ultimate special forces king

Chapter 1585 Kill it!
On the big screens of the command centers in the three bases, the military satellite signals clearly showed the faces and eyes of each of them. The commanders all had serious expressions and bright eyes, staring at the pictures on the big screens.

In the command center of the aircraft carrier, an officer looked at the big screen and said, "Directly bomb with missiles!"

"No, you can't do that, our soldiers are still there."

One commander refused to speak.

"That would act as a deterrent."

Another commander said: "I veto this proposal, the use of missiles will be captured by military satellites of other countries, and even, it is very likely to be known by the citizens, which will put a lot of pressure on the coalition government and cause some panic in the country to spread ..."

Some people agreed to such a proposal, but they didn't express their views. The main reason was that they saw this powerful combat power, which had surpassed the capabilities of ordinary soldiers, and they didn't know if the special forces could defeat it.

The people in the command center have already contacted some bases in the nearby bases and requested to dispatch special operations forces. Their combat effectiveness is much stronger than these two advance forces.

The content on the screen kept changing, and more and more anger and shock spread in the hearts of the people in the command center. They saw those seven people. Except for the sniper pressing the field, the other six people rushed to kill those two people. Near an advance force, engage in hand-to-hand close combat.

The killings gradually started, and there was no ability to resist.

There was a time display on the big screen, and it showed that more than 30 seconds had passed before the battle ended. Such a result made the hearts of the commanders present sink to the bottom of the valley.

They wanted to directly launch the missiles to attack, but those people didn't kill all the soldiers from country M, leaving ten people behind, and all the other soldiers were killed.

Such a bloody scene shocked everyone who saw it.

At this moment, they saw a big symbol left by the other party on the ground, depicting the matching black man, raised their middle finger towards the sky, and then made an international common gesture.

Apparently, they were provoking the military of country M. They were telling them that offending them would lead to bloody revenge. A line of English letters appeared under the big symbol: "DY Mercenary Corps."

"What is DY?"

People from several M army military bases who saw this scene asked each other.

A young officer at one of the military bases exclaimed and said, "Report, sir, this is the meaning of the Hell Mercenary Corps!"

"What? They turned out to be members of the Hell Mercenary Corps..."

After a while, the news spread among the command centers of several military bases.

A commander said in a cold voice: "Investigate immediately, these guys are not merciless, how did they appear here..."

"Could it be from the southern country?"

Many people talked about it.

Some high-ranking commanders knew that some special forces had searched the territory for members of the Hell Mercenary Corps before, but unfortunately they have not received any definite news, nor have they caught anyone from this organization!

At this moment, they hated this hell mercenary group more and more.

Immediately, more and more base command officers knew about this matter, and they began to report to the Ministry of National Defense, sending special troops to search for members of the Hell Mercenary Corps all over the world, and they must attack them.

At this time, an F-18 "Bumblebee" fighter jet arrived at the combat area, and the combatants contacted the base command center to ask whether it is necessary to launch a missile attack or fly at a low altitude to strike the target!
A middle-aged commanding officer in the base command center, with the rank of colonel, stood in front of the big screen with bright eyes and a pensive look. A major next to him suggested: "Sir, I suggest that fighter jets can enter the battle order, and we cannot let those People continue to mutilate our soldiers..."

The middle-aged colonel officer said: "We have ten soldiers in their hands, and they kept the ten soldiers from killing, the purpose is to use them as hostages."

"No matter what, we can't let them leave like this..."

In the picture, they saw those people, and escorted ten M country soldiers back to the outside of the small base, and tied them all to two off-road vehicles with ropes.

Such a sense of picture is tantamount to slapping them in the face.

The officers looked at such a picture, but they were powerless. No matter how many missiles and nuclear bombs they had, at this moment, they were useless at all.

……

In the small base, Xia Jin and others ignored the fighter jet circling back and forth in the sky, walked in alone, and came to Lin Zhen, and saw him squinting on a chair and dozing off, as if he was in a deep sleep past.

"Boss, boss, wake up...the battle is over."

After shouting for a while, Lin Zhen woke up with sleepy eyes. He glanced at Xia Jin, and then he looked at the time on the computer, and said, "So slow? I fell asleep."

Xia Jin's expression twitched, feeling that the boss seemed to have high demands on them, and the battle ended in just a few minutes, and he even said it was too slow.

"Is that fighter resolved?"

Lin Zhen asked.

"Ah...no, no, the fighter plane flew too high and too fast, so we didn't attack."

"The altitude is too high, the flight is too fast? This is the reason you gave me. Is it your reason alone, or the reason for your team?"

Xia Jin straightened his face and said, "It's my reason alone, it's my judgment that was wrong!"

Lin Zhen looked at him coldly and said, "Admitting a mistake is meaningless to me. What I need is to correct the mistake immediately and make up for the loss immediately. What are you waiting for? Waiting for the other party to bomb here?"

"Do you really want the other party to bury me here alive?"

Crackling and scolding continuously, Xia Jin, who had just returned from a big victory, was secretly relieved, but at the moment he tensed up again.

"Boss, please sleep for a while, I will take someone to pick up that fighter jet immediately."

Lin Zhen hummed: "Bring someone, you can handle it alone!"

"Yes, boss!"

Xia Jin felt a little depressed. He quickly took down an M82A1 Barrett sniper rifle from the wall next to him. The fighter jets flew back again.

This seems to be deterring the people below, indicating that if they are not released, if they surrender, they will be bombed by fighter jets.

Xia Jin's eyes were cold, and all the anger in his heart was focused on the sniper rifle in his hand, and he was also staring at the rapidly flying fighter jet in the sky.

After quickly adjusting the settings on the gun and some fine-tuning status, his eyes were as cold as frost, like a pair of pupils in hell, and Yiyi looked at the picture of the scope with concentration.

The lurking Bryant and others scattered around also found Captain Xia Jin's situation. They looked a little surprised and suspected that the captain seemed to want to shoot the F-18 "Hornet" fighter jet.

"Is this too exaggerated..."

(End of this chapter)