Yang Qing lay in a tall grass on a small hill on the side of the road. The m16 assault rifle in his hand slowly aimed at the machine gunner on the truck behind him, and whispered in his mouth to start the action with his gunshots.
It was setting sun, and the dim sunlight shone on the two grass-green cars driving in. A black and gray dirt road behind the car was like a giant snake, winding in the mountains.
Just as the jeep slowed down and turned over the foot of the mountain, Yang Qing gently pulled the trigger of the assault rifle, and a string of bullets roared towards the machine gunner and the cab on the truck behind. Then the roadside flew out one after another.
Several grenades followed the skeleton bullets from the road to the drug dealers in the carriage.
Several bullet holes were drilled in front of the truck, and the broken glass was splashed with red blood. The truck plunged to the hillside on the roadside, and then slid down from the hillside and stopped on the roadside.
The assault rifle bullets and grenade fragments made sparks splash, and several soldiers standing next to the carriage immediately fell out of the carriage with the gunshots.
At the same time, the Guoan team members behind the foot of the mountain also knocked the trigger, and a few bullets drilled into the windshield of the jeep that had just turned over the foot of the mountain. The jeep rushed towards a big rock at the foot of the mountain, and with the "
With a loud bang, the jeep stopped on the side of the road with a violent tremor.
Two Guoan team members who were ambushing at the foot of the mountain immediately rushed up. One of them swept the back seat of the jeep with a gun, and the bullets drilled into the rear window with a "puff puff puff puff". Another team member quickly opened the jeep door.
He pulled the person sitting in the passenger seat with blood on his face from the car. Regardless of whether he was unconscious or not, he palmed his fat neck on the side, and carried him on his back and ran to the side mountain.
At this time, the soldiers in the truck compartment behind fell down in an instant by the sudden grenade explosion and the rain of bombs. The truck was slanted across the roadside. The remaining soldiers on the truck had already attacked suddenly
After reacting, some immediately squatted down in the carriage, holding up the automatic rifle in their hands and shooting randomly from the carriage, while others pounced down on the carriage and lay on the side of the road to shoot towards the opposite hillside.
Yang Qing lay on the mountain and held an automatic rifle while shooting, turning his head to look to the side. Seeing that the team members in front were already running to the side hillside with their captives on their backs, he immediately shouted to the two team members not far away:
"Retreat!" Then he grabbed a grenade and threw it out. The two team members on the side also threw out two grenades.
"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", three flames immediately rose in front of the truck, and countless shrapnel were flying around in the fire, hitting the truck gang and the body, making a "crackling" sound.
The drug dealers in and under the car immediately fell down, and the gunshots of counterattack stopped immediately.
Amid the violent explosion of the grenade, Yang Qing and the other two had already stood up and ran to the hillside behind him. At this time, another team member who was attacking the jeep in front was hiding behind a big tree on the hillside, and the automatic rifle on his chest was spraying flames.
, covering Yang Qing and the other two retreated.
Less than three minutes into the entire attack, several people quickly took the prisoners into the undulating mountains. When the remaining five and six soldiers next to the truck got up from the ground with dusty faces, Yang Qing and the other five had already passed away.
The opposite hill disappeared.
Several drug dealers wiped the smoke and dust on their faces with lingering fear, looked at the already quiet hillside opposite, and walked to the jeep behind the foot of the mountain with weapons in hand. They saw the driver lying on the steering wheel with blood on his face.
The two soldiers on the row of seats had automatic rifles on their legs and their bodies were tilted to the back seat. The back seat was filled with blood, while the quarconian officer who was supposed to be sitting in the passenger seat disappeared.
Yang Qing and the other five ran for more than ten kilometers in their backs, and saw a cave stopping on the hillside of a mountain. Yang Qing came to the entrance of the cave to listen to the movement inside, then picked up a few stones and threw them into the cave.
Seeing that there was no movement inside, he immediately crawled in with his automatic rifle.
The cave is not big, seven or eight meters deep, and it is damp and dark inside. Yang Qing then drilled out of the cave and waved to the team member standing at the entrance of the cave with his captives on his back and let him in. Then he stood by the cave and raised his telescope to observe.
The surrounding mountains and several team members were hidden behind the bushes and stones and muzzles facing the surroundings. After Yang Qing carefully checked around, he turned his head to look at the alert team members, raised his feet and walked into the cave again.
The cave was pitch black, and the captive leaned against the cold stone wall with his head down, his head hanging on his chest, obviously still in a coma. The team members next to him were gasping for breath, wiping the sweat on his face with one hand and holding it with the other hand
The kettle took a few sips, then poured the water in the kettle onto the captive's head.
A pot of cold water fell down, and the captive suddenly felt clever all over his body, then opened his eyes and raised his head. He took advantage of the faint light from outside the cave and saw Yang Qing standing beside him, and one of them was in the hands of the person next to him.
Holding a shaky dagger, shaking it gently.
Yang Qing squatted down and looked at the other person's eyes coldly. He didn't make any sound for a long time. His eyes looked like a sharp ice cone, and the coldness was biting.
The captive's body gradually trembled. He couldn't stand the cold look. He asked in the local language tremblingly: "You...you have...what you want me to serve...you say, I...what you know, I'll tell you
…You guys”, his eyes tried his best to avoid Yang Qing’s sharp gaze.
Yang Qing asked coldly in local language: "Where did you buy your arms?" The captive finally spoke when he saw the other party, and his fear in his eyes reduced a little. He knew that the other party would not take his life for the time being.
Then, he quickly trembled and replied: "I bought it from Mohong Company."
"Mohong Company?" Yang Qing asked questioningly, then asked again: "Where is the company?...
The captive answered all Yang Qing's questions tremblingly. Yang Qing turned his head to look at the team members next to him to see what else he needed to ask? The other party shook his head, Yang Qing nodded and walked out of the cave, and then heard the coming from the cave.
The sound of a broken neck bone. They must not leave any living mouth here, otherwise the prisoner would know their motives from Yang Qing's question, and the other party was a drug dealer, so he would be more than dead.
Yang Qing stood at the entrance of the cave, holding a telescope for a while, and whispered: "Retreat!" He had already learned from the prisoner's mouth that the company that sold arms, contact methods, and the other party's arms hoarding location. The next step is to
Take time to analyze and verify intelligence.
Now, he will follow Wu Dong's instructions to return to Lao Liu's intelligence station as soon as possible to avoid encountering the Black Hawk and the mercenaries from Yamaguchi.