Rogue Aventure

Kabul, the slums, the night is dark, and at some point, the moon and stars are covered by clouds, and the whole world is pitch black.

In the darkness, a skinny wild dog was looking for food on a mountain of rubbish.Just when the wild dog picked up a moldy piece of bread, its ears moved suddenly, and it raised its head to look into the distance.Immediately afterwards, the wild dog's fur stood up, its tail was tucked between its legs, and it let out a low whining sound.

At this moment, countless ghost-like figures suddenly appeared, moving quickly.The wild dog circled back and forth uneasily, and the whining sound became more and more urgent.But when those black shadows approached the garbage dump, the bread in the wild dog's mouth fell to the ground, and it opened its mouth and barked wildly.When the wild dog was about to bark, a streamer of light from a saber pierced into the wild dog's neck accurately with a puff.

"Woooooooo..." The wild dog fell on the garbage dump and wailed. Tears dripped from the corners of its eyes that were originally lifeless. It didn't know why those humans wanted to kill it.Blood kept flowing from the wound, and the wild dog stuck out its tongue, licking the blood that flowed on the dull fur.The wailing in his mouth became weaker and weaker, and finally he slowly closed his helpless eyes, and lay there quietly, motionless.

Those black shadows gathered in all directions towards a house that couldn't be more ordinary, forming an encirclement trend.A pair of heavily armed U.S. Marines stopped in the alley outside the gate of the house, and a major whispered into the headset: "Call the eagle, call the eagle!"

A cold and emotionless voice came from the headset: "The eagle received it!"

The major said: "The target has been surrounded by us, we can act!"

The icy voice said, "Act in 10 minutes, and Zawahiri must not escape."

In the labyrinth-like basement of the private house, Zawahiri is sitting in a room with a hundred square meters, holding a glass of red wine and watching TV.

Adair broke in suddenly: "General, something happened!"

Zawahiri frowned: "Adair, how many times have I told you to stay calm no matter what happens."

"Yes!" Adair stood at attention.

"Tell me, what's the matter!" Zawahiri said calmly after taking a sip of red wine.

Adair said: "Just received the news that the base of the East 1 Iraqi Movement in Mimita Town and the training camp in the desert were attacked by the United States. No one survived."

Zawahiri smiled slightly: "Isn't this something we already expected? They stabbed the Americans in the ass, and I would be surprised if the Americans didn't get angry."

"Also!" Adair said, "The two bases of the East 1 Iraqi Movement in Libya were also attacked by air at the same time. Now the East 1 Iraqi Movement no longer exists."

"What?" Zawahiri suddenly stood up on the sofa, his face constantly changing.In order to appease the people in the country, it is understandable that the Yankees shoveled the East 1 Iraqi movement here. He had already expected this when he bought Hesumu Aishan to take action against the US embassy.But he never expected that the Americans actually wiped out all their foundations in Libya, which is a bit unusual.You must know that the East 1 Iraqi Movement was secretly supported by the Americans. Although the wings of the East 1 Iraqi Movement hardened later, it got rid of the control of the Americans and joined forces with the base.But the Americans absolutely don't care about these things. What they care about is that the East 1 Iraqi Movement has been making trouble in China, which is also their purpose of secretly supporting the East 1 Iraqi Movement.But now, the Americans have actually wiped out the two bases of the East 1 Iraqi Movement in Libya. There must be something wrong with it, otherwise those shameless Americans would never do this.

Zawahiri pondered for two to three minutes, and finally raised his head suddenly: "Quick, my intuition tells me that this place is no longer safe, let's leave here immediately." After speaking, he walked out quickly.

Adair followed closely, and then ordered the two terrorists guarding the door: "Notify immediately, evacuate within 1 minutes!"

"Yes!" The two terrorists walked away quickly. In less than 1 minutes, terrorists emerged from more than a dozen residential houses in the front, back, left, and right sides centering on the Al-Zawahri house. I don't know where they came out, like mice that came out to look for food at night and got out of the hole.

One, two, three... There was a mass of darkness, and then quickly approached Zawahiri's residence, there could be about 300 people.

Zawahiri had just stepped out of the gate when he stopped suddenly, looked up at the sky, and heard the faint roar of helicopter propellers in his ears.

Zawahiri's pupils shrank sharply, the hairs on his body stood up, and his hands trembled.Because two Apache attack helicopters were already overhead.Although it was dark night, he could clearly see the metal texture under the fuselage, the M1638 machine gun barrel with a total length of 254mm, a width of 292mm, and a height of 230mm.It seems to hear the mechanical sound that the movement head rotates in the movement assembly and the striker spring is compressed, the striker handle is released, and the striker moves forward rapidly under the force of the spring and enters the safety slot before firing.

This shell, code-named lw30, is a 30mm caliber, light-duty high-explosive dual-function shell, which can not only penetrate armor, but also blast and kill other targets.With this lightweight dual-function shell, the "Apache" attack helicopter can launch attacks on armored combat vehicles in open areas as well as targets in urban areas.

The m230 is known as the serpent in the air. It uses the shell code-named lw30. It is a 30mm caliber, light-duty high-explosive dual-function shell that can penetrate armor and blast and kill other targets.If there is no anti-aircraft missile, it will be your nightmare to encounter it.Because no one can escape under the powerful air firepower of the m230.During Operation Desert Storm that year, more than 200 Iraqi tanks were killed by the M230.

Zawahiri ran back desperately, but facing m230, could he run away?

"Suddenly..."

Suddenly, a strong searchlight came on, illuminating the ground like daytime.Amidst the dull sound that made the blood coagulate, clouds of fire and smoke rose from the muzzle of the machine gun, and the two or three hundred terrorists were like a hornet's nest that had just been stabbed, completely in chaos.Although they are fanatical religious elements, received military training.But facing the m1 with 600 to 1000 rounds per minute, they can only scurry around like headless chickens.The bright red blood and the fragments of the human body were slapped directly on their faces, making these fanatical guys who existed to kill people also taste the taste of being slaughtered.

The two Apaches circled back and forth at a height of [-] meters, ignoring the sporadic counterattacks below.During the rotation of the electric motor, the shells fired from the barrel draw unforgettable and brilliant tracks in the air, like a flame dragon flying down from the sky, plowing the ground one after another, half as deep. No matter what it touches, it will be smashed to pieces in an instant.

Zawahiri, who was protected by dozens of terrorists and ran into the courtyard, glanced back when he entered a dilapidated house.The body trembled once, and after the two fire dragons swept past, no matter what it was, the only result was to be torn apart by the shells!

"Suddenly..."

The m230 kept firing, smashing down the heads and faces of those stalking terrorists.

Seeing all this, Zawahiri knew that he might be doomed this time.It's just that he is very unwilling, but at this time, he has no way out, and can only go back to the basement as soon as possible.Because he too was afraid of death, and he was terribly afraid.Don't look at him as the head of the base, but he hasn't had a day of military training. This is the first time he has felt the taste of death and the sadness of being unable to control his own life.

It's just that his desire to survive is too strong, he stepped into the house in one step, and then quickly ran in the basement.Because the entire basement is poured with concrete, even missiles cannot destroy it, and the basement is his only hope of survival.

m230 was still roaring, chasing and killing those terrorists.Round after round of shooting, bullets rained like shuttles, iron and blood collided with each other, converging into a terrifying torrent, drowning everything in the world.I don't know how long it took before the m1 stopped roaring, and the ground was in a mess, with broken stones and corpses everywhere, and the strong smell of blood drifted away with the night wind.

Two Apaches circled the sky, searching for any missing fish.More than ten minutes later, the two Apaches climbed rapidly through a beautiful arc, and then disappeared into the sky.

The major chuckled: "Call the eagle, call the eagle!"

"Received!" It was still that ruthless and majestic voice.

"The young eagle calls for action!" said the major.

"You can act!" The cold voice came again, "Resolutely eliminate Zawahiri."

"Yes!" The major stood at attention, "This place is already surrounded by us. As long as the information is accurate, he can't escape." After speaking, he waved his hand, "Follow me!"

"Yes!" The marines quickly ran towards Al-Zawahiri's house, only then did they see clearly that within a radius of 60 meters, it had become a hell.Blood was all over the ground, and piles of mutilated corpses and completely torn pieces of flesh were everywhere.Stepping on it, there was a popping sound.Even if they are soldiers, even if they have participated in wars, even if they have grown up in the tempering of blood and fire, even if they themselves don't know how many people they have killed, it can be seen that they will not adapt to such a scene.

"boom!"

A marine soldier kicked open the gate, then dodged and guarded the gate with another soldier.

"Da da!"

"Da da da!!!!"

The four marine soldiers tentatively began to shoot, and found that there were no enemies inside, so they raised their hands to make a gesture.

The major waved his hand: "Go in!"

The marines entered the yard, and then approached the house cautiously. Two flash bombs rolled and flew into the house, and then two strong lights flashed.

The major made a gesture, and the four marines entered the room in a flash. After searching, one of the marines said, "Head, there is an entrance to the basement."

A smile appeared on the corner of the major's mouth: "Go down, be careful."

Zawahiri sat in the communication room, glanced at the remaining 20 men, and said calmly: "Allah is calling us. He told me that those infidels should all be damned. Before we go to see him, we must first Send those heretics to hell."