The hands of the soldiers of the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force who were surrounded were trembling with their guns. They stared at the wolves standing still around them with their eyes wide open, and they kept praying in their hearts.
They prayed to the living Buddha, prayed to the gods, and prayed to everything they could.
"Hold your guns, grenades, and detonators and take them out!" the officer said.
His voice was trembling, and he didn't even notice that his teeth were clashing violently up and down unconsciously, making a clicking sound.
If the wolves are howling and restless, it is not too scary. What is scary is that these wolves are very quiet, as quiet as an army with extremely strict discipline.
As long as the wolves attack, they will surge in like a tide and devour them all in an instant.
"Head wolf! Where has the head wolf gone?" The sniper looked for the figure of Daniel, but found that the head wolf that had been squatting high had disappeared without a trace.
Instead, several relatively large gray wolves occupied a position slightly lower than the high place, squatting there and commanding hundreds of wolves.
"Impossible...impossible...this is simply impossible!" the officer holding a telescope to observe the wolves roared.
The alpha wolf who first summoned the wolf pack disappeared, and its leadership position was replaced by four or five wolves. This is a kind of stepped management. The alpha wolf occupies the top of the pyramid and controls everything; these four or five wolves are the next ones.
First-level managers each manage their own wolf pack, but they all obey the orders of the alpha wolf.
Impossible, it is impossible for wolves to have this kind of standard management model. They are livestock, beasts, and beasts that do not understand how to think.
But the fact is that the wolves all over the mountains and plains have formed a strict ladder management. Standing at the top of the pyramid are Da Niu and Er Niu. There is a wolf under them, but it is lower than them and is also responsible for their own wolves.
group.
No matter from which point of view, this is absurd and completely impossible to achieve. Because when animals like wolves live together in a group, there can only be one leader, no matter how large their group is.
This is instinct, just like the ancient emperors. Life, death, and death were all decided by one person's words.
"Ouch..."
From the far north, a shrill howl of a wolf came.
The snipers and officers heard clearly that this was the voice of the wolf with a human expression in its eyes. Its voice was the most powerful, the most powerful, and at the same time more cruel.
"Ouch..."
Four or five alpha wolves one level below immediately howled in response, and then suddenly stood up from the high ground they occupied, their hairs all over their bodies counting down, and their teeth bared.
"Get ready to fight!" the officer shouted loudly: "Sniper kill the wolf!"
After receiving the order, the sniper immediately turned his gun and prepared to kill the alpha wolf one level below. However, the alpha wolves jumped up and blended in with the other wolves, indistinguishable from each other.
The wolves began to move, hundreds of wolves slowly moving forward, moving from a distance of 500 meters apart.
Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters.
When they moved to a distance of 300 meters, the wolves stopped amidst several howls.
At this moment, a low-level alpha wolf let out a high-pitched howl. Immediately afterwards, the wolves in the west roared and rushed toward the weak circle of the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force.
"Shoot!" the officer yelled.
"Da da da..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
The sound of gunshots rang out, and the rushing wolves fell down one level at the moment of the sound of gunshots. However, the wolves behind them were not afraid of life and death at all. They immediately made up for the comrades in front after they fell, and continued to fight without hesitation.
attack.
They got orders, and under this order, they had no fear, all they had was to attack, attack, attack!
However, the wolves in the other three directions still did not move, but showed an attacking posture, and all the hair on their bodies exploded.
"Ouch..."
From the far north came the howling of a big bull, a shrillness mixed with anger, and the anger mixed with a violent attack signal.
"boom!"
The wolves in the south, north, and east finally moved after hearing this howl. They ran wildly, fully demonstrating the ferocity of a wolf.
Three hundred meters away, a terrifying three hundred meters away.
The officer looked at the tidal wave of wolves in despair. They were unable to resist at all. These wolves were so smart that they actually shortened the distance to 300 meters, forming the optimal charging distance.
In just ten seconds, the wolves completely occupied the area where the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force was located.
The sound of gunfire disappeared, and what remained was the sound of wolves fighting for flesh and blood.
"Aww...aoww..."
The victorious wolves howled in victory, but not even the bones of the two dozen soldiers of the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force were left behind. The only thing that could prove their existence was the blood on the ground and the weapons in their hands.
At this moment, the big ox carrying Yan Fenghuo to the north rushed over like lightning, with uncontrollable anger and ferocity in his eyes.
Seeing the bull running wildly, all the thousands of wolves bowed their heads and made way for them.
With a "swish" sound, the big bull swooped ferociously towards the leader of the pack who had just howled to launch an attack from the west, and bit him hard on the neck.
The sharp wolf teeth instantly pierced the wolf's throat, and a large stream of blood spurted out.
With a "hoo" sound, the bull shook his head and threw the wolf several meters away for support.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
A short and ferocious sound came from the big cow's mouth, and its entire wolf face shrank upward, exposing all its teeth.
This is an angry expression, an expression that clearly reveals the ferocity.
Following its movement, countless wolves pounced on the leader, whose throat was severed and struggling there, tearing the wolf into pieces.
The wolf launched an attack without authorization, which the alpha wolf could not tolerate.
"Ouch!!!"
The big bull let out a shrill and powerful howl again, and his wolf eyes swept over the wolf in front of him one by one.
All the wolves were trembling and completely bowing their bodies.
Several other gray wolves almost crawled over from the pack, making growling sounds in their throats, and lowered their heads towards the bull.
Da Niu glanced at these wolves coldly, turned around and ran towards the north.
As the bull left, the wolves dispersed, but dozens of wolves remained.
They stared at each other, bared their teeth, and fiercely attacked each other.
The leader of this wolf pack died, and they must choose another leader in the shortest possible time. And their selection criteria is very simple, that is, fighting!
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a rescue team composed of hundreds of soldiers from the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force arrived here. They were fully armed and carried flamethrowers. But there was no longer a wolf here, and all that was left was blood and blood on the ground.
Weapons and equipment left behind by comrades in arms.
The military dogs brought here drooped their heads and refused to take a step forward. The smell of wolves here was so strong that even the military dogs felt frightened.
Hundreds of troops who came in through special channels began to search the area. They faced many dangers: first, wolves, and second, Tajik troops and Kyrgyz troops that they might encounter.
But Major Pala is so important that even if it means sacrificing the lives of hundreds of people, he must bring her back intact.
In the far north, Yan Fenghuo didn't know how far he was carried by Da Niu and Er Niu. When he woke up, he found himself in a hospital.
The severed trachea has been connected, and the wound on the left chest has been treated.
He didn't understand how he ended up in the hospital, but he knew that being sent to the hospital was definitely the result of a talented person.
In the Blood Fox Brigade, the two wolves, Danu and Erniu, understand what a hospital is like. Although they cannot speak, they can see the Blood Fox team members being sent to the brigade's infirmary after being seriously injured. This kind of
The scene formed a subconscious in their minds, so after seeing Yan Fenghuo being seriously injured, they knew what to choose.
Yan Fenghuo wanted to move, but found that his hands and feet were handcuffed to the hospital bed.
This hospital bed is unique. It is made entirely of steel and has strong shackles at the four corners. It is specially used for serious criminals to seek medical treatment for acute illnesses.
"Tell me, which country are you from? What is your identity? Your military rank!" A fierce voice reached Yan Fenghuo's ears.
Several Kyrgyz soldiers stood beside the hospital bed, staring eagerly at Yan Fenghuo, who had just woken up.
He fell into the hands of Kyrgyzstan's military, and maybe that wasn't so bad.
Kyrgyzstan has a relatively close relationship with China and is a member of the Shanghai Cooperation Organization.
The SCO is the "Shanghai Cooperation Organization", formerly the "Shanghai Five" meeting mechanism. On April 26, 1996, the five heads of state of China, Russia, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, and Tajikistan met in Shanghai. Since then,
, the "Shanghai Five" meeting mechanism was formally established. Member countries: China, Russia, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan and Uzbekistan.
This is a regional organization in the world, just like the European Union. In addition to political and economic promotion and development, the SCO member states have successively conducted seven peace mission military exercises and two Tianshan uprisings.
Horror acting.
This is especially true of Russia, Tajikistan, and Kyrgyzstan. There have been many unilateral counter-terrorism exchanges between the Chinese military and Kyrgyzstan alone.
But Yan Fenghuo cannot reveal his identity. He has no identity yet and is still a traitor and a terrorist who joined the East Turkistan Islamic Movement.
"Me?" Yan Fenghuo's eyes immediately showed deep doubts, and he asked softly: "Who am I? Who am I?"
Amnesia, Yan Fenghuo did not hesitate to play amnesia, a classic plot in TV novels.
"Pa", a fist hit Yan Fenghuo's cheek hard, and a rude voice sounded: "Don't play tricks on me, tell me, who instructed you to carry out a terrorist attack on the Saretash Municipal Hall? Americans? Easterners?
Yin Yun?”
Terrorist attack? Yan Fenghuo really didn’t know about it.
"You don't have any identification on you. Tell me, are you working for the East Turkestan Movement or the United States?" A Kyrgyz soldier leaned down, stared into Yan Fenghuo's eyes and said, "I can't kill anyone anymore."
Ten American spies killed countless members of the East Turkestan Islamic Movement. If you tell the truth, I will let you die quickly; if you are not honest, I will make your death very uncomfortable."
This is a threat, a naked threat. Unfortunately, the threat is of no use to Yan Fenghuo. He has now lost his memory, completely lost his memory.
"Who am I? Who am I? Who am I!!!" Yan Fenghuo shouted.
His eyes were full of pain and confusion, as if he really couldn't remember who he was.
If Clint Eastwood were here, the American Film Institute Lifetime Achievement Award winner would definitely make Yan Feng an international first-line star and create a classic like "The Bridge".
Life depends entirely on acting skills. Yan Fenghuo hypnotized himself: I have lost my memory, I have lost my memory...