"We're not in a good place." Shebeck found Jack with a gloomy face.

They captured a captive, but the other party didn't speak English, and in the end, it was the little local girl named Nadine who temporarily acted as an interpreter.

According to the captive, one of the main leaders of the Abu Sayyaf group on the island of Holo, Radlan Shasilun, was massing his army aimed at the passengers on the plane that had landed on it.

Radulan Shasilen, who is in his 70s, once died on the battlefield in Afghanistan for Ace and lost a right arm.

After the war in Marawi, the Abu Sayyaf group lost several important leaders one after another, and Raduran Shasilen became the most senior and highest-ranking person on the island, with no less than 300 militants directly under his command.

The one who died under Jack's gun was one of his henchmen and the heirs he had focused on cultivating, and the two hostages that had fallen to him before were sent to Raduran Shasilun that night.

Overjoyed to learn that there were still a dozen foreigners on the island, Radulan Shasilen immediately offered a large bounty to encourage the island's civilians to provide clues.

Early this morning, almost at the same time that the PMCs landed on the island, the residents of Jolo Island, who had witnessed the transport plane and parachute, ran to ventilate the news.

Radulan Shasilen was still cautious, and after knowing that someone had landed to rescue him, he concentrated his armed forces and sent the nearest Junma and his men to investigate.

They received orders only to prevent the PMCs from taking these valuable meat tickets, and the reason why they were beaten to this virtue was half because they underestimated the enemy, and half because Jack killed the leader first.

The veterans who served as the backbone were afraid that they would be angry with Radulan Shasilun when they went back like this, so they attacked in waves, hoping to break through into the small building after suppressing the snipers and win by relying on the advantage of numbers.

As a result, they were directly defeated by precision fire, and almost all the troops were annihilated.

So, this is considered to be a small one to an old one? More than 300 militants are only directly subordinate, and this number makes people's scalps tingle when they think about it.

"Can the seals rush over there?" Jack asked.

"I'm sure it's going to be early tomorrow morning at the earliest, and I'm worried that once we get encircled, the military may cancel the airdrop deployment of the seals."

Shabeck's worries are not unreasonable, the reason why they stick to this abandoned mine is not only because of the sturdy small building here, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but also because of the rare hardened ground between the small building and the mine.

If the landing ground is lost, or if the mine is completely surrounded and the landing ground is in the fire zone, the seals will probably have to land on the nearest beach and come to the aid on foot.

The island's lush rainforests and hostile locals are reminiscent of the nightmares of the U.S. military, where no one knows what to expect along the way with those talking trees in Vietnam's similar tropical jungle.

After all, no matter how elite the seal is, it is not Iron Man wearing Mark armor, and it is impossible to parachute over the dense tropical rainforest, which the US military did in Vietnam in the 70s of the last century, and the ending is not very good.

After that, there will only be Seris at the time of the Wenchuan earthquake, the 15 airborne warriors who were blessed by the national sports body.

You must know that at that time, hundreds of elites were prepared, and they were ready to be thrown down in batches, just hoping that so many people could land safely and establish a landing field.

Of course, the Wenchuan earthquake was much more difficult and can only be used as an inappropriate example.

But in any case, they can't let their side be so passive, they need to do something, with this thought, at least to delay the opponent's attack until the evening, with this thought, Jack found Gasparley.

"Raiding their staging grounds?" Gasparé's big eyes almost popped out.

"Just our people, raiding a garrison of more than 300 militants? Are you serious about messing with Falk? ”

Jack smiled and "comforted" him, "It's not us 'this' people, it's just me and you, we still need someone to guard this place and ambush us halfway to cover our retreat." ”

"Are you sure we still have a chance to retreat?"

Gasparé thought the guy was simply insane.

However, after hearing about Jack's plan, everyone, including Shebeck, felt that his plan, although it sounded crazy, was not impossible to succeed.

The premise is that he really has the awesome boasting of himself, and has good enough luck.

Half an hour later, a beat-up Nissan pickup truck sped down the rainforest path.

This car was the only heavy firepower of the previous wave of militants, carrying a modified pickup truck of the M2 "old godmother".

Although the heavy machine gun on it was damaged by Jack, the machine gun mount mounted on the rear compartment and can rotate 360 degrees is still fine.

Jack put the Barrett M107A1 on the set, took all the magazines, and was driven by Gasparé to raid the "enemy camp".

Phalang used to be a well-known tourist town on the island of Jolo, with a beautiful sandy beach nearby, bars, hospitals, schools, and even a shopping mall dedicated to tourists.

Today, that's a thing of the past, with only half of the once-bustling cruise ship dock scattered here and there, with a few armed dinghies and even more dilapidated fishing boats parked here and there.

In the center of town, next to the smashed fountain, an old man with gray hair and a fierce face was naked, revealing his scarred chest, waving his remaining left arm, and giving a loud speech.

At this time, on the dirt road less than two kilometers away from the town, Jack closed the military tablet in his hand, this drone is really powerful, and it can almost shoot people's faces at thousands of meters in the air.

It's a pity that the air base is too far away, and in order to ensure enough time to stay in the air, the Predator didn't even bring a Hellfire with him, otherwise it would be easy for everyone to lose a shot at this time.

"Are you sure we're really not going to be beaten into a hornet's nest as soon as we rush in?" Gasparé looked melancholy, if it weren't for Jack's promise to help him clear his name, he really didn't want to accompany this kid to play with his life.

"When did I want you to rush in?" Jack was taken aback by him.

"We're here to harass, not to die, were you listening when you assigned the task before?"

"I still don't think your bad idea is any different from sending you to death." Gasparé rolled his eyes at the dead fish.

"You shouldn't have broken that M2, with that big guy, we have a better chance of survival."

Jack rolled his eyes angrily, "Don't count on that piece of scrap metal, I checked it before, I can't be older than Captain Torrance's grandfather, I don't know how many years I haven't maintained it properly, and there are even insect corpses in the receiver." ”

Some book friends said that there is no tactical operation, so this is not coming.

The chapter that was supposed to be 12 o'clock will be a little later, and I'll pick up the code.

(End of chapter)