Special Years

A large group of people appeared in Taniguchi.

The old white hair looked at the binoculars for a while, and said, "The information is correct, the delivery is here."

"Can you notify the headquarters?" asked solemnly.

"Wait." Old Baimao said, "The big fish outside the pond hasn't swam in yet, so I can't let it run away."

Zhuang Yan understands what the old white hair means.

Now that the stage is here and the band is here, now the lead singer is missing.

The lead singer is Guan Jian.

The two people met in the valley, hugging and hugging, looking like old friends reunited after a long absence.

But things quickly took a turn for the worse.

In the sight, the heads of the two sides talked for a while, which seemed to be quite unpleasant, and the bearded hands of one of the recipients seemed to be equipped with motors and waved in the air.

The leader of the delivery side seemed to be explaining something, but the leader of the delivery side didn't seem to hear it.

Finally, the leader of the receiving party waved his hand and turned around with the person who brought him, as if to leave.

"Fuck, it seems like a fallout?" Zhuang Yan was a little anxious.

It's too far away now to hear what they're saying.

Only in the telescope can judge the filth between them based on their limbs, expressions and movements.

The old white-haired expression also became solemn.

If the receiving party really wants to leave, it can only be intercepted in advance.

Unexpected situations may occur in any task.

"Ask again to see if there is any situation at other monitoring points."

"Group 1 called the hunters to report the latest situation of Groups 2, 3, and 4. Are there any armed personnel?"

"Reply to group 1. Judging from the latest reports of groups 2, 3, and 4, there are only Pathfinders."

"clear."

After cutting off the communication, he said solemnly to the old white hair: "There is no situation over there, No. 0, I think it is 99% here."

"Ninety-nine percent, that is to say, there may be a one percent chance that it is not here." Old Baimao said: "As a qualified scout, you must be 100% sure. You can guarantee that this is not the place. Therefore, the formation of doubts?"

"It's not like..." said solemnly.

The old white-haired man said, "It doesn't look like it. The leader of the delivery is on our list. I can recognize it."

Zhuang Yan said: "That's it. Could it be that the boss here is coming, and the outside party will not come?"

Old Baimao snorted: "It's not surprising, you see now, hasn't the 'fox' appeared yet?"

"'Fox' is so important?" asked solemnly.

"His nickname is FOX." Old Baimao said: "This person is very important. Many things we are investigating are related to him. He is a former army officer of a certain country. He was famous for abusing prisoners. Qian Bianshi is a master, we have been looking for him for a long time, but unfortunately he never shows up every time, a cunning and cunning thing, never willing to take risks easily, always likes to hide behind the command."

"Look, they seem to have a complete fallout."

Zhuang Yan noticed that the leader of the receiving party had already turned around and started to retreat towards Taniguchi.

"Can you stop it?"

The old white hair punched the stone: Damn it! did not appear again. "

He was thinking, if this is the case, he should take the shot.

It's also better to catch one side than to both run away.

He was about to tell Zhuang Yan to let the front finger inform the reserve team that it was ready to go.

If the reserve team arrives here by helicopter, it will take half an hour, as long as they stare here for half an hour, or hold on for half an hour, and entangle these enemies, they can be captured in one net.

Just as he was about to give the order, the situation in the valley reversed again.

The small leader of the delivery side rushed up, holding the field phone in his hand, and delivered it in front of the leader of the receiving side, Bearded.

Although I couldn't hear what was said, I could tell at a glance that it was for the bearded man to answer the phone.

Bearded seemed convinced and stopped.

After hesitating for a moment, he took the phone and put it next to his ear.

Then I started talking with the person on the other end of the phone. I was very emotional at first, but gradually, the voice began to soften.

"It seems to be settled." The old white hair said: "Let's take a look."

Sure enough, the bearded man seemed to have changed his mind, and after hanging up the phone, he was chatting again, but although the man still refused to admit defeat, he was very honest, and he began to lead him to the valley again.

After the leader of the delivery party got the phone back, he started to contact someone again, and stood there and talked a lot.

Zhuang Yan was a little anxious.

Shit day to smash so many words.

Wouldn't it be nice to teach your boss to come and trade earlier?

Digging, annoying!

Zhuang Yan could not wait to go back to the sniper position to get his sniper rifle, and then shoot this **** guy in the head to make the whole world clean.

After the call was over, both parties seemed to be quiet again. Everyone sat on the ground in twos and threes, eating naan and drinking water as if they were having a family picnic.

Zhuang Yan felt a fire burning in his chest.

The long days of waiting can be overcome, but this one kick has not been shot for a long time.

Closing his eyes, solemnly began to take deep breaths.

Just take a deep breath to calm yourself down a bit.

"They won't sit here for a day, will they?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help but say: "Let's just calibrate the data and let the front finger directly order the nearby missile troops to do it here, and save so much trouble."

The old white hair was still patiently holding the telescope, his eyes never taking his eyes off the target.

He comforted the young man beside him who was participating in the mission for the first time: "Be patient, solemn, it's only been a few days, I have tried lurking for a month. It's not impossible to give a missile here, we don't care about the cost of precision-guided missiles. Forget it, even if you are willing, if you bomb, you will lose everything. Many of these people are themselves a good intelligence resource, or more useful than death, and if you bomb here, all clues on your body will be erased. It doesn't do us any good to track down who's behind the scenes."

Majestic lying on the ground, the sun is heating up the body.

The weather in this ghost place is also weird. When the sun shines directly during the day, it looks like a roast pig, and at night it will become minus zero.

Looking at his hands, they were already dry and dirty, with cracks in some places. I heard that people who stay in the plateau area for a long time will have their nails deformed. This is solemn and convinced.

"I'm coming!"

Old Baimao bumped solemnly with his elbow.

"This time it's the big army."

Zhuang Yan quickly raised his binoculars and looked in the direction of the sheep intestine trail.

When I saw it, I was startled.

This time it was a large team of donkeys.

A conservative estimate is dozens.

Seeing these people, the first thought that popped out of Zhuang Yan's heart was—Damn it! These dozens of people plus a dozen people in the original valley, plus dozens of people who came to pick up the goods.

The men quickly reached the valley, and the head of the delivery party, with a big beard, walked up to the new donkey.

Two large green boxes hang from each donkey.

You can tell it's a weapon box.

As for what kind of weapon, Zhuang Yan couldn't see clearly.

However, the bearded man who received the goods was quite satisfied. While watching, he nodded and reached out to pat the box, looking contented.

However, for the solemn and the old white hair, the trouble is now big.

This is somewhat different from the situation that the intelligence said that there may be dozens of enemies, which is completely beyond the estimate.

This is just like a strengthening link!

No matter how good you and the old white hair are, and how accurate your marksmanship is, you can't fight.

Once the moment of interception comes, whether it can last for half an hour is really a problem.

These people are not Boy Scouts, and at first glance they know that they are desperadoes who have been licking blood on their heads to seek life all the year round.

"No. 0, if FOX comes over, can we hold on?"

The old white hair said, "I didn't see FOX."

"To stop or not to stop?" Zhuang Yan asked.

The old white hair sighed: "I'm afraid FOX won't come, I watched it for a while~www.novelmt.com~ I didn't see FOX, unless he wore makeup."

"They all have their faces covered, and they may be mixed in." Zhuang Yan said, "Across the face towel, it's all the same."

Old Baimao nodded and said, "Well, it seems that it is time to notify the front finger, let them send people, the goods and people are all there, there is one less FOX, but it is worth doing."

Zhuang Yan quickly reported the situation to his front finger, and the old white hair continued to observe.

After the report was over, the old white hair suddenly said: "Go, we will snipe the position, bring your sniper rifles and mine, and bring all the ammunition."

Majestic turned and crawled towards the hideout.

His heart was beating wildly.

Listening to the tone of the old white hair, it seems that he is about to do it.

Two people against a reinforced company?

This is so desperate!