Six kilometers east of the rebel base camp, over the swamp.

Four CH-47 Chinooks roared past, a huge transport helicopter with an astonishing capacity, but weak ground firepower, but fortunately it was escorted by two "Bobcat" helicopters with "Hellfire" missiles and two "Little Gazelle" helicopters with "Holt" anti-tank missiles and 20-mm machine guns.

In the wide cabin sat more than thirty elite special forces of the Royal British Special Air Service Regiment armed to the teeth, but Lieutenant Colonel Taylor walked around the shaking and bumpy cabin like an ant on a hot pan.

"Lieutenant Jack was contacted, they didn't!?" He walked over to the communications soldier and asked loudly by tapping him on the shoulder.

The communications soldier wearing headphones took off his earmuffs and asked loudly: "What?" ”

"Didn't they contact Jack!?" Lieutenant Colonel Taylor repeated his own question.

The communications soldier shook his head regretfully: "No, their radio station was cut off ten minutes ago, and it has not been restored to this day. ”

Taylor asked: "What about the Ministry of Defense and the front-line command?" Do they have satellite imagery? I have to know their location right away, otherwise there will be no rescue! ”

The communications officer continued to shake his head: "I have contacted the front command, now the satellite has deviated from orbit, they have lost their image, we have to wait until more than twenty minutes before we can resume surveillance, now we don't know what Lieutenant Jack is doing now, Lieutenant Colonel, we must prepare for the worst!" ”

The implication is clear, Lieutenant Jack will not cut off contact for no reason, there is only one explanation - they are in trouble.

Lieutenant Colonel Taylor hurried out of the cockpit, stretched out his head and asked the two British pilots, "How long do you have to reach the swamp?" ”

The driver pointed out the window and said, "It's here!" ”

Taylor pressed the communication button of the headset and called the "Little Antelope" helicopter responsible for reconnaissance and fire support: "Eagle 1 calls Eagle 6 and has arrived at the predetermined position, what have you found?" ”

A "Little Antelope" helicopter gunship kept circling in circles on the swamp at low altitude and high speed, and after flying for a while, the pilot replied: "Eagle 6 replied to Eagle 1, it was not found, repeat, it was not found." ”

"Damn it!" Taylor's heart sank, this was not a good sign, but he did not give up, and ordered the "Little Antelope" helicopter pilot: "Eagle Six, continue to circle and investigate, make sure to find me every inch of land here, according to the predetermined plan, Lieutenant Jack will wait here for rescue, according to him, there will be more than two hundred local mercenaries here to help them defend against the rebels, it is impossible that there are no traces of battle!" ”

"Eagle Six received, OVER!" There was silence in the communication channel.

Taylor leaned against the cockpit door, frowning and rubbing his chin, as he began to assess the sudden situation. Oddly enough, if Lieutenant Jack's intel is correct, there's going to be a big scuffle.

A few hours earlier, he had received a distress message from Lieutenant Jack that a mercenary squad called the "Ghost Squad" had rescued them and was retreating to the swamp five kilometers east of the rebel base camp, where they would join more than 200 local mercenaries in taking advantage of the favorable terrain to hold off the rebel forces.

Even if the radio was damaged during the battle, it would not be possible to be so quiet here, and he looked through the window of the cabin to see a few hundred meters below, everything was as quiet as ever, and the puddles in the swamp reflected the sunlight, which was very harsh.

Where the hell did Jack go? Could it be that the battle has long been over? They were all killed by a large number of rebels, or were they captured again?

But there wasn't even a single corpse in sight below, and I didn't want a big firefight at all, what was going on?

"Eagle 5 calls Eagle 1, there is an anomaly in the woods to the west, there are signs of armed men exchanging fire, and the situation is currently being confirmed and analyzed."

News came from another "little antelope".

Lieutenant Colonel Taylor was in a state of spirit, perhaps because of the tactical needs of the firefight, and Jack and the others moved west.

He straightened his rocker, strode to the center of the cabin, and made a prepared tactical sign language.

All the SAS members staggered to their feet and began to scrutinize their gear.

"Boys!" Taylor was in good spirits, and his eyes flashed with the excitement of a professional soldier facing a big war: "Cheer me up!" Kill those damn rebels! Save our comrades! But they have a taste of the power of our Royal Air Crew! ”

This is the mobilization that every commander will make before the war, stirring up everyone's emotions and ensuring that every soldier in the exhibition will become a tiger as soon as he lands.

"Eagle Five calls Eagle Six ......"

The voice of the "Little Antelope" crew came from the headphones.

"Eagle One received, please speak."

"The situation on the ground has been confirmed, and a rebel force of more than twenty people is exchanging fire with a white soldier."

Taylor was a little confused, and the crew used the phrase "firefight" instead of "pursuit," which in military parlance meant that the white soldier was engaged in a head-on exchange of fire with more than twenty rebels.

"What?" Taylor was a little confused, "Not Lieutenant Jack them?" Eagle Five, please check if it's our soldier right away. ”

"No, it's definitely not our soldiers, they look like mercenaries." The crew of "Little Antelope" paused and said, "Confirm, it's definitely not our soldiers." ”

Taylor was well aware that in such good weather conditions, the "little antelope" swept the ground and flew low, being able to clearly see the outfits of the armed men, and even the weapons, they had a long-range observation system.

"Eagle Five, whoever it is, support that mercenary first and help him take out those damned rebels!" Taylor has always been known for his iron will, and his wrists are extremely strong.

"Uh......" After a while, a very surprised voice came from the "Little Antelope" crew: "I don't think it's needed, Eagle No. 1...... He himself has already killed more than twenty rebels......"

"What!?" Taylor was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop in the cabin: "What did you say? ”

"Eagle One, I say, that mercenary, single-handedly killed more than twenty rebel ......" The members of the "Little Antelope" crew apparently felt that this was not enough to describe their surprise, and added: "It's like mowing the grass with a lawn mower in the backyard of your home......"

Taylor couldn't speak for a long time, and his mouth became O-shaped. What kind of combat power is this!? Who are the mercenaries below? How could one person easily kill more than 20 people? Didn't Eagle Five just say that they were in a firefight? In just five minutes, how come more than 20 rebels have died?

"Eagle One, the mercenaries on the ground threw out smoke bombs for help, shall we go down to the rescue?" The "Little Antelope" crew came with news again.

"Help?" Taylor was even more confused: "Didn't he kill everyone?" Why are you still calling for help? ”

He couldn't help but look out the window, and sure enough, he saw a large cloud of red smoke rising in an open field next to the swamp, and a large white soldier standing next to him waved at them.

"Let's go down and see, maybe it's the mercenaries who saved Lieutenant Jack, we can find Jack's whereabouts from him." Jumped and released the pager, suddenly thought about it, and said: "Attention all crews, you continue to hover in the air, I and the team will land for search and alert, and other armed helicopters will continue to be on alert in the air, be careful of deception......"

After a series of orders, Taylor walked to the cockpit door and ordered the crew: "Find a place to go down!" ”

The huge CH-47 Chinook rolled up a powerful air flow and slowly descended, and the water on the swamp was swept up by the air wave and the mist was more than a meter high.

Chinook finally came to a steady stop on the flat ground, and more than 30 SAS team members rushed out of the hatch, their division of labor was very clear, the first person to get off the plane was divided into two groups, and set up a cordon on both sides of the Chinook helicopter, and then Taylor, surrounded by a team of SAS members, walked towards the white mercenary sitting on the ground.