Thor stared blankly at the figure on the military car. It was a middle-aged man about the same age as him. His eyes were like bright stars in the night, and he felt like he was being stinged at the sight.

He and his companions had never seen Thor's military uniforms, like the science fiction desert camouflage of the American army. Even in the dark, if they had not left the sand, it would have been difficult to find their existence.

"Who are you?" Thor stopped his subordinates from continuing to escape. Since this man could say words like Allah, he must be a religious person, not from the Chinese side.

The middle-aged man on the military vehicle smiled slightly, and then his smile seemed to be contagious. All the soldiers on the military vehicle burst into laughter, as if they had heard something extremely ridiculous.

The middle-aged man said slowly: "We are shadows, we are souls, and we are non-existent troops. But now we are going to fight back, and we will become the most troubled wilderness soul of the Chinese."

At this moment, all the machine guns on the military vehicles fired at the sky, as if responding to the words of middle-aged people. Thor's eyes shone, and a trace of hope that was about to be extinguished was burning after seeing these mysterious people.

The rumbling sound of helicopters resounded throughout the sky. Whenever a helicopter took off or landed, it would feel like a sandstorm was set off in the temporary base of the Chinese Special Forces.

Nighthawk spitted out the yellow sand in his mouth. Even though he was deep in the tent, he was still inevitably attacked by the sand that had penetrated through the gap. These sands were everywhere and were more powerful than any enemy.

He frowned and lay on the table to watch the battle briefing. The tent was very simple, with only a bed and a table. The table was also used as strategic command, filled with various documents, and all places where the table was needed were solved here.

The tent looked messy, and the nighthawk looked messy. He had been here for two months. The weather in the desert seemed to have lost weight, and even his skin became extremely rough.

After breaking through all the bases of Babu, nearly 100,000 terrorists were captured. All of these people were sent to various surrounding desert countries, serving their sentences and serving as labor service.

More than 40,000 terrorists were killed in this battle, and there were also many injured people. When the injured terrorists recovered, they would be waiting for their fate like those prisoners. They would have to work at least twenty years of labor to get freedom.

This is the price. No one will pity these devils who are usually arrogant and domineering and kill without blinking. If you do something wrong, you have to repay it with freedom.

Although Babu's main force was eliminated, there was still a headache before Nighthawk. That is, there were many residual forces in each base that escaped, and many people surrendered to the Chinese army or the local national army soon after.

However, there is still an extremely huge force running away. These people are determined and have a strong goal. Their only wish to escape is to kill more Chinese and locals who are vassal of Chinese, and revenge has become their remaining main theme.

According to information, there are at least 20,000 terrorist teams scattered in the desert. Although it is not enough to set off any wave, the existence of these people is still very troublesome.

At least the nighthawk now has a headache about this matter. Briefings piled up in front of him, all about the recent damage caused by the ghostly terrorist troops.

They are no different from locusts. They pass by places where people live, no thing will be left behind, including the lives of locals.

This is a pure fascist act, and no one can leave you wherever you pass, creating a terrifying extreme concept for the locals. That is, whoever vasses the Chinese will end up dead.

Although Nighthawk believed that even if the villages where these ghost troops passed expressed their support for them, the consequences would be death. These terrorists had no faith at all, and they wanted only the simplest supplies.

At present, several organizations in the desert that had just announced their alliance with the China Alliance have been in panic. A large number of people are in panic, and many have even abandoned their homes in order to avoid the massacre of those terrorists.

The economies of these countries were originally very fragile, and the current large-scale population loss and the rampant terrorism have made these countries even worse. They jointly protested to the representatives of the Chinese government. As a result, Nighthawk received the order to wipe out all the remnants of terrorists.

He threw down a pile of documents, took out a cigarette and took a sip. The above said lightly, and it was over to deal with the remaining terrifying forces in one sentence. But the vast desert and the yellow sand were endless, how difficult it was to find someone here.

From ancient times to the present, deserts and grasslands have been places that the Chinese army does not want to enter. Even today, when it is as high-tech as a forest, it is a very headache to fight these disabled people in the desert.

It’s not that there is no such technology, but that the funds and costs are too high. It is just to solve the problem of more than 20,000 straitors and avoid investing too much military equipment, which will easily expose the fundamentals of the country.

Now there is only one way in front of Nighthawks, that is, find out where the main force of terrorists is located. Then use special tactics to completely eliminate these residual forces in the desert to ensure the prosperity and stability of several countries in the desert.

After he finished his last sip of cigarette, the cigarette butt had burned his fingers but didn't notice it at all. He felt a vague feeling that the terrorists who escaped were not running around like headless flies. Every action and every surprise attack was like preparation, and they took action after strict deployment.

"Babu, Babu? Is it you? Are you still staying in the desert waiting to fight me?" Nighthawk murmured in a low voice, but was not depressed by the current predicament. Instead, he was excited to think that Babu was still in this desert.

If Babu is still there, then all his troubles will be solved. There is no need to chase Babu from the ends of the world. Their decisive battle will be destined to be completed in this desert.

Nighthawks are not unfamiliar with fighting in the desert. When he was in Africa, he fought continuously in the desert with the Black Water Company and the Lion King of Xiongzhen Grassland. Now facing some remnants of defeated soldiers, he really doesn't care so much.

A thought quickly emerged in my mind. The Nighthawk smiled slightly and rushed to the table almost like a flying one. He flipped his hands around the table and quickly found a strategic map.

He hurriedly took out the notice of the recent terrorist raids in the villages, and then compared the notice to find the locations of these villages on the map. One red dot after another was marked on the map, and the smile of the Nighthawk's mouth gradually expanded.

Soon, he threw down his pen and wandered back and forth between the red dots with his fingers. Finally, he designated his hand in a position. The blank place was a town, which was different from all other villages. It was an important strategic city in N countries.

Ye Ying sneered: "Your target is here, right? I have been confused for so long, and I always go to attack some small villages in a vague way, but I just don't directly attack big cities. This is the result of you trying to numb me, right?"

Not only did the big city supply water from N countries, but there was also a large amount of food. Almost five thousand newly captured terrorists were detained here for hard work. This is where the terrorists really wanted to attack. Nighthawk leaned on the back of the chair and looked quietly at the map.

"Babu, if it's really you, then let's start playing a game, but I won't lose. And after you lose, your only fate is death."

The yellow sand is long, in another place in the desert, even if a helicopter flies through the sky, it is impossible to observe the dunes. Whether it is infrared or thermal sensors here, they will fail, and the hot desert makes all electronic instruments useless.

Under the huge disguise net, about two thousand fully armed soldiers were on guard. A bloodthirsty cold light appeared in their eyes, as if they were beasts ready to rush out to hunt for food at any time.

A man with sunglasses and a bearded man stood in front of these people. Through the black glasses, he looked forward coldly. This person was the captain Thor who was running for life in the desert. At this time, his military rank had been promoted to lieutenant colonel.

"Lieutenant Colonel, is it attacking? We have been observing here for a day!" A central defender stood beside Thor, looking at the village in the distance, and a greed emerged from his body.

Thor hesitated for a moment, and he always felt that the village ahead was too quiet. But after observing for a day, there was no movement here, so there should be no problem.

"A small group of troops advance, one thousand people are squadrons, and the rest are behind the palace. If there is an ambush, don't fight and retreat immediately!" Thor simply gave the order, and the hesitation in his eyes no longer existed.

"Yes!" the central defender replied with a smile, then walked to the team to convey the order.

Soon, a team of 200 people scattered and rushed towards the village ahead. These people were elites among terrorists and acted as suicide squads. Most of them were guys who escaped from the catastrophe in the past few months and had more experience in war.

After they had no underground base, they lost everything like wandering souls. At this moment, they saw this small village outside the desert, with only crazy killing in their bloodthirsty eyes.

The team rushed into the village without any obstacles, and then sporadic gunfire sounded, but there was no fierce encounter.

Thor frowned and asked all the troops to advance in batches. Soon all the troops entered the village, but what appeared before everyone was an empty village without any people.
Chapter completed!