lock sounded, the gunner pressed the gun button vigorously, and another bright flash of light slashed, crashing into the T72 tank that was still rotating the turret, and then disappeared, and then the commander cover of the ultra-armed T72 tank suddenly opened, and the tankmen with bloody faces tried to climb out, and Aaron's gunfire stifled his efforts.

Blood splattered, and the corpse of the tanker slid into the car, and within seconds, the T72 was emitting smoke from the hatch with the skyrocketing flames.

Seeing that their tanks were destroyed, the commander of the extremist forces gave the order to retreat, and now is not the time to launch a general attack, there is no need to fight the enemy to the death.

And the retreat of these extremist forces was also at a glance, without the slightest panic, and the smoke curtain wall that ran through the battlefield directly blocked everyone's sight, even if Aaron couldn't see the other party's figure with the eyepiece open.

"Seriously, what is Zakhaev raising so many troops?" Back at the base, Aaron couldn't wait to take out the mineral water from the refrigerator and pour it down, he had been climbing the mountain all night and a morning, even with his superhuman qualities, he felt a burst of fatigue at the moment.

"He wants that Soviet Union back!" Price, who was also disgraced, smiled bitterly and explained.

"There is not a single person in this country who does not miss the Soviet Union, but there is not a single person who wants him back!" Kamarov's face on the side was full of loneliness.