Chapter 35 I Will Definitely Come Back!

A very convenient small restraint circle, some terrorists looked ferocious, putting their life and death at risk, and frantically pulled the trigger.

The soldiers were strafed for a while, and they didn't dare to use grenades. There were bombs and gasoline all over the ground on the opposite side. If it was detonated, it would be no joke.

Suddenly, the craziest part of the terrorists tensed up and fell to the ground with a "plop".

The commander on the helicopter hurriedly yelled in the headset: "Fuckers! What are you waiting for?! The enemy's firepower network has been broken! The first team breaks through from the direction of nine o'clock! The second team suppresses the cover! Three The team rushed into the cave and rescued Stark!"

Although the soldiers were afraid of sacrifice, they still had professional ethics. After the commander gave the order, everyone reacted quickly, and the speed was so fast that they finally showed the demeanor of a strong country.

Those "fanatics" were inexplicably knocked down, and the rest of them were in a panic when they saw the well-equipped soldiers rushing towards them.

As for the commander? How can they have such a tall thing? Which one is not fighting on its own?

Even the high-level terrorists only know to hold a rifle and "chug and chug" behind the crowd.

They join the terrorist forces just to make a living. They are not like the group of fanatics who always open their mouths to say "jihad," which hurts their brains.

Relying on their good military literacy, the soldiers quickly turned the tide of the battle and began to fight against the terrorists, but they still paid more attention when shooting to avoid hitting the oil drums themselves.

The terrorists are scattered widely. The second team has fierce firepower and is equipped with snipers. They don't want to kill the enemy, as long as they can suppress the enemy's firepower and successfully let the third team break into the cave.

In fact, if the terrorists blow up the ammunition and fuel tanks along the road, even the special teams will not dare to approach here for a while.

But do they have the guts? No, it was bought by the boss at a high price, and he would be beaten severely even touching it, let alone blowing it up with a gun!

However, just as the three teams were about to enter the cave, they were suddenly attacked. Fortunately, the bulletproof vests on this group of soldiers were of good quality. After a few tactical rolls, they successfully concealed themselves, looking for opportunities, and waiting for the opponent to show their flaws.

Just wait until they run out of ammo and then raid in!

But is it possible? The commander made a mistake, he subconsciously thought that the opponent didn't have much ammunition in the cave...

So...three minutes passed...five minutes passed, and the group of terrorists blocking the entrance of the cave relied on self-made bunkers, and their firepower output never stopped.

And far away in the depths of the cave, the terrorist leader with a rotten forehead had a gloomy expression at this moment, and was considering whether to abandon this stronghold.

"Boss." The bearded, fierce-looking man asked cautiously at this moment: "Let's give up here, those American soldiers are too aggressive, and it won't be long..."

"Snapped!"

The bald man slapped his ear, and raised the golden star of his beard, "Are you sick? Do you know how much I paid to get those things?! How could I give up here so easily? I have saved half my life. This!"

A bearded man with a fierce face, in front of the bald head, is as docile as a kitten, even though this "cat" is ugly.

He spoke in a rough voice, "Don't worry, boss, our group of brothers will definitely fight to the death! Even if the soldiers break through here, we will tear off a piece of flesh from them!"

"Brothers, don't you think so?!"

The bearded man held up his gun and shouted at the people behind him.

In the end, before waiting for a response, the bald man slapped the back of his bearded head again!

"Damn, I think your brain is really sick!"

The bearded man turned around, saw his boss's gloomy face, and felt a "thud" in his heart, knowing that he had said something wrong again.

It would be a lie to say that he is afraid of death, otherwise he would not have created this "big cause" with the "boss".

"

But if he is a fanatic, he is not, he has no beliefs of his own. A lot of it is to follow his boss to eat and drink hot food, and he can reprimand hundreds of soldiers under him all day long, which makes him feel very fulfilled.

So... when the soldiers were about to attack, the first thing he thought of was whether he would die or not. Rather, how to behave well in front of your boss.

This brain circuit... other terrorists said they don't understand.

The bald man's eyes were gloomy, and when he narrowed his eyes slightly, he had a shocking power. Perhaps a lot of people died at his hands, and even those who supported him felt a slight chill in their hearts at this moment.

The bald man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and began to analyze the pros and cons of the matter.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that you must run if you run, otherwise the group of American soldiers would come in and "chug" him directly, and he would go to "Allah" with a dull face.

There is absolutely no need to sacrifice himself for these weapons and resources, as long as he still has Stark in his hands, as long as he can still contact Stanislav.

He can pull up a team at any time, and the country is together!

The bearded man was still in a daze, waiting for his boss to issue an order, ready to rush out and fight those American soldiers.

Let's have a blood and flesh, passionate battle, and shoot those yellow and numerous cute little things into the opponent's body!

Listening to them wail is one of the greatest joys of the bearded man.

The bald man stared at the subordinate who was still thinking outside the cave, and then slapped his ear on the other's head. Seeing that the beard came back to his senses, he said seriously: "Go and bring that guy Stark over here. Nothing else, just as fast as you can."

"Did you hear me?"

The sudden loud roar, the shocking bearded man's left ear was blinded, and when he saw the fierce expression of the bald man, he immediately trembled and shouted loudly: "I heard you, boss!"

The bald man frowned, it had nothing to do with it, but his bearded tone made him choked up.

"and many more!"

The beard stopped suddenly, and the boots, which had long been invisible in color, had an intimate contact with the puffing dust on the ground.

"Boss?"

"Bring Ethan over by the way, we are short of doctors."

"Okay boss, don't worry boss, everything will be left to me."

In the retina, the backs of the bearded team were reflected, and the bald man thoughtfully touched his dusty bald head.

He...has some bad premonitions, he always feels that things will be messed up if he leaves things to that idiot...

"boom!"

"Boom——"

There was a loud noise, dust filled the cave entrance, and the bald man's eyes flickered. In the blur, he could see the corpses blown to the ground by the grenade.

Taking a few steps forward, looking out through the dust, he saw the helicopter hanging in mid-air in an instant.

"fuck! Damn Yankees! I'll definitely be back!"

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