Armed helicopters are bombs that are deadly arsenals. I have to say that the helicopter pilot who was hit on the tail wing is very calm. If the helicopter falls with a missile, it will definitely explode if it falls with a missile. It must die. Launch the missile. If the helicopter without a missile falls, it may not explode. There is still a glimmer of hope for it.

The missiles had no head at all and exploded everywhere in the dense forest, making huge red lights come out. The entire night sky seemed to be trembling, the ground was trembling, and the captured soldiers were trembling. The prisoners of war looked pale in their faces and looked at the hit helicopter crashing into the mountains and forests in panic, their eyes full of despair, and their despair for the future.

Before the troops went to war, everyone received an order to encircle and suppress terrorists. Now that they can survive when they fall into the hands of terrorists, they are unsure and look at each other with some concerns. They found that this person was a little different. Whether it is equipment or skin color, they don’t look like the terrorists promoted above. Everyone panicked and became a little more confused.

At this time, Luo Zheng found that the other two helicopters had turned around and returned. He was stunned and immediately realized that the helicopters had a terrifying combat effectiveness, but it also depends on the occasion. Unless they were tortured and killed prisoners of war and shot indiscriminately, there was no meaning to stay. Instead, they would be killed by the RPG lurking in the dense forest. It would be better to retreat.

"The enemy is not leaving, but exiting the battlefield." Lan Xue suddenly reminded from the side.

Luo Zheng looked at the helicopter in the night sky again, and then evacuated for a while and circled up. He had no intention of leaving. He couldn't help but wonder, but he quickly sneered in understanding and said, "There are prisoners of war who are hostages and the enemy dare not fire easily, but they are unwilling to evacuate just like that. They are monitoring the outside world to see where we plan to take the prisoners of war, let's go."

"It makes sense, then let's withdraw." Lan Xue said in a deep voice.

The team quickly took action, and everyone took the prisoners to evacuate quickly, and they did not forget to bring the enemy's weapons and equipment. Anyway, they were all exposed and were not afraid of being discovered. Luo Zheng asked the prisoners of war to use tactical flashlights to urge everyone to go faster, and the team gradually disappeared into the night.

Almost at the same time, the lights were brightly lit at the open-air cocktail party held in a military base, and countless celebrities were shuttled through the crowd. The pianist was playing moving music like crying. A group of people in straight military uniforms whispered in groups of whispering something. Some middle-aged people in straight suits and extraordinary aura were also talking to everyone in the crowd, and chuckling from time to time.

This is a welcome party and welcomes reinforcements. The organizer is the host country's Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The members of the association include senior military base officials and important host officials. As for the socialites who shuttle through the crowd to enjoy the atmosphere, they are all well-known artists from the host country.

Jackson was also among them, talking in a low voice with the regiment commander who came to help. The others around him seemed to know something, and they deliberately kept a distance, and they didn't listen. After hearing the battle situation, the regiment commander looked me thinking about the situation, asked a few details, and asked in a low voice: "Old friend, Your Excellency the President knows our friendship, so he sent me to support me because he considered the issue of convenient command. I absolutely obey your command. However, the enemy sounded not simple. I am afraid that there are many reinforcements from third-party countries, and this situation must be taken seriously."

"Yes, based on my understanding of my old opponents, their country will definitely support it strongly. We must re-examine this war. The most important thing is to understand the strategic purpose of third-party countries participating in the war. No one will be involved in this war for no reason. It's just that our intelligence departments are all eating and not working. There has been no progress for so long. After dawn, I will act with your people." Jackson said softly with some anger.

"You should take charge of the command. Anyway, you have found the enemy's stronghold. As long as you seal the entrances and exits, you can trap them even if you are trapped. What's more, we have helicopters, missiles, and fighter planes. In front of absolute air power, the enemy is a native chicken and a tile dog. It is not an opponent, and it is even more difficult to coordinate and command. It is very important whether the cooperation between all parties can be in place. A mistake may cause heavy losses to the brothers." The regiment commander said in a low voice, looking around with vigilance, looking at him with fear of being heard.

Jackson nodded in agreement and whispered: "Yes, a large part of my failure is that there is inconsistent coordination among various departments. Although there is the support of the president, it is difficult to guarantee that this issue will be handled well. The president sent you to him and probably saw this issue. In any case, this battle is the beginning of our honor, and this battle must be won."

"Cheers to victory." The leader chuckled in understanding.

Just after the two of them toasted, Jackson saw his intelligence staff walking up with a complicated expression and stopped not far away, looking like a taboo, then waved his hand to signal the other party to come over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Report, the enemy attacked our troops overnight, and the armed helicopter rushed to support the situation and failed. The enemy is evacuating." The intelligence officer quickly lowered his voice.

"What?" Jackson's face turned cold, his eyes also became cold. He stared at the intelligence staff and asked dissatisfiedly: "Why are you here to report now and why are you falling to the ground?"

"The enemy's sneak attack was too sudden. Our army had no defense at all. Half became prisoners. The other half went up to pursue. The helicopter rushed over. However, the enemy adopted a close-range counterattack tactic. Our helicopter could not attack. He was attacked by the enemy and exploded one. The other two had to leave the battlefield. The enemy took the initiative to evacuate our personnel. Our helicopter followed behind, and there were hostages at the enemy and did not dare to attack." The intelligence personnel quickly explained.

"How many people?" Jackson asked angrily, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"A 100-man army, except for a small number, died in battle, the others were basically captured." The intelligence officer said quickly.

"One hundred people?" Jackson's face changed drastically, and he wanted to slap the intelligence officer. One hundred people were not a minority. This result made Jackson embarrassed. His heart was full of anger and his eyes were full of fierce light, like a beast about to run away, bursting out with horrifying murderous aura.

The regiment commander waved his hand to signal the intelligence officer to leave and whispered: "Don't get angry for now. This is strange. Why did the enemy kidnap our hostages? This is not in common sense. If you want intelligence, you only need to catch a few people. Besides, China's state-owned satellite radar, strategic intelligence is easy to get. What is this large-scale capture of prisoners?"

"What do you want to say?" Jackson asked, trying to control his anger.

"I mean, this is probably not simple, the opponent must have a plan. In addition, being able to capture nearly 100 of us as prisoners is definitely not simple. Could it be your old opponent, right?" the leader reminded.

"No matter what it is, we must launch an attack tomorrow. Our army cannot afford to lose face. We will immediately notify people to hold a military meeting to study tomorrow's tactical deployment. The drinks will end here. I hope you don't mind. After victory, I will invite you to drink and apologize." Jackson said coldly, walking towards the conference room with murderous aura.r1148
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