Transformed Into a Wild Female Anchor

At this moment, Mliji really missed the subordinates around him.

"Oh... I'm going now."

Knowing that Mliji would never make such a joke, the middle-aged man Hasa rushed towards the house where his home was.

Mliji still stood there, watching the movement outside.

His face changed again and again, like a chameleon.

In fact, he is still not sure about anything, and he is still in a wait-and-see period.

boom!

Not long after, he heard a gunshot outside the village.

Then, he saw more than fifty meters in front of the office, on an erected'observatory', a'post' arranged by himself-a fully armed young man with an AK rifle in his hand. Falling from above.

"One shot, so accurate marksmanship. As expected, I guessed it was right. It was the kind of strong soldier of death that I had seen on the battlefield. Walking around, half of the scattered sand was taken away by the captain, even if there was only one enemy. It should be no match for this kind of person, let alone not necessarily one."

He finally couldn't calm down, and rushed back to the office.

Taking a small bag from the drawer, he then pulled out the prepared tactical backpack from the table, and stuffed these important supplies in.

It can be seen that he has experienced similar running incidents, and his movements are skillful and neat at this time, and he has a sense of professionalism.

Taking some obviously valuable and important documents and other items, he carried his tactical backpack, rushed out of the office door, and ran in the opposite direction from the gunshot.

boom!

When Mliji rushed to a house again, it seemed that Hassa, who would only have to pat on his horse, also carried a backpack at this time, and quickly followed Mliji with his eyesight and hands.

"I don't see it, the people here are very powerful. I told you about the "Death of Death" before, right? This is probably the kind of people who came here. Go, let's go to the tunnel we dug last time."

"Uh... well."

Hassa is very nervous at this moment.

Because he didn't have much combat experience, not to mention that the opponent Mliji said was actually a "battlefield death."

This is a powerful warrior who occasionally appears on the battlefield, but every time it appears, it may trigger a reversing result of the battle.

Mliji mentioned it to Hasa several times, often portraying such people as "death of death".

Yes, in fact, the "battlefield death god" in his mouth, the "mysterious powerhouse" he said to the captain, are a kind of character.

The "mysterious powerhouse" in the captain's mouth became the "battlefield death god" in Mliji's mouth. This is because each person or unit has a different name.

As far as Mliji knows, such characters have existed since ancient times. In every war between the old and the modern, there are often many "extraordinary people" who appear. Some people call them "the enemy of ten thousand people." , Some people call them "ghosts", others call them "butchers".

But with so many names, they all have a meaning.

That is, these mysterious figures who are active on the battlefield are absolutely beyond imagination!

"Do you really want to go here?"

When Hasa followed Mliji and reached the ‘secret path’ described by the general, his face was ugly.

The secret road was dug by him personally, and it led to a small back **** fifty meters outside the village.

Below that back slope, there is a small river, and there is an assault boat that they had prepared for a long time. If the enemy is chasing it closely, they will be able to escape in minutes by boarding the assault boat.

But the problem is this channel...

General Mliji deliberately set the passage in a pit in the toilet.

And there were people who used the toilet inside, so it was extremely dirty.

"The life is gone, and I still care about so much. What we experienced back then was a hundred times more uncomfortable than this, fast."

Mliji said it was a ‘general’, but he was not pampered. He jumped into the cesspool without blinking his eyelids.

"vomit."

Helpless, Hassa also endured his nausea and jumped in after hearing a few more gunshots outside.

In fact, many terrorists’ lairs, especially the old militants who came out of Afghanistan and were baptized by battle, are very good at digging such tunnels, and there are countless people who walk through the cesspit, because it will make it difficult for the pursuers. accept.

And when both Hasa and Mliji quietly left from the secret path without informing others.

Bang bang!

Da da da!

Five or six heavily armed men in a row, led by a man who looked like a commander, hid behind a bunker made by sandbags, facing a small hill more than 30 meters away, and launched firepower suppress.

"The enemy must be only one person, don't be afraid, follow the training."

"The general is watching us from behind, and the Lord is watching us. If we survive, the general will bestow us on the beauties who are imprisoned in those rooms. If we die, then we will be in heaven and get the Lord. Seventy first-time daughters of grace, shoot me..."

Snapped!

The commander in camouflage uniform who was talking and directing the battle suddenly shook his whole body.

When his head was just talking, a small point of three centimeters was accidentally exposed.

But the assailant behind the hillside in the distance, I don't know when he has already circled to another small highland, shot into his soul, and knocked off his exposed skull with a single shot!

Blood splattered, and a young armed man next to him was instantly covered with blood, and then his face changed greatly with a scream.

"Ah, I quit, what generals, what uprights, I quit!"

This young man got up from behind the sandbag with an extremely ugly expression without any reassurance. He got up and fled behind.

And the half of his exposed back became the target of the assailant who didn't know which small potou went outside the village again in the distance.

puff!

This time, a cloud of blood exploded from his back, his entire spine was broken, and he fell to the ground in an instant, making it impossible to escape.

At the same time, more militants, elements, or ‘semi-armed, elements’ in the village, as well as their masked female family members, have also become a mess.

In the past few years, they have organized several operations against other small villages, but none of them are too large-scale.

So the whole village verbally said it was the base of a certain organization, but in many of these villages, Pakistan Tieguo, who has a lot of guns in secret, is not too **** formation in their village.

But today, someone came to the village? !

And if you look closely, there are no fewer than ten elite villagers who had the best training results in the past and were able to enter the ‘organization’ and become a member of the regular team.

Even they are dead, isn't this attacker very powerful.

The village is going to end!

There were more than two hundred people in the whole village, one by one in confusion.

Organize items, wait and see, and get guns from home.

But what is a little strange is that several villagers watched in the chaotic regular team for a long time, but they still didn't find the general'Mliji'.

"The general fled, and I saw him take things to the secret road we dug."

"The general left us and escaped? Then let's run away too."

"No matter who it is outside, coming in will definitely kill us."

"I heard that the captain was going to do something important. It may be the government army they brought in, and the general who caused the instigator, also abandoned us. What happened to the orthodox ideal he said to everyone? Let's run away by ourselves."

"Hurry up, but go to the general's detention room. There are a lot of big beauties caught from outside. Pull one out and you can take it away. If you don't take it away, you can throw it away."

"What kind of beauties are needed when we die, let's go first."

The untrained mountain villagers are completely chaotic at this moment.

Some people fled quickly with bare hands, and some took guns, acting generously.

More are people who take care of the household but don't know what to bring for a long time.

In fact, most of these villagers have done all the bad things, and even some of them have human lives in their hands, and they are not willing to fight with the general. They are already dead.

So none of them can talk about good people.

Except for the two squad members who were killed instantly, the armed forces hiding behind a ‘sandbag trench’ with a length of more than ten meters and a height of about one meter at the entrance of the village, the number of elements has already reached twenty.

"Damn, where is this person? Why is it that I just fired a few shots in one place, and it can be shot at the next place tens of meters away in ten seconds? Is this actually a lot of people?"

"This is impossible. Captain Muna said that there was only one person on the other side, and only one gunshot appeared."

"What else is Muna, look now, your head burst on the ground, you can't protect yourself, how can you believe what he said."

"Believe it or not, what can we do, we don't even know where the other person is, we can't fight back even if we want to fight back."

An apparently 18 or 9-year-old young man in the village glanced at the outside world shiveringly.

"Someone came to attack our village. Camilla must have had an accident. The Lord is on top. He is my best buddy brother."

There was a heavily armed man in his twenties beside this young man. He couldn't help being upset when he heard his words, because his best brother brother also left with the captain, and he has not yet returned.

"During the battle, Sarifkhan, can you stop talking about it?"

The young man was shocked by the roar, his neck shrank in fright, and then he looked at the calm outside of the village again.

More than half a minute had passed since the attacker's previous burst of fire, and the silence was a bit creepy.

"So many of us gather together, will the other party throw grenades at us?"

"Sarifkhan, what are you talking about? It's at least 70 or 80 meters away from him. Who can throw a grenade so far, if it's a rocket... I rely on it, watch out for the grenades!"

The militant who was about to scold Sazhvkan, looked up into the sky, and suddenly roared in cold sweat.

Because, he saw that in the high sky, there was indeed a dark elliptical metal thing, ‘flying’ towards their sandbag trench.

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