Chapter 1097: Dark and Windy Night of Murder (Fifth Update)

It’s a dark and windy night for murder.

The moon is not dark today, the wind is not strong, but the fog is very heavy.

There is a stone bastion-style military camp in the southwestern suburbs of Nakna, with more than 3,000 soldiers stationed in the camp. This is the largest military camp in Takna and the only guard force.

According to the plan, after the commandos landed, they split into two groups, one group entered the city to capture key targets, arrested key figures, and occupied the military camp along the way.

Like any other day, at the entrance of the military camp, several Peruvian soldiers in blue uniforms stood there yawning. For them, it was another boring night. Some of them even fell asleep leaning against the wall with their rifles.

“Chirp…Chirp…Chirp…”

With a slight sound, the six sentries guarding the entrance suddenly collapsed, and then more than a dozen figures rushed out from the thick fog on the roadside and ran there. The sentries who fell to the ground were quickly dragged behind the wooden checkpoint.

"Quick, cover the bloodstains on the ground with sand! You guys stay here and keep watch! The rest of you, follow me in. Five people in a group, control the barracks, and kill the target if you encounter him!"

After Yu Dongjie gave the order, the commandos rushed into the military camp through the gate. The camp was quiet at midnight. In that era, there were no inner sentries or outer sentries. After all, who could have thought that someone would cross thousands of kilometers of desert and sneak into their military camp?

This military camp is called a bastion, but in fact it is just a pentagonal building. Peruvian soldiers live in a platoon in a large room. At this time, most of them are asleep.

Yu Dongjie, wearing a Peruvian officer's uniform and holding a submachine gun, quietly sneaked into the barracks. Although there were no internal sentries, there were still some people who got up at night.

"who……"

Just after walking a few steps into the military camp, he saw a figure coming towards him. The man might have heard the footsteps, and before he could figure out who was coming through the fog, Yu Dongjie, holding a silenced submachine gun, pulled the trigger at the man. With two slight "chi, chi" sounds, the man could not utter the next word.

After eliminating one target, Yu Dongjie continued to follow the route indicated by the intelligence, going up the stairs and walking towards the officers' dormitory. Unlike the hard-soled cowhide military boots worn by ordinary soldiers, the commandos wore soft-soled rubber boots. These boots made little noise when walking, and definitely did not have the peculiar sound of iron boots with iron nails on the soles of hard-soled boots.

The military camp, like the outside world, was shrouded in fog, and with the cover of darkness, their actions were swift. When Yu Dongjie walked towards the target room, he could faintly hear a "chi...chi..." sound coming from behind.

That was the sound of a target being dealt with, and just in case, they fought in the simplest way possible - killing everyone.

“Hehe…”

The door of a dormitory was gently pushed open by a soldier holding a silenced submachine gun.

The wooden door made a slight noise as its rusty hinges were pushed open, and the commando holding the submachine gun quickly raised his gun, with the thick and long barrel of the silent submachine gun pointed directly at the room.

In the room, one could hear people snoring while they were sleeping, and there was even a strong smell of alcohol. Those Indians were often alcoholics, and their military pay was often wasted on liquor. Not to mention in normal times, even during wars, as long as they could buy some alcohol, they would definitely get drunk.

As long as you smell the strong alcohol, you know that the sound of pushing the door is unlikely to attract attention from inside. The soldier holding the submachine gun walked into the dormitory quietly, and gestured to the four team members behind him to follow in. In the dim light, you can see that the Peruvian soldiers on the beds are snoring, and dozens of rifles are placed on the wooden gun rack next to the cabinet.

The soldier holding the submachine gun in both hands observed the situation in the room, then turned his head to look at his comrades around him, stretched out his left hand and made a gesture.

The four soldiers beside him carrying submachine guns quietly walked to the bedside and raised their submachine guns at the same time. When his comrades arrived, he stretched out three fingers on his left hand.

"Three, two..."

While counting silently in his mind, he bent his fingers one by one, and when the third finger was bent.

“Chirp…Chirp…Chirp…Chirp…”

Accompanied by a series of rapid and slight sounds, the snoring Peruvian soldiers died in their sleep without even a scream.

It can be said that the battle of this night completely overturned people’s understanding of combat. As for the Peruvians in this military camp, they had no idea what happened until death came, and they died inexplicably.

Is this a battle?

It was a fight, just a completely different kind of fight.

Finally, he arrived at the commander's office. When he wanted to push open the door, Yu Dongjie found that the door was locked from the inside. He looked at the time and found that five minutes had passed. Even the slight gunshot had disappeared.

“Boom!”

Having made up his mind, he kicked the door open with force. The moment the door was kicked open, someone shouted loudly in Spanish.

"Who is it?"

But what awaited him were two gunshots and the fallen aide-de-camp. As the aide-de-camp lay in a pool of blood, someone in another room asked.

"Cato, what's going on?"

There was even a woman's voice in the room. It should be Major General Gamondika, who walked quickly to the door. Yu Dongjie kicked the door open again.

"Bang!"

The moment the door was kicked open, gunshots were heard in the room. The soldier beside Yu Dongjie did not hesitate and fired directly at the room with his gun, accompanied by women's screams.

Soon there was no movement in the room.

When the oil lamp was lit, Yu Dongjie looked at the major general lying in a pool of blood. He had been shot several times and was no longer breathing. His eyes were full of confusion. Even until his death, he didn't know what had happened.

As a soldier, he didn't know that times have changed!

And he is a victim of changing times...

The battle is over!

"Each team should report the situation immediately."

Soon, the squad's report confirmed Yu Dongjie's judgment - the battle was over!

More than 3,600 Peruvian soldiers died silently, and they didn't even have time to fire a shot before they died.

"Sir!"

Without waiting for his subordinates to report, Yu Dongjie spoke in a deep voice.

"Notify the captain immediately that the military camp has been taken over by us. We will immediately reinforce the city..."

Unlike ordinary troops, the commandos carry portable radios. They are portable but still weigh dozens of kilograms. They need to be set up in advance. However, with the help of the radios, communication between troops is guaranteed...

(End of this chapter)