Standing in front of the door, Liang Chen and Yao Weilin looked at each other and smiled. Yao Weilin tied up his clothes and walked up to knock on the door. A lazy sound rang inside, not like Thai or Uyghur. Then, the footsteps of kicking stagnant sounds. A few seconds later, a tall and thin man opened the door. However, before he could see clearly the appearance of the person standing outside the door, Yao Weilin had already made a move like lightning. He grabbed his throat with his left hand, twisted it hard, and with a "click", the guy's neck immediately tilted to the side.

At the same time, his body fell, and Liang Chen behind him had already thrown a flying knife, "Punch..." The sword passed through more than ten meters like lightning, hitting his throat directly. The tip of the knife was exposed from the back of his neck through his neck. The huge force swept him directly and threw him on the bed.

In almost a second, the two enemies who were more than ten meters apart were killed by one blow at the same time. It has to be said that the cooperation between Liang Chen and Yao Weilin was so familiar that it was outrageous, which made the soldiers next to them look at them a little. They usually knew that Brother Chen and the mad instructor were strong, but once they reached the actual battle, they realized that these two people were so strong that they were so strong, which was simply terrible. Especially the cooperation between them was as close as one, which was perfect and a must-kill situation. The cooperation between the two people and the powerful combat power made the soldiers a little stunned. Of course, they were more admirable. At the same time, the drills of the two people like a game also taught them the most vivid and specific lesson, allowing them to learn precious experience from it.

And experience cannot be fully obtained through training alone, only through experience can be experienced in actual combat.

Liang Chen slowly walked into the room, sat on the bed, looked at the several corpses dragged by his subordinates on the ground, and frowned tightly.

These two people are actually unique brown with dark green eyes and curled hair. They are not from T country, but from authentic Chinese people, or some branch outside this tribe.

"Who are these people? What are they going to do when they gather here?" Liang Chen's heart once again burst into this question.

At this moment, three sounds of fingernails passing through the microphone were clearly heard from the earplugs, interrupting Liang Chen's thoughts. These three secret codes indicate that everything is under control.

"He's it? This movie is so good. It's actually a rare Central Asian movie. I treasure it." Yao Weilin enjoyed the movies on the computer for a long time, and then removed the CD.

"Take all the useful things in the house, and you can't take them away. Put them in high explosives and explode them when you leave." Liang Chen whispered.

"Yes!" The soldiers immediately took action, put all the information they could take away into the field backpack, and at the same time filled the high-explosive explosives in the room.

A group of people sneaked out quietly and met with the people outside.

So far, all the sentries at the door, guards on duty room, guards in the tower, etc. have been killed, and nearly thirty people have been killed.

However, this is far from enough, because there are two barracks behind the camp, with at least about 300 people, which is equivalent to a reinforced company. The most critical figure, the American named Wilson, has not been found yet. Apart from the gray building, the remaining buildings are these two barracks. Liang Chen analyzed that there is a great possibility that Wilson is very cunning, and maybe he hides in these two barracks. It is too difficult to find Wilson without disturbing these more than 300 people. What's more, the other party is still patrolling and circling around the periphery. Once they find abnormalities, they will fire a gun to warn them, which may be even more troublesome.

If the battle starts, even if the opponent hastily responds to the battle, there are so many people, it will be a huge pressure for the more than 60 people. If they cannot complete the task on time and retreat from the battlefield, they will be bitten by the enemy and chase them, and then they will be divided into troops to help. Even if Yang Zhongyong's cover is good, they may be swallowed up by the enemy in such unfamiliar mountains.

"Chen, what should I do next?" Yao Weilin was also anxious in his heart, and leaned in Liang Chen's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry." Liang Chen took a deep breath, leaned down and observed the two camps opposite him.

It is said to be a barracks, but in fact, they are four rows of brick bungalows on the left and right. Green plants are used as cover to prevent spy satellites and aerial reconnaissance aircraft from spying. Each row of brick bungalows has ten doors, which is an independent dormitory, with about eight to ten people in each room.

The two barracks were about thirty meters apart, and inside, the sounds of snoring and talking in their sleep came intermittently. It seemed that these guys were sleeping very sweetly.

After careful observation for a while, Liang Chen tapped the headset all over. Then, the sound of two observation posts on the towers came from the headset, "Brother Chen, there are two patrol teams, patrolling the left and right sides. Now one is three points ahead of me, with a distance of about 300 meters. They have been resting in place, and the exact time of departure is unknown. The other patrol team has always been swimming on the left and the report is completed." The two observation posts reported separately.

Liang Chen nodded gently, and had a decision in his heart, "Everyone, concentrate on anesthesia bullets, two people in groups, concentrate on attacking the left barracks. The first team is responsible for vigilance and surveillance of the right barracks. All snipers are on standby. If the patrol team moves abnormally, they will be wiped out on the spot. If the action here is exposed, the battle starts, the searchlight light shines on the enemy on the right, and the tower machine guns are suppressing it. Liang Chen whispers to make combat deployment in the headset.

"Received." An echo came from the headset.

"Be prepared for combat. While the patrol on the right has not yet taken action, hurry up and solve all the enemies of the barracks on the right, and try not to make any sound." Liang Chen issued a battle order, and then, like a raccoon cat, quietly sneaked forward.

Yao Weilin waved his hand gently behind him, and thirty team members followed.

At the gate of the military camp on the right, a whistle light was hanging there in white, swaying to the local area. Not far from the whistle light, Liang Chen's special forces team members had quietly crawled along the base of the window to the front of the first row of barracks, and another group of people sneaked into the second row of barracks under the leadership of Yao Weilin.

Liang Chen pointed quietly in front of him, so ten team members crawled over quietly on all sides. Each of them held two anesthesia bullets in their hands and spread out. Two of them were thrown in a room. Even if the ventilation conditions were good, these two anesthesia bullets were enough to let these guys sleep until dawn. Of course, they could not open their eyes at dawn, because the sickle of the god of death had already waving above their heads, and the shadow of death quietly enveloped them.
Chapter completed!