Chapter 1389 Wild dog vs lion
However, Buck's voice did not change at all, and he was still calm and low. The masked headscarf made people unable to see his lips moving: "The militants guarding the wreckage scene shot and warned me, I'll go watch the fun..."
The phone hangs up. It seems that quantum communication is extremely good in terms of transmission quality and transmission rate, but image transmission or text messages... In fact, cellular phones and satellite phones that are commonly used now take some time to start gradually developing these services. That is what Lao Bai said. This technology is very new, so new that no one can eavesdrop on it, and so new that it has not been able to improve its functions.
Buck, who was relieved, inserted his phone into his jeans pocket, and walked over with the other mercenaries who were stretching their necks around him, holding a rifle. Just next to the scene of the wreckage of the plane, a group of people were at the verge of tension with the militants!
Here, Buck saw the largest wreckage so far, similar to the fuselage frame of a truck front, at least one or two hundred militants holding guns were blocking a group of plainclothes. In front of the people in suits, there was a row of T-shirts, and the denim shirt was covered with a large man with a bag of vests similar to a photographer, reaching out to compete with the militants!
Needless to say, just looking at the high-end tactical sunglasses worn by these ten people, Buck and the mercenaries around him who started to make fun of him clearly that these people are famous NATO contractors. Most of the mercenaries from Wugeland come from military clubs, and these Western mercenaries are basically retired masters of major special forces in Europe and the United States. Their five fingers stretched out straight and resisted the mercenaries in messy camouflage uniforms here, shouting loudly in English: "Calm down! Don't fight! We are responsible for protecting political officials, not here to fight!"
Just as Russia has never figured out whether it should be an Eastern country or a Western country, Woogland also has a vague understanding of both sides. From race, geographical location and lifestyle, Woogland is considered a European country, but even if the Cold War has ended for a long time, there will still be the shadow of the Eastern group. Coupled with the differences in economic conditions and thinking patterns, it is vaguely not completely part of the Western camp. So now the more pro-Russian militants are making excuses, and they translate it into Chinese: "Come on, kill you... I have a way to do it!"
Anyway, it’s just a big noisy scene, mercenaries, and there’s not much organizational discipline, and the fighting nation is not afraid of many things. Anyway, the noisy provocation is not allowed to approach those people in suits.
Barker soon heard the reason clearly. The on-site inspectors of the European Aircraft Safety Association, referred to as the OSCE, found the black box, which was to record all the voice calls in the last fifteen minutes of the aircraft, the recorder of the aircraft computer data, and what happened to most of the crashed aircraft at that moment, can restore the truth through this thing.
But the militants who have been with OSCE officials refused to take the black box away by these inspectors. The reason is very simple. God knows whether you will forge data after you take it away.
So now these "spontaneous" militants have put forward a request that they must be allowed to take away this thing on the basis of fairness and justice in Russia, the United Nations and many officials. Buck stretched his neck and saw that an orange-red metal utensil did not seem to have suffered much damage. He just lay quietly in a ruin, and was just found by the removal of the surface covering.
As an armed force that has been accused of attacking and attacking civil flights, facing such global pressure, it seems that this demand is not an exaggeration to demand that such evidence be maintained fairly.
But obviously those officials from the Kiev government in suits expressed greater distrust, claiming that these armed forces were helping Russia cover up their crimes, hoping to delay the time for the Russians to destroy the evidence, and insisted on taking away the black box, and kept shouting to the OSCE inspectors: "Look, this is an armed force that does everything..."
Anyway, Buck felt that these officials were like children who complained. Amid the helpless smiles and cheers of the militants, they made some incredible inferences, including that there might be Russian troops not far away, and they could cover up their evidence of destruction at any time, which attracted bursts of laughter around them.
The gunshots were caused by the suits' insistence on moving the black box.
In fact, most of the OSCE staff wearing outdoor clothes are quite calm. Seeing that there are more and more militants, they seem to believe that these live-fire guys will not do anything to them. After a while, they will announce that they will wait here. They are just the first batch of nearby arrivals from the OSCE. A large number of experts, especially the officials of the Netherlands and several other countries, who have lost the most lives, will arrive tomorrow. They hope that before all parties arrive, they will be calm and do not cause unnecessary conflicts, and try to seek the most fair attitude environment...
This statement full of diplomatic rhetoric attracted the applause of militants. With the expressions of dissatisfaction of the suit officials, the militants gradually dispersed and intentionally refused to approach the striking black box in the ruins, but they didn't go far, so no one could take away things in full view of everyone.
The OSCE surveyors also had this attitude. They began to sit down and rest on the side of the dirt road like a mechanized farm road. They seemed to have not brought tents and other equipment, and finally drove two vans to serve as temporary resting places.
Buck, who covered half of his face, was very inconspicuous among the militants. Because media arrived one after another, many people were also taking photos with their mobile phones, so there were quite a few armed personnel who pulled up their headscarf to cover their faces. Buck followed the group of people who knew him to the periphery. He was also observing everyone. The militants with the most determined attitude in the core area were a bit similar to the armed forces he met in Wogland two times before. He suspected that they had some connection with Russian military personnel. Then most of the ones who made a comeback were mercenaries like him, and the other party was divided into several types of people. Buck saw the most that they were European and American contractors wearing photography vests.
The styles of dark multi-pocket pants and combat boots are very novel, but they look a bit old, which shows that they have experienced frequent use in many scenes. The bulging photography vest must be a tactical vest with bulletproof boards. The ones bulging under the armpits are at least assault rifles or submachine guns. It doesn’t look like they are all armed with AK rifles as aggressively as they hold AK rifles. If they fight, their combat effectiveness will definitely be great. Now, even if both sides calm down for a while, they still remain vigilantly separate to defend all directions.
It's like a few lions surrounded by a large group of wild dogs.
The suits kept making phone calls. It was only noon now, and it would take nearly twenty hours to see the progress of the situation. Looking at the militants and the wreckage of passenger planes spreading around, Buck always felt that things would not be so smoothly...
Suddenly I felt a little hungry. Could the employer who agreed to provide some food?
Chapter completed!