Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 1110 The Strange Guest

Li Zheng felt depressed after hearing this.

Although everyone knows that working in Du Qi is very dangerous.

As a special forces officer, Li Zheng has seen similar situations.

This reminded him of Wang Tao and his family.

If you pledge your life to the country, you will definitely fail your family.

The dilemma of loyalty and filial piety has always been the case.

Du Qi's suppressed sobs made the car instantly quiet, and a sad emotion flowed silently in the air.

Wei Dapeng secretly turned around and turned his face toward the car window, with his back to Li Zheng.

While the secret team members were waiting helplessly in their cars, in front of a tarmac at the international airport, several SUVs drove directly under the plane through a special passage.

There were already agents from country E waiting under the plane.

"Deep Sea" got off the car and was immediately surrounded by several secret agents, blocking every corner. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to the people in the Ming group before he was escorted onto the plane.

Ten minutes later, the plane began to slide onto the takeoff runway.

The captain of the Ming team led his team members to watch the plane finally accelerate and take off on the runway, and finally became a few small lights in the dark night. He turned around silently and said two words to his team members—— "Let's go."

Afterwards, several SUVs turned around and left the airport.

He comes in a hurry and leaves in a hurry. A general who is good at fighting has no great achievements.

No one knows their names, and Li Zheng only knows their pseudonyms.

But their achievements will last forever.

When the plane took off, it was in the eastern jungle, near the Mengnai area.

Under the shadow of a dark tree, "Vulture" George opened his backpack, took out a camouflage suit and quickly put it on, then took out the camouflage paint and smeared it on his face.

Then he took out the tactical vest and put it on, then took out the ghillie suit and put it on, and put his casual clothes back into the competition assault bag.

Casual clothes cannot be thrown away, they are still useful.

If you enter the Meng Nai area, this set of casual clothes can be used.

Checked the ammunition and firearms, a MK20 SSR semi-automatic sniper rifle with ten magazines.

As you can tell from the name "Sniper Support Rifle" of the Mk 20, this is not a real sniper rifle in the eyes of the US military.Just because of its high rate of fire and sufficient accuracy, it serves as a supplement to the bolt-action sniper rifle.

The 7.62×51mm ammunition it fires is slightly different from the .300 Winchester Magnum ammunition currently in service in the Eagle Army in terms of range. However, because it has certain advantages in terms of firepower sustainability and weight, it is also among the elite of M country. One of the special forces options.

"Vulture" George installed a silencer on this MK20 sniper rifle.

For an individual soldier, a silencer is a very important item, especially in the current situation of being rounded up. George thinks it is a good thing to hide his whereabouts.

The Yingjiang Special Forces responded unanimously to the Mk20 SSR, believing it to be absolutely superior to the Mk11 and Mk14. The problem with the Mk11 in particular is that it is troublesome to install a silencer, and gunpowder residue will also affect the reliability of the action mechanism and shooting accuracy, while the Mk14 is too Heavy, the center of gravity is too far forward.

The shooting accuracy of the Mk20 SSR is extremely good, and there is no problem with using a silencer. The ergonomics are excellent. Even if the handguard is lengthened and a heavy barrel is used, it will not cause serious top-heavy problems.

George liked this gun very much. After entering here, he kept this set of equipment in the trunk of the car, just in case of emergency.

He suddenly thought of the opponent who defeated him without even realizing it tonight.

That's more than 2000 meters...

Looking at the MK20 SSR in his hand, he suddenly felt guilty.

Soon, he regained his composure, took out the GPS terminal, called up the map and marked his location. After thinking about it for a while, he marked a few coordinates on it.

A breakout plan took shape in the veteran's mind.

The military must know that they have entered this jungle, and they have killed so many military soldiers tonight. They will definitely round them up at all costs.

But one thing he is sure of is that the ZF army will not dare to enter the Meng Nai area. As long as he reaches Meng Nai, he will be safe.

There is a certain connection between Meng Nai's military and Langley. Although the two parties are not a partnership, over the years, Langley has been setting up in Meng Nai's civilian military. He has set his own "nail" to ensure that country D will not be too stable.

Therefore, as long as they reach Mengnai and contact the organization, they will definitely be able to arrange their departure.

He took out the secure satellite phone and checked it. The signal was still there. He didn't want to talk at this time, so he just sent a short message to the organization - "We have entered the jungle area near Mengnai. We expect to arrive tomorrow morning. Please arrange an evacuation plan."

After sending it, he continued to organize other items.

After a few minutes, the satellite phone screen lights up.

George picked it up and looked at it. The reply from the organization came.

"After receiving the situation, we will inform you when we arrive and we will arrange evacuation."

George smiled.

He knew that the organization could not abandon him.

Even if the mission fails tonight, it will be an accident.

But if you are caught yourself, it is not as simple as an ordinary loss for the organization.

After all, I know a lot of things.

These are the chips.

After working hard for the organization for many years, if you take out the secrets in your belly and make them public, are you afraid that the Langley bosses won’t be able to criticize you?

Putting away the satellite phone, George put his assault bag on his back and disappeared into the depths of the jungle.

Colonel Peng issued a death order tonight - shoot without mercy!

he is very angry.

Although he also knows who his opponent is.

But this is your own territory.

If those people in Langley dare to do this here, they are obviously slapping themselves in the face.The assassin in the jungle would not be recognized by Langley anyway, so there was no need to worry about killing him.

However, Colonel Peng knew who "Vulture" George was. Judging from the information, he was a troublesome guy.

Years of Special Forces experience, top sniper, then top expert at doing the dirty work.

This means that catching him requires the use of elites.

Country D has three of the best special forces, namely-the Army Task Force, the Navy SEAL Special Forces, and the Police Special Task Force.

What Colonel Peng can command is precisely the top-ranked Army Task Force, the most elite of which is code-named SOTF.

Tonight, he transferred the most powerful platoon in this company, and an army infantry battalion cooperated to encircle and suppress Vulture George.

Therefore, Colonel Peng is determined to win.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful a former special soldier is, he is just a human being.

Since he is a person, he is not a god. With so many people on his side, and on the territory he is most familiar with, he must not be able to escape from his Wuzhishan.

At this time, Colonel Peng had no idea that things would become so complicated, completely beyond his imagination.

……

Meng Nai area.

In the liveliest bar in a certain town, on the stage in the hall, a young girl in sexy clothes twisted her waist like a water snake and kept posing next to the steel pipe, posing in various postures that made people's blood boil. There are a group of men in the audience with excessive male hormone secretion.

The men in the audience gathered around the small stage, raising their heads and screaming. Every time a piece of underwear was thrown down, it caused a commotion, as if a group of wild beasts were fighting for food.

In the corner, a South Asian man in his 30s was sitting in the corner of the box, holding a beer and drinking quietly, watching all this quietly, and seemed out of tune with the noise around him.

"Mike!"

A bartender came over and sat on his lap, and a white arm wrapped around the neck of the man named Mike like a snake.

"Why don't you go out dancing?"

"Not interested." After Mike finished speaking, he picked up the beer on the table and took another sip, which seemed to be a taste of it.

The wine girl said in a cooing voice: "Mike, I just like men with your personality."

Mike didn't even turn his head and said coldly: "What the hell, you like the money in my pocket."

The wine girl immediately started acting coquettishly: "Mike, how can you say that to me! Am I that kind of person?"

In fact, the wine sales girl was full of curiosity about this man named Mike, and it was not absolutely true that she was doing it all for his money.

Mike came here four years ago and was the security supervisor at a nearby D venue called "Emgrand".

He is said to be a security supervisor, but he is actually a thug.

Whenever there was any trouble on the premises, Mike would be responsible for solving the problem.

It was said that he was very skilled, and a few trouble-making hooligans came to a certain venue. They were said to be distant relatives of a local warlord.

Others were afraid, but Mike was not afraid. He just went up and whipped a few people to the ground.

The most amazing thing is that no one dared to come to bring bad luck, and the matter seemed to have just passed away.

Many people have speculated on Mike's identity. Some people say that he was a soldier and knew the warlords, but many people think not. In fact, Mike is a confidant of the warlords, so he was sent to the "Emgrand" to be in charge of security. In fact, they collect protection fees for military leaders.

Anyway, various opinions are circulating in the public, and there is no consensus.

At eleven o'clock every night, Mike would appear on time in this bar called "The Forbidden Land", and there would always be a booth for him.

Here, Mike would order a light beer and a steak.

After finishing the steak, I drank slowly.

Never drink more than two bottles of wine at most, and then keep the rest in the bar.

After a few years, Mike's wine stored here has been enough to fill half a warehouse, but he is still the same.

This kind of customer is simply a weirdo among the wine sales girls.

Why not drink some wine?
"My sales volume didn't meet the target tonight. Mike, can you help me order three dozen more, so that I can meet the target? Otherwise, my salary will be deducted."

The girl refused to let him go and continued to pester Mike to act coquettishly.

Like a robot, Mike took out his wallet, took out a few large bills, and suddenly hugged the girl.

The girl was startled by this sudden behavior and screamed.

Before her scream could reach the ground, Mike had already pulled away from his dark face, took a deep breath and stuffed the money into the peak of the snow-capped mountain.

"Take it, order some wine, and save it."

"Thanks Mike!"

The girl smiled broadly and gave Mike a peck on the face.

As soon as she stood up, Mike's phone suddenly lit up.

Mike glanced casually, grabbed his phone as soon as he saw the number, and clicked on the message.

There is only one sentence above——

"The mice are out shopping, and the cats are on duty."

Mike jumped up suddenly, quickly left the booth, walked straight out of the door like a gust of wind, and disappeared at the door of the bar.

The wine sales girl stared blankly at this strange customer, with a confused look on her face.

On this quiet night, a good show is about to take place.

　Ask for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)