Thor frowned, vaguely sensing that something was wrong. But what is wrong with it, he can't say.

"It's unfortunate that this is the third empty village. If we knew there was no one here, we wouldn't have had to drink the wind and sand in the desert for two days. The previous lieutenant kicked a bamboo basket under his feet in frustration.

Thor looked around, and every empty room was neatly organized, not like a panicked and impromptu escape. The whole village seemed to have been evacuated as if it had been organized.

"It's really strange that there are three villages in a row, and there is not even a single grain left. If the locals were really scared, they should run away with nothing. Thor pondered.

He knew that their evil deeds had spread to several surrounding countries, and that in their previous operations they had encountered a scene similar to that of a village fleeing to it.

However, those who fled did not know when the terrorists would attack the village, and in order to save their lives, they abandoned almost everything and fled with only the necessary household items.

However, the three villages in a row were very different from what they used to be, and Thor was a little worried that someone was deliberately evacuating the people from these villages.

"Lieutenant Colonel, the surrounding villages have been cleaned, and there is no oil or water left. I think I'm going to go and kill that Barrow Town, I've heard that there are not only countless supplies there, but also beautiful girls. The lieutenant's eyes gradually revealed evil intent, and the corners of his mouth smiled shamelessly.

Thor shook his head, dispelling the suspicions in his mind. Even if someone wants to evacuate the local villagers, it is probably the local government. After all, allowing a large number of refugees to flee also represents the government's incompetence, which is understandable.

Thor said to the lieutenant, "Search another village, and if it's still empty, then inform the Major General that you can attack Barrow Town." ”

The lieutenant saluted in frustration, but muttered quietly, "Girls, it seems that you can only wait." Dude, I'm going to run around again, remember to wait for me to come. ”

There were four more detachments like Saul's around, totaling more than 9,000 men, led by four officers who had escaped from the war.

And the one who led these stragglers was the revenge party that had been hidden in the desert by Babu long ago. This is a team so mysterious that only Babu himself knows about it, and even the core people of the Cheetah Commando Team don't know about it.

Babu is a cautious man, and in addition to having a Cheetah Special Combat Team, he also secretly cultivated a mysterious team, which he named the Revenge Team.

The original intention of this team was that if Babu was ostracized by the insiders without any assistance, this team would strike with a thunderous force to help him turn defeat into victory, which is also the origin of the word revenge.

Everyone in this team is highly loyal to Babu, as they have survived in very extreme ways in life.

All of them came from Islamic families who had lost all their relatives after the war, and many joined the team at a very young age. Trained by the devil, the only person who believes in his heart is the Báb.

If Allah is the one who leads them to battle, then Babu is the messenger of Allah. In the hearts of these extreme clan members, there is only Babu alone, and they also fight for Babu alone.

Babu had fled the area, not giving the Vengeance team any orders. But when the commander of the Vengeance Clan saw the entire battle line rout, he knew that the mission belonging to the Vengeance Clan had finally arrived.

In the hearts of all the people of the Revenge Clan, there is no goal to be sure. They wanted revenge and wanted to kill all those who were enemies of the Báb, starting with those who had betrayed the Báb in the surrounding countries.

Whoever betrays Babu deserves to die, this is the common concept in the hearts of everyone in the revenge team. They organized the remnants of their defeated army to bloody all the surrounding villages for the purpose of revenge, in order to give the enemy a warning. That is, in this desert, it is not the Chinese who have the final say, and Babu's residual power is still there.

Nighthawk has learned all of this from the mouths of the recently captured captives. Studying the recent movements of these terrorists, he concluded that the next target of the terrorists would be the town of Barrow.

The Vengeance Squad is like a shadow, they live in the desert all year round, and their indefinite residence can be said to be a portrayal of their life, and it may be more appropriate to describe them as the ghosts of the desert, which is also the nickname given to them by all the terrorists who are now attached to the Vengeance Band.

It is probably impossible to catch the traces of the Vengeance Clans and destroy them all. These people are familiar with the desert, they come and go without a trace, and it is impossible to catch their whereabouts without ten or eight years.

Nighthawk can't afford to wait for ten or eight years, not even a month. The time given to him above was only ten days, and now that five days have passed, there are only five days left. If he doesn't do it well, he will not only lose the face of the Thunder Secret Service, but also the face of the whole of China in front of those newly submitted countries.

So Nighthawk united with the local government and evacuated all the villagers with the tactics of fortifying the wall. And Huaxia will temporarily supply all the needs of those villagers to ensure that the next plan can be fully implemented.

Nighthawk was staring closely at the location of Barrow Town on the battle map, drawing a large red circle on it with his pen.

"It doesn't matter who you are, and it doesn't matter what you want to do. Let's end it here, the battle of Yiqiē, that's it. Nighthawk threw down the pen in his hand, turned and left the tent, and entered the desert with yellow sand.

Barrow Town, it's bustling. The fighting in the desert doesn't seem to have anything to do with here, people go to work as usual, and no one is alarmed by the recent battle in the desert that shocked several surrounding countries.

That's the way it is in the desert, and survival is the most important thing. It doesn't matter how many people he dies in the desert, as long as it's not him. In this troubled place, dead people are just a matter of routine, and who cares about others.

If anything, the city suddenly had thousands of defeated captives from the desert. They do the hardest work in the city and live like dogs every day.

When he came out in the morning, he did some hard work in the town that even the locals did not want to do, and he worked until dark, when he walked to the distant cell amid the shouts of the soldiers.

The appearance of these people only made the city people a little fresh for a day or two, but then the novelty disappeared. Everyone has their own things to do, and there is no extra time to see how these superfluous people live their lives every day.

If it were the United States or any developed country, and seeing the inhumane treatment of these captives every day, there would certainly be many enthusiastic people in society who would pay attention to the issue of human rights.

But here, human rights or freedoms have long been forgotten, and no one even remembers things that are not important at all compared to survival. Here, as long as you can live, it is a treasure that is more precious than anything in the world.

The town of Barrow was an important trade channel, connecting several large cities and an important hub. In this war-torn area, the local government has also stationed heavy troops here.

However, for the local government, the heavy army is only more than 1,000 people. These small countries are already very difficult, and it is simply a fool's dream to raise more troops, and more than 1,000 people are already their limit.

Moreover, the weapons and equipment of more than 1,000 people have been extremely poor, many of them are still weapons left over from World War II, and the rifling of the barrel has been worn out, and it is very fortunate that they can shoot bullets.

It was such a force that was tasked with guarding the town of Barrow. But perhaps the Báb had not looked down on the town for many years, so it remained undisturbed. Compared to the war-torn world outside, this place can already be regarded as a paradise.

Thor stood in the middle of a sand dune, surrounded by several lush cactus trees. He lowered the binoculars in his hand and looked at the captains of the other three squads beside him.

He said in a deep voice: "Captains, what do you think? ”

The eldest of the other three also put down the binoculars, and there was a thick murderous intent in his eyes: "I don't think there is a problem, it is a third-rate army of more than 1,000 people, maybe it is not even a third-rate." If I had been given 300 men before, I would have taken this town. ”

"Daddy Sincha, are you old now, not as capable as before?" Next to him, a young man in his twenties, leaned down and made a very obscene movement, laughing.

The old man named Xincha was not angry, but also smiled and said, "Boy, I am old, and some things are not as good as those of young people." But when it comes to talking about those men, I'm no worse than you. ”

The crowd around them laughed, they were all lonely ghosts, and they had no sense of belonging for a long time. It can be said that they can live in this desert for a day, and being happy is their only wish in life at the moment.

The young man laughed for a while, looked at Sol and said, "I'm fine, my three thousand elites have been waiting impatiently for a long time." They hadn't seen a figure for ten days in a row, and they had long wanted to kill. ”

The young man licked his lips and smiled bloodthirsty. The last middle-aged man among the four also nodded, and his expression was like agreeing with everyone's opinion.

"In that case, then let's wait for the young man, and wait for his final order." Thor waved his hand, indicating that he didn't disagree either.

At the mention of the Major General, no one spoke, and that was the number two person in the Revenge Team. It was not that his rank was major general, but his goal was to kill at least the number of officers above the rank of major general in this battle.

He is a ruthless character, and no one dares to disagree.

While everyone was waiting, the yellow sand in the desert in the distance was soaring into the sky, and the rumbling sound of the motor was slowly approaching.