At that time, under the dazzling afterglow of the setting sun, the northwest wind blew loudly, and the chill suddenly came.
But at this time, no one among the seven operators noticed the cold. To be precise, they were so focused on preparing for another attack that they no longer cared about the sensory feelings of cold and heat.
"Listen, it's a quarter past seven. Let's move on time at midnight and all have the same watch!" After Mr. Qin's order, the seven people rolled up their sleeves at the same time, raised the military watches on their wrists, and pressed a
Knob to enter the countdown.
Hua Qiang looked at the three-story earth-yellow building not far away and cursed: "What a fool, these idiots are quite good at finding a nest. I will blow up the idiots for you in a moment!"
"Qiangzi, madman, please take it easy when we start the operation later. We don't know the specific location of the hostages yet. Don't use the gun unless it is absolutely necessary. Use this to solve the problem!" Mr. Qin said and pulled out the gun tied to his trouser leg.
The dagger inserted in the military boots on his upper body shone brightly. The dagger shone coldly under the setting sun, and it was extremely cold and terrifying.
Yang Shilin and Hua Qiang nodded in unison: "Understood!"
"Hey, man, look what good stuff I have brought!" Hua Qiang took out a few old AK47s from his backpack with a playful smile and said with a smile: "I just solved those four idiots, I think this guy
It was very good, but it was a pity to leave it there, so I packed it up!"
"You kid, you're making hair out of this pile of scrap metal? Don't you have any weapons in your backpack?" Master Qin glanced at Hua Qiang, who was asking for credit, and scolded him.
When Hua Qiang heard this, he felt that he was being thankless for his efforts, so he quickly picked up the AK47 and explained: "No, brother... I think so. We are fighting in the Gobi desert now. Although the American M16 is accurate, it is not accurate.
It's very pampered. It's easy for the chain to fall off and get stuck in such extreme conditions. However, this thing is durable, sand-proof, water-proof, cold and high-temperature proof, so when the time comes, it will just pop out!"
"Bullshit! Don't Commander Jiang and your father know what you are talking about?" Mr. Qin cursed and took out a dark domestic Type 95 assault rifle from his backpack: "Do you think our Chinese military experts are all vegetarians?
Yes, do you recognize this thing?!"
When Hua Qiang saw it, he gave Mr. Qin a disdainful look: "Who doesn't know this? Our Chinese army doesn't all use it, the Type 95 assault rifle!"
"Yes, you are right, but do you know why our country does not equip you with AK47 or M16, but equips you with it?" Yang Shilin smiled slightly and nodded.
"It goes without saying that we support domestic production. The Type 95 is made by China itself, the AK47 is from the Soviet Union, and the M16 is from the Yankees!" Huaqiang took out the Type 95 assault rifle in his backpack and pointed it at the East Turkestan terror.
He took aim in the direction of the base and answered casually.
Yang Shilin shook his head: "It's not that simple, brother. Anyway, I'm used to using the 95 style, so I still think it's easy to use!"
"The Type 95 assault rifle was independently developed by our country. It was first unveiled when the Chinese Special Forces participated in the 1998 Erna Assault Joint Military Exercise Competition. To this day, this gun still maintains four of the best in the world: highest accuracy,
It has the lightest weight, the smallest size, the longest effective range, and can withstand all kinds of harsh weather conditions. This is also an important reason why our special forces can win the championship in the Erna Assault!" Mr. Qin took the words and touched them.
Holding the cold gun body, he gave everyone a weapons knowledge lesson.
Hua Qiang and the other four Snow Leopard commandos were stunned for a moment after hearing this, especially Hua Qiang, who threw aside the rusty AK47s and played with the Type 95 assault rifle in his hands like a treasure: "Oh, man, brother
, I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect, our country also has such an awesome gun, my grandma’s finally exploded the anus of the Yankees and Soviet idiots, haha!”
"Smile so hard! I usually let you know more about the real thing, but I know how to use the two ounces of meat in your crotch to pick up girls all day long, and you are not ashamed of it!" Mr. Qin laughed and scolded Hua Qiang.
hand.
"Hehe, aren't you a man? Besides, whose dick is not meat!" Hua Qiang giggled, touched his head and started playing with the gun in his hand.
Yang Shilin saw Hua Qiang being dealt with obediently by Mr. Qin and shook his head helplessly: "Brother, I think you are the only one who can deal with Qiangzi. For that slap just now, he would have fought as hard as Ya if it had been someone else!" Qin
After hearing this, the man smiled and did not comment. Hua Qiang did not refute and just played with his gun.
"Okay, we have four hours to go before we take action. Now I'm on alert. You guys should get some sleep!" Mr. Qin saw that the sky suddenly turned dark. He glanced at the luminous hands of the military watches on their wrists, which happened to be pointing at night.
Eight o'clock.
After hearing this, one of the team members looked at Mr. Qin with admiration: "I'll be the captain..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Execute the order immediately!" Mr. Qin lay on the Gobi Desert without looking back and observed the movements of the terrorist base with night vision binoculars.
Yang Shilin made a gesture to the commando, telling him to stop talking. They quickly entered a state of rest, while Hua Qiang still held the treasured Type 95 assault rifle in his hand.
A fierce battle is imminent, and it is crucial to maintain high energy. Since it is a surprise attack, it is necessary to attack them unprepared. This is one of the reasons why Mr. Qin chose to attack at midnight. That is when the terrorists are sleepy, tired and irritable, and can fully
Use this to complete the raid and rescue the hostages.
While Huaqiang, Yang Shilin and others were sleeping and recuperating, Mr. Qin had been observing the terrain around the terrorist base and the structure of the three-story khaki building, and used a pencil to roughly sketch the firepower distribution of his brother's stronghold on paper. After completing this
It was already 11:30 pm.
"Get up!" Mr. Qin woke up all six people, then turned on the fluorescent flashlight, pointed at the terrain map he had just drawn under the weak light and ordered: "Let's divide into three groups. I will take a commando.
, Madman, you take one person, and the remaining two people will be with Qiangzi. I will break through from this entrance. Madman, you will enter from here. Huaqiang, you will lead them through the side door to look for the hostages! Do you understand?!"
"Understood!" Everyone replied in unison with lowered voices, their eyes filled with determination.
"Okay! Check the equipment and get ready to go!" Mr. Qin nodded heavily, and then tested the walkie-talkie with Yang Shilin and Huaqiang to make sure there was nothing wrong. After each checked the ammunition, he looked at his watch. The luminous pointer was exactly right.
At midnight, everyone hunkered down and attacked the terrorist base under the cover of darkness.