The Humvee driven by Ge Zhen had a location, and after the officers at the power station reported the incident, the coalition forces immediately found the number of the vehicle and locked it.

It's just a matter of a missile, it's very simple.

"Whoosh!"

Dozens of kilometers away, a Tomahawk cruise missile was launched, locking onto the Humvee driven by Ge Zhen for precise positioning.

"What can be solved with one missile, does it need to be so troublesome?" In the video, the superior reprimanded Brigadier General Hill: "What we have to do is very simple, just kill him and erase the troubles forever." What you're doing is too abrasive and doesn't fit our needs. ”

Brigadier Hill remained silent about the reprimands from his superiors, but he still insisted on what he had done in his heart.

It is true that killing Ge Zhen can be solved with one missile, but it is better to use mercenaries to kill him than to do it themselves, and there is a problem of interpretation involved.

In other words, if the mercenary kills the soldier Ge Zhen, they don't need any explanation, if the coalition forces kill the soldier Ge Zhen, they may need an explanation, and it may even cause a lot of trouble.

If you can't do it yourself, you won't do it yourself, no matter what kind of trouble arises in the end, you can push it clean.

"In the future, you must do things neatly, and don't have this situation next time. Brigadier General Hill, this is the battlefield, and the battlefield requires a straight line. ”

"Yes, general, taught."

“……”

The video call was interrupted, and Brigadier Hill laughed self-deprecatingly.

He thinks everything through, but his superiors are not so inside, and he takes the most direct way to kill.

"The battlefield pattern is undecided, are you really not worried about retaliation?" Brigadier General Hill shook his head: "You all think that the Chinese side is easy to bully, but you never know that the Chinese have the strongest sense of revenge." I hope to kill the soldier Ge Zhen directly, and everything will go well. ”

The occupation is undecided, and now it is the time when the ground fighting is at its most intense, whether it is Basra or Nasiriyah, now is the most critical moment of fierce fighting, and if someone intervenes at this time, this war will be full of uncertainties.

Maybe Ge Zhen can't become the fuse, but what if he becomes the fuse?

But it's useless to think about it now, the Tomahawk cruise missile has been launched, it will automatically fly forward, automatically make tactical evasions, stick to the ground until the car driven by Ge Zhen, and then form a bombardment.

"Boom! ——”

A deafening explosion sounded, and a cloud of flames rushed from the ground towards the sky, which was the explosion of a Tomahawk cruise missile hitting its target.

The military Humvee became a piece of scrap metal in the explosion of the Tomahawk cruise missile, and it was impossible to run away with precise positioning and strike.

In the distance, seeing the air raid and bombing here, Huo Yingyang was stunned, and then increased the throttle to the extreme, and drove away in a jeep.

When she arrived at the center of the explosion, as soon as the car stopped, she pushed the door and rushed out, because she was in too much of a hurry, and when she got out of the car, she fell to the ground hard, and her chin hit a sharp stone, and the blood flowed profusely.

But Huo Yingyang didn't have time to check his injuries at all, so he ran over after getting up, looking for Ge Zhen's stump everywhere, his eyes were full of self-blame and remorse, as well as a trace of sadness.

It's gone, it's all gone.

The Humvee was shattered, the steel melted in the heat, and only a small lump remained, and the people inside must have been completely vaporized at the moment of the explosion, including the hardest teeth and skulls.

This is called death without a place to be buried.

Huo Yingyang sat on the ground dejectedly, staring at the huge crater formed by the explosion, whether it was in his eyes or on his face, he was full of lost soul.

Does she hate Ge Zhen? Dislike! Does she like Ge Zhen? Dislike!

But just such a person she didn't like and hated died, and her heart was empty, and even her nose began to sour, and she had the urge to cry.

No, Huo Yingyang thinks that he shouldn't have this kind of emotion, but emotions are inexplicable, especially for someone.

In the distance, Ge Zhen, who was carrying a gun, clearly saw Huo Yingyang sitting on the ground and lost his soul, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

"Cheap woman, owe grass, phew!"

Spit heavily, he strode forward with his gun in his hand.

Destroying one eye is equivalent to destroying all of him, and it is good that Ge Zhen did not kill Huo Yingyang.

He said that he had strengthened her once at a time, but now he had no energy, and he was going to enter Nasiriyah, to enter this meat grinder.

……

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ……”

In the south of Nasiriyah, explosions were everywhere, and coalition fighter jets were in the sky, carrying out large-scale air strikes against the resisting Iraqi army, and the whole area was scorched.

In charge of the ground assault were the famous Blackwater mercenaries, who were hired by the coalition forces to carry out the first round of assault and capture.

In addition to the Blackwater mercenaries, there are other mercenaries who cooperate in the attack.

According to Niya's information, Hu Hailang was sold to a mercenary group called Satan and became a war slave of the mercenary group.

What is a war slave? This is the name of the dark web, which refers specifically to the slaves used to fight, whose status is not even as good as cannon fodder.

This type of war slave only exists in the mercenary world.

For example, for some difficult tasks, the owner will choose a more famous mercenary, and some large-scale tasks, such as this kind of war environment, will choose a mercenary team that has reached a certain size, and the number of people is particularly important.

What should I do if the scale is not reached? Some mercenary groups will lower the conditions to recruit people, or buy them directly from the dark web, buying retired soldiers with combat skills.

After buying it, they are war slaves, they are cannon fodder under this kind of war, and their cannon fodder is these war slaves.

That's the power of the dark web, where you can buy anything you want, including war slave cannon fodder for wars, as long as you need it.

In a corner of the battlefield, Hu Hailang leaned against the trench with a gun, picked up the kettle and poured a large mouthful of water.

His face was covered with gunsmoke, his eyes were red, and there were spots of blood on his body, and he didn't know how long he had been fighting.

"You're doing well." The leader of the satan mercenary group patted Hu Hailang on the shoulder and said, "After this tough battle, we don't owe each other, of course, you can also choose to join us for real." Although you bought it, I only believe in strength. The money, after this fight, should be paid off. ”

Any mercenary group will not treat war slaves too badly, the reason is simple, these are charging into battle, and they must not be allowed to turn their guns.

What to do in this case? You have to lie and add honey, so that these people know that they owe them money, and they have to pay it back by fighting, and as long as they pay it off, they can regain their freedom.

Of course, if there is really good strength, it is not bad to absorb it.

The price of war slaves is not expensive, because of its uncertainty, so the price is cheap, not the size required for taking on large tasks, and generally speaking, mercenary groups will not buy it.

"Stay." Hu Hailang stared at the other party and said, "Where else can I go?" Nowhere to go...... But when I actually join you, I will be treated the same as you. ”

"No problem." The mercenary leader smiled: "Satan welcomes you to join, this time you don't die, you are one of us." ”

Hu Hailang nodded, raised his head again and took a big sip of water.

"Chirp—"

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the whole position trembled, and the earth crumbled and scattered.

"Charge! Charge!! Charge!!! The mercenary in charge of communications shouted, "This is the fifth round, it must be taken down, hurry up—"

The order was issued, and a group of mercenary war slaves carrying AKs climbed out of the trenches and charged the Iraqi army garrison in front, including Hu Hailang.

"Dada......"

"Puff puff ......"

The warheads flew and hit these war slaves, instantly flying flesh and blood, and stacking another layer on top of the original corpses.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ……”

The mortar attacked, showing a flake killing, tearing the body of the war slave fiercely.

"Can't rush up!" A war slave let out a loud roar.

"Keep rushing, the enemy's firepower has weakened!"

"I can't rush it, I can't rush it at all!"

A war slave turned and ran back, but was greeted by a deadly bullet.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

The war slave lay on the ground, his chest pierced by a bullet.

They are cannon fodder, and they have to rush if they can't, and they have to rush if they can't.

If the coalition forces want to reduce casualties and mercenaries want to preserve their strength, they will use cannon fodder.

……

(End of chapter)