Buck didn't dare to get too close. It was not so easy to lurk in the current world where he could even tinker with hot infrared sensors, let alone the other party was the NATO contractor with the most advanced equipment?

Because of the sudden arrangement of tasks, Buck did not have any special equipment, but even China would arrange the most advanced quantum communication phone number to himself, which is enough to show the importance of this incident, and the other party would definitely not be too lazy, so they could only get closer to the distribution of the Wogland mercenaries, and from time to time they had to stroll back and show their presence with a few mercenaries.

No one arranged shifts for the mercenaries, but most of them kept a distance of 100 to 200 meters around the crash wreckage of the passenger plane, and most of them were concentrated on the black box. The two vans of the OSCE and the vehicles that were later added were gathered together, including seven or eight cars, fifty people, and about a hundred meters away from the black box. However, the mercenaries faintly placed the other party in the shape of a horseshoe, and were also in a semi-encircled state. The reporters' cars were a little farther away, and they might feel that they were too close to these guys with guns at night.

Holding a cold rifle and applying some of his exposed skin with grass juice, mosquito bites could be avoided, but sitting in the bushes was still boring. Buck wanted to call his home, but it was said that the phone could not connect to ordinary lines at all. He could only stare at the OSCE convoy with lighting in the distance, his mind began to empty. According to his previous hobbies and habits, he began to think about decoration and architectural design and other things to effectively resolve fatigue.

But even so, Buck slowly put his head on his knees, squinted his eyes and began to take a nap, repeatedly reminding himself to use the short-term separation method to be vigilant. However, for nearly forty hours, he had been traveling thousands of miles, and he was almost in the jet lag. He was careful to prevent the exposed tightness, but he accidentally fell asleep.

Until suddenly a series of gunfires came!

As soon as Buck was about to jump up subconsciously, the weight of the rifle on his knee reminded him to return to reality, open his eyes wide and try hard to restore his vision in the darkness, and his mind wakes up in such a recognition.

Buck didn't even have a walkie-talkie at his hand, but many of the mercenaries who could hear the mixed shouting of Wugra and Russian were gathering and running in the direction of the gunfire: "North! There are armed personnel attacking in the woods in the north!"

"I suspect someone wants to make trouble in the dark and destroy the scene!"

Buck silently looked at the e-watch on his wrist, and then he paused for a moment and automatically lit up the faint ink screen. The hour hand was already pointing to two o'clock in the middle of the night. This was almost the only personal item that Buck forgot to take off when he temporarily boarded the plane from the airport. After all, he has been showing many shows in Pingjing these days, so Buck also wore a sample. This sample with all detection functions seems to be a little brighter in terms of luminescence, but it is so advanced. Buck just turned his wrist back, and the built-in gyroscope of the watch extinguished the light.

Six or seven figures immediately jumped out of the van seventy or eighty meters away from him, and they all moved quickly and cooperated with guns to different directions. With the vague battalion lights, Buck judged from the outline that it was an m4 rifle, with the focus being used by the US special forces, but most special forces in Europe and the United States are also available.

Then an act that surprised Buck slightly. The team of people was just a little prepared and alert, and formed a marching formation and advanced towards the black box without hesitation. They even opened two or three strong light flashlights fixed on the rifle guardrail, which seemed so dazzling in the chaotic bonfire Yu Yan and the few flashlight torches of the mercenaries.

He did not hide his whereabouts at all!

Taking advantage of the convenience of staring at the observation from the beginning of the other party getting off the car, Buck noticed that the six or seven people were divided into two groups, slightly separated from the point distance, and each group formed a triangle or diamond shape, and moved very fast. A hundred meters away, a distance of about a hundred meters was approaching the black box, and aimed the strong light flashlight in his hand at the orange-red object more than ten meters away, and then responded loudly in English: "In an emergency, we must take good care of the black box!"

It seems that it is true that some militants put down their guns, and had been hiding nearby, jumping up and scolding, and some secret whistles that were exposed, and stood up and walked away in disappointment, but there were still a few people approaching seriously and squatting beside them and watching attentively.

The gunshots in the distance suddenly intensified. In the ears of veterans, they could even distinguish the rapid shooting of the AK rifle and the PK machine gun. The distance should be one or two kilometers away. Buck, who pushed the grass, saw a torch and flashlight continue to go towards the other side. From a distance, you can see occasional tracer bullets pulling out light in the air. However, under the dark black sky, this kind of outdoor gun battle has not emitted much light yet because there is no building or some ignition material. Buck is still squatting there motionlessly and burying himself into the dense grass. He hopes that the low temperature in the wild in the middle of the night can cover up his thermal infrared characteristics. He also try to control his emotions and not be excited, and the temperature in his brain will also be low...

But when he finally retracted his gaze and looked at the black box where both sides confronted each other, the strong light flashlight and torches there illuminated the area. Buck vaguely felt something was wrong in his mind.

Just like the inspiration of a designer, it is fleeting.

Buck could only squat in the thoughts honestly. All the lights on the vehicle camp were turned off. In the wilderness at night, the light often became the target of attack by others. This is a basic common sense for field combat. Buck suddenly reacted and hesitated for half a second before jumping up and shouting in whispering: "Light! They are illuminating the black box and indicating the direction! Dangerous! Dangerous!"

The gunshots were far away in the sky, and it was actually very quiet here. It seemed that everyone was stunned for a moment. I wonder if the NATO contractors could understand Woogran. Buck only saw the torches and suddenly hit the NATO contractors. Then he didn't know who fired the gun first. The gunshots suddenly rang out in the darkness and chaos, and as the strong light flashlights were extinguished, the muzzle flames were everywhere!

Buck shouted this and then suddenly lay on the ground. He didn't know how many bullets were like lawn mowers, and they beat the grass above his body to the point of flying!

Buck could only try his best to press his rifle on the back of his head, bury his face into the mud full of grassy smell, and silently chanting God Guanyin, hoping that the relatively low-lying person he was lying on would not become the target of the sniper. He didn't even know who was shooting at him, so he could only pray with trembling all over his body!

Even veterans who have been through the battlefield for a long time will feel that their destiny is left to God for the sudden gun battle that begins like this open land!

M4's rapid, low and slightly expanded gunshots are dense and organized, and the ak rifle is arrogant and chaotic!

At this time, Buck only had his ears left to listen. He didn't dare to look up, but he took out the phone and dialed it. He wanted to like this advanced phone again. It was always a matter of momentum. Obviously, he wouldn't wait for the ringtone to ring several times, but obviously everyone immediately heard the dense gunshots of the phone transmitting the past. The principle feature of quantum calls is the changes in high-energy physical particles, and the sound quality is restored very well!

Let everyone in the command hall of China thousands of miles away be there!

Buck reported in English hard: "The battle started around... the black box..."

Then there was a loud bang!

This time it was an explosion!
Chapter completed!