We are blind now and do not have high-precision optical scopes. Even though we have sniper rifles with the best shooting accuracy, we cannot see the target that far away, and it is even more impossible to cause effective damage to the target. We have fifty snipers and only eighteen on the opponent, but before we start the confrontation, we are at an absolute disadvantage in sniper and counter-sniper battles.

We are deaf now, without the coordination and command of the walkie-talkie, and without the airport surveillance system to help me with the overall situation, everyone can only fight on their own. Faced with the enemy's surprise attack, our emergency handling time has been extended by at least twenty times. We can only rely on the most primitive personnel communication to convey military information and intelligence. This is an absolute fatal injury for the special battlefield where time is life.

The world's strongest anti-terrorism special forces are indeed well-deserved!

I stood up suddenly, pointed at a soldier and said sternly: "Tell me the order, Cheng Yuanxia, ​​and Chen Shengyang immediately buried TNTZha medicine, and exploded all underground passages as much as possible to block the enemy from launching a surprise attack on us through the underground passage!"

"yes!"

"You, inform Li Ming to lead the snipers to hide and not exchange fire with them. As long as you can ensure that no special forces are airborne to our heads, he is my greatest hero!"

"yes!"

"You, inform Gu Liemu and Zhao Jun that as a swimming force, they will support all battlefields at any time. Unless they are all dead, they will never be allowed to be put into a single enemy!"

"yes!"

I picked up the M16 automatic rifle, took a look at the infrared scope that had become a decoration, threw the rifle aside, kicked the wooden box in the corner, took out a Toms rotating heavy machine gun from it, grabbed a few links and threw it onto it, and shouted wildly: "Others come with me!"

Just a single electromagnetic pulse bomb completely defeated our command system!

I stepped forward and kept reflecting on my mistakes in my heart: in 1996, the United States created an electromagnetic pulse weapon the size of a suitcase. In 1999, the United States bombed Yugoslavia and used this special weapon that was still in the test stage. In 2003, it used this weapon to bomb Iraq, causing the signal interruption of Iraq's state television station. This sharp but "gentle" weapon of war can certainly become the killer weapon in the anti-terrorism war!

I really underestimated the Americans' courage to burn a lot of money, and even underestimated the weapons that Delta anti-terrorism special forces can use.

A commander makes two mistakes in a row on the battlefield, which often means that his seemingly impeccable plan has huge loopholes!

My fatal loophole is in the sewer of the Jakarta airport!

There was originally the area where we had the strongest defense. Two weeks ago, Shen Hao led the gangster battalion's masters who were best at using tricks to stumble to the sewer of Jakarta International Airport and installed a large number of strange and diverse defensive weapons.

What are infrared lights triggering thunders, steel wire trips and thunders, flying thunders, jumping thunders, mother-child thunders, serial thunders, directional shotgun thunders, and all kinds of things have been created in a variety of ways, including patents, plagiarism, innovation, and other ways of touching each other. It is said that there is even a scholar-type soldier, who is the so-called wicked guy we usually call, and even boasts about integrating the cultural crystallization of China for 5,000 years into the mines.

Once the mine is hung on the line and someone dares to break into this death channel, he will definitely understand what the Chinese Sun Tzu Art of War is, what the plan to surround Wei and explode Zhao, what the plan to lie down like a mountain and explode like a fire, and what the plan to vent the special forces sewer adventure!

No matter which special forces encounter the gifts dedicated by the rogue battalion for two weeks, they will have a headache. We have buried a large amount of zha medicine in a certain part of the sewer. Through remote detonation, the entire passage can be directly closed and the invaders are buried alive.

But now, the mine’s infrared trigger device has all failed, and the remote-controlled bomb has failed. If the electromagnetic pulse bomb is a signal of the joint multinational forces’ general offensive, it is very likely that a special force has rushed into the sewer and passed without any obstacles.

In the hall, Shen Hao rubbed his eyes stabbed by strong light, raised his weapons and aimed at the ceiling to raise his hands. The hostages who were still running around were lying down like waiting for their favored mother when they heard the gunshots. Seeing that there were people running away like headless flies, Shen Hao smashed them hard and shouted: "Yes, just stay honestly, no one should expect to slip away from my hands! In my eyes, you are all fucking colorful pounds, US dollars, sports cars, and beauty. Whoever dares to escape with my banknotes, beauty sports cars, don't blame me for being rude!"

My eyes fell straight on Bu Shanna. She was helping to maintain order in the hall. In this messy environment, she became more and more calm and calm, using her words and deeds to influence the soldiers around her, so that they could quickly gather together and calm down the possible riots in the waiting room hall in time.

There is no luck in success in a military camp where the strong are respected!

Bu Shanna can become the youngest major in the Fourth Division, command the arrogant special anti-terrorism brigade, and can also protect herself in time at the moment when the electromagnetic pulse bomb explodes, without being stabbed by strong light. With her almost instinctive intuition alone, she has the ability to help me guard one side.

"I'll ask you Shanna here. If I have a chance in the future, I will say sorry to you!" In a whispering murmur, I suddenly shouted wildly: "Get the incendiary bombs, the more the better!"

I tied six incendiary bombs on my body. I watched me twist the safety cover of one of the incendiary bombs, tie the pull ring with a steel wire, and then carefully put the steel wire through the sleeve and place it could be pulled to the position I could turn my wrist. Bu Shanna's face turned pale in an instant.

I can die, but my body must not be left to the joint special forces of the Multinationals. This is the most fundamental reason why I prepare for the incendiary bomb.

I looked at Bu Shanna deeply again. Maybe this was the last time I stared at her. The last time I used mixed appreciation, guilt and sweet eyes to engrave her every frown, smile, joy and anger deep in my heart.

I underestimated the world's strongest anti-terrorism force. The defense plan we pre-formed has become a pile of waste paper. Now in front of us is... the brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road!

My eyes swept across everyone in front of me. They are my brothers, the most elite professional soldiers who have experienced the bloodiest considerations in the Sino-Indian battlefield. But when we meet the world's strongest special forces, I don't know how many people will be buried here.

These most loyal soldiers followed the wrong brother. In this country, they have no national flag, no honor, and they cannot even retain their true name and appearance, because on our heads, a noun that cannot be wiped... Butcher!

"Squad 1 and 2 stay and accept Major Bu's command! If we all die in battle, Bu Shanna will take over the command here. You can give up your original plan and find ways to use hostages to put pressure on the joint forces and find ways to safely evacuate!"

I didn't dare to look back at Bu Shanna, I was afraid that once I turned around, I would be reluctant to die, "Take care!"

Class 1 and Class 2 are the most elite troops around me, and it can even be said to be my real and nameless personal guards. They stood behind Bu Shanna consciously. When I handed them over to Bu Shanna, each of them understood their mission: no matter who wants to hurt Bu Shanna, they must step over their bodies!

"Go to die with me!"

With my angry roar, twenty-two soldiers roared wildly together.

There are not many passionate speeches, not too much incitement and exaggeration, I am just telling them a fact. On this battlefield, those who are lucky, die! Those who cannot do their best will die! Those who cannot regard themselves as dead, die!

Only by giving up all hope, completely releasing the strongest fighting passion hidden in our life, and completely burning the craziest instincts in our Dragon Chinese bloodline, can we have a glimmer of hope! What I want is a super unit that is crazier, more fearless and more powerful than the Kanfeng Death Squad!

Carrying the Toms spinning heavy machine gun, I took a big step forward, and twenty-two soldiers followed closely behind me.

Bu Shanna looked at the man with a complicated expression. His arms were gentle and powerful. Not only could it become the most comfortable docking harbor for all women, but it could also support any burden. When he raised his hands and shouted, he would follow him. When he pointed his sword at the sky with his hands, a storm wave would be caused by him.

He is a bastard, and the woman he likes is actually his own sister!

He is a hero, he is born to be the kind of person who can burn his own life and constantly create miracles!

He is also a butcher. In order to achieve his goal, he can order the slaughter of unarmed Minping without hesitation, and even condone, instruct riots and rape!

Now this bastard, hero, butcher strides towards his battlefield. There is still a confident smile on the corner of his lips, and his whole body is still full of crazy domineering aura that cannot be seen by others. He has walked to the battlefield again and again, but Bu Shanna feels her heart tightening. She has an uneasy intuition: If Fu Yinxue is allowed to go out like this, she may lose this bastard forever, lose this hero forever, and lose this butcher forever!

After reaching out and wiping the corner of her eyes, Bu Shanna realized that she was actually crying. She cried for a man who once made her heart moved, but was once so weak that she could not give up! Whether this man is kind or evil or made her love, he just has the ability to make her cry constantly!

She cried!

I didn't look back, but I just knew she was crying!

For the first time I knew, it turned out that Bu Shanna's tears could make me feel so heartbroken.
Chapter completed!