After the war, the road was in a mess, with corpses scattered all over the road, and the original convoy had been completely blown into wreckage.
A soldier with two legs broken, wailing on the ground, with a long stain of blood behind him, Thorp picked up the gun and ended the man's pain.
Price stood next to a military vehicle and looked down at Imran Zakayev, who was leaning against the tire with blood on his face. His right leg was gone, and a big hole was opened on his waist, and there was only one breath left.
Price said nothing, lifted an AK-74 that he had just picked up from the ground. Zakayev raised his head, and a piece of his jaw was cut off from a single piece, revealing his gums and jagged teeth, and his eyes were as angry and cold as a beast.
He spread his hands and rolled out a grenade that had already pulled down the safety and rolled out. Price did not hesitate, throwing the gun and knocking it down.
After the explosion, there was no need to re-shoot the gun. "The father and son are really cruel." Gaz carefully checked the body and confirmed that there were no other explosives.
"He has promoted cooperation between OTAN and the Russians." Sandman sighed from the side, this was something that could not happen for many years.
"Why support is always the last one?" Gaz looked at the Russian helicopters in the air and the Marines who rushed over.
"The two helicopters just now are also supportive, they came just right." Frost looked up and found that the two Mi 171s had already disappeared.
Xu Chuan, who has hidden merit and fame, has already let the pilots fly towards the airport. As for their merits, flight data and calls can prove everything.
There is still a team of people waiting for Xu Chuan to pick them up, and Umbrella and others are not suitable for showing up.
The two helicopters landed directly at the nearest front-line airport. The facilities here are simple, but it is still okay to replenish the helicopters. Several Russians jumped off the plane and shouted and were drunk.
Albert knelt on the cold ground and vomited a lot, "Are you sure he has completed the airborne training course?" Xu Chuan was disgusted and walked away a little. Although he was a little dizzy, would this guy be too exaggerated?
John Smith shook his head, "He should be a psychological effect." Templeton Parker walked past them with a pale face.
"Fuck, have you ever seen Mi 171 rolling? These crazy people?" Albert kept cursing. On the way back, the pilot might have been having fun and played a stunt, but the problem is that this is a transport plane.
Modoc seems to have no effect, which is a routine operation for him.
Xu Chuan took out the satellite phone and found that there was a signal. Oh, the Russians are really degenerate now, and the war zone does not conduct communication control, which is simply a big shot.
No matter how much you complain, it is really convenient for you, otherwise you can only fly away from this area first.
I found a place where no one was around and called, "Uncle Xu, how can I contact your people?" Is there anyone who has hidden his whereabouts in this wilderness in Siberia?
"Where are you?", opposite the phone was Xu Zhengyang's serious voice.
"The Russians' frontline airport." Xu Chuan took out a GPS and reported a string of numbers. The opposite side had not spoken for a long time.
Xu Zhengyang asked in confusion, "How did you get in?"
Xu Chuan was even more confused, "I gave the money, I also rented two rice 171." Then he seemed to hear the other side cursing in a low voice.
"Is it safe there?" Xu Zhengyang decided to believe Xu Chuan after weighing the pros and cons.
"Don't worry, let them come directly and contact me nearby." Xu Chuan saw that the Siberian harbor was already rotten, otherwise how could Zakayev become bigger here? If the Russians checked the military headquarters, they would definitely find evidence of contact with Zakayev.
At this frontline airport, if you give money, these two planes can be sold directly to you. Of course, the premise is that you can drive away by yourself. Find the pilot who sent him in a tent, give him a roll of US dollars and ask him to find eight sets of Russian military uniforms, and don’t need to pass through the new ones.
This Russian with the rank of major didn't ask what Xu Chuan was going to do. He ordered some money in saliva, and then found his clothes in less than half an hour. They were big and small, with complete logos. It was obvious that they were taken off their bodies and were still very warm.
According to the agreement with Xu Zhengyang, Xu Chuan would wait here for four hours. Although he kept saying that he didn't have to hurry up, Xu Zhengyang still told him that if the time exceeded, he would definitely not wait any longer, which made him a little nervous.
In less than four hours, Xu Chuan's satellite phone rang, and opposite was the voice of a Shu Dipao brother, "I was introduced by Lao Xu."
Xu Chuan sounded very kind, "Where are you? I'll drive you to pick you up." He said like picking up a group of ordinary tourists.
I found a full truck and threw the things into the carriage, explained to Smith, and drove out of the camp.
After turning a mountain, he stopped beside a birch forest at the foot of the mountain. He didn't know where these people were hiding. As agreed, Xu Chuan got off the car and walked around the car three times counterclockwise, and then turned clockwise, complaining about which foolish method he thought of.
In less than ten minutes, the passenger's car door was photographed. Xu Chuan was a little surprised. He was always paying attention to the surroundings and could still be touched from the dead corner. Although he did not devote all his attention, it also shows that the ability of this group of people is definitely top-notch.
He opened the car door and jumped down. In the blind spot of the rearview mirror in the cab, a fully armed figure was pointing at him with AKMS in his hand. The man was over 1.7 meters tall, completely different from the size of Albert's European and American men, and was strong and more coordinated.
His left foot was forward, his body leaned forward slightly, his back was tightened, and the metal butt was pressed against his shoulder. Xu Chuan's eyes lit up. The posture of the gun was so stable. His lips raised and he greeted enthusiastically, "Brother, are you looking for a job? Our company recruits retired soldiers all year round. Those with practical experience are preferred, with an annual salary starting from 200,000 US dollars." What is the most important in the 21st century? Talent!
The man's body stiffened slightly, as if he was confused by Xu Chuan's behavior. At this extremely awkward moment, another person had already surrounded him from the other side.
These people were quite cautious and did not fully believe Xu Chuan because of Xu Zhengyang. One person looked at him, and the other inspected the carriage.
Chapter completed!