Chapter 724: Cleaning Up the Trash (Part 1)! (Second Update!)
"The system is normal and the sound can be heard!"
"Lin, why the hell are you able to enter this system?"
Two completely different voices appeared in Lin Yu's ears at almost the same time. He first received the signal from Luan Yuelin, and then Lin Yu took out the English sentence from his mind and translated it with his brain. one time.
After repeatedly confirming that the other person was cursing someone, he opened his throat and cursed directly in the system:
"I am a technical service provider, why can't I enter the system?"
"If I don't enter the system, if you have a problem while using it, who will solve it for you? Your God? How many divisions does your God have? Does your God understand circuit diagrams? Does your God understand radios?"
"You don't even understand your god!"
"waste!"
After scolding the person, Lin Yu fell silent and sat in front of the computer, dragging the mouse to check the videos captured by satellites and drones.
Videos shot at high altitudes are actually at a certain tilt angle, and there are a lot of photos. To be officially used, these photos need to be cropped in the database and then spliced together.
The photos presented to him were already cropped and spliced pictures.
As the mouse wheel scrolled, the photo became larger and larger. In the end, he could clearly see even the bushes on the ground, and naturally he could also see the people lying and resting beside the bushes.
The scroll wheel slid and the picture slowly shrunk. He left-clicked on the picture and glanced around. An evil smile appeared on Lin Yu's lips.
There are no villages for more than ten kilometers around the place where this man was photographed, and the living habits of Pakistan and Afghanistan are farming, not safari.
This person can't be a hunter, so...
The identity of this person is naturally coming out.
terrorist.
interesting……
Islamabad.
Pakistani Defense Minister Bren was holding a cup of black tea in his hand, covering the tea cup in front of his eyes, and then using the cover of the tea cup.
Focus on the two people in front of you.
On the left is Luan Yuelin.
He only knew that this person's position was as a staff officer, and he had been playing the role of a liaison between Pakistan and China. As for the specific position of the other person, he did not know.
He knew the man on the right, very well.
Commander of America's Central Theater, Hanks McCain, with the rank of major general.
As the Minister of Defense of Pakistan, Bren knew very well that in front of this man, the only thing he could rely on was his status as minister.
But there isn’t much to rely on.
As for the reason, it's very simple.
Hanks has real power and can call on America and her allies' armies stationed in the Middle East at any time.
Strictly speaking, this guy is of a very high level, and it is not his turn to appear in the fight against a group of terrorists.
However, this guy somehow got on a plane and came to Islamabad very suddenly.
The reason he gave was to direct the entire annihilation operation.
This reason...
Bren didn't want to comment.
Then, two people who were originally out of reach appeared together in a very strange way and appeared in Pakistan's joint operations command room.
Then, the two people faced each other intentionally or unintentionally.
He really wanted to say, one of you is a staff officer who does not know your position, and the other is the commander of the Central Theater Command. Is it interesting that you two are facing each other in the joint operations command room of Pakistan?
But he didn't dare. He was afraid that if he asked, he would be pinched in the middle.
After all, he is a dignified Minister of National Defense, and he has always made others suffer. How could he be caught in the middle?
The people on both sides of the map faced off for a moment, and then turned to look at the big screen next to them.
The screen is a newly arrived device, a large high-definition screen. There are more than a dozen people sitting below, wearing the same black uniforms. Without exception, they are all yellow faces.
On the backs of these people, there are several large characters written clearly.
Rhine Defense.
The large screen is divided into several areas, and where Hanks has been looking is the drone lens.
Under the lens, the picture kept changing, and soon Hanks saw several familiar figures on the screen.
More than 10 days ago, he dispatched SEAL Team 7 to Pakistan.
A team of seven people is carefully traveling through the Hindu Kush Mountains, getting closer to the target.
On the left is the picture of their progress, and on the right is the overall layout.
This advancing team appears as a green arrow on the layout map, and about 5 kilometers ahead of the green arrow is a red polygonal box.
In the label next to it, this area is the area where the main force of the Pakistani Taliban is hiding.
Looking at the high-definition picture, Hanks folded his hands on his chest and asked Luan Yuelin with amusement on his face:
"Your equipment is of average use. Send me two sets and I will use them when I go back. We often fight, so I can give you more suggestions. What do you think?"
Next to him, Luan Yuelin was recording data. When he suddenly heard these words, he was stunned for two seconds and then slowly turned around.
After staring at the person next to him for a while, he asked with a gloomy face:
"Give you the equipment, then you change the label on it, and then send it to your Pentagon as a new project to defraud money?"
"Mr. Hanks, you're not the one who cheated me out of money."
"Also, I dare to give you this thing, do you dare to use it?"
"As long as you dare to use this system in the Middle East, I will beg Lin Yu for a system even if I have to beg and kowtow."
When Luan Yuelin said this, he was so majestic and generous.
However, Hanks, who was standing next to him, just touched his nose silently after hearing this and did not continue to speak.
He could use it to cheat people and defraud research funds, but he would never use it.
It is even more impossible to use it in his own central theater.
This system can even take pictures of two dogs doing bad things on the ground. If it is really used, it would be a complete failure.
Putting away the thoughts in his mind, Hanks' attention fell on the big screen again.
At this moment, the person in charge of controlling the system has switched the screen on the big screen and cut it into 5 angles.
In other words, in that piece of sky, in addition to satellites.
There are also five reconnaissance and strike drones.
Each reconnaissance and strike drone has six missiles hanging on it.
In the perspective of drone No. 4, Hanks saw some people, some terrorists holding guns and preparing to find a place for training.
He pressed the headset:
"Williams, there are 12 terrorists at 14 o'clock, 3 kilometers away."
"Three of them are adults, strong men, and the remaining 9 are young people around 18 years old. They look very young. They should be recruited by them. If possible, try to avoid fighting with these people. Be careful."
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In the depths of the Hindu Kush Mountains, listening to the voice coming from the headset, Williams subconsciously raised his head and looked at the surrounding mountains.
There is a saying that it is a dead horse to run to the mountain, and he is now in a dead horse state.
Without thinking too much, he quickly looked at the personal terminal on his arm.
That was the new equipment they got from Pakistan two days ago. Of course, the equipment did not come from Pakistan, but from next door.
They got this batch of equipment in the name of borrowing.
And they were required to sign some confidentiality agreements and were not allowed to disclose the equipment information this time, otherwise, they would be sent to military court.
At first, he was very curious why he had to sign a confidentiality agreement to borrow equipment from Pakistan.
When he used the equipment, he realized that he really should sign a confidentiality agreement.
On his left arm, a palm-sized screen was lit up by him.
In the center of the screen was a reduced map.
On the map, right in front of the green arrow they represented, there were several red dots moving at a position of 3 kilometers.
He tapped the red dots and chose to switch the screen.
After several consecutive cuts, he finally cut to the drone's perspective.
At a glance, he saw the movements of those people.
Among the 12 people, three of them were obviously leaders.
They stood on the other side of the hillside, guiding the 8 people next to them to disassemble guns, shoot, and load bullets.
The picture was very smooth, without any delay.
Williams was very happy to see it, but also very worried.
The reason for being happy was that before this, as the elite of the Navy SEALs, they had also used the equipment issued by the American Department of Defense.
Those ghost things that were blown up by those officials became a burden once they arrived in these mountains.
In addition to increasing the weight, it does not improve combat effectiveness at all.
And it often fails at critical moments.
And this set of equipment in his hand, deep in the mountains, not only did it not fail, but it also brought him a good reconnaissance experience.
Don't say it, if this thing appears on the market, it will definitely be sold out.
After watching for a while, he stretched out his hand to call a few team members, pointed at the people on the screen and said:
"There are 12 of them in total, and we have 7 of them."
"They don't know that we have found them yet, and they are testing their guns."
"So, if we time it well and shoot when they are teaching those people to change bullets, we only need two rounds of shooting to get rid of them all."
"So..."
Williams pressed his finger on the screen, zoomed out the picture, and pointed at a few stones on the screen and said:
"Let's get here!"
"In the first round of attack, give priority to attacking the three veterans, so there are 7 of us, 6 people choose their own targets, Alexander, you are a sniper, your sniper rifle is aimed at the three veterans, after the first round of shooting, you are responsible for the follow-up shot."
After assigning the tasks, a group of seven people walked along the hillside, passing between the big rocks, and stopped to look at the equipment in their hands after walking two steps, confirming that those people were still practicing in the same place, and then continued to move forward.
After 20 minutes, the seven people arrived at the pre-selected position, and the sniper Alexander set up the sniper rifle and made an OK gesture.
After receiving the signal from his companion, Williams confirmed the target of his teammates through the headset.
After two consecutive times, he aimed the scope at the selected target in the distance and counted down quietly into the headset.
When the countdown reached zero, several dull gunshots suddenly broke out on the top of the mountain.
The 6 selected targets lay straight down at the moment the gunshots rang out.
Alexander, standing high up, quickly aimed the scope at the selected veteran and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The 5.56×45mm NATO bullet burst out from the muzzle of the MK12 and penetrated the chest of the target veteran in less than two seconds.
After firing a second shot, Alexander did not hesitate and immediately turned the gun around and pointed it at another veteran who was struggling on the ground.
Compared to the previous one, this one was stronger. After taking a 5.56 bullet, he was still struggling desperately and trying to fight back.
So Alexander fired two more shots at him.
After two shots, the gun turned again, and it was the third veteran.
Under the camera, only half of the veteran's body was left outside, and he was being dragged behind the bunker by the new recruit who had escaped death.
Seeing that the man's lower abdomen was about to disappear in the camera, Alexander did not dare to neglect it. He aimed the camera and pulled the trigger four times in a row. Two bullets hit the opponent's lower abdomen and two bullets hit the thigh.
Seeing the crazy blood gushing out of the thigh, Alexander breathed a sigh of relief.
If this one didn't die, he would eat the mk12 in his hand on the spot.
"There are still 13 bullets!" Alexander muttered in his heart and continued to fire.
After the first round of gunfire, Williams and his six men pulled the trigger for the second time at the fastest speed.
Although there was the first round of gunfire, those people were recruits after all. When they heard the gunfire, they did not choose to hide behind the rocks at the first time, but looked up and looked around.
Two smart ones dodged and escaped.
Those who were not smart all fell to the ground when the second round of gunfire sounded.
Alexander shot all the bodies again, and then pressed the headset:
"Captain, two people are not dead, I can't see them from this angle."
"We can see them from this angle too!" Williams replied with the same discouragement.
The two remaining people hid behind a pile of rocks, which happened to form a circle at that time, hiding them inside.
You can't see them from a high place, but if you get close, you may be ambushed.
There was a moment of silence.
Wilms subconsciously raised his hand and looked at the new device in his right hand.
The moment he looked over, his eyes lit up, and his finger paused on the screen to enlarge the screen.
They couldn't see anyone from their angle, but the drone in the sky could see them clearly.
After determining the opponent's position, he did not rashly choose to attack with missiles, but called people to carefully bypass the blind spot where the two people were on guard.
Attack from behind.
Puff!
The dull sound of gunfire rang out, lying behind the stone, watching the two terrorists above being solved carefully.
After the solution, Alexander was responsible for guarding, and the remaining 6 people began to check the body.
During the inspection, they added another round of gunfire.
Taking out a few grenades and making a booby trap under the body, Williams adjusted the drone's perspective, looked at the surrounding situation for a while, and chose another way.
At the same time, in the col 4 kilometers ahead of the SEALs this time, the leader of the Pakistani Taliban, Jira, always felt a chill on his back.