The bumpy car made Fu Ming very uncomfortable. He didn't dare to sleep a wink last night. Fortunately, nothing happened to the cat. Now he is on his way to Hama, a city in central and western Syria. According to information from the General Staff, the Liberal Party is stationed there.
, Fu Ming did not make an appointment at all. In fact, he did not have any contact information for the leaders of the Liberal Party, including the General Staff. He could always find them when he got to the place.
Sitting in the back seat, he dozed off soon, but as soon as he lowered his head, he was pricked with a beard. Yes, it was a beard. Before setting off, the group changed into clothes and costumes with local characteristics, and
Fu Ming, who was originally only in his early twenties, is now disguised as a wretched uncle, with a stubble on his face, his face blackened with oil paint, wearing a headscarf, and looking like a Muslim. Next to him, Xu Cheng, in the driver's seat
Song Jiahao, and Wayne Blade in the passenger seat, were dressed similarly to him. This car was obtained from the Shadow Force.
As for the remaining members of the security forces, they have to take the plane that arrived from China this morning. The injured Mo Bing and Cat cannot be of much help here, and the Shadow Special Forces Brigade, which has been assigned a task by the Chinese military, has no time to take care of these.
The wounded. For the sake of the health of the two wounded, Fu Ming left Jack Davis and Hallucination with them, hoping that someone would take care of them on the way.
"I said, you won't feel uncomfortable wearing this thing!" Fu Ming rubbed his eyes. It seemed that he couldn't rest during this journey.
"Boss, just be patient. It's so chaotic here that you can't tell where the government troops are or where the Hezbollah militants are. If you still walk around in a suit and meet the government troops,
It's good to see that you are an East Asian, but if you meet Hezbollah...it's not certain whether you can return to the imperial capital intact." Song Jiahao, who was driving, turned around and smiled. "This kind of dress and this old car.
The car fits this place very well, don’t you think?”
"Tch..." Fu Ming turned his head to the side and looked at the scenery outside the window. Speaking of scenery, there were almost no complete buildings on both sides of the simple road. The buildings with unique Middle Eastern and Islamic styles were very dilapidated and obviously no longer there.
People live there. From time to time, you can see militiamen armed with AK47s on the road, and even children carrying weapons. They are only teenagers. It is not known whether these so-called armed personnel are from the government forces or Hezbollah.
People don't even have a serious helmet.
The civilians on the road had expressionless faces, and some even carried large and small bags on their shoulders, walking slowly on the roadside. They were probably some people who fled their hometowns to avoid the war. But the whole of Syria is in turmoil, and the current government
It is on the verge of collapse, and Hezbollah’s armed forces do not have the ability to defeat the government forces at once. Two parties are fighting to capture it. With wars raging, where can the civilians hide?
Fu Ming sighed heavily, "When can we arrive?"
Song Jiahao looked at the GPS and pushed Wayne. Wayne immediately took out a map and started locating.
"The speed is very slow now. There are a lot of people here. The car can't drive fast, and going too fast will attract the attention of armed men. After leaving this town, there is a large desert below. It is sparsely populated, so you can go faster. It is expected that
We will arrive in Hama tonight." Wayne thought for a moment and said.
"It's better to be careful." Fu Ming nodded. The purpose of disguise was to avoid attracting others' attention. They didn't have any passes or anything like that. If their identities were discovered by the Japanese armed forces, they would have no choice but to use weapons.
Facing each other.
Seeing that the vehicle was about to leave the town, but when it reached the road at the exit of the town, the vehicle turned a corner. Fu Ming raised his head and glanced, and suddenly frowned. "Damn, checkpoint?"
There was indeed a crossbar in front of the road, blocking the road. Several soldiers with rifles wandered back and forth, checking the passing civilians. If they encountered any resistance, they would step up and kick them from time to time.
"It's three hundred meters away, so it's a bit unclear..." Wayne took out a monocular telescope from his body and looked into the distance carefully. "There are four people on the ground, holding AK47s, and they have spare magazines and grenades, etc...
..." He adjusted his observation direction. "There is also a pickup truck parked on the right side of the road. It should have a .50 machine gun on it. There is a person in the car. He is dressed in militia uniforms. It is impossible to tell whether it is government troops or *** armed forces."
Fu Ming smiled bitterly. He couldn't even tell whether he was an enemy or a friend. He really didn't know how the civil war in this country was fought. How on earth did the two armed factions distinguish between friendly and enemy forces?
"Are you trying to break in?" Xu Cheng has already touched the mk18 carbine in his hand and is ready to load it. The mk18 carbine is actually the cqb version of the m4a1 carbine, which is convenient for fighting indoors and in small spaces, except that the barrel and shoulder pads are shortened
Other than that, the other various performances are no different from the m4a1, and it also uses 5.56mm caliber bullets.
After the jsoc attack, Fu Ming found that the ammunition on his side was not enough. He brought too few things. There was almost no supply of 5.8mm caliber bullets. The supplies from the Shadow Special Forces Brigade were also very limited, so he simply gave up.
Using the 03 automatic rifle with 5.56mm bullets, I found a local black market businessman to get some weapons thrown here by the U. Fortunately, there were enough bullets.
Song Jiahao, on the other hand, used the 200.408, which uses an extremely tricky .408cheytac bullet with a 10.36mm caliber. The length of the entire bullet can reach 11 centimeters. Even the U.S. Army does not use such weird things. Song Jiahao really doesn’t know about sniping.
How does the brain of the hand grow? Three magazines, a total of fifteen bullets, although not many, are enough. Manual feeding ensures the huge power of the m200, and the effective range can reach more than 2,000 meters.
You know, the m200 uses a laser rangefinder and the most advanced bullet trajectory calculation computer system, which means that even without an observer, the ballistic trajectory can be predicted through the gun sight itself, without any calculations at all. Song Jiahao
He smiled contemptuously. Even if the sniper used such a high-precision sniper rifle, he only wounded Cat and Mo Bing, and the injuries were not serious. This level was really low to a certain extent.
But Song Jiahao didn't know that the sniper under Jiuquan had been complaining, how could he meet such a person who could use an ordinary rifle with only mechanical sight as a sniper rifle!
Fu Ming shook his head at the three people who were ready, "Wait a little longer. It's too late when we get there." Fu Ming still stared at the level, trying to figure out as much as possible who it was.
The car Fu Ming was in was driving slowly. When he was about 300 meters away from the checkpoint, two box trucks suddenly drove over from the other end of the checkpoint. The speed was extremely fast, and smoke and dust were billowing. Fu Ming opened his eyes wide.
He lost his eyes and took the telescope from Wayne's hand.
"iadc..." Fu Ming was stunned for a moment when he looked at the scene in the telescope. Under the front of the first truck, between two oval circles, there were four very eye-catching letters written, iadc. "Stop!"
Song Jiahao immediately stepped on the brakes, "Boss, is this an IADC car?"
"There should be armed police forces on the other side of the checkpoint. Prepare your weapons and enter combat immediately. Park your car here first and don't conflict with the IADC people." Fu Ming knew very well that there must be weapons in the two IADC trucks.
personnel, and if they can pass through the checkpoint smoothly, they must know the people at the checkpoint. The United States and CIA openly support Hezbollah’s armed forces. The IADC, which is controlled by ICA, is exporting arms to the terrorist armed forces.
.I only have four people and a few guns here, which are enough to fight against the Japanese. But to fight against the two big IADC trucks, I am a bit overestimating my capabilities.
"I really don't know who Maury Charant will send here." Fu Ming sneered a few times. No matter who he is, as long as he is inside the IADC, he is his enemy. Even if he meets Marie Antoinette again, he will
There won't be any smiles on this woman's face.
"Something's wrong. Why are the two trucks parked there and not leaving?" Fu Ming was a little anxious, still staring at the scene in the telescope. A white woman in her twenties got out of the passenger seat of the first truck.
Fu Ming looked at this woman and was stunned. "Irina Rhodes? Why hasn't she left the IADC?"
At the 2010 IADC summit, 16-year-old Fu Ming once met this woman. She was beautiful and hot, but she was an arms dealer. Irina was only twenty-two years old at the time, and she is already twenty-five now.
She has not aged at all, but has become even more charming. Irina is one of the few private arms dealers within IADC. The so-called private arms dealers refer to people like her who have no background support or company support. They
In the arms trade, he is just an intermediary, contacting buyers and sellers to earn the price difference.
After the CIA took complete control, many private arms dealers withdrew from the IADC because they had no control over the CIA and could not be controlled.
In Fu Ming's impression, Irina is a cheerful girl. Although she is ruthless, she is still very principled in doing things. Such a person will never stay there after being controlled by IA. "What is going on?
?”
"Boss, did you meet your old lover?" Wayne took out the m1911 pistol from his waist and loaded the gun with a click.
"The car is moving. If you can avoid contacting them, it's best not to contact them. Song Jiahao, don't turn off the engine." Fu Ming also took out the MK18 under the seat and held it tightly in his hand.
The two trucks drove slowly, and it only took a dozen seconds to arrive next to Fu Ming's dilapidated car. However, the trucks did not continue to move forward, but stopped.
Song Jiahao shifted the gear to first gear and was ready to release the clutch and gas pedal at any time. Fu Ming's heart was in his throat and he held the gun tighter.
Irina Rhodes opened the car door, jumped out of the car, walked around to the seat where Fu Ming was sitting, and knocked on the window glass.