"I can't worry about that anymore. Thank God they are here. Quick, put on the infrared life-saving lights." Wang Chaoyang said.
"Yes!" Gao Fei said as he took out a strip of infrared lifesaving light from his tactical vest, turned it on and threw it beside the helicopter.
"It should be the 121 Special Forces. They are operating in this area." Long Yuanquan said.
"Friendly forces, we use infrared life-saving lights to mark our position. You can start attacking!" Wang Chaoyang contacted the US military via radio.
"We saw it," the U.S. military commander said.
"All units should pay attention to avoid targets indicated by infrared lifesaving lights and attack other targets freely." The US military commander issued a combat order to his subordinates.
The "Super Apache" gunships in the air began to fire in full force, and all targets were aimed at the circular front of the peripheral tribal armed forces.
The situation of the battle was reversed in an instant!
Due to the lack of effective organized air defense, these tribal militants were severely beaten.
Under the attack of air power, the enemy began to retreat, and many people dropped their weapons and fled behind.
The US military quickly opened up a landing site, and several "Black Hawk" helicopters used their onboard "Vulcan" cannons to cover themselves and broke into the tribal armed front, quickly landing around the CH-47.
A large number of U.S. soldiers rushed off the "Black Hawk" helicopters and established a circular defense line to cover the retreat of the "Evil" special forces.
"Brothers! Let's go!"
A U.S. special forces soldier rushed into the cabin of the CH-47 and shouted in pure Chinese to the "evil spirit" people.
"Chinese?" Wang Chaoyang was stunned for a moment and looked at the yellow-skinned and dark-eyed member of Task Force 121 in front of him.
"'Silly Monk'?" Gao Fei said from behind.
"It's me, Lao Sha!" said the US special forces soldier.
The young Chinese special forces soldier next to him looked stunned, completely confused about the situation.
"Why are you standing still? Hurry up and retreat with me. There are still people waiting to see you." "Silly Monk" said.
"Let's go! Everyone, go quickly!" Gao Fei quickly called everyone to retreat.
"Retreat!" Wang Chaoyang shouted.
The special forces soldiers picked up the wounded and rushed out following "Silly Monk."
"Is anyone injured?" "Silly Monk" asked.
"Two people were injured and the others died," Wang Chaoyang said.
"Sergeant Ai! Let the medical officer come in. There are two wounded who need to be evacuated."
"The stretcher can't go in, you have to get out first!" Sergeant Ai shouted on the radio.
"We're coming out, and we're going to arrange a helicopter to take the wounded away first," "Silly Monk" said.
"There are two Black Hawks on standby. You can move faster. I have sent two medical officers to stand by on Soul 1." Sergeant Ai said and greeted the people who came out of the CH-47.
The group of people pointed at a "Black Hawk" helicopter and said.
"I know, stretcher, hurry!"
Several special forces soldiers ran over carrying a stretcher.
Gao Fei put Ye Qinghun, who was holding him, on a stretcher. Lin Xue and Lin Panpan also helped the jumping dragon to lie down on another stretcher.
The stretcher bearers immediately carried two stretchers and sent the stretchers to "Soul 1". "Soul 1" quickly took off and returned to the base. The two medical officers on the helicopter also immediately began to check the injuries of Ye Qinghun and ** Long.
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"Silly Monk" led other special forces to board the "Soul No. 2" helicopter.
"Wait a minute!" Wang Chaoyang was about to board the helicopter, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and ran back to CH-47.
Wang Chaoyang forgot to take away the identity tags of the sacrificed special forces soldiers.
This is just like a person's destination. After a person dies, there must be something that can find a suitable destination.
After getting his identity card, Wang Chaoyang rushed out of the CH-47 and shouted to the American soldiers: "Blow it up! Blow it up!"
An American special forces soldier walked over, threw a few oval defensive grenades in, and then covered his ears and ran towards the landing place of the helicopter while shouting: "Fire the hold!" to remind others that the explosion was about to occur and that they needed to protect themselves.
Several violent explosions sounded in the CH-47, the body was blown out of shape again, and the CH-47 was completely destroyed.
Sitting at the cabin door of the "Black Hawk", Wang Chaoyang looked at the CH-47 burning with blazing flames, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Just now he was still in a fighting state, facing a test of life and death, so Wang Chaoyang didn't have the heart to think too much. However, now that he and his teammates who are still alive are safe, he has been pulled into reality, and he has
I have enough experience to think about other things.
Sadness is a very strange thing, it is faint and right there. When we numb ourselves with busyness, we will forget the existence of sadness, but when we stop and quiet down, this faint sadness
It will be infinitely magnified and magnified, filling the fragile and sensitive heart. Everyone has a softest place in his heart, even if he is a tough guy like Schwarzenegger or Stallone, when this is the softest place
When touched, he will also cry sadly.
"Don't look at it. It's all over. We have to cheer up. We will avenge them." Lin Xue walked to Wang Chaoyang's side, helped Wang Chaoyang buckle his seat belt, and sat down next to Wang Chaoyang.
Wang Chaoyang looked back at the listless people sitting in the cabin. Just a few hours ago, there were nineteen of them. Now, there were only thirteen of them, and six of them were gone.
"Take off!" "Silly Monk" looked at everyone's safety buckles and then knocked on the bulkhead with his fist to signal the pilot to take off.
"We must avenge this." Wang Chaoyang said.
"We will, we will, don't think too much, just take a rest." Lin Xue hugged Wang Chaoyang and said.
"Yeah." Wang Chaoyang leaned his head on Lin Xue's shoulder and closed his eyes.
Task Force 121 returned to Military Base No. 35 immediately after rescuing the "Evil Spirit".
Task Force 121 is the product of the U.S. military's "Joint Special Operations Forces" concept. The earliest task force was created in 1979, but it was disbanded in the 1990s due to the high losses during missions.
The predecessor of the current Task Force 121 is the 5th Task Force and the 20th Task Force established by the United States after the outbreak of the Global War on Terrorism. These two forces performed tasks in Afghanistan and Iraq respectively. Considering the two places,
Establishing two different task forces would bring inconveniences in terms of logistical supplies and command structures. Therefore, in 2004, John Abizaid, commander of the U.S. Central Headquarters in charge of U.S. military operations in Iraq and Afghanistan, decided to combine the two special forces.
The task force was merged into one, the relationship was straightened out, and Task Force 121 was established.
Due to the close cooperation between special operations and intelligence agencies, Task Force 121, which is composed of elite elements from various elite units of the U.S. Army, includes members from the U.S. Army Intelligence and Security Command Intelligence Team and CIA Special Operations.
People in the army.
The core of this force is the U.S. Army's Delta Force, the U.S. Army Intelligence and Security Command's Intelligence Team, the U.S. Navy's Special Warfare Hardened Group, the U.S. Army's 75th Ranger Regiment, the CIA's Special Operations Forces, and the U.S. Army's 160th
Special Flying Regiment, U.S. Air Force ground combat guidance team, parachute rescue force. Of course, this force will also recruit the world's most elite mercenaries to conduct some high-risk battles. In overseas battles, Task Force 121 will also fight with the United States
Help from Allied Special Forces.
The mission of this force is to fight against terrorism, and since the last time the Secretary of State was kidnapped, this force has also begun to focus on the "Titan", and at the same time, it has begun to actively seek friendly forces for cooperation.
The helicopter landed on the tarmac of Military Base No. 35 fifteen minutes later.
"I am Sha Junlong, from the 'Shadow' Special Operations Brigade, but you won't know me. You were only so old when I retired." "Silly Monk" gestured to Wang Chaoyang and said. From "Silly Monk" gesture
The meaning seems to be that Wang Chaoyang was only about one year old at that time.
At this time, "Silly Monk" led "Evil Spirit" and his group towards a large hangar.
"Are you from the Shadow?" Wang Chaoyang asked.
"Yes, do you know why I am called 'Silly Monk'?" Sha Junlong asked.
"I don't know." Wang Chaoyang shook his head and said.
"I was born bald," Sha Junlong said, taking off his helmet. He still had a few ring scars on his head. "I also served as a monk in the Shaolin Temple. They originally called me 'Monk Sha' in Journey to the West."
Yes, I don’t know why I became a ‘silly monk’.”
"This is a former great figure in our army. He has good kung fu and accurate marksmanship. He is simply a pervert. The whole army has been competing in martial arts for five years and has never lost." Gao Fei said to Wang Chaoyang.
"But you are not 'Guiying'?" Wang Chaoyang asked.
"I made a mistake and sent a prisoner, so I didn't get the honor of 'Shadow'. You know, as soon as such a mistake happened, my military career came to an end." Sha Junlong said with a sigh.
"Then why are you here? After you retired, you joined the US military?" Wang Chaoyang asked.
"No, no, no, I am now leading my team to assist the US military, and I have just arrived in Somalia." Sha Junlong said.
"Are you a mercenary?" Wang Chaoyang vaguely guessed Sha Junlong's identity.
"Yes." Sha Junlong nodded and said.
"How did you know we were in trouble? Thank you for saving us today," Wang Chaoyang said.
"We are also acting under orders. I told you that someone wants to see you, and he is inside. You will understand everything when you go in." Sha Junlong said.
A group of people had already arrived at the hangar door.
The door of the hangar opened slowly, and the lights inside were bright, just like daytime. The layout in the hangar showed that it was a command post, with a radio station, a map sand table and other things that a command post should have. There were many more inside.
U.S. military officers in combat uniforms were walking around or busy with their own affairs.
Wang Chaoyang walked in with the remaining people of "Evil Spirit".
When Wang Chaoyang walked in, he took off his helmet and held it around his waist.
"It's right inside!" Sha Junlong pointed to the door of a temporary room like a reception room and said, "You can go in by yourselves. I have other things to do. See you later!"
"See you later!" Wang Chaoyang said to Sha Junlong.
After saying that, Wang Chaoyang led his people into the board room.
"You're finally here. How are the casualties? Are they all okay?"
A person in the room asked right away, as if he had been waiting for a long time.