A member of the U.S. Marine Corps who claimed to have extraordinary combat capabilities was made a dumpling.”

Six hours later, the phone calls in Nick Carter's office were ringing off the hook. The Fifth Fleet was patrolling the Indian Ocean, but was unable to respond correctly.

Beirut Jermaine was killed?

Nothing is known yet, but for Nick Carter, if he doesn't handle this matter well, it's time to say goodbye to Afghanistan, just like his predecessor.

A war that has been going on for six years with no victory in sight, they are like going from the earth to Mars, with bad environment, bad weather, and enemies they can never see.

"Hand in the gun and don't kill."

Zhang Yaozu held a rocket launcher in his hand and grinned, extremely ferocious. Under his feet, there was a corpse of a Marine Corps. There was a smell of blood on the ground. Looking around, there were only countless American soldiers left.

Gun barrel. And the sound of rapid breathing.

Ivan's tall body was full of mystery in the darkness. Zhang Yaozu said in Russian: "What a delicious dish."

Beirut Jermaine was shocked: Russians!

They left Zhagu Town and their attack on Malga came to an abrupt end after vigorous preparations. No one knew why, and the news was blocked.

Nick Carter even received a call from the White House, saying he would go to see God if the three hundred and fifty Marines saw God this time.

This bitch!

Ivan Podolsky knew almost the moment Zhang Yaozu spoke in Russian that this bastard had no good intentions, so he spoke in Russian with a smooth accent, even with a hint of a Moscow suburb accent.

*** is simply a talent.

The remaining American soldiers were frightened and frightened, "Russians?"

Only the corner of Qiu Jiangshan's mouth twitched, but he shut up in the end. Seeing Ifan's shocked eyes, Zhang Yaozu was very satisfied. Obviously, this was a good thing.

After retreating into the mountainous area, all of this had nothing to do with him.

On the ground, the 37mm quadruple individual anti-aircraft gun had been scrapped. There were shell casings on the ground, and there were wreckage of armed helicopters around. There were no escaped armed helicopters.

With five sets of four-unit individual anti-aircraft guns, twenty gun barrels, and a large number of rocket launchers, the twelve armed helicopters had no chance of escaping.

Because almost in an instant, all the planes were hit. Even Beirut Jermaine was lucky enough to escape death, let alone others?

Everything has begun to change subtly. Maybe the Taliban will claim responsibility for the incident the next day without having to find out what happened.

Just thirty miles away, four hundred mercenaries looked at the large number of armored vehicles and infantry artillery outside the city. Their scalps went numb. They even planned to surrender now, but in any case, it was necessary to leave here.

But what was unexpected was that at the moment when they originally thought they would launch an attack, the coalition forces were on standby.

The sky is rich and you can see a large number of airplanes, all kinds of airplanes.

But this is not important. For the mercenaries, as long as they survive, it is a very happy thing. If they can take away the gold given to them by the Taliban.

"You're just a bastard!"

Ivan the polar bear also began to curse. His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yaozu, and this beast was roasting hare meat in the cave, and then he smiled nonchalantly: "Don't be so excited."

"Is it possible that the Americans are going to cause trouble in Moscow tomorrow, but I pretend not to know?" Ivan asked loudly.

Zhang Yaozu squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Don't worry, the Yankees and Moscow will not fight. Finally, let me remind you one more thing. It is best for your people to shut their mouths, otherwise I will kill them, but no

You will be soft-hearted."

He was chewing rabbit meat and staring at Ivan, like a ruthless bandit leader who lorded over the mountain.

Ivan stared at him and had nothing to say in the end. This bitch had no way of reasoning with him. He only believed his story.

At this time, US military aircraft were constantly searching around the mountainous areas, whether it was the Helmand River or the bottom of the Arghandab River Valley, but found nothing.

A large number of concentrated personnel were dispersed everywhere, but this was a cover-up created by members of the Afghan Liberation Army and local Afghans, and the US military was unable to do anything for a while.

And if Nick Carter knew that Zhang Yaozu controlled all the remaining more than a hundred Marines under his nose, I don’t know what he would think.

"Find me those rats."

Lieutenant General Nick Carter shouted with a pale face. At this time, seven hours had passed since the ambush in Zhagu Town, but still nothing was found.

Timur revealed the situation to the Taliban, and immediately the Taliban leader announced that they had killed twelve US military helicopter gunships and 350 Marines. They also emphasized that it was their bravery that

Fearless warriors do it”

This news gave the outside world the first thought that it was impossible. The second thought was that the Taliban were crazy.

But in fact, in 2004, the serial numbers of US military helicopters were inexplicably reduced, and this was reported in a very low-key manner, and no one mentioned it.

The first person to mention this matter, his name is Assange. The first winner of life in the 21st century

On Children's Day, WikiLeaks made the coalition forces in Afghanistan happy, and even made the commander-in-chief of the United States feel happy from the inside out."

"Zero-casualty high-tech war high-tech war"

It's all fart!

Unless Afghanistan's 28.5 million people are wiped off the face of the earth, there is no way the Americans can gain a foothold in this hellish place.

What the Soviet Union couldn't do, the Americans can't do either.

At the same time, the Soviets did well in the early stage, occupying Kabul in one week, but the Americans "were a tragedy from beginning to end."

And it seems that more troops are needed, and the U.S. Congress is going crazy.

Money, money, money! Dollars, dollars, dollars!

If warm hot dogs don't appear on the plates of American soldiers for a week, I'm afraid they themselves will start shooting with automatic rifles.

High technology means high consumption.

Assange played the Yankees.

On Children's Day, Zhang Yaozu confirmed that no one came in outside the cave, took out his notebook and began to write it down slowly. He hid it in a crevice in the rock.

June 1st, sunny.

He is writing a diary.

No one cares about what happens in a country thousands of kilometers away, and there is no reason to care. But in the Zhang family compound, Feng Qinghua cooked a table of dishes for Zhang Bi, and he was very happy these two days. This simple man

Middle-aged women have difficult

Jiangnan side dishes were prepared on the table. Zhang Sanxian warmed up a jar of Xianheng rice wine. Xunxiang beans and ground ginger were placed on the table. The grandfather and grandson bumped the wine cups and made a sizzling sound. The warm rice wine slid down their throats.

In the belly, there was the white-chopped chicken that was neatly cut and intact on the table, as well as two kilograms of clean water crayfish, and popped cucumbers. The cucumbers were refreshing and delicious, and the crayfish meat was fragrant.

"This is your father." That's it. To put it bluntly, this son of a bitch looks like me, he does." Zhang Sanxian's expression was a little stunned. It was rare to feel so lonely. But after a moment, he immediately became energetic again.

"But your father, I have nothing to say, has not dishonored my reputation. There are not many people in my family who can compare with him."

Zhang Ben listened to the old man talking, filled him with wine, and ate lunch. There was no one outside. The two of them bumped the wine cups, and saw Zhang Juncai coming over. He washed his hands and picked up a small porcelain bowl.

, poured a pot of wine, and then said: "Third brother, get ready, someone is coming from the front. Damn it, there is smoke coming out of your ancestral grave in the past two days, why are people coming in waves?"

"Who's coming?"

Zhang Laosan raised his eyebrows and asked.

By this time, the sound of the car was already heard.

Zhang Bi stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

On the small field outside, I heard a huge Hummer. A strong man got out of the car. This startled people. Zhang Dashan, who was carrying two turtles, stared at his eyes and thought: Ha! This is

Humans are still bears!

This is Shi Guangren.

This guy was wearing sunglasses and had an arrogant expression. He saw Zhang Bi standing at the door, and then he got an unknown number of boxes from the car, piled them up, put them on his arms, and walked towards this way.

"I made it in time, so I didn't bring many gifts."

Zhang Laosan also came out to take a look.

Shi Guangren looked like this. Although he looked like a middle-aged uncle like Zhang Yaozu, he had tons of muscles and was extremely strong. He put a lot of things into the hall.

Zhang Ben said: "What are you doing here?"

He was very surprised, why did Shi Guangren come to his house? Another person got out of the car, and it turned out to be Kaohsiung. Lao Gao was also a junior official at this time, and often went to the police station where he was originally ridiculed to show off his power.

It's definitely in bad taste.

"The news is out, come here and let me cooperate with you.

Shi Guangren said this.

Just by talking like this, Zhang Sanxian and Zhang Juncai knew that this guy was from the imperial court.

Walking towards the house, the two old men ignored them.

Box after box of ham, pastries, roast duck and donkey meat were poured into it.

Lao Gao chuckled: "I was also sent here to help."

One of his current office directors goes to the local police station. The chief has to salute him, he is also the chief after all.

But this guy is also unlucky. Basically, he hasn't had any serious rest in the past year and a half.

What happened in Bangkok before he wiped his ass clean, he knocked down Midea's helicopter. But it was because of Mei for a while, but judging from the current market, there is no guarantee that this guy can still get promoted.
To be continued...