The film starts with the Navy SEALs

Chapter 459 Carrying On the Fine Traditions of Flower Planters (seeking a monthly ticket)

Building D has the best shooting angle and height, and can attack the front and rear doors at the same time, as well as the slaughterhouse called Corpse Paradise on the side.

Having the best shooting conditions means that you need to output more firepower.

As the machine gunner in charge of this important location, Long Zhan needs to prepare as much ammunition as possible in advance to facilitate the next firepower.

The buildings of the intelligence station are all flat-roofed buildings, and there are no stairs that can be walked up directly.

Every time Long Zhan went up and down the roof of Building D, he could only climb up the iron escalator next to him, and he couldn't bring much ammunition in one trip.

Time is so tight right now, and the ammunition and weapons required for combat are huge, Long Zhan definitely cannot transport it up alone.

The rest of the GRS team also had tasks, and they also needed to move ammunition to their respective areas of responsibility, so they couldn't find time to help Building D.

In order to complete the preparations in time, Long Zhan came to the lobby of the office building and found Jilani, a running friend who had just gotten started.

To the blond hottie: "It's going to be dawn in 6 hours and the whole city will know where we are.

We need to do everything possible to hold this place until the reinforcements from Tripoli arrive. Now I need your help. Find me some helpers among your people. "

For the sake of the in-depth communication between the two, Gilani did not hide anything, and said openly: "The station master is not going to stay, he has already used all means to evacuate.

While I'd love to help you, it might be a little tricky in this situation.

Moreover, we are not combatants and have not received systematic combat training, so we cannot provide you with much help. . "

Gilani is indeed right, there is still a big difference between an intelligence officer and a secret agent.

"I don't need them to participate in the battle, I just need to complete the logistical work for us, that is, send the combat supplies to the roof."

After Long Zhan briefly explained, he smiled confidently: "Believe me, without the help of our GRS, you can't leave here.

It is simply unrealistic to rely on the help of the Libyan army or police. They cannot and dare not get involved.

If you want to successfully escape from Benghazi, you still can only rely on our GRS. Helping us now is tantamount to helping yourself. You should think about it carefully. "

Finished.

Long Zhan didn't say anything more, leaving a little space for Jilani to weigh himself, strode back to the armory, and started intensive preparations.

When Long Zhan delivered a box of tens of kilograms of ammunition chains, Jilani appeared in front of him with two people.

These two people are very familiar with Long Zhan, they are Amao, the translator, and Wei Na, who has acted together.

The two may often go out to perform tasks, have contact with various industries in Libya, and have a more accurate judgment of the situation.

The two of them were very pessimistic about the emergency evacuation plan proposed by the station master.

So when Gilani found the two of them, indicating that GRS urgently needed help, the two ran over without hesitation.

12:13pm.

After a few minutes of intensive preparation, the GRS team and the DSS team added up to a total of 9 people, all of whom took their positions on the roofs of the four buildings of the intelligence station.

Everyone's chosen shooting point is full of weapons and ammunition.

Among them, the preparation for the dragon battle is the most exaggerated.

There are not only three boxes of more than 4000 rounds of 5.56 bullets, but also a box of high-explosive grenades, an RPG7 launcher and 6 rockets.

The fine traditions of flower growers have been brought into full play by Long Zhan.

The defensive work has been completed, and the noise outside has turned into the calm before the storm, only the office building is still noisy.

The intelligence personnel are still carrying out the orders of the station master, trying every means to get the help of the Libyans.

Long Zhan stood by the outer wall of Building D, with the outdoor livestock pen of the slaughterhouse in front of his vision, and an ordinary residential building on the left.

The atmosphere in the intelligence station was highly tense at this time, but this residential building was just the opposite.

In order to avoid the hot air in the house, the owner of the house moved a chair and sat outside, watching the football game on the TV inside the house through the window.

Seeing Long Zhan looking at him, he raised the wine bottle in his hand to greet Long Zhan.

Long Zhan didn't relieve his tense mood because of the friendliness of the house owner, and he didn't say hello or respond, but his brows frowned.

All the deployment of the intelligence station can be seen clearly from the outside.

This is a big problem!
In order to solve this huge hidden danger, Long Zhan deliberately climbed down from Building D, went up to Building C to find Tyron, and put forward suggestions and improvement plans.

Tyronn didn't hesitate at all, and immediately accepted Long Zhan's improvement plan.

He then radioed and reported: "Guys, we are going to fix the lighting problem now, and will turn off all the lights inside, and only turn on the safest lights.

Please confirm that you are carrying night vision equipment, and the infrared strobe for air recognition has been turned on.

While the chances of air support coming over are less than the chances of me running for President of the United States, it won't do us any harm.

Teague, you know this place best, you go down to the control room and turn off the lights. "

All the lights outside the walls of the intelligence station are turned on, and all the lights on the internal buildings are turned off. The intersection of light and dark can form a subtle visual difference, making it harder for outsiders to see clearly the situation inside the intelligence station.

This is Long Zhan's suggestion to Tyronn, showing his rich night fighting experience.

"In Iraq and Afghanistan the Black Hawks would come to pick us up at any moment, and here we are all the lone heroes, which is pretty cool."

Teague saw Long Zhan climbing up the roof of Building D again, and walked towards the ladder that Long Zhan came up while complaining.

"Lonely hero? It seems to be pretty good, I can't wait."

Long Zhan walked back to his "position" full of ammunition, picked up a rocket and skillfully disarmed it, inserted it into the cylinder launcher, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"It's a good thing you don't have a chance to control a nuclear weapon."

Teague left a word with deep meaning, implying that Long Zhan was a firemaniac. He went down the iron escalator to the ground and ran to the control room at the front door.

at this time.

In a row of residential buildings opposite the gate of the intelligence station, the gates were opened almost at the same time, and cars drove out one after another.

It is not difficult to see through the window glass that every car is full of family members.

It is impossible for them to organize themselves to escape at such a uniform time. The only answer is that they were notified at the same time.

This place will become very dangerous in the future. If you don't want to be hurt and innocent, you need to leave quickly.

That's why we have the scene in front of us!
(End of this chapter)