The atmosphere in Kano City is pretty good. After all, it is an ancient historical city. There are people coming and going on the streets, many of them foreigners.
After leaving the city, we didn't go very far when everything we saw before our eyes completely changed.
The houses I saw along the way were all empty. Not to mention the foreigners who came here as tourists, not even the locals could see a single shadow.
Obviously threatened by Boko Haram, everyone ran to the city to survive.
The large areas of land outside the city have become a paradise for terrorists.
This desolate scene outside the city can only be seen by Lei and Soto who are sitting in the cab. Long Zhan and the other six people have been bored in the jar.
I couldn't see what was happening outside, and I didn't know how far the car had traveled.
I only know that after less than half an hour, Soto's communication code came from the headset: "Call Team B, they have crossed the blue border."
This is a line marked on the map by the command headquarters. Crossing this line means entering the danger zone.
That is the area controlled by Boko Haram!
Entering the enemy battle zone means that danger will come at any time. Jason took pictures of the Dragon War and Full Metal on both sides, clapped his hands and urged others: "Hey, wake up, we are still 10 kilometers away from the destination. We are expected to arrive in 15 minutes.
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We should prepare in advance, we can’t waste any minute, do you understand?”
Everyone who was leaning against the wall of the tank with their eyes closed and concentrating, began to move after hearing Jason's words, and finally arranged their equipment and equipment.
More than three hours have passed since the 12 hours it took for the terrorists to return, and they will arrive in 15 minutes.
This time seems very rich, but in fact there is no difference between these 12 hours and 1:02 hours, both of which are equally unpredictable.
No one knows that the large group of terrorists who left will return at the next time.
The only best way to deal with it is to complete the task as quickly as possible. The shorter the time, the safer Team B will be.
At this most critical final moment, the Keating's combat command center went down.
"Woooooooo~~~"
The rapid alarm sound mixed with the red warning light appeared on the Keating again.
The operation center was tracking in real time, locking the main screen of Team B's vehicle to provide information to the command center. After swiping, the screen went black and the power was cut off.
Diaz and Mina had been staring at the screen, and the screen went black, leaving them both confused.
The radio rang at this time:
[Attention all departments, raise threat level z, prepare for battle, prepare for battle.]
Diaz couldn't figure out why the danger level was raised, and the preparation for the battle made her panic even more. She could only go to the fleet's Major Whitshaw.
"Isn't this a drill?" Diaz asked seriously.
"no."
Major Whitshaw hesitated for a while and then said: "There are clues about the identity of the submarine following us, and it is initially determined to be a Chinese submarine.
The captain is worried that they will intercept the signal and obtain the data on the ship, so..."
Major Whitshaw raised his eyebrows and did not continue what he said, but added: "We can't take any risks, understand?"
Diaz doesn't care what kind of submarine or not, what data will be intercepted or not, she only worries about one thing.
That is Team B, which has reached a critical moment. What should you do next if your command headquarters loses contact?
So he asked anxiously and angrily with a cold face: "Has our communication been completely interrupted? Don't you know that Team B is performing a mission? We know nothing about the outside world and cannot provide help. Do you know how serious the consequences are?
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Major Whitshaw had the same expressionless expression, staring at Diaz without making any move.
Perhaps they thought that the identity of Team B was too special. If all members of the team were sacrificed due to the Keating, the consequences would be very serious.
Whitshaw still gave in, turned around, picked up the telephone and called the captain.
After about half a minute of communication, Major Whitshaw returned and said: "The higher ups have approved an encrypted transmission channel for UAV signals and a b-team radio text message to inform them of the situation.
This is the limit of what I can do to help you. Remember that text messages must be processed in a mock-like manner."
As long as there is no critical information in the text message sent by the model assistant, even if it is intercepted by a submarine of a certain country, it will be of little use.
"receive."
Diaz knew how taboo the United States was against a certain country, so she was already very satisfied with being able to provide a text message channel and a drone signal channel. She was too lazy to fight for it anymore and turned around and walked back to Mina.
"We can only inform Team B through a text message that their communication has been interrupted. You can transfer the right to use the drone signal to Team B's mobile terminal."
Diaz was operating the computer to send messages while letting Mina operate the other part.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Mina knows how much pressure Team B will face without communication with the command center. The drone signal is the only help, and it must be done as soon as possible.
Ten seconds later.
"Didi-di-di, di-di-di."
Sitting on the co-pilot of the water tanker, Soto was staring ahead, and it could be seen from his face that he was very nervous, when the cell phone in his pocket rang.
After taking out his cell phone and reading the text message, Soto suddenly felt bad.
Lei said to the driver: "The ship is already at danger level z. We have lost contact with the command center and the mission cannot continue."
"Why can't you continue?"
Lei choked back and said plausibly: "We have understood all parts of the plan, and there will be no problem at all if contact is lost."
Seeing that Lei was so confident, Soto hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to continue or to retreat.
at this time.
Soto saw a group of armed men blocking the road in the middle of the intersection under the hill ahead. It looked like a card set up by Boko Haram terrorists.
Having lost contact with the combat center, Soto was already a little panicked.
Now there was a card set up by terrorists in front of me. It was clear that if the car tried to pass through this road, it would be blocked and searched by them. Now I was completely panicked.
He quickly urged Lei: "Stop, Lei, there is a checkpoint ahead, stop quickly."
"Don't move, the guards are watching, stay calm."
Lei did not stop the car, but first stabilized Soto, then faced straight ahead and explained: "If we stop here, they will never let us in again, and then the mission will really fail.
Either go or give up, choose 1 out of 2, no stopping, no third option.”
When Soto saw the checkpoint less than 20 meters away, his heart rate began to rise suddenly, his face became stiff, and his brain became rigid in thinking.
Before Soto could figure out how to choose, Lei had already driven the car in front of the checkpoint.