Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

Morgan said, "People from the [-]th Squadron arrived so quickly? Isn't Lieutenant Colonel Nolan leading the team?"

This must be the American Delta Special Forces, but I don't know which team it is. It is reasonable to say that the [-]th Squadron has led the mission. They will not send a second special forces team. If Nolan is not leading the team, this matter will be much easier to solve.

"It came so fast?" Lu Zhen was puzzled, and turned to a channel to ask An Xiaoyao for specific information. As soon as he finished asking, An Xiaoyao said, "Just received the news that the fifth squadron and the nineteenth squadron are on a mission together. I have sent reinforcements. Well, it’s a bit slow, so hold on first.”

"Fuck, what kind of information are you receiving? People only give me information here." Brother Lu cursed with a smile, and began to redeploy again.

An Xiaoyao, "..."

Re-deployment was a very difficult task. Lu Zhen originally wanted to disperse the manpower, eliminate the nearby mercenary regiments, and then concentrate firepower on the red lions. Now that there are more people from the fifth squadron, it seems that the vanguard has grown bigger. Before the main force comes, the problem will be big.

Lu Zhen made a decisive decision and changed his strategy.

He put his ear next to Morgan's ear and said a few words, Morgan's eyes widened, "Is that okay?"

"Why not?" Lu Zhen raised his eyebrows, "When Nolan's [-]th Squadron arrives, it will be too late. Hurry up and get ready, I'll send someone to contact you."

"Ok."

Half an hour later, Lu Zhen in camouflage uniform appeared in the base camp of the terrorists. Morgan sent people to quickly break through a breakthrough and landed.

Surrounded by the sea on three sides and mountains on one side, they are on the top of the mountain. There is a road leading directly to a secret port. Now this port has been blocked. They have become trapped beasts and can only be trapped on the top of the mountain.All the special forces are waiting at the foot of the mountain to besiege them. Their Wuzhi cannot be activated, otherwise they can take people away with Wuzhi. Once the Wuzhi is activated, the air support composed of the Iranian army will also be dispatched. In the end, both sides will suffer.

Lu Zhen walked into the terrorist base camp alone, and also revealed his identity. Wearing a gentle mask, he smiled and made a Chinese terrorist think of a word.

The smiling fox.

Lu Zhen was also surprised that there were Asian faces in this group of terrorists. At first glance, these terrorists were people active in Africa and the Middle East, with a rough aura about them.

Lu Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of them, like a tourist visiting mountains and rivers, with an elegant and extravagant air, no matter what kind of mask he wears, he can't hide some of his temperament.

They also didn't expect that the link of the ace terrorist organization was so young and unexpected.

A row of guns pointed at Lu Zhen.

"Take your muzzles away, Xiaosheng is a little sensitive to this thing." Lu Zhen smiled lightly, and sat calmly on the chair, completely unafraid that their dozens of black muzzles were all pointed at them, and others looked at them. He stood up with such confidence that the group of terrorists didn't know what he meant.

Not sure about his identity either.

Lu Zhen threw him a tablet and asked him to connect with Trump's contacts in the Middle East. Naturally, he knew his identity. The terrorist leader was a middle-aged man, perhaps a native of Iran, who spoke English with a strong Iranian accent. . &l;