After quickly killing and controlling the situation, Buck looked at the armed contractor with scars in front of him, and was a little stunned.

The pilot is a European worker who works for a Saudi private tourism company. It sounds like Brolin in his own system. It is just a technical job, without permission and no need to let them participate in understanding the entire architecture.

And all the combat-capable contractors were killed!

Lao Lei's sniper gun technique hit six people, and several people were injured and killed in the melee. After the crash, there were only five survivors left, but they were killed by Hummer's machine gun and Chen Lei.

The hyena got off the driver's seat of the Hummer that broke the deadlock. Buck was not surprised at all, but it was Gulisa who crawled out of the machine gun seat!

It's right to think about it. It's really a matter of iron hammer to cooperate with the hyena to do this. With his huge body, he would probably get stuck in the machine gun mount, far less flexible than Gulisa.

Then the rest was a white-coated military doctor who was killed and injured. However, this colleague who participated in the transaction of human organs did not know whether he was a tight voice or really didn't know anything. In addition to the work instructions he received, he could also tell the whole story. As for the upper level plans, he didn't know anything!

Barker couldn't get any extra information.

It was Chen Lei and several golden eagles who were attacking the second helicopter. The moment the rocket exploded, they lie on the ground in a panic, and they avoided the moment when shrapnel flew around. A guy's back was scratched, and he happened to avoid the shooting of the gunman behind the helicopter. At this moment, Chen Lei lifted his head hood and squatted beside the helicopter wreckage and looked carefully. Lao Lei and his snipers tried to climb the roof next to the high point, beware of being vigilant to guard against anyone else approaching the airport. Dudeka angrily cursed the armed personnel for cleaning up the runway!

The Golden Eagle, who had been fighting on the periphery all night last night, even his voice was hoarse: "I'm not always shouting, this stopping helicopter is on the runway! Don't attack with rockets, just use a machine gun! Now the entire runway is full of debris, so how can this plane take off again? A little bit of iron debris can cause the plane's landing gear to explode and cause an accident! You uneducated guys!"

One of Abecker's subordinates admitted timidly: "Excited... I didn't have time to hear your screams, and besides... your pronunciation is too hoarse."

Dudka was so angry that he wanted to pull out his gun and shoot his head!

Little Abecker immediately called people to take various tools and sweep the floor!

But Dudka came over and looked at the bullet holes on the small plane with a sad face, and sighed and helped to drag the body of the Iraqi contractor and the wounded.

Buck gave a simple bandage to the pilot who was injured on the shoulder to stop the bleeding: "Don't try to escape or resist, we are very impatient now!"

Yes, as the sun gets stronger and becomes tired again when it gets sunny on Buck, and there is a little chilling and slugging. The symptoms become more and more serious, and Buck's emotions are getting worse and worse. The most difficult thing to control on the battlefield is emotions. Many people start killing, as if they have completely lost their emotional control. There are many crazy and blood-killing people, and the emotional threshold will become lower and lower, and they will attack if there is a slight stimulation...

Perhaps the cruelty that I had never seen before this time, coupled with the virus I had infected, made Buck extremely disgusted.

In addition, maybe I can't go home right away, so I'm even more irritable!

The pilot probably heard Dudeka and the others' shouts and asked timidly: "You... do you need a pilot? Can we help you fly out."

Buck was not angry: "There are so many bullet holes, how can you fly?"

The pilot is probably eager to survive. He feels that these militants wearing IS military robes are moody and killing people Ruma: "Can fly! Can fly, I just saw that the wings and turboprop engines were not shot, but there are some bullet holes on the fuselage, which can fly! We can keep flying at low altitudes, as long as it is not as high as altitude boost, and... low altitudes can also avoid Saudi radars. Syria and Iraq have no radar systems. As long as you can ensure our safety, we can send you quietly to any place you want to go. We have this technology!"

The injured pilot also quickly participated in the life saving: "Believe us, we have been cooperating with the flight for several years, and have been flying low altitudes in the Middle East, which can avoid most radars. As long as it is not covered by NATO air bases, we can come and go!"

Buck then suddenly realized that he might have been influenced by the psychological suggestion that both business planes at home were jet high-speed passenger planes. They were all models that had to ensure that the entire plane was supercharged and galloped at a height of 10,000 meters. This kind of propeller plane can be high and low, just like those seaplanes, with a slower speed, but it is suitable for a wide area!

It seemed that I was really upset. I waved my hand to let the hyena come over and took two pilots to check the plane to handle the matter.

The hammer got the notification from the walkie-talkie and drove the cargo Hummer over to wait aside. When he was about to check it, he brought big black bags and plastic bags onto the plane by himself. However, Gulisa had already knelt on the floor of the cabin with four girls and wiped the liquid that Buck and the others had just smashed in. It was just a little gasoline water to scare the people inside the plane. Now, as long as it is clean, the plane really doesn't seem to have any problems to take off again. According to the pilot's instructions, this medium-sized business jet that took off half an hour ago can still fly over 3,000 kilometers!

Little Abekel asked his people to quickly sort out all the vehicles. There were nearly 100 people here. Except for a few dead and injured, they could be taken away by the plane, most of the other personnel had to follow the convoy back to Iraq. The path of less than 200 kilometers could reach the Iraqi border. The IS army's rampage in recent years has long caused the border line in this area to be killed in name only, and there are no border guards. In a sense, the safety is higher than that of the aircraft.

Buck just wants to leave the war zone as soon as possible and return to his peaceful world to cure his illness!

But Chen Lei, who was on the helicopter wreck, obviously found something. He waved to the nearest Dudka first, and finally called Buck over with his headset. Two subordinates from the department manager level whispered to open a body to show the boss: "On the United States... Although this contractor who did not carry a rifle is also dressed in an armed manner, he only has a pistol, and it is a small pistol commonly used by the intelligence department. It is not a combat model. So after searching for his items, he will soon find the CIA agent certificate he carried. This armed contractor, who is obviously the commander of the armed personnel, looks like the oldest, and has found a mission briefing on it... This is the standard practice of the US military! I noticed it when I participated in multinational military exercises in Australia."

Dudka also nodded and proved: "Yes, Wugeland and the US military are cooperating with each other to practice, and their military briefing is like this...****! These Americans are infiltrating this area and creating conflicts!" At this time, Wugeland finally realized that they were being messed up. It was thanks to the struggle between the United States and Russia, and it was not the democratic or national affairs of their country at all.

Buck lifted his somewhat frustrated hood: "Take photos, take photos, these evidences are just our work to collect intelligence. We do not speculate or judge any strategic matters, destroy these traces, and evacuate quickly! You two take people away separately?"

Sure enough, Dudka immediately smiled a little: "Boss! We have been fighting in Iraq for more than two months, and my team should return to Southeast Asia to enjoy the sunshine and holidays!"

Chen Lei was determined: "Okay! I will lead the team back to Iraq immediately!"

Perhaps this is why Wu Gelan is unable to dominate his own destiny until now, but China is unknown and has a difficult rise.

Buck smiled, and his annoyance seemed to be missing. He thought about sending Dudka away: "Okay! Go and arrange your staff to gather on the plane, and prepare for me the next list of golden eagles to fight in Iraq." Then he grabbed Chen Lei with his arms and arms alone, but he pulled down his hood again before speaking. On the one hand, he treated it as a mask to prevent his own virus infection, and on the other hand, he seemed to want to reduce the degree of secretness of these words and suppressed his voice: "I think, now I can tell you clearly the real reason why I came to this battlefield. This represents a phased strategy experimental change in our decision-making level in the foreign combat!"
Chapter completed!