Chapter 2675
Guard Team VS Special Forces Team
Chapter 2675 Guard Team VS Special Forces Team
Persia.
Mosidov sat in a chair, while a guard beside him cleaned the wound on his arm with gauze.
He used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to disinfect the wound, and a sharp pain suddenly appeared, but this pain did not affect his thoughts at all.
Just last night.
A group of people landed their plane near their residence.
Three helicopters and twenty people quietly sneaked in.
By the time the guards noticed, the other party had already reached the core area.
Suddenly, a gunfight broke out. The guards were caught off guard and were quickly overwhelmed.
He immediately picked up a weapon and used the room as cover to launch a counterattack.
However, the enemy this time were clearly professional soldiers; their coordination was excellent, and they had plenty of ammunition.
Almost from the moment the battle began, grenades, explosives, and rifle grenades were fired non-stop.
The guards at the residence were no match for them.
With the lights from the three helicopters overhead, it was even more difficult for the support personnel to get close.
The battle didn't last long, but the feeling of impending death made him feel like an eternity had passed.
He knew where these people came from.
There are no such elite troops or such sophisticated weapons in Persia.
These people can only come from one place.
He wasn't unaware that his actions would harm the other party's interests, but he didn't expect the other party to personally intervene, let alone intend to eliminate him.
Only now did he realize that in the eyes of the other party, there was no reason to speak of, let alone any sense of justice; they would only use any means to solve problems.
If a problem cannot be solved, then solve the person who created it.
However, it's too late to know now.
The fact that the other side has already made a move means that they are already prepared.
Even other Persian powers were prepared.
Just as the other party's footsteps were getting closer, and just as Alfat's image appeared in his mind, a series of loud explosions suddenly erupted in the sky above the manor.
Then, one helicopter outside was shot down in succession, and the other two were forced to pull up and move away from the battlefield.
Only then did he realize that the fighting outside was even more intense.
Then, just as he was wondering, a familiar voice came from outside, and then a figure rushed in.
This person is Wang Hao.
Then, led by Wang Hao, he arrived at a corner and saw the two sides fighting.
One side, naturally, are the people of the United States.
On the other side, although there were few of them and their appearances were unclear, it was clear from their shouts that they were brought by Wang Hao.
The two sides fought fiercely in the darkness, but he noticed that these people were very skilled and their movements were just as good as their opponents'.
He also discovered that these people were well-equipped, especially the sniper behind them from who-knows-where. In the darkness of the night, the sniper was able to hit his target, making the enemy hesitant to attack and suppressing their momentum.
Once they were safe, the guards arrived again, and the attackers, unable to find an opportunity to strike, withdrew.
Only then did he have time to check his condition.
"Go down."
Seeing that his arm was bandaged, Mosidov waved to the guards in front of him.
The guards bowed and left.
Mosidov then looked at the people inside the room.
Simply put, there are seven people in total.
I couldn't see clearly last night because it was dark, but now I realize that the six people not only had face paint on them, but were also dressed in all black, and they were wearing bulletproof vests on key parts of their bodies. Their weapons were also different.
The last young man was carrying a sniper rifle that was half his height.
"Mr. Mercidov."
When Wang Hao saw the other person looking over, he stood up and slung the AK over his back. "This is our Captain Yang."
After Wang Hao finished speaking, Yang Zhi stepped forward and said, "Mr. Mercidov, it's been a long time."
Upon seeing Yang Zhi, Mosidov had a familiar feeling in his mind, "It seems like we've met somewhere before."
Yang Zhi nodded with a smile, "Last time I came with Comrade Yang Xiaotao. I am his bodyguard, and these people are all members of the guard team."
Mosidov immediately remembered, a smile spreading across his face, and then said, "You're not an ordinary guard, are you?"
The enemy has sent elite troops, and only elite troops can withstand elite troops.
Wang Hao looked at Yang Zhi, because within his authority, he only knew one name.
Yang Zhi stepped forward and said, "Mr. Mercidov, we are indeed a guard team, but our mission is not only to ensure the safety of our own personnel, but also to ensure your safety."
"This is also part of our cooperation."
Mosidov didn't say anything more; there was no need to discuss this issue anymore.
If we really have to investigate, it's probably Yang Xiaotao's arrangement, since Alphat is still there.
A new wave of emotion washed over me.
"Who is the other party?"
Mosidov wanted to confirm again, but Yang Zhi shook his head, "A total of eight bodies were left at the scene, but we can't find any information to confirm their identities."
"However, the helicopter we shot down, the M16 weapons left at the scene, and other weapons and equipment used should belong to the United States!"
Yang Zhi did not give a clear answer, but Mosidov had already guessed the result.
Just as I had guessed.
“Mr. Mercidov, it’s no longer safe here. I suggest we leave as soon as possible.”
Yang Zhi spoke again, and Mosidov nodded. Then he stood up and said to Wang Hao, "Officer Wang, I need to make a satellite phone call first."
Wang Hao looked at Yang Zhi.
Mosidov's satellite phone was damaged in last night's fighting and is apparently unusable.
Their construction team did not have satellite phones.
Uncomfortably, Wang Hao turned his gaze to Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi smiled and nodded, "We brought a satellite phone."
Upon hearing this, Mosidov nodded, feeling a surge of gratitude in his heart.
This shows that the other side has been on guard against this move all along.
"By the way, Mr. Mercidov, if possible, could you find out who these people are?"
As everyone walked out, Yang Zhi asked with a smile.
Mosidov paused.
What are these guys up to?
In a mountain valley in Persia, the surrounding forests were quiet and sparse, with a cold wind blowing through the mountains, carrying clumps of withered grass.
Two helicopters were parked on a specially prepared flat area not far away, with several people helping to refuel them.
Not far away, under a large camouflage net, a group of eight people sat casually around, each with a solemn expression.
"Damn it, you bastard, you bastard!"
"That's bullshit intelligence! They all deserve to be hanged, they all deserve to die."
A man with a thick beard roared, waving his thick arms, his voice almost tearing off the camouflage net.
The others around remained silent, simply going about their own business.
Two of them were leaning against oil drums, their bandages soaked with blood.
"Grizzly bear, shut up."
A hook-nosed man with a military knife in his hand sneered. He also had a scar on his face, which, judging by its freshness, was probably left just last night.
"You piece of shit, you white rat, do you want to taste the power of a fist?"
The bearded man looked fierce, his arms raised like an angry grizzly bear.
The hook-nosed man stared coldly, gripping his military knife in reverse. "I wouldn't mind slitting your throat, then I won't have to hear your awful voice anymore."
"Oh, really? Come on, I'm going to squeeze you into a meat patty."
As they spoke, the two were already standing together.
But in the next second, two figures walked in from outside, one after the other.
The leader was a woman with a high ponytail, wearing a beret, shorts, and a short-sleeved shirt, revealing a healthy tan. On her thighs, she had two roses tattooed on each side.
The man behind him was a middle-aged man who looked very strong. He wasn't very tall, but his arms were muscular, and more importantly, he was carrying two carbines on his back.
After the two entered, they did not look at the two men who were exuding a tense atmosphere.
Instead, everyone else focused their attention on the two of them.
The woman led the way to the side and leaned against the oil drum, while the middle-aged man behind her, carrying two guns, crossed his arms and coldly watched the two of them.
Seeing this, both of them snorted coldly and quickly returned to their seats. The woman then picked up the document in her hand, "This is the intelligence we just received."
"The one who attacked us from behind last night was not one of their guards."
"Instead, it's a guard team protecting the factory."
As soon as the woman finished speaking, the grizzly bear slapped the oil drum, making a loud thud. "Shit, the factory guards?"
Could they get any more outrageous?
"In an instant, six guns fired at the same time, and the heads of five of our comrades were blown off."
"My dear vice-captain lay on the ground without uttering a sound."
The grizzly bear's eyes were bloodshot, and its hands were trembling uncontrollably.
"Their sniper rifles made it impossible for us to attack."
"That was at night."
"Is the factory security team really that strong? Do they have infrared equipment for nighttime surveillance?"
"Then what are we, the Ninth Squad? Boy Scouts?"
"Has our intelligence officer gone mad, or has the world gone mad?"
The grizzly bear roared loudly, and the surrounding soldiers all agreed wholeheartedly.
Although the white mouse didn't get along with the grizzly bear, it still nodded and said, "If it weren't for the location, I would have thought this ambush was in the Delta."
The woman paused slightly, then continued, "This mission is over. We've received orders to leave immediately."
"The Alliance's hounds have caught our scent and are searching for us."
"We can't stay here."
After saying that, he looked at the two injured team members, "Grey Wolf, Puppet, you two need emergency treatment. Cube, take care of them and get them on the plane."
"The other accompanying personnel immediately boarded the vehicle."
The medic in the group nodded, and then had someone help him walk toward the plane.
"Lieutenant, we can't just leave like this."
"We must take revenge."
Grizzly shouted in a loud voice, and the remaining people around him raised their heads again, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.
They have never encountered such losses since their founding.
If they can't get their revenge, it will be a lifelong regret when they retire.
"Lieutenant, our mission is not over yet."
"I request to continue."
The middle-aged man carrying two guns also stepped forward and spoke.
The woman turned to look at the other person. "Captain, are you sure?"
Shuangqiang nodded, then picked up a rifle from behind him and nodded solemnly, "I need to give my team an explanation."
"From now on, I will step down from the sequence, and all my actions will be my own."
After the captain finished speaking, Grizzly picked up a machine gun and placed it on the ground. Then he hung a few grenades on his body and finally deliberately took a large revolver and put it in the holster.
Meanwhile, the white mouse chose a sniper rifle.
Others also made decisions.
The woman looked at the six people in front of her with a cold expression.
Suddenly, the woman took off her hat, revealing long blonde hair, and pulled out a sniper rifle with both hands. A smile appeared on her face. "Then, Captain, Blood Rose requests to join the team!"
The dual-gun captain immediately smiled and nodded, "Welcome, Lady Blood Rose."
As they spoke, the seven of them gathered together and began to discuss tactics.
There is never any attempt to appease the situation, nor is there any such thing as backing down.
A shot was fired, someone died, this is an irreconcilable conflict.
The bond between soldiers is even purer; they don't need to consider too many other irrelevant things, even if doing so might cause trouble or lead to disaster, they will still do it without hesitation.
Because they believe in an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and blood for blood.
Just as the seven were preparing to continue their mission, Yang Zhi led his men to follow the intelligence and track them down.
Unlike the other party's individual heroism, Yang Zhi's decision was based on safety considerations.
How can we better protect Mosidov?
Passive defense can always be fraught with unforeseen circumstances.
Therefore, the best approach is to eliminate the possibility of danger at its source.
When Yang Zhi made the request, Mosidov only thought for three seconds before making a decision.
Like the Ninth Squad, he, Mosidov, was not one to give up easily.
However, Mosidov was still somewhat worried as he was facing the elites of the United States.
After all, there were only six of them.
And the other side doesn't even know how many there are.
Unfortunately, besides actively searching for information, all he could do was silently pray that the six warriors would return safely.
As it turns out, the power of local bullies should never be underestimated.
An hour after the incident, Mosidov had his men determine the helicopter's flight path.
So Yang Zhi led his team on their way.
After arriving in the mountains in an armored vehicle, the group hid the vehicle and marked it before preparing to enter the mountains to search.
"Captain, the last piece of intelligence is that the plane went into the mountains."
"There are no other traces around, we need to search inside."
The monkey reported from the side; at this time, the monkey was wearing camouflage and was no different from the withered grass on the ground.
If someone lies down there, you really wouldn't be able to tell unless you look closely.
"Captain, this place is quite big."
The speaker was a man who was about 1.8 meters tall. He was not burly and carried a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle in his hand and a triangular bayonet at his waist.
After the last trip to Persia, Lynx was killed, and the higher-ups sent another person to replace him.
This person is the latch.
Therefore, the team still consists of six people.
As a scout and assault soldier, the monkey naturally served as the eyes and ears of the entire team.
In this era without satellite navigation, a skilled scout can even influence the course of a battle.
As they spoke, the six of them took out food and water bottles from their pockets and began to replenish their energy.
After walking for most of the day, they were quite tired.
They must be fully prepared for the battle to come.
"Monkey, you're in a group with Stone, go to the left."
Shi Qingsong nodded, the two exchanged a glance, and then smiled.
"Wood, you go to the right with Cobra."
The two nodded silently.
Finally, Yang Zhi glanced at the bolt, who had just joined the group, and said, "Let's launch a frontal assault."
"Yes, Captain."
Yang Zhi nodded, "This way, we can maintain distance and stay in touch."
As soon as he finished speaking, the six of them immediately took action.
In the mountain valley, the group's tactical discussion had ended, and a new action plan had been formulated.
"Captain, I have a suggestion."
"It's best if we don't use helicopters this time, except when we're retreating."
As the white rat offered its opinion, the grizzly bear impatiently retorted, "So many weapons, and we're over a hundred kilometers away, are we going to walk there? Are you crazy?"
The white rat glanced at it disdainfully, "I did it for the sake of secrecy."
"The other side has been attacked before, so they will definitely be more vigilant. Our helicopters might be spotted before they even reach their destination."
Grizzly listened thoughtfully, then looked at the captain.
"Makes sense."
After the captain finished speaking, he looked at Blood Rose and asked, "What do you think?"
Blood Rose nodded. "That's a good suggestion."
"That's settled then. Everyone, get ready immediately, we're about to set off."
“Go! Go! Go!”
(End of this chapter)