After a while, Yutie came in with three fully armed guys, called him "big brother" and asked them to sit in a row.
After a while, Lin Fusheng and Xie An came in after arranging things outside.
The time came to six o'clock and there was no movement on the screen.
"Brother, the Americans shouldn't take action today, right? It's already this late." Yutie said, looking at the time.
"I think so!" Zeng Wangcai stared at the screen motionlessly. "The Americans are making such a big fuss, they won't give up easily."
"Then why is there no movement in the village?" Yu Tie asked in surprise, "The Americans have hit them in the face, but they don't run or fight..."
"I guess he is playing the role of a civilian." Zeng Wangcai didn't know how to explain it and could only give this answer.
To ensure safety, Zeng Wangcai did not send anyone to the Americans' temporary base to install anything, and some other equipment was also useless, so there was no feedback on the screen about the situation in the American camp.
Zeng Wangcai thought that the American special forces or other ground forces usually do not act alone.
The current situation on the battlefield is that there is basically no such thing as a rear area and a front line. The American transportation capacity and the previous air strikes have led to the Americans going wherever they say. Except for a few large cities that are still in Dam's hands, Dam is basically resisting in a guerrilla manner in other places.
"Brother, here they come!" screamed the little leopard staring at the other screen, "Fuck, America is so cruel, if he doesn't come, then he won't come, but if he comes, it's a big one."
The missile was coming, and it looked like the Tomahawk that Zeng Wangcai was familiar with.
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