Woo woo...

Woo woo………

Woo woo………………

A harsh alarm sounded from the US military base, and the entire military base was in full swing, and teams of fully armed American soldiers rushed out from one exit after another.

But.

This has nothing to do with Wang Cheng and Yan Wusheng.

The two groups of people are still nearly five kilometers away from the US military base. They are checking the situation and want to avoid being discovered too early, which will increase the difficulty of entering.

At this time, more than 20 people on both sides heard a commotion in the US base five kilometers away, and an alarm sounded, which could be clearly heard within a radius of ten kilometers.

“What’s the situation?”

Wang Cheng muttered, then picked up the telescope and looked at it.

Being so far apart, Wang Cheng could only vaguely see that the American base was attacked. Teams of American soldiers rushed out from several exits of the base to encircle the enemy, but judging by their appearance, they seemed to be unsure of the enemy's location!

"Instructor, could he be an indigenous?"

Lynch asked in a low voice.

Wang Cheng shook his head and said, "No, the natives are not as well-trained."

He could clearly see through the telescope that rushed out of the American soldiers were shot down one by one, but the attackers have not been fully exposed so far. It seems that there are enemies in all directions. Several exits of the US base have rushed out of the army, with attacks in every direction and casualties in every direction.

It can be seen that the attackers are definitely high-quality soldiers.

Or, it is a top mercenary who is good at killing people!

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed. Thinking of this possibility, he put down his telescope and said seriously: "It may be the mercenary who came to help."

Africa is where 80% of the mercenaries in the world gather.

Africa has always been so chaotic, and it has an absolute relationship with these mercenaries, because only a chaotic Africa can have the soil for their survival.

Unofficial statistics show that the number of mercenaries on African land exceeds 100,000, of which more than half of the formally organized old mercenaries, and the remaining scattered small teams and lone mercenaries also reached more than 30,000.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there are mercenaries to help. After all, the dozens of mercenaries trapped here are elites in the mercenary world, and they are closely related to many teams in the mercenary world. It is natural to have a life-long friendship.

"Is it their friend?"

Zhu Xinyong guessed.

Wang Cheng said without comment: "No matter whether it is, someone has come to help us anyway. Who is it? We will talk about it after we solve it."

Lynch said: "But, if they are alerting the snake like this, it will be difficult for us to go in silently."

"There is no need to go in silently, just kill in. Although it has already alerted the enemy, the entire base has become chaotic. We can achieve our goal more easily after we enter."

Wang Cheng said confidently, and as soon as his figure flashed, he rushed out first!

Lynch and Zhu Xinyong looked at each other, waved to their brothers without hesitation, and rushed out with Wang Cheng.

Yan Wusheng and others not far away saw this scene and followed, rushed out from another direction, ready to rush into the base from another entrance.

Inside the command room at the US base.

General Clay picked up the phone and shouted at Colonel Pamir, "What happened?"

Colonel Pamir also replied with a hint of surprise: "General, there are unknown terrorists attacking our base. We have lost more than twenty people at present. I have sent a team to pursue it."

"Can the target identity be confirmed?"

General Clay asked with some anxiety.

Colonel Pamir replied negatively: "We have not caught or killed a target for the time being, so we are not sure who the other party is. I guess it may be the nearby militants who took the opportunity to attack us and create public opinion that is not conducive to us internationally..."

"Then suppress them!"

General Clay said without doubt.

The United States' military base overseas has the sovereignty of the United States. If it is attacked here, it means that the sovereignty of the United States has been provoked.

This is something that every American soldier here cannot tolerate.

They are used to walking to any corner of the world and enjoying the treatment of the Savior and God, rather than the treatment of the attacked persons now.

Colonel Pamir replied: "I have sent the most elite soldiers to suppress the enemy. General. A lot of things have happened today. I hope you have figured out how to solve it and explain it to the outside world."

General Clay said in a deep voice: "I know what I am doing, Colonel, go and execute the order!"

"Yes, General!"

Colonel Pamir answered affirmatively and executed the order, which he completely cleared himself from all things today.

General Clay looked at the actual situation of the pursuit team displayed on the map again. The map showed that five armed helicopters had rushed into the desert.

He immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and was about to talk to the commander of the helicopter team on the front line!

And just then!

A bomb suddenly fell from the sky and landed directly next to the base command center. With a roar, the entire three-story building of the command center shook, and a big hole was blown up in the corner of the wall. The explosion shock wave rushed in, and several soldiers died on the spot.

General Clay was startled and hurriedly dropped the walkie-talkie in his hand, ran out and shouted, "What happened?"

Colonel Pamir, not far away, ran over in a panic and said in shock: "General, the enemy used large-caliber artillery to attack our command center. Look at the power of the shell explosion, it is no weaker than the company-class artillery used in our base, and the other party seems to have mastered our position, so the command center needs to be transferred immediately!"

"Okay, transfer now. Colonel, we need to solve it quickly. We are already the international focus here!"

At this time, General Clay handed over the command to Colonel Pamir, turned around and walked out, left the command center, and went to a safer place.

The base is now in a state of alert as war breaks out. There are soldiers running with guns and ammunition everywhere, guns are fired everywhere, and two remaining armed helicopters are taking off, and two armored vehicles are also dispatching to prepare to go out to suppress the enemy.

The gunshots outside were more dense, and there were some panic screams, which were heard by American soldiers.

General Clay came out of the command center and, under the protection of the guards, walked towards the core area deep in the base. There were the strongest defense measures and the most important part of the entire base!

But.

At this time, several American soldiers on the three-meter-high wall in the south were suddenly hit by something from the wall. Four or five American soldiers only exclaimed in surprise, and flew out of the three-meter-high wall for more than ten meters before falling to the ground. They hit one wall and died on the spot, bleeding from the seven orifices, and their faces were full of horror.

General Clay and his men were just standing on the edge of the wall and saw what happened to these American soldiers.

"God, what is this?"

A lieutenant colonel said with a hint of fear.

Another senior officer stepped forward and looked at the dead soldiers. When he saw a fist mark on his chest, his body trembled and said hurriedly: "Let's retreat quickly, those people may be back!"

General Clay frowned and asked, "Who?"

The middle-aged officer looked at General Clay and said with a hint of anger: "General, who do you mean? They are the outlaws who you think you are playing tricks and controlling. Look at the fist marks on these soldiers. Only those masters can do it. They may have already come in!"

General Clay's body also trembled, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of his eyes. He hurriedly shouted: "Impossible, they have escaped into the desert. We have more than 1,500 people chasing them. How could they come back?"

As he said that, General Clay immediately accelerated his departure. His panic and fearful look had betrayed him.

He was scared, afraid!

Bang bang bang bang!

But at this time, the American soldiers on the wall were blown down by a huge force, and each died on the spot without any surprise.

Dozens or hundreds of American soldiers fell to the ground, their muscles and bones shattered.

The defense on this side almost collapsed!

More than a dozen figures shuttled down from the wall at a very fast speed. The hundreds of American soldiers below had no time to shoot, but they did not hit anyone at all. Bullets were fired on the sandbags and the walls!

In the blink of an eye!

More than a dozen figures rushed into the crowd of hundreds of American soldiers.

Boom boom boom boom...

With muffled sounds, dozens of American soldiers died on the spot, and the remaining dozens of them failed to escape the fate of being destroyed.

Zhu Xinyong and Lynch rushed forward with a dozen brothers without mercy, punching one or one by one, killing all the remaining dozens of scared American soldiers on the spot!

"Don't fight, fight quickly."

Lynch shouted, immediately picked up an American rifle with blood stuck to the ground and rushed into it. While running at high speed, he shot and fired in the face.

The other dozen masters were also pouring bullets.

There are two warehouses deep inside, one is the arms warehouse, and the other is the supply warehouse for food and daily necessities. It is also the most strictly guarded place in this base. There are now thousands of people there. Even if the fighting outside is very lively, they still guard here quietly without leaving, because this is the order they received!

General Clay and his men also quickly ran into the supply warehouse. The men were frightened and excited, so they looked a little panting after only a few hundred meters. Especially General Clay, as if he had been exhausted after excessive exercise, he was sitting on the chair and breathing wildly.

"Come here with the communicator!"

General Clay hurriedly shouted to his subordinate next to him.

The subordinates quickly brought the communication equipment over.

General Clay picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted the front-line commander who was chasing the mercenaries and special forces teams, and asked loudly: "How is the situation? Damn it, have you chased someone?"

At this moment, General Clay had a little regret for his previous decision.

However, regret is the most useless emotion, so he can only persevere!
To be continued...