Kashmir, about 70 kilometers north of Srinagar, near the India-Pakistan ceasefire line.

The plateau, which is more than 3,000 meters above sea level, is unusually desolate, and a path that runs through the ceasefire line appears and disappears in the lead-gray boulders, like a giant python lying on the mountainside, headless and tailless.

South of the ceasefire line, Major Anthony, hidden behind a rock, was using a telescope to observe his surroundings.

Behind him, twenty-one special forces, also from the "Red Devil", that is, the army paratroop commando, divided into stragglers, carefully lurked in the stone forests on both sides of the road.

The valley was quiet, except for the "whining" of the wind, except for the occasional sound of rocks rolling down the hillside.

Lowering the binoculars, Anthony shrank back and leaned against the rock.

Last year, he went here on a special mission and was well aware of the terrain. However, the earthquake at the beginning of the year changed the terrain and landform, which seemed strange to him.

After thinking about it, Anthony beckoned to the nearest signal soldier.

"The GPS shows that we are about five kilometres south of the ceasefire line." The special forces pointed the screen of the GPS locator at the major, indicating the location of the ceasefire line and where they were.

"When will the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft arrive?"

"Half an hour later."

Anthony nodded. "Let's move on."

Twenty-two special forces formed two combat squads. One after the other, they marched northward.

The Red Devil is the Indian Army's most elite special forces. Performing special tasks in the border areas for a long time. In recent years, it has also participated in anti-terrorist operations. The "Red Devil" special forces are the best and toughest soldiers in the Indian Army. Before becoming a full member of the "Red Devil" Land. They both served in the Army for three years. Then undergo two years of rigorous training. In the end, less than 10 percent of the people were able to stay. Wear the epaulettes of the "Red Devil" troops. Equipment. The "Red Devil" is far superior to other units of the Indian Army. Not only are all light weapons imported from Western countries. It is also equipped with very advanced individual electronic equipment.

Eleven years ago. Anthony put on the "Red Devil" combat suit.

After serving as the commander of a special operations detachment. Anthony led the troops on more than two dozen missions. It's a success every time. Inside the "Red Devil". He was the best tactical commander.

The troops moved silently. Anthony's mood gradually became nervous.

In Kashmir, there are not only Indian and Pakistani special forces, but also Chinese special forces. Three years ago, he encountered Chinese special forces in an encounter and was left with a lifelong scar — a scar from the left cheekbone to the chin. Since then, Anthony has seen the Chinese special forces as the last adversary to be offended.

Thinking of this mission, Anthony couldn't be happier at all.

Arrive at the ceasefire line, lead the Pakistani border patrol team to the south of the ceasefire line, annihilate it, and have an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft take a "live video" to concoct evidence that Pakistan has broken the ceasefire agreement and invaded the area of actual control of India.

Why? Anthony didn't think about it, it was a matter of prime ministers versus generals.

Anthony had to consider whether he and his twenty-one men would make it back alive.

Since the outbreak of the India-Pakistani crisis, the Pakistani Border Patrol has tripled in size, from platoon to company, and a large number of Pakistani troops are stationed near the ceasefire line. As soon as the battle began, the Pakistani army would pour out, but Antony had only 22 on his side. If Pakistan mobilizes artillery, or even the air force, they will become a part of the fuse of the Indo-Pakistani war, igniting the war by burning themselves.

What worries Anthony even more is the elusive Chinese special forces.

Anthony stopped abruptly and looked down the hill to the west.

The ten special forces who followed him, and the eleven special forces who were further away all immediately stopped, quickly dispersed and hidden, and entered a state of alert.

The wind was still so loud, and there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

The special forces' instincts told Anthony that there was danger nearby, and it was mortal.

Squatting down slowly, Anthony habitually stroked the solid earth. Like Hector, the god of Hercules in Greek mythology, Anthony only felt a sense of security when he stepped on solid ground.

Where is the danger?

The western slope was filled with only eerie rocks, and there was no movement.

The lack of movement made Anthony even more uneasy, and if there was a little movement, he could know which direction the danger would come from.

The "Major......" messenger quietly leaned in.

Anthony pressed his hand and glanced back at the hillside to the west before looking back at the Signal Corps.

"The unmanned reconnaissance aircraft arrived twenty minutes later, and we are still four kilometers from the ceasefire line."

After a slight hesitation, Anthony stood up and gestured to keep going.

Maybe it's because the mission is too big, maybe it's just too nervous, maybe there's no danger in the neighborhood at all.

After picking up his pace, Anthony managed to calm his mind. Time is ticking, and if the Pakistani Border Patrol arrives, they will stay near the ceasefire line for two to three days, waiting for the next opportunity, during which anything can happen. It is necessary to reach the ceasefire line in time, lay an ambush circle, complete the mission, and leave this hellish place where no bird can fly.

Far from dissipating, that strong sense of danger has become more and more intense.

After about 500 meters, Anthony stopped again. A gust of wind blew in front of him like a blade, and the danger of death just came to his mind, and a second wind "blew" his neck. In a panic, Anthony noticed that the mountain in front of him was slowly falling to his left. As the blue sky flooded into his eyes, the Special Forces Major, who thought he was Hector, finally returned to the embrace of Mother Earth.

Gunshots, suddenly.

Su Mingjin pulled the trigger for the second time and hit the communicator in the head. When looking for the third target, Su Mingjin showed a smug smile.

"Don't rejoice too soon." Kang Xiaoting was a little depressed, "If it weren't for the sudden stop of the target, I wouldn't have missed." ”

"Two to zero." Su Ming smiled, "I've already figured out what to eat at night, you are not allowed to cheat." ”

Kang Xiaoting rolled his eyes, pulled the trigger, and hit the head, eight hundred meters away, that had just emerged from behind the rock.

Before the battle began, the two made a bet on the results, and the loser invited the team members who participated in the operation to dinner. Although it didn't cost much to invite fourteen special forces to dinner, Kang Xiaoting didn't want to lose to his partner who had been trained by himself.

Faced with a sudden blow from the western hillside, the Indian special forces on the right side of the road shifted to the east. In just over ten seconds, five special forces, including Major Anthony, fell under the guns of the snipers. If they continue to be exposed to the sniper's range, they will all be doomed. Survival's rich combat experience tells them that they must hide to a safe place as soon as possible.

On the battlefield, is there security at all?

As two light machine guns on the eastern hillside spat out tongues of fire, the hopes of the Indian special forces were dashed.

A surprise attack, flanking from the left and right, can put any army in a desperate situation.

On the commanding heights of the eastern hillside, Major Lu Chengwen turned off the GPS jammer and picked up the telescope.

Before being incorporated into the experimental unit, Lu Chengwen had been carrying out special operations missions on the Pamir Plateau, mainly targeting ** separatists and East Turkistan terrorists, occasionally encountering Indian special forces, and there were several frictions. In the past, the two sides rarely exchanged fierce fire, and often went their separate ways after unexpected encounters. This time it was different, in order to wait for this Indian special team, Lu Chengwen heard that they were ambushed here for three days and three nights.

When the last Indian special forces who tried to move positions fell under the bullets, Lu Chengwen glanced at his watch.

In less than two and a half minutes, eight Indian special forces were shot over, and the remaining fourteen Indian special forces were all suppressed in hiding places.

Almost, the two snipers have already laid the victory.

Lu Chengwen glanced back at the communicator, and then nodded.

"Vipers attack, vipers attack!"

As the order was given, two three-man assault teams lying in ambush in front of and behind the path came out, and under the cover of sniper rifles and machine guns, they quickly assaulted, eliminating the scattered Indian special forces one by one.

Lu Chengwen left the observation position and walked towards the place where Anthony had fallen.

He could see very well that the bullet had hit the Indian major in the neck and, most likely, had broken the spine, but had not injured the major arteries. In this case, it is quite possible that the Indian major is still alive.

The gunfire was thinning out, and the battle was coming to an end.

When Lu Chengwen came to the path, the last gunshot was echoing in the valley. The special forces on the assault mission used a cheap bullet to send an Indian special forces who had been hit in the vital point but did not immediately lose his breath to the western sky, ending the pain of the other side.

"Major, he's not dead yet."

Lu Chengwen nodded at the team members who were squatting next to the Indian major, and leaned over to look at the opponent.

Anthony not only didn't die, but his eyes widened.

Chinese, Chinese special forces!

Anthony tried to scream, but didn't make a sound except for a few squirms of his lips.

"The bullet passed between the large artery and the cervical vertebrae. This marksmanship is so fucking godlike, it's more accurate than surgery. "The special forces who arrived first checked on Anthony's injuries." The trachea was broken and had to be cut immediately, otherwise he would suffocate to death. ”

"Let's do it, we'll evacuate in three minutes, we can't let him die."

After speaking, Lu Chengwen looked towards the western hillside, and then pressed the communicator embedded in the pinna of his left ear. "Rattlesnake, you can come out, wait for us at the retreat point."

Kang Xiaoting and Su Mingjin immediately packed up their equipment and crawled out from under the rocks where they were hiding.

Three minutes later, the fourteen special forces who participated in the operation withdrew from the battlefield with Major Anthony.

About eleven minutes later, an Indian unmanned reconnaissance plane reached the sky over the battlefield.

Through the tactical data link, the battlefield images were transmitted back to the Indian Army Command, and when the bodies of the special forces were seen all over the place, the commander of the "Red Devil" troops, Major General Simbal, and the commander of the Indian Army, Admiral Alaide, both widened their eyes and opened their mouths, thinking that there was a delusion.

Behind them, Santos stared blankly at the latitude and longitude numbers in the upper right corner of the screen.

The battlefield is north of the ceasefire line, not south of the ceasefire line!

Damn it*

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