The towering cooling tower, under the black pressure of the night, reveals a thick and oppressive plant, faintly, the trees are swaying, and occasionally a few birds flutter their wings and fly high.

In front of us is the ruins of a medium-sized shipbreaking yard.

There are many such small and medium-sized shipbreaking yards in Jingjiang and even all over the country. Kavendi is a major fishing country, with more than 5,000 ships launched every year, and the number of ships facing deadline scrapping is only a lot more. There are old fishing boats, freighters that have fallen into disrepair, and special vessels of all kinds, civilian and semi-military.

Shipbreaking yard is a labor-intensive low-profit industry, scrapped ships can only be sold as scrap iron, and the seller of ships is not counted compared to these three melons and two dates, and the price will be very low, and the shipbreaking yard in order to achieve the improvement of profits, often dismantling and refining integration, building a steelmaking plant in the factory, purchasing steelmaking furnaces and cooling towers, but also arranging large and small open-air or semi-open-air storage areas, used to place the dismantled scrap iron or their own forged steel ingots, these steel ingots are often put for several years, The sell-off will only take place when the international steel futures are rising, which often requires more and cheaper land resources.

These shipbreaking yards usually cover a large area, with a small town-like interior and buildings.

The shipbreaking yard is located on the north bank of the river branch, along the river less than 100 kilometers forward is the mouth of the sea, the special geographical location, brought considerable profits.

Jingjiang, as an economic metropolis that Kavendi can handle, has carried out three large-scale industrial chain upgrades and urban deepening transformation in the past 40 years. With the concentration of people in the surrounding area and the decline of the international steel futures cycle, many industrial parks around the city have suffered a certain blow, some of them are demolished and relocated, some are bankrupt and reorganized or abandoned, and the shipbreaking plant called Decaborough also went bankrupt three years ago and was acquired by another foreign-funded company.

In the past, I didn't see a few people coming, and I didn't recruit new employees, only two janitors made a pot of tea all day long, and they sat all day.

On the wharf inside the factory, under the dark night, there are faintly a few halo dots, and a huge black shadow is quietly docked on the deep water bend, and there are seven or eight of them, all of which are temporarily waiting to be dismantled and scrapped.

The exterior of the ship was rusty and the wooden deck was rotten, and a few birds flew down and anchored on the railing, their heads flat and their feathers combed.

Squeak.

The sound of the hatch opening and closing scared away a crowd of birds, and a Gobang tactical boot creaked calmly against the teak floor. The man who came was wearing tactical glasses, shaved and shaved, his eyes were fierce and fierce, and he was bulging under his black combat uniform, obviously with a guy.

Standing on the bow of the boat facing the wind, the stream splashed, he moaned comfortably, shook twice and closed the zipper, and looked into the distance for a moment seemingly idly, gathered his combat uniform, the wind at night was a little strong, especially on the river and seaside.

He rubbed his hands together, lowered his head, and craned his neck into the cabin again.

At the very moment when the armed man hid in the cabin, on a hillside a kilometer away, an inconspicuous bright spot flickered, and the scene was faithfully recorded.

The photo was passed back to the rear by a wireless transmission device.

Li Xinyu carefully held a telephoto camera, prostrate under a meadow, covered with tarpaulin, and blended in with his surroundings. She wears a grass-green military uniform and has a rifle on her left hand.

Someone swerved behind him, creeping forward a few steps, sticking out the barrel of a gun.

is a sniper, he carefully hides his figure, his face is painted with oil paint, and he is wearing a gilly suit, but in his gestures, there is a strong amateur smell, which can't be dispersed.

The 54 group can be said to have come out of the nest this time, with a total of only more than 30 team members, except for a small number of personnel who were sent to perform special tasks who could not arrive on time, all those who could hold guns arrived.

Fifteen members were involved in the mission.

Khalid had trouble with his legs and feet, and command was delegated to Elena.

Although the 54 groups are composed of elites from all walks of life, if it refers to espionage ability or organization and planning ability, it is not to say, but the armed response and special operations in emergency situations are very lacking. In addition to Wade, it is difficult to find a few more decent special personnel.

Although there are such and such commendable places, the overall force of the 54 groups is still not bad, of course, this standard is defined according to the civilian armed forces, if it is defined at the national level or at the military level, it is very weak.

Two kilometers away from the factory, the command vehicle stopped and turned off its ignition, hiding itself in a collapsed vine bush outside, covering the entire shape of the vehicle, and behind it was a small forest.

This position has been considered, whether it is emergency response or getting out of trouble, there is room for help.

The black-painted command vehicle looks like a van, and the driver sits in the cab with a gun on guard, staring out with a tiger's eye. Inside the carriage, five or six technicians were staring intently at the screen in front of them, and Yelena was clutching her arms and pacing down the narrow aisle with cold eyes.

On the flat map, more than a dozen small red dots are rapidly approaching the factory.

This is the locator and individual communication equipment installed on the commando, under the first-hand view of the individual camera, several team members conveniently rushed into the sentry box, and quickly subdued the two security guards watching the gate.

The factory area is very large, but they have a full set of three-dimensional architectural drawings, from the corridors to the intricate sewer structures, and the commandos easily break into the factory.

According to the information received, the arms were properly placed on a small cargo ship numbered cG223 at the dock, and there was no doubt that the ship was guarded by more than five armed men of the enemy side, and at the slightest disturbance, it could start the motor and sail away from the port, leaving the sneak attackers to sigh.

For this operation, Yelena made a detailed plan and arrangement.

The commando team consisted mainly of Khalid's private security personnel and the field staff of Group 54, and although it was a little inadequate in training, it was not a fierce terrorist who dealt with it, but a small group of local gangsters. In terms of difficulty, it is also greatly reduced.

Yelena stared at the screen as thirteen red dots quickly approached her target along the street.

Boarding became the biggest difficulty.

Yelena tapped the headset, and there was a light cough in the earphones, and she smiled helplessly, there was really nothing she could do with these guys.

A short, slight fluttering sound.

The muzzle flame flickered in the night, as if it had never existed.

A sniper rifle with a muffler installed, which makes a small sound. On the bow of the ship, a gangster standing on patrol on the top deck collapsed.

Under the cover of the snipers, several assaulters quickly assembled the telescopic grappling hook and began to throw, the fixed claws firmly fastened the railing, and the team of personnel pressed the zipline thruster, and the whole person hung on the rope crane and climbed quickly.

"What sound?"

Someone kicked open the hatch and rushed out, and they were greeted by a torrent of strafing.

The MP5 submachine gun has a high rate of fire, making it ideal for close-quarters environments such as decks.

The few people who came out were beaten into a sieve, and the follow-up personnel retreated in panic, and the assault team seized the opportunity to rush in, and bursts of fierce gunfire came from the narrow aisle.

In a small and closed environment, it depends on who has more people and who has more guns, although it is not absolute, but the side with more guns must have a huge advantage.

Elena bit her lip slightly, and the task was basically over. All that remains is how to destroy the mountain of munitions and the extremely harmful Hongyan 2 individual missiles.

The criminal syndicate has held the bottom and is resisting stubbornly.

A few neatly stacked green munitions boxes were found in the sporadic crew compartments, in which lay AK47s, which were very well maintained.

Elena watched the instant video transmitted back through the front, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the information was correct.

Immediately, I was a little afraid that if these military weapons were to flow into the market, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Recently, the domestic riots have been on the rise, and the competition between the parties is heating up as the prime minister's election day draws closer. The direct contradictions between the various parties and the various groups of voters are becoming more and more exposed, and it can be said that they are inextricable.

Some extremists have already begun to use their crooked brains, but fortunately they will be detected and stopped in time, otherwise it is likely to trigger nationwide riots.

Elena held her chin with one hand, her expression became relaxed, and the battle gradually became clear and calmed down.

The other side had run out of ammunition, and if it weren't for the fact that this was an arsenal and could not use offensive weapons such as grenades, the battle would have ended a few minutes ago.

Goo-goo——!

A partridge flew up in the grass nest, attracting the driver's attention, and then a bullet flew out, ripping off half of his skull, and smearing the front windshield with blood from his brains and snaking down.

In the silence of the night, knee-high in the grass, countless pitch-black figures stood.

And the people in the carriage were still unaware.

Da Da ——!

More than a dozen figures with automatic rifles frantically strafed the command car, the heavy compartment wall was full of potholes, bullets pierced the steel plate of the carriage, and unscrupulously scurried in the internal space, the display screen, the central control host, tables, chairs, benches and various equipment were torn apart, and parts and components flew randomly.

Blood soaked the deck and trickled down from the cracks in the carriages, forming pools of blood of various sizes under the car.

The technicians inside were killed on the spot, and even if they weren't dead, the ones who had left their breath were barely alive, wailing incessantly.

With her keen intuition, when the shots rang out and the driver fell, Elena jumped out of the way, holding her head in her hands, curled up, and dodged behind a pile of groceries.

The powerful rifle bullets, even if she were wearing body armor, were useless, but fortunately, the potential energy was blocked by the iron outer wall, but when it entered her body, she still lost her mobility, and she could only watch the armed men outside flow over.

Instead of getting into the car to check it, the armed men who did not know where to come from took out the gasoline cans they had with them and threw them along the body.

One of them turned on the lighter and threw it into the air lightly, and the group turned coldly, with a raging fire behind them.

..........

At the same time, accidents are quietly happening on another front.

Li Xinyu screamed, prostrate on the ground with his head in his hands, trembling, his face, hands, and body were full of hot blood.

Hot blood ran down her head, down her face, and into her clothes, sticky and uncomfortable.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, like a quail, desperately clinging to the ground, constantly moving backwards, trying to avoid this place that contained the fear of death at all times.

Ten seconds ago, a bullet from the plant's cooling tower at a sharp angle easily took the life of the sniper next to him. The bullet penetrated from his forehead, and the back of his head burst open, and broken bones, brains, and blood were drenched on Li Xinyu's side.

For safety reasons, and because of the shortage of manpower, Li Xinyu, who was not supposed to participate in this operation, participated in this particularly serious task as an observer.

As a photography enthusiast, she has a good level of tracking and remote shooting, and she doesn't seem rusty when she sits in this position, but she didn't expect it.......

The harshness of reality and the reverie are fundamentally two scenes.

The gunfire suddenly became fierce all around, and from the steep slope, countless points of light accompanied by deafening noises rang out in the darkened walkways or behind the half-open windows.

As if there was a rehearsal, countless black-clothed armed forces poured out from various buildings or corners, numbering hundreds of people, and the members of the 54 groups left behind on the periphery were all wiped out in an instant, and those who poured into the cabin to fight were also very lucky.

Two grenades were about to be thrown into the hatch, followed by a deafening explosion.

The black-clad soldiers on either side turned sideways and cautiously searched inward, holding their guns. From time to time, there were rapid gunshots, and in the corner of the aisle, the remaining members of the 54 group resisted stubbornly, and the situation suddenly changed, making the group confused for a moment.

The black-clothed soldiers have superb combat quality and tacit cooperation, unlike the 54 groups of amateurs, they have a group of fire cover, a group of cats advancing with their bodies, and the two sides exchange without intervals, so that the opposite side can't raise their heads. In particular, the terrain of the cabin is narrow, and the level of training is immediately apparent.

After a stun bomb was used to raid the last hideout, all nine members of the group who had entered in early were shot dead indiscriminately.

There was a roar of engines in the wilderness, but there were no lights, and the target could not be locked, so it could only be predicted by relying on its own excellent military literacy.

The black-clad soldier in charge of clearing the area outside the factory raised his gun and poured ammunition at possible places, and the long tongues of fire intertwined into a net of fire and shrouded the past.

A black sedan was smashed to the point that the glass was shattered, the wheels fell off, the door was fiercely chiseled with countless large holes, the Japanese-made car could not withstand the direct fire of an automatic rifle, and it slammed into a large tree, the water tank was broken, and the engine smoked.

The captain pointed to a few of his subordinates and asked them to come and check, and the two cautiously leaned over with their guns. On the side, a couple of short shots hit.

Three of the black-clothed soldiers who were on guard fell down at once, and the rest quickly ran and hid, shooting towards the place where the gunfire had just come from.