Age of Rebirth

The three black shadows quickly came to Chu Tian, ​​and their movements were brisk. The leading black shadow whispered: "Detachment leader!" This was the three people who had been lurking near the airport last night and had been monitoring the movements of the Soviet army. The team, the team leader is Liu Zhiwei, the rank of captain, an old member of the special warfare detachment with rich experience.

Chu Tian looked at the dim lights, the snow-filled airport, and the searchlights shining back and forth, and asked calmly, "Is there anything unusual at the airport?"

Liu Zhiwei replied: "Everything is normal, the snow is too heavy, and the Soviet patrol team has not been out since last night."

Chu Tian nodded and said, "Did you draw the floor plan of the airport?"

Liu Zhiwei took out a piece of paper, Chutian lay down on the thick snow, climbed behind a thick pine tree, dug a hole in the snow, turned on the miniature flashlight, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help sighing, the wind and snow It was too big, which affected the observation effect of Liu Zhiwei's team. This plane map of the airport did not actually help much for the operation that was about to start, but he did not blame the team members. [

In such severe cold weather, under the watchful eyes of the airport guards Su Jun, they persisted for a day and a night, and they had to draw a plan of the airport. It was difficult enough for Liu Zhiwei and the others. Looking at the luminous watch, it was already after eight o'clock at night on March [-]th. Zhong, Chutian ordered in a low voice: "Start action, pay attention to each group, spread out to find the location of the oil depot, the first group will follow me, and try not to shoot until the location of the oil depot is determined!"

More than 20 team members were divided into five groups and sneaked into the airport from different directions. Together with Chu Tian and Qi Hanzhi, there were seven people in this group. The lighted wooden house.In the simple field airport, the commander of the Soviet army who can own a house alone must be a person of considerable status.

Chutian was the first to climb to the edge of the ditch, leaving a deep snow ditch behind him, and the other six people followed closely behind him.Suddenly, Chu Tian's outstretched hand froze. Under the soft snow layer, he touched a thin metal wire, which was as cold as the core of a poisonous snake.Stimulating his hand, "Land mine!" Chu Tian exclaimed secretly, and immediately, even in the cold field, the sweat on his forehead burst out uncontrollably, and his heart was in his throat!

Chu Tian secretly called luck.If it wasn't for the two consecutive days of heavy snowstorms that buried the minefields under the thick snow, causing the sensitivity of the mines to drop, the five teams, maybe that team would trigger the mines, as long as there was a loud noise, my team, Don't even think about escaping to the watchtower alone.The range of firepower of the Soviet army's heavy machine guns is not considered to be able to complete the task at all. There are more than 20 team members, and none of them can run away, and they will become live targets for the Soviet army's heavy machine guns.

Qi Hanzhi, who was following closely behind, saw that Chu Tian stopped suddenly, and realized that there was an accident.Just as he was about to crawl over, Chu Tian kicked him hard on the shoulder, turned his head and said in a low voice, "Tell the radio operator. Remind the other four teams that the Soviet army has minefields around the airport!"

The radio operator hastily tapped the microphone of the walkie-talkie three short times, then twice longer and repeated twice. This is the internal password of the special operations detachment, and any member of the team can understand the meaning .

Chutian used the pliers he carried with him to pinch off the lead wire of the landmines. He let out a long breath and realized that his underwear was already wet with sweat. He cleared a total of seven landmines within less than five meters of the trench. It can be seen that in the minefields laid by the Soviet army, the density of landmines is high, but the heavy snow made the minefields lose their due effect.

After climbing over the two-meter-deep trench, I was already close to the lighted wooden house. Everything on the airport could be seen under the dim light. Soviet planes were neatly arranged on the runway. , the fuselage was covered with a layer of snow, the gun-toting Soviet sentinel tucked his head into the thick coat collar, wandering aimlessly back and forth, the strong wind rolled up the snow and slammed it on his body, such a heavy snowstorm Weather, for Sentinel, is a kind of spiritual devastation.

Chu Tian approached the side of the wooden house, and looked forward with his head. In front of the wooden house, there were two Soviet sentries standing guard. However, the cold wind and heavy snow made the two sentries curl up, holding their guns, leaning against each other. Sheltered from the wind behind a row of oil barrels, it looks like two snowmen.

Chutian was even more convinced of his own judgment. There must be a big person in this wooden room. Otherwise, there would be no need to put two more sentries in the heavily guarded airport. Chutian gestured to Qi Hanzhi. As if touching it, the snow combat uniform mixed the body with the heavy snow all over the ground into one color, and the howling north wind covered up all the slightest sounds.

A few minutes later, two team members carried the two unconscious Soviet sentries back to the side of the wooden house. Chu Tian pinched a Soviet sentry's acupuncture point several times. A Soviet sentry trembled all over his body. He had just regained consciousness, and before he had time to tell what was going on, his throat was tightly strangled by a big cold hand like iron clamps.

Chu Tian lowered his voice and asked, "Who is in the room?"

This Soviet sentinel stared wide-eyed in horror, his gaze was full of bewilderment, and just about to yell, his throat tightened, and there was a crisp throat cracking sound of "Kaba". plunged into darkness.

Chu Tian let go of his hand. Is this Soviet sentry a body? He fell limply on the snow and whispered annoyedly, "Damn it, none of our team can speak Russian!"

In Chutian's team, there were only three members who were proficient in Russian, but unfortunately, they were all in other teams. Qi Hanzhi was also scratching his head. He looked at another Soviet sentry who was still in a coma. He looked at Chu Tian with an inquiring gaze. Chu Tian made a gesture of wiping his neck with a cold face.

The corner of Qi Hanzhi's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward to deal with the Soviet sentinel who was still in a coma and didn't know who took his life. Chu Tian gathered the team members together and assigned combat tasks in a low voice, "Close After the wooden house, rush in as quickly as possible, don’t shoot, if you encounter Soviet troops who resist, use throwing knives to deal with them, and never expose the target until you have determined the location of the oil depot.”

This was originally not within the scope of the mission of attacking the airport, but Chutian thought about it a little more. So far, all the teams of the special operations detachment have not received information about the time when the Soviet army launched the attack. In this wooden house with sentry guards, It must be a big fish. From him, you can get the information you need. This risk is worth taking.

The thick wooden door was closed tightly. Qi Hanzhi took out a sharp dagger and stuck it through the crack of the door. However, after fiddling for a long time, the door still could not be opened. Chu Tian thought for a while, picked up the cap of the Soviet sentry on the ground, and scratched it twice. He took off his coat, put it on his body, and then gestured to the team members, and walked to the door by himself, "Bang bang bang!" He knocked hard on the wooden door a few times, and the sound of howling wind covered up the sound of knocking on the door .

In the room, there was a questioning voice in Russian, but Chutian could understand it. He kept his head silent and knocked a few more times. The voice in the room became a little impatient. Then, Chutian heard footsteps moving Come to the door. [

The door opened, and the light in the room burst out. Through the light, Chu Tian saw that this was a tall Soviet military officer with an angry face, and he was still talking incessantly. , and another Soviet officer, wearing a standard shirt, with his back turned to him, was concentrating on the documents, as if he hadn't heard anything about what happened at the door.

And the person who opened the door was a Soviet sergeant. Looking from the brightly lit room to the dark and snowy outside, he couldn't tell the truth about the person in front of him. As a result, the attitude of this non-commissioned officer became more and more arrogant. Standing on the steps in front of the door, he looked quite condescending, and even raised his hand as a sign of reprimand.

Suddenly, Chu Tian exploded, his body was as nimble as a cheetah, and with a movement of his wrist, a dagger glistening with cold light appeared in his hand. With the momentum of the forward charge, the sharp dagger cut the Soviet sergeant's leg briskly. The carotid artery, marked by a bloody arrow, froze instantly with a look of extreme astonishment, and the tall body fell backwards.

Chu Tian didn't even look at the target of his attack, and directly rushed to the Soviet officer, followed by Qi Hanzhi, who picked up the corpse that was about to fall to the ground, and put it lightly on the floor. At the same time, the three members of the team rushed into the house quickly, the door was closed again, and the outside of the house was immediately plunged into darkness. There were only two figures, swaying back and forth in front of the door, as if they were faithfully carrying out the guarding officer's orders. Task.

Only then did the Soviet officer turn around, and with a movement of his right hand, he reached for the pistol at his waist. His reaction speed was extremely fast, but when his hand just touched the handle of the gun, a cold dagger , pressing on his throat, with a strong murderous look on his face, the young man with a typical oriental face looked at him with cold eyes, and immediately, the pistol at his waist was in the young man's hand.

General Jonasov understood everything that happened in an instant. A small group of independent division troops had infiltrated into the airport. The young man in front of him was holding a dagger across his throat. From his gaze, Jonas Admiral Suof had no doubts that as long as he had the slightest intention to resist, the sharp dagger would cut his throat and carotid artery instantly. His orderly lying on the ground with blood gurgling was a living example.

The blazing stove made the room warm like spring, and the strong smell of blood quickly diffused through the temperature. Admiral Jonasov blinked his blue-gray eyes, and muttered in Russian, "Please don't be impulsive!"

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