Once again, Ston Butch and his two men hid their figures in the shadows and would continue to move forward after confirming safety.
"Are you sure this is the CIA's safe house?" Ston Butch half-kneeled on the ground and pointed at the street corner, but he still glanced at the dangerous building with his own light.
There was no light in the entire building, and there was a huge crack on the side wall. It must have been bombed by a coalition bomb. The civilians had already run away and they didn't look like someone.
Finding the entrance, the two people always point in the possible threat directions. Kate turned on the gun light, took a quick look at the stairs upstairs, and then closed them.
As he raised his foot, Ston Butch quickly grabbed her and pointed at her feet. A very thin steel wire was crossed in the shadow inside the door, and Kate would definitely tread on it at this step.
Ston Butch followed the wire and found the two connected grenades. Half of the insurance pins were pulled out. This must be a trick made by Porter, which can both warn and kill and track the enemies.
"Be careful." John Porter is definitely the most dangerous now.
Kate nodded thankfully with gratitude. If this situation hurts his own people, there will be no room for reason.
But this is also good news. At least people are very likely to be here, otherwise they will have to re-judgment their position.
"Don't make a sound." Porter was cleaning up the blood on the ground, and suddenly frowned, as if he heard some movement.
After a day of cruel battle, the two had developed a certain tacit understanding. Hex was originally sitting on the ground against the wall. He heard Potter's words and bounced up from the ground. He walked to the door like a cat, pointing the gun in his hand at the wooden door.
Porter turned off the lights in the room as soon as possible, and Glock 17 pointed at the door from the other side, preparing to shoot as soon as there was any problem.
The door was knocked lightly twice, and the atmosphere was extremely tense, "Potter, I'm Kate."
Hex looked at Porter and nodded, but the gun in his hand was not put down. Hex opened the door lock and grabbed the door handle.
With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open, and Kate stood in the door frame, pointing the muzzle to the ground to indicate that he was completely hostile.
Ston Butch, standing under the steps facing the door, the muzzle was just above the top level, and it was really hard to find him in the darkness.
No matter how careful it is, it is correct before you determine safety.
"Why are you here?" Potter put away his gun and asked them to come in quickly. He looked at it again and confirmed that no one was following him.
The atmosphere is much better than before. You should know that the two of them were cursing their respective bosses just now.
"Col. Grant, contacted the senior management immediately and used the high-value intelligence in your hands to promote this operation. Let's come and determine your location first. Your phone was blocked before." Kate explained to him.
"My phone was broken." Potter held a phone with a screen that had completely broken the battery and didn't know where to throw it.
Hex had a gentle smile on his face, "My one has long been thrown away." When this woman was not crazy, she definitely looked like a good wife and mother.
"It's okay, we will contact the command center. After confirming your safety, the operation will begin." Kate Marshall took out a high-power radio station and directly contacted the military base in Sicily.
"Hex, is the thing still there?" George Black's first sentence did not care about his subordinates. In his cognition, intelligence is the most important.
Hex had no surprise expression at all. This was the one she knew about George Black, the head of the European Affairs Office of the CIA.
"Of course, intact."
"Where is the informant?"
"Dead."
Black's voice stopped, "You should be careful not to be exposed, the task force will be on the road in an hour."
Only after the two people's locations were determined, the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft could conduct targeted reconnaissance, and the command center could also conduct route planning and guide the contingent.
First, the National Army outside Misurata began to attack the southeast sides of the city without any effort while taking advantage of the night, completely ignoring the arms shortage caused by Umbrella's previous attack.
The government forces had to start the battle. Although the search for Porter and Hex was still in progress, the strength was no longer as strong as before.
Four Black Hawk helicopters have been ready to set off on the apron. One of them is prepared for backup to prevent the plane from malfunctioning. The sound of the propeller tearing the air constantly makes a deafening roar.
"Let everyone be careful, the preliminary work of this mission is a piece of shit, and the rapid response force to support is actually the French." Price, wearing a Benny hat on his head, grabbed Gates and shouted in his ear.
Price has rich combat experience, and on the battlefield his words are basically the truth. This team of pieces together is really unreliable, let alone the preparation work is not even enough for a night.
There was no simulation training, and the two teams did not run-in. Although they had trained together, it would be useless if they really fought.
"I understand." Gaz agreed, Price turned around and found that Sandman was also explaining something to his team members. The two looked at each other and shook their heads obscurely. Sandman was not optimistic about this action.
Sirte and Xu Chuan were bored watching the hand-to-hand fight between Albert and Curtis on the training ground. Alas, what's the good thing about fighting between two black uncles? He prefers to watch fairies fight.
"Curtis, fuck him..."
“fuck you”…
Others were very excited to watch it. Of course, it might be because they placed a bet. The entertainment here is very lacking and the ban on alcohol is prohibited. Although this ban is useless to them, they still can't drink it.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Apart from finding women, it is just gambling. These energetic psychopaths come together. If they don’t find something for them, they will make trouble sooner or later. For example, they have already had several games with other PMC companies in Sirte.
Fortunately, these PMCs set rules in private and beat them, but they can't touch the guys. If anyone violates them, they will be kicked out of Sirte by others.
Even so, deaths will still occur in every few days. These people do not follow the rules. Who knows behind the scenes of the guys who are not moving in front of you? However, few people take the initiative to provoke Umbrella. In the past half month, the people they killed were almost filled with Ojira's road leading to Aijidabiye.
No one planned to become another group of National Army, although they all believed that Umbrella's combat effectiveness was not much higher than that of themselves, but they just didn't want to provoke madmen.
"Have you heard that? The Azizia Barracks recruited a mercenary group at a high price and have offered a price of 1,000 US dollars a day." The person who spoke was Williams. Every time Xu Chuan saw him, he wanted him to COS Hawkeye.
"Col. Are you going to defend Tripoli?" Sanburn continued. The guy was holding a kettle, which actually contained whiskey brought by Coco.
Xu Chuan curled his lips, "Tsk, this guy is suffering from face and may have run away long ago. Haven't you seen the structural diagram of the Aziqiya Barracks? The underground passage inside leads directly to the airport."
"So he deliberately created the illusion of being still defending Tripoli? Those who support him did not die in vain." After so long here, many young people from Sirte went to Tripoli to defend their supportive colonel.
Xu Chuan spread his hands, "I just guessed it, but he may not have left Tripoli yet. After all, he still needs to show up to improve his morale. It is impossible to convince people when recording videos."
However, it is too late to see that Missurata is located between Tripoli and Sirte, and is a transportation hub connecting two important towns. As long as Missurata is still under the control of government forces, these two cities can support each other.
However, NATO now deploys the rebels' heavy troops on the periphery of Missurata, we know that they are determined to win this city. The day when Missurata was lost was the turning point of the collapse of the government's army. Tripoli would definitely not be able to defend without Sirte's support.
But now that Umbrella is mixed up, the situation in Misurata has become confusing. People fighting in war are even more money and equipment. What's the use of having too many people without guys? Looking at the cargo ships lined up on the sea recently, you know that they had lost the arms they had lost before.
It is unlikely that there will be major moves before the supplement is completed.
"Bell, the fight started." Nikita came over with her long legs and handed over a report in his puzzled look.
"The news we just received was that the National Army began to attack Missurata in both directions." Her words attracted everyone's attention, and Curtis and Albert, who were still entangled, stopped.
"WTF? Target me on purpose, right? I just said they were not ready and started fighting now." This is the malice from where it came from.
Smith looked at the battle report, "You said nothing wrong, they must have been not prepared, and it is probably a temporary plan." In the eyes of the old man, the attacking party's actions were simply too rough. There was not enough manpower and they were still scattered in two directions.
It is estimated that the government army did not expect the National Army to do this and was directly inserted into the city center by a small army. However, this also exposed the current situation of the National Army's lack of preparation. Otherwise, using this as a fulcrum, it might be possible to tear a hole in the defense line.
However, I didn't keep up later, and this small army was made of dumplings.
Xu Chuan looked at him and lost interest. He couldn't even peck at each other. The two stinky chess players were touching each other.
This is just an ordinary battle report, and it is impossible to write everything that happened on it, so they are just a glimpse of the truth.
Just like the troubles that Price and the others encountered, it would not be possible to appear on it.
Chapter completed!