Ye Huan had completed his share of the tasks assigned by Geng Zhijun, so he felt free.
So far, everything has gone smoothly, which is good, but if eleven people want to kill all the tower sentries and anti-aircraft machine guns without anyone noticing, it will not be easy, although night fighting has been our army's strength for many years.
, but the drug dealers did not turn into blind fools at night.
Ye Huan held the dagger tightly with one hand and lit a cigarette with the other hand. He sat behind the anti-aircraft machine gun tunnel and took a few deep puffs.
His expression was very leisurely, but it was a pity that he had forgotten that he had just fought with the female gangster, and the clothes on his body had been torn to pieces. If you take a picture of him with a high-definition satellite, he would look like a lump of white flesh in the tunnel.
There is also a cigarette stuck on it, like an offering to ancestors.
The night is still quiet, but there is a storm brewing in the calm. Ye Huan is waiting for his comrades to finish their work, and then concentrates the firepower of heavy weapons to plow Humba's residence like a field.
, and then if Humba dies, everything will be settled. If he survives, everyone can go up and add more guns.
It sounds childish, but this is Ye Huan's understanding of the mission assigned by Geng Zhijun.
The dark moon kills people on a night, and the wind blows high and sets people on fire.
Thinking about it, a few months ago, I was just a little gangster hanging out on the street, even the neighborhood committee aunt had to laugh at her. A few months later, I actually traveled thousands of miles to kill people reasonably and legally in the jungle of a foreign country. This kind of wonderful thing
Who can have a change in life circumstances?
After waiting for about ten minutes and smoking two cigarettes, Ye Huan had not waited for a signal from the east.
Ye Huan's heart was a little worried. Could there be some accident?
What Ye Huan fears most is accidents. Accidents represent variables and violent actions. Comrades, including himself, will be injured, sacrificed, or die in this strange and foreign land.
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. After two months of training in the special military camp, Ye Huan was always at a half-baked level in subjects such as shooting, fighting, and survival in the wild. A half-baked person’s psychological quality would naturally not be much higher. Five minutes later, he sat down.
Ye Huan, who was waiting for the signal in the tunnel, was already restless.
Death-defying things are no joke. No matter which fighter loses his hand and escapes, all members of the team will be affected.
After hesitating for a long time, Ye Huan decided to help others in this tense moment of risking his life in a foreign country...
I have to say that some people in this world do have a good heart. Of course, not all good people do good things. They are full of compassion and compassion for others and only do things that harm the country and the people. Such people have never been seen since ancient times.
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Ye Huan, an unorganized and undisciplined recruit, decided to take action.
Actions outside the mission, a variable outside Geng Zhijun's plan gradually took shape.
According to the original plan, Ye Huan should wait behind the machine gun after taking control of the anti-aircraft machine gun in the south, waiting for other comrades to finish their work and then fire at Humba's residence together.
Ye Huan was very careful before leaving the anti-aircraft machine gun. He was afraid that drug traffickers and militants would take control of the machine gun after he left, so he dug out a lot of gravel and soil from the ground, like a surgeon performing an operation, and carefully stuffed the gravel and soil into the machine gun.
The barrel of the gun was packed with twigs, and then Ye Huan, holding Wei Chong on his arm, dived back into the night, sneaking towards the east about 500 meters away.
So a white huāhuā body with no hair on its body ran away in the deep night...
His target was the armored vehicle parked in the open space in the middle of the village.
Yi Yehuan is a very insecure person, especially on the battlefield. He stubbornly believes that it is safer to put himself in a big iron box...
Anyway, the armored vehicle is equipped with a machine gun. If a comrade loses his hand, he can help him in the vehicle to shoot a few shots. If the wind is not in the right direction, he can also turn around and run away in the armored vehicle.
This is really a perfect idea.
But now his self-confidence is a bit too blindly optimistic. He has forgotten that he can't even drive an ordinary car well, let alone drive an armored vehicle and fire a machine gun at the same time. If he is caught driving an armored vehicle without a license by the traffic police, he wonders how long the sentence will be?
Haven't run for a month.
Ye Huan, who was running, was surprised that he had such boring thoughts at this time.
Patrols of village drug dealers passed by from time to time. It was very difficult for Ye Huan to walk just five hundred meters away. Every time a patrol passed by with a bright flashlight, he had to lie on the ground motionless. Of course, he
He also didn't forget that his naked white flesh was too eye-catching, so he pulled a branch with leafy leaves as a cover, and carefully lay down in a sun-earth posture. With the obstruction of the branch, he didn't even notice it.
It is indeed no small miracle that people discovered it.
After walking around for about ten minutes, the action signal from Geng Zhijun had not yet been sent out. Ye Huan increasingly felt that the situation was not good, and there must be a problem in some link.
Walking and stopping with a heavy heart, like a master in a martial arts movie who climbs over walls and walls, he finally arrived behind a low wall less than twenty meters away from the armored vehicle. Ye Huan stopped and took a few deep breaths.
Running around naked on the enemy's territory. I have done so many crazy things in my life, but tonight is the most thrilling.
The more exciting thing is yet to come.
Just after taking a few breaths, Ye Huan suddenly felt like a cat in danger, with hair all over his body.
He felt someone approaching, and could even feel the slight heat on that person's body.
Ye Huan's first reaction was to tighten his grip on the dagger.
Judging from countless bloody plots, most of the people who showed up at this time were militants who got up in the middle of the night to pee, had no morals, and did not care about hygiene...
Ye Huan planned to cut off that guy's lifeblood to serve as a warning to the world.
That’s what the outcome will be…
Under the weak moonlight, a long and dark figure appeared on the left side of the low wall.
Ye Huan held the dagger in his hand and launched an attack. He wiped it at the person's neck without hesitation. The cold light passed by, leaving a low sound of breaking through the air, accurately and quickly.
However, after the sword was swung, Ye Huan's heart sank in vain.
The sword failed, the opponent is a master!
Two months of training made Ye Huan's reflexes much sharper. After the knife missed, Ye Huan jumped up almost at the same time, and then kicked the person's lower body hard. His movements were not slow, and the hand holding the dagger was full of strength.
, if one kick misses again, the dagger will still make up for it. In this dangerous place, the enemy must not be given a chance to breathe and call for help!
Obviously, the opponent is indeed a master, and his skills seem to be stronger than Ye Huan. Ye Huan even used two moves, but the opponent calmly avoided them, but for some unknown reason, he never fought back or called anyone.
He remained silent and allowed Ye Huan to hit him one after another.
In the deep night, beside a remote low wall, the two of them fought silently for more than ten rounds. In the end, Ye Huan couldn't bear it anymore and became more and more desperate. He found that the other party was giving way to him, and no matter how he attacked the other party, he could get away with it.
Avoid it, there is really no result if you continue fighting like this.
So Ye Huan threw away the dagger in his hand and simply cursed: "Fuck you, uncle! I walked backwards and met a mute master..."
Unexpectedly, the other party actually spoke in Chinese at this time: "Fuck! Are you from [Chinese] too?"
Ye Huan was stunned for a moment and said: "Not a mute?" He braved and took a closer look. Ye Huan was so angry that even his second brother almost peed: "Shooting the wolf? Why is it you who is so stupid?"
At this time, Shelang also recognized Ye Huan. He who had not fought back just now was so angry that he kicked Ye Huan hard: "You are the one who did it! You scared me to death! What are you doing here?"
Where are the clothes?"
Ye Huan asked instead without answering, and sighed: "Hey, forget it, what about you? What are you doing here? Isn't your mission to kill the guards in front of Hung Ba's house?"
Shelang pouted and said: "I have been waiting nearby for the political commissar's signal, but no signal has been sent yet. I guess there is something wrong, so I turned around and planned to go to the high tower post in the east to take a look.
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The two looked at each other in the night and saw the heaviness in each other's eyes.
It seems that it is not Ye Huan's illusion. There is something wrong with this operation, but we still don't know where the problem lies.
After a moment of silence, Ye Huan asked curiously: "When I attacked you just now, why didn't you fight back?"
Mentioning this, Shelang got angry and said angrily: "You have the nerve to ask me, but you were attacked by a piece of white flesh for no reason. I almost pissed myself because of you, so how could I even think of fighting back?"
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At that time, I thought to myself that this shabby village was so fucking evil. The pigs they raised were all turned into sperm. People had always slaughtered pigs. But the pigs here actually used knives to kill people. Isn't this outrageous? Fortunately, the people who slaughtered people were killed.
The craftsmanship is a bit trendy..."
Ye Huan was unhappy: "Can you speak human language? How do I look like a pig? Have you ever seen a pig as light as a swallow?"
Shelang was completely unaware of Ye Huan's dissatisfaction, and nodded heavily: "That's right, I also find it strange. I thought that this drug dealer is not a fucking human being. The pigs he raises are so thin. Shouldn't the pigs in the drug den be like this?"
Do you take drugs too?"
Ye Huan: Curse...
The two squatted under the wall and chatted in low voices.
Shelang looked up and down at the naked Ye Huan and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, why do you look like this?"
Ye Huan sighed and said: "I'm having a bad time, I'm going backwards, I shouldn't go out at all this time..."
Shelang suddenly had a look on his face: "Been robbed? These drug dealers are really not from the West, they actually have a side business..."
Ye Huan defended the drug dealers: "That's not true. Drug dealers are still very dedicated. They love what they do and generally don't do part-time jobs. The main reason why I am like this is because I met a female prostitute."
As he spoke, Ye Huan recounted his tragic experience, and finally sighed angrily: "This little
The small Golden Triangle is really a harbor of filth and evil, and there are all kinds of bad things there. The military region’s decision is a wise one, and places like this should be wiped out!"
After hearing this, Shelang suddenly puffed up his cheeks and had a hard time holding back his laughter.
Ye Huan had to kindly remind Luo: "Don't laugh now, otherwise we will both be ruined."
"Brother, this is really an eye-opener for me. Since the establishment of the Blue Sword Brigade, this is the first time I have seen such a cowardly execution of a mission."
Ye Huan did not feel ashamed, but instead hummed: "Let the political commissar take a closer look this time. I am naked buttocks and still insist on doing the [revolutionary] revolution. This is what I call a truly determined [revolutionary] warrior."
Not only am I walking in the [revolutionary] ranks, I am also the one who leads the flag..."
"Come on, don't put gold on your face. You have the nerve to say it with your bare buttocks carrying the flag. You are not allowed to be a slut in the revolutionary ranks.
..."You are a hooligan, I am naked for the sake of [revolution]"
After a few words, the two fell into silence.
Half an hour has passed since the operation started. According to the original plan, the official attack on the drug dealers should be launched within ten minutes, but there has been no movement so far. What happened to the political commissar?
The two of them waited patiently for another five minutes, becoming increasingly anxious as they waited.
After a long while, Ye Huan gritted his teeth and said, "We can't wait any longer, otherwise everyone will be done playing."
"What do you want to do?" Shelang also made some moves. There was no movement for more than half an hour. This is not a good sign.
Ye Huan raised his chin towards the armored vehicle twenty meters ahead: "Let's get the big iron box and make some noise for these drug dealers. If the political commissar doesn't give a signal, let's give it to make this night exciting..."
Shelang is also a person who makes prompt decisions. After hearing this, he nodded without hesitation: "Wei, let's do it like this!"
Stealing an armored vehicle is not difficult for the two well-trained special forces. Although the armored vehicle is very conspicuous when parked in the open space in the middle of the village, it may be too conspicuous due to the searchlights on the tower posts and the armed men patrolling by from time to time.
Instead, they didn't pay much attention to it. The two huge armored vehicles actually became visual and psychological blind spots for drug traffickers, commonly known as "darkness under the light."
The two of them crouched and took advantage of the moment when the searchlights and patrols had just passed by to easily reach the back of the armored vehicle.
Ye Huan rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll drive, and you'll be responsible for firing machine guns on the car."
Just as Shelang was about to nod, he suddenly remembered that he had been in a car driven by this guy, which was shocking, so he hurriedly stopped Ye Huan's despicable behavior of seeking death and backing him up.
"I'll drive, you can shoot."
Without anyone noticing, the two men quietly opened the roof cover of the armored vehicle and got in.
The car was very spacious, and what particularly surprised Ye Huan was that the machine gun equipped on this armored car was actually a Shi-type 12-m anti-aircraft machine gun. This guy was very powerful, and it could hit a person's body and blow him in half.
In the carriage, Shelang looked up at Ye Huan in silence, and the two nodded solemnly.
The silence of the night was finally broken.
Without warning, the armored vehicle suddenly started up, black smoke billowing from behind, and quickly turned around in the astonished eyes of the drug traffickers' armed patrol, and then flames erupted from the muzzle of the anti-aircraft machine gun on the roof of the vehicle.
Ta-ta-ta-ta...
The high tower posts on the east and west sides collapsed under a burst of machine gun fire, and then the guns were pointed at the bewildered patrol. Amidst a burst of screams, most of the patrol was killed and wounded, and there were only a few survivors.
Then the car continued to turn around, and this time the anti-aircraft machine gun controlled by Ye Huan was aimed at the wooden house where Humba was located, and began to shoot wildly and indiscriminately...
The commotion became louder, and the special operations team members who were on duty at each post also popped up. The change in the situation forced them to gather together quickly, but everyone opened their mouths and stared blankly at the armored vehicles ruthlessly harvesting the drug dealers.
life, I forgot to react for a moment.
Geng Zhijun was sweating profusely and appeared out of nowhere. He didn't bother to wipe away the sweat and shouted angrily: "What are you all doing around here? Are you being used as a target? Huh? Who drove the armored car in front? Shooting from the roof."
What is that piece of meat? Why don’t you go up and cooperate?”
One team member opened his eyes wide and stammered: "Political commissar, that piece of meat is shooting a gun and swinging a whip at the same time. It's so scary..."