With his personal emotions, he flew high with his comrades across the war zone with his comrades. During this period, the ecja fleet was briefly exposed to ground warning radar. However, it may be that the weapons were not high enough, the pilots of the United Army did not see any rising missiles, so they continued to move south without any danger and followed the instructions of the early warning platform to intervene in another battle in the southern sky.

There, the "ghost" that cannot be detected by radar is trapped in a tough battle with Alsa at a height of 10,000 meters.

The sandstorm is spread all over the place, full of bright sunshine. The land of the Middle East, which is raging with strong winds, and the still clear and lofty sky, are as if they are two worlds that are close to each other but are isolated from each other.

However, no matter how fierce the dust storm is, it will temporarily retreat like a tide.

A fierce system air battle was breaking out above the clouds, and the dark land dominated by sandstorms, the "Hummers" and "man" who rode on the special operations team were still groping forward in the dim sky.

The dust wrapped by the wind obscures the vision. Sometimes the headlights are turned on and the road cannot be seen. Sometimes you can vaguely see a horizon in the distance. After a galloping away from Saya, I think it is quite dangerous and exciting when I think about it. Long Yun's ears are full of strong winds and the dull roar of the engine. He struggled to observe the map with the help of a flashlight, and then looked at the navigation equipment, and confirmed that it is more than 20 kilometers away from Meading.

From Saya to Meadin, as long as you sneak into this small town, everything will be easy.

The distance between twenty or thirty kilometers is very fast if you go straight, but in Syria, which is mainly in desert terrain, there is not a good road between every two towns. If you follow the road marked on the map, they will turn to Deirzur in the northeast. The eastern base camp occupied by the Liberal Party is not easy to approach. Second Lieutenant Imran Alalyi, who is in charge of the action plan, quickly decided to leave the highway and arrive at Meading through the desert.

Mark the location on the map, and the intelligence officer called the "man" who followed behind and followed the car in front to avoid getting lost. Two dusty off-road vehicles roared and climbed down the roadbed, hiding in a large dust storm that covered the sky and the sun.

As we were walking along the highway, Long Yun and others did not see many vehicles driving towards each other along the way. Obviously, no one was willing to drive on the road in such bad weather.

When the wind and sand are everywhere, the raging wind is tremendous. Sometimes it can even derail a whole train, let alone a thin car; but it is obvious that today's large-scale dust storm is relatively mild, and it is safe to cross a large area of ​​gravel and hurt the tireless area. Two off-road vehicles have difficulty approaching the suburbs of Meading in southeastern Syria. However, the visibility in sight is still very poor. Long Yun raised his hand to look at the backlit electronic watch. It was already afternoon.

According to the plan before the action, once they arrived at Meadin on the west bank of the Tigris River, they would follow the offensive of the Iraqi New Party all the way south. They would once again cross the battlefield full of smoke and strive to meet with the New Party troops attacking from the east.

This plan seemed certainly certain to be sure before the war, but when the two off-road vehicles gradually approached Meyad and passed a highway checkpoint, Liberal soldiers in Syrian dialects kept telling Said that they should not drive to Meyad now, but should go south to find General Omar, because "the Iraqis launched an attack in a ghost weather":

"Hey, yes! Now there are all fighting in front of you. If you want to find a general, you have to set off quickly and go to Asara City!"

"Oh!-I understand, go!"

By chance, General Omar was actually near Meadin. Imran Alari yelled at the soldiers of the Pancha with a rough voice, then pulled up the bulletproof window. He completely disguised the rude habits of the Liberals. He slapped the shoulders of the comrades next to him, and Said kicked the accelerator and slapped the accelerator. The wide "Hummer" roared and raised a piece of smoke and dust, and bypassed the roadblock and continued to drive eastward.

The so-called "finding Mr. Omar" is just an excuse. Of course, the intelligence officers don't care where this guy is now. Anyway, just infiltrate the occupied area and send the Nata pilots to the near border.

However, according to the information I just obtained, since the Iraqi New Party has launched an offensive, perhaps the areas near Asara have now become battlefields. Looking at the situation in the Tigris River Basin, the degree of raging sandstorms is obviously lighter. At this time, we drove into the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides, bombs and shells fell from the sky, and we also drove a crescent moon White Star off-road vehicle and dressed in the Liberal Party uniform. This is obviously-

"—What is that, Lieutenant?"

While thinking about countermeasures, Said, who was driving next to him, seemed to hear something. He looked out from the front window of the Hummer car, and didn't notice anything abnormal for a moment, and then glanced from the side window:

What's the thing that was dragging black smoke down in the sky?

Looking up at the sky in the dusty weather, under the cover of a light yellowish yellowish yellow, I saw only a line of black remains. In front of them, the falling objects were getting closer and closer. However, Imran Alari in the passenger seat could not see because of the perspective. He only heard a dull roar of roaring due to reminders from his subordinates. He had never heard this sound before. It sounded like a giant blower that was approaching quickly.

Just one or two seconds later, the lieutenant saw a ball of black flashing in the wilderness next to the road, and then it hit the ground and burst open. The flash of the explosion and the shock of the subsequent shock made people mistakenly think that a bomb fell near, but it didn't look very similar. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what it would be.

A falling fighter plane, looking at the formation that hit the ground just now, probably this is the only situation?

He was riding on the road while riding in a car, but witnessed a fighter plane crashing nearby. This scene naturally made people feel a little scared. In the "man" off-road vehicle behind the "Hummer", Long Yun and Sarahardin also witnessed this scene. The soldiers driving looked out in surprise and turned their heads to show him a surprise expression.

Obviously, even on the battlefield, the experience of a plane falling off his head was very unusual, which made Long Yun realize that there was a fierce sky competition on the dust storm that covered the earth. And just now, I saw a trace of afterimage, which seemed to be the yf-23 "ghost" he encountered before - that is, the FSA fighter plane. In this bad weather, he was still fighting fiercely. As a pilot, Long Yun couldn't help but wonder who the sky warriors who were fighting against the rebels at this moment, and whether they were the comrades in Nata.

This speculation, and the idea of ​​asking Salahardin to drive off the road to the crash site to see the final result, only flashed in Long Yun's mind for a moment, and he knew that he couldn't even care about these things now.

Since the group has entered the Liberal control area and is close to the forefront of the battle, it can be said that there are dangers everywhere around them at all times. Simple-minded rebel sentries may be easy to deceive, but staying here will only increase risks. With this awareness, the two off-road vehicles tacitly ignored the "ghost" fighter jets falling near each other, but increased their horsepower and drove away from the scene.

Moving forward on the rugged highway, as for whether more fighter planes will fall all the way, or even accidentally land on the highway, the probability of this situation is actually so small that it is negligible. The special forces members who cross the front will naturally not worry about this leisure. As the cars move forward, the surrounding landforms gradually change. The riverside area with slightly undulating terrain also showed a piece of vegetation exposed withered soil. Meiyading, a small town hidden behind the dust in the distance, was soon in sight.

The closer it is to Meadin, it is different from the extinction of people in the heart of Syria. The more dilapidated houses on both sides of the road, there are more and more people hurriedly wearing long robes and headscarves on the road. In the cold weather, many of these people were wearing only a pair of sandals, walking barefoot in the dust wrapped in cold wind, and not even looking at the vehicles passing by on the road.

I just drove away from the dust storm. In this area where the wind was not strong and the sandstorm disaster was still a little bit good, perhaps it was the first time I witnessed civilian activities after embarking on the Crossfire trip, Long Yun's nervousness was temporarily relaxed a little.

However, even so, seeing the charred houses that come into sight from time to time, or even the bodies of civilians who are lying on the roadside without knowing their lives and deaths, he subconsciously felt a little depressed. Naturally, there was also the element of conscious snooping in it, which made him accidentally capture the thinking activities of Syrian civilians.

Obviously, even on the banks of the Tigris River, Meadin, where the natural environment is plentiful, the lives of civilians are still dangerous and full of hardships.

As the car approached the city, the vague sound of cannons from the sky became clearer. Long Yun fell down the car window and wanted to hear where the cannon sound came from, but was stopped by Sarahardin next to him:

"Mr. Red Dragon! Don't open the window casually."

With the roaring engines lowered, Sarahardin reminded Long Yun seriously that they are now wearing Liberal uniforms and driving off-road vehicles painted with rebel logos, which means that the operation team will become targets of local resistance organizations and even ordinary civilians.

If you open the windows without being careful, you may not be sure to sweep a few warheads or a local bomb from outside the window at any time, that would be a big trouble.
Chapter completed!