The familiar Black Hawk general-purpose helicopter, the familiar full set of SEAL customized combat equipment, the familiar combat style, and the familiar brothers.
Team B took a Black Hawk helicopter together and began their last mission.
No matter how reluctant Team A was, they still provided cover for Team B this time and were responsible for providing support on the front line. They set off in a helicopter with Team B.
The difficulty of this mission was very high, so Soto no longer followed the team.
He chose to sit at the command center and do what he should do.
The two teams of helicopters formed a formation and flew over the blue sea at the highest speed, crossed a large number of low foothills in hilly terrain, flew through various canyons and valleys, and entered the mountains of Nigeria.
In the blink of an eye.
Three hours have passed.
There were still 20 minutes left before Team B arrived at the target. Diaz in the command center issued an order for the intelligence, surveillance and reconnaissance platform to start taking off.
The V2-6 helicopter carrying Team A broke away from the formation and began to head to the combat point.
The V2-5 Black Hawk helicopter carrying Team B continued to fly north along the valley for 5 minutes, and finally landed on a designated flat land.
The pilot landed at a very high speed, and the landing gear hit the ground heavily.
There was a banging sound.
Team B, a group of seven people, got off the plane in an orderly manner, ran about ten meters outside and formed a circle, keeping a high degree of vigilance at gunpoint.
Until the helicopter put everyone down, took off and flew twenty or thirty meters above the ground, and began to fly away.
Only then did Jason shout to everyone: "Okay, boys, listen clearly, no matter what happens here, you can't leave here.
Our job is to secure this place and not let Boko Haram terrorists in."
"Received, b1."
Everyone replied in unison.
"Come on, Clark, take us to the refinery." Jason gave the first instruction.
"receive!"
After Kelai replied, he began to lead the way.
This kind of thing used to be the responsibility of Lei Lai. Later, Lei became a warrant officer and no longer served as the sniper of Team B, so Kelai took over his position.
As a professional sniper and observer of Team B, it is his basic responsibility to guide the team on the correct route.
Jason remained alert and followed Clay's guidance. He pressed the ppt and called: "Command center, this is B1. It has passed through Washington and Miami and is heading to Tampa Bay. It is expected to arrive in 15 minutes."
Each operation is divided into several, or even 10, stages for detailed positioning. This is Meite's general mission method.
Each stage will be given a name code. There are no special regulations on what it should be called. Place names, wine names, car names, etc. will all do.
"The command center received it, b1, I wish you a happy walk,
over.”
Diaz was in a pretty good mood at the moment, and had a little humor with Jason.
Diaz's description was indeed correct. In order to ensure that he could approach the oil refinery secretly, Jason adopted Route A of the Dragon War.
The road winds at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by weeds as tall as a person.
Let alone the seven members of Team B walking among them, even if a company of hundreds of people rushed in, it would be difficult to detect them from a distance of one or two hundred meters.
As Team B walked on this secret path, the possibility of encountering threats was almost zero.
Go all the way forward.
It really feels like taking a walk.
After walking unhurriedly for more than ten minutes, Team B saw the oil refinery located in a low-lying area and once again raised their alert and moved forward.
The refinery was previously controlled by the Nigerian government, but after being targeted by Boko Haram, the refinery has now been completely shut down.
The workers and technicians all evacuated, but the troops did not move in.
Team B doesn't know what's going on inside now.
When Team B officially started approaching the refinery and was about to enter a critical stage, something went wrong at the combat command center.
"Davis, is there any progress in contact with the Nigerian army?" Soto said with urgency in his tone.
At the most critical moment of the mission, the Nigerian military, which was the main force of the mission, suddenly lost all contact. This would be unsettling for anyone.
You must know that without the Nigerian army, Team A and Team B would have to face thousands of terrorists.
This is no joke!
"For now, try again without me."
Diaz was also worried and said by name: "it2, continue to contact the friendly forces in Nigeria and see if you can get in touch."
A noncommissioned officer stood up from his seat, picked up the microphone and called: "81d, this is the combat command base. I'm checking now. Please reply, over."
…
"81d, this is the combat command base, radio check, please reply, over."
The sergeant called three times in a row, but apart from the rustle of electricity, there was no other sound coming from the other side.
"We still can't contact them. We don't know anything about their situation now, which is very troublesome." Diaz said helplessly.
"We only have one intelligence, surveillance and reconnaissance platform, and it is impossible to keep an eye on every place. I need Nigerians to inform us at any time. No matter what the situation is, you continue to find a way."
As an officer, Soto has the right to demand as long as the result is achieved, it is Diaz's business how to achieve it.
"I have a situation here."
A liaison officer took the initiative to interject: "A1 reported that he has been in contact with them on the ground, but what they said sounded a bit wrong, and the specific reason is still..."
"Hey, look at this."
Diaz suddenly interrupted the officer, pointed to one of the drone surveillance screens and said: "A group of terrorists from the Blog Holy Land are heading towards the location of Team B."
Mina was attracted by Diaz's words and looked at the group of armed men on the screen.
Ningmei said: "Team A is already in place and did not report the situation, and the frontline Nigerian army and militants are in the middle of a firefight.
It seems that this group of militants had already breached the Nigerian front line before Team A landed, so they appeared in this position."
"There are quite a few of them. It might be very troublesome for Team B to deal with them. How about asking Team A to support them?" Diaz suggested.
"In the case of fierce fighting between friendly forces, it is unreasonable for Team A to withdraw to Team B's position. We need Team A as a blocking force to prevent more people from the blog organization from escaping from the Nigerians."
Soto rejected Diaz's suggestion, and his final instruction was just one sentence: "Contact Team B immediately and let Team B know that an enemy is coming."
"I got it, I'll go and do it right away."
The commander had given the order, and Diaz had no choice but to obey and quickly walked to the radio station.