Hou Dasheng raised his wrist and looked at the watch on his wrist. However, he saw that the hour hand above pointed at the nine-minute hand. He knew that it was less than an hour away from the other party's arrival standard. The teams that almost moved the jackals gathered in this area.

Now if the jackal's headquarters is raided, then the only ones that can resist are those set up automatic weapons. Then there are also many old jackals who are lame, blind, and have nowhere to go. The jackals have a base that is so tumultuous. Even Hou Dasheng himself would not have thought that this day would come.

On weekdays, the black team that follows Hou Dasheng at most is the black team. The black team has lost several groups of people and has undergone several blood exchanges. However, the combat effectiveness can be basically guaranteed. Other teams will more or less suffer certain losses in the execution of tasks.

Fortunately, the channels and salary of jackals have always been better than others, and there are many peripheral teams. It is not very difficult to supplement excellent personnel. If it were other mercenary groups, they would either disbanded early or they would not recover and die.

But even so, the losses of jackals were extremely astonishing. Especially during the period when Hou Dasheng was in power, jackals suffered almost more than they had in all tasks in the past decade. But no one felt that this was not worth it, because the treatment of disabled old jackals and living jackals has increased by more than double.

At the same time, increasing the weight of the jackal's voice is also a fact that the core players of the jackal have known. There is no need to pay without gaining it, you get what you want. Then, accordingly, you have to pay the price you have to pay for this gain.

Originally, everyone was just a business of eating blood from the knife, so there was nothing to complain about. Valueless sacrifices should be paid attention to. Anyone who has obtained value, then sacrifice is worth it. In particular, the progress made by the jackals at their sacrifice has not been achieved even since their establishment.

At this time, Hou Dasheng's reputation among the Jackal Dog was already close to that of the Jackal Dog. At this time, even if he ordered the Jackal Dog to attack the capital of a small country for no reason, no one would question his orders. Of course, Hou Dasheng seemed to have done this. Even though it was a war-torn country...

"The surrounding two hundred kilometers have been blocked, and no one will enter this 'ederation area' within 72 hours." The hound pressed his headphones and whispered to Hou Dasheng a little tiredly: "All squads have entered the predetermined area, and the combat plan has been deduced no less than ten times..."

Hou Dasheng held the tea in his hand and nodded gently: "Tell everyone, the same thing is still the case: After fighting, survive. We can earn a family business for our children and grandchildren. If we can't fight, then don't say anything. We are all dead here, including your leader - me!"

"So, don't think so much. Just hit it." He exhaled and sipped his tea gently: "This... is our other place in Grozny. The difference is that the money we handed over this time is enough for us to win the position!"

Gripping his teeth, Hou Dasheng's fingers turned a little white: "So many brothers have paid their lives, and the previous team leaders and old jackals have paid everything for it. We are now the closest people to our goal. Ninety-nine heads have knocked, just a little trembling. If the chain is dropped at this time, let alone the living jackals, we will have no shame to see those old brothers if we die!"

The black Mamba's forest camouflage is now completely changed. The M4A1 has been equipped with red dot aiming and AFG2 corner grips. He crawled forward carefully with the gun and carefully cleaned up the traces around him. The black Mamba has led his team to sneak into the forest for more than twenty minutes, and has not found any abnormalities so far.

They have been moving towards their destination very stably and safely. But the more this happens, the more the Black Mamba's heart sinks. The other party obviously concentrates all his strength on important nodes. They give up unnecessary defenses on the outside, thus strengthening the defense range and cross-fire guarantees inside.

Hei Mamba didn't know who he was going to deal with, but he was sure that these people were not rookies. These masters knew better than them that the forces could exert the most powerful force when compressing the attack range into the mutual support area.

Especially for small attack troops like them, although there are many people, Hei Mamba does not feel that they have too many advantages. They have not conducted complete joint training, and the running-in between each team is a problem. But the opponent is a whole. They will have a more tacit understanding than others.

"Try to slow down. No fire is allowed without my orders! Remember, we should not be the first group of people who exchange fire. We just need to find the right time to enter the battlefield and end the battle." This set of commands was issued by the Black Mamba in a code language: "Don't rush to attack, the team will disperse! Ensure that they can support each other!"
Chapter completed!