Reborn arms giant

Chapter 411 Secret Operation III

Li Mo, who was already asleep with Li Yanran's delicate body, was woken up by the shocking knock on the door outside. Li Mo, who was already a little wary because of his hunch at night, jumped up from ** and ran to open the door.

"Old... Boss, it's not good. The headquarters and the fifth regiment were attacked at the same time, and the headquarters can't support it anymore!" The golden star, who was responsible for the security of the base's secrets, reported to Li Mo while gasping.

Li Mo's eyes shrank, and his head roared as if he had been pounded with a sledgehammer. The headquarters of the Mingzhu Army and the headquarters of the Fifth Regiment were attacked at the same time? The situation of the headquarters building is critical, and it is about to fall?

"Boss, Lieutenant Colonel Anli has called for help many times and asked for support!" When the Golden Star saw that Li Mo was still there in a daze, he quickly said it again anxiously.

Li Mo was shocked. Yes, how can I still be in a daze? Pushing away the Golden Star, Li Mo hurriedly ran to the office building and asked the Golden Star behind him, "Is it an American?" How many enemies are there? What is the situation at the station of the Fifth Regiment? After asking a few questions, he now wants to know some specific information. Because being attacked in both places at the same time may lead to more consequences. As the head of the Star Organization, he can't just consider supporting the two places.

Golden Star also didn't know about this until he received the report from the officer on duty. He didn't know much specific information, but he still reported everything he knew to Li Mo.

When they came to the conference room, the main leaders at the base came, all waiting for Li Mo with anxious faces.

"From now on, the Star Organization, the Mingzhu Army's legions are stationed, and all urban armed militias in the controlled area immediately enter the first-level alert. All the passages of Lower Juba Prefecture and the outside world have set up checkpoints to check anyone passing through. In this alert mission, anyone who is suspicious can be shot directly after the warning is invalid. Assad, you led Xiaoqiang and others to the airport immediately, and six MiG-23s immediately took off to support the headquarters of the Mingzhu Army..."

Li Mo entered the conference room and did not carefully ask about the ideas present. He directly issued the order with a calm face. With the transmission of wireless signals, the whole state of Lower Juba immediately began military martial law. All the legion stations sounded a sharp alarm at the same time, and a team of heavily armed soldiers left the camp one after another and went to the street intersection to set up checkpoints.

And Assad and six others, who rushed to the airport, took off urgently in six MiG-23 fighters. Their main task was not to provide air support to the headquarters of the Mingzhu Army, but to deter the enemy and find the enemy's riding tools.

Because enemies who can attack two places at the same time can still be so secretive. It was not informed by the intelligence department of the Star Organization that it was absolutely by air transportation to reach the two important strongholds of Mingzhu Army. Both transport aircraft and transport helicopters will be the target of MiG-23.

Li Mo himself took Aka's guard company and the women's detachment to support the Mingzhu Army headquarters under the escort of two newly assembled 'Lion King' infantry fighting vehicles. The expert was ordered by him to sit at the base.

At this time, the headquarters guard company of the Mingzhu Army, which was struggling to support, had completely abandoned the outer defense line and all retreated to the headquarters building to carry out the final resistance with the enemy outside the building as a bunker.

Seeing the next one falling down, Company commander Awell was dripping blood in his heart. These are all 'iron brothers' who grew up with him and had countless sweat and joy, all of whom died at the muzzle of the damn enemy outside.

Raise your wrist and look at the watch. It has been 15 minutes, and there are still ten minutes before the base's support. But Awell looked at the soldiers nearby who were mostly injured but insisted on fighting, and his heart was cold. No matter how you look at it, these people can't support the reinforcements.

"Head, the other party is shrinking in the turtle shell and can't fight. I ask for a blasting here." Suddenly, Charles's voice came from the headphones. Augustine pondered slightly. It was a good way to blast the building, but he didn't know where the main target of the mission was. If the direction of the explosion was wrong and the mission target died, then the task at night was equivalent to failure.

"Ah... Head, a lot of people... The enemy's reinforcements have come, at least hundreds of people..." Jimmy of the fire support group spoke. In addition to suppressing the enemy's firepower, he was also responsible for guarding the periphery.

Jimmy's words made all the U.S. special forces anxious. If they are surrounded by the enemy, the special forces who have been fighting fiercely for more than ten minutes will face internal and external attacks. At that time, there will be no air cover and support for the detachment, and it is unknown whether they can leave safely.

"Head, you can't hesitate any more. The enemy is about to arrive here at three o'clock..."

Augustine frowned and ordered to the microphone, "The first and second team rushed to the defense line at three o'clock to snipe at the enemy reinforcements, at least ten minutes. The third group blasted here, the fire support team suppressed the gate, and the others were ready to rush in with me..."

"Boom..." With a loud noise, the western wall of the Mingzhu Army headquarters broke a two-meter-long mouth. Jimmy, who had been prepared for a long time, raised the M249 class and pulled the trigger at the gate of the headquarters with a machine gun, and a flame spewed out of the muzzle... Augustine and three members of the fourth group rushed into the headquarters of the Mingzhu Army from the broken hole. After eliminating several Ming cooking soldiers in the office, Augustine ordered two team members to guard the door on the other side of the office, and he quickly tosssed the documents up and down several desks. But this is just a shared office for middle-level officers of the Mingzhu Army, and there are no documents that can be called confidential at all.

Throwing a pile of messy documents in his hand to the ground, Augustine came to his teammate's side with HK416 and fired with a gun. A high-explosive bomb smashed the wooden door, and the other two team members calmly shot behind the door.

Suddenly, a round thing was thrown in from behind the door. Augustine's eyelids jumped, his face changed greatly, and he shouted, "Grel..."

"Boom!"

The grenade preset fragments raged in the narrow office with a shrill under the shock wave of the explosion. Among them is the sound of a 'thrash pound' hitting a metal object.

When Augustine raised his head from the confetti and dust, he found a team member lying motionless on the ground not far from him. From the blood stains from his lower body, it can be seen that the team member is more or less lucky.

"Tom...Tom..." Augustine glanced at his dead teammate responsibly and whispered the name of another team member to the microphone. Just as his face turned black, a soft voice finally came from the headphones.

"Head... I'm fine."

"Henry is dead!" With Augustine's low voice, the gunfire of the U.S. special forces outside paused for a moment. All teammates knew that one of their teammates had died. This is the first team member who died on the night mission.

"Head, you can't be sad. Hurry up and catch the target. There are more and more enemies, and the pressure here is getting greater and greater. At this moment, the anxious voice of the leader of the second group came from the headphones.

Special forces are also human beings, not gods. After the high-intensity battle, six people sniped hundreds of soldiers, and the pressure can be imagined.

At this time, several people came in outside the hole, which was the third group of Charles and others. Together with Augustine, they will be responsible for catching the target inside.

... "Give me a reward of 10,000 dollars for killing an enemy!" Among the reinforcements outside, Hussein waved a small pistol and loudly mobilized the hesitant recruits.

Sure enough, under the stimulation of money, the eyes of many recruits who couldn't even aim at the gun. The recruits who were afraid of the death of many recruits rushed to the enemy's defense line with their bowed their bodies and rifles. From time to time, a bullet appeared in the muzzle of the gun pointed in his hand.

Compared with a mess of recruits, the veterans of a company that came with Hussein were much calmer. They knew how to cooperate with each other and spread the defense lines of the North Korea-US special forces to surround the ancient times. Now everyone knows that the number of enemies is small, and everyone knows that with the advantage of numbers, this battle is a great victory. If you do a good job, you will be a meritorious man. It is indispensable to get promoted and get rich.

"Ban!" An American special forces soldier hiding behind the bunker was hit in the face by a stray bullet flying from nowhere and died without saying a word.

With the death of the second team member and the injuries of several special forces, the hearts of this proud American special forces also sank little by little. They can't help but think that their ancestors more than a decade ago were killed by a group of militiamen in this country. Do they, the elites of the U.S. special forces, have to make the same mistake?

Suddenly, there was a low roar in the sky, and these voices were heard in the ears of both sides of the fire below, and their minds were very different. As special forces, they are very familiar with the sound of aircraft. Commander Augustine said before that they would not have any air support. Then the origin of these planes is about to come out: the enemy's planes.

As the roar in the air approached, an American special forces finally couldn't help looking up, and the two planes appeared in his eyes.

Under the moonlight, the two shadows are clearly visible, and even the indicator lights around the fuselage can be seen. At a glance, the special forces knew that there was a fighter in the sky.

"Head... The enemy's plane is coming..." The special forces immediately passed on the news in the microphone. The morale of the U.S. special forces, which were originally a little impetuous because of the casualties of many teammates, suddenly plummeted.

The enemy's planes have appeared. Even if they defeat the enemy here, what can they do if they catch the target? There is no place to be invisible around here. They have to walk ten kilometers to Badada Town before someone can pick them up. The town of Kabadada also belongs to the control area of the Mingzhu Army. It is absolutely impossible for them to leave the Mingzhu Army's control area safely, unless the U.S. Air Force sends fighter jets to support them.

A fighter suddenly lowered its body, and two fires appeared on the nose, and a shell splashed dust 100 meters away from the west side of the Mingzhu Army headquarters.

This is a warning! A kind of understanding suddenly appeared in the hearts of the U.S. special forces.

(to be continued)