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One can imagine the psychological pressure of staying with the criminals who were shot dead.
Number 19 was supporting his rifle with his elbow even in a pool of blood. The blood seeped through the camouflage fabric, and Number 19 could feel how thick and sticky the blood was.
The thirty "trainees" who entered the village each had their own combat positions, completed the outer encirclement, and provided cover and support for their comrades who were carrying out in-depth combat and cleanup.
Number 26, number 18, and number 16 were guarding the battlefield where the firepower was most concentrated. Xia Jinyuan, who came with his troops to support them, had a gloomy face and rushed over directly, killing the three trainees who were fighting with him. Their hearts were beating like drums. The more they fought, the braver they became, and the less afraid they were.
"Number 18, direction!"
Even his voice in the headset was shrouded in a cold and sharp tone, causing No. 18 to react immediately and tell him his location.
"How are the other three people doing?" Xia Jinyuan asked again.
He had no way of contacting Ye Jian, Bai He and Zhi Que, and could only find out through No. 18 and the other two.
Number 26 replied, "Bluebird will take care of the two fire points, and cover Weaver Bird and White Crane to go deep into the battle. I, Number 18, and Number 16 will defend and cover the rear. Although the firepower is dense at the moment, it is all under control."
Knowing that it was their first time to fight abroad, Ye Jian and the other two did not dare to let them go together. They only needed to guard the rear and not let the three of them be left exposed, giving the criminals an opportunity to take advantage.
Xia Jinyuan looked at the direction and felt relieved that it was not far away.
Gunshots continued to echo in the sky, and the veterans of the Snow Region Brigade, who had rich combat experience, gradually gathered all the criminals and forced them in one direction, away from the already safe area.
Mobile operations within the borders of another country are a big deal, especially when they are completed without the other country's knowledge. They must be resolved as soon as possible.
Xia Jinyuan, G3, and K7 attacked from the left, and the trainees on the right attacked with strong firepower, and they went straight to the mud house where the leader who had not appeared yet was.
In the mud house, a leader who was about forty years old and wearing a black cap and local traditional clothes was sitting on a gorgeous wool felt carpet. He closed his eyes and listened to the intensive gunfire outside, without a trace of panic on his face.
He kept muttering to himself, but no one knew what he was saying. In front of him, the criminal who was also kneeling and wearing traditional Kyrgyzstan costume was also muttering to himself.
As the gunfire became more intense, the sitting leader raised his hand and said in a voice that sounded eerie and chilly, as if it came from a cold old well, "Go, our warriors."
The two kneeling people prostrated themselves once again, as if completing some baptism. It was clearly a solemn movement, but it was filled with a chilling hostility.
As they stood up, red dots flashed in their baggy traditional costumes; they were suicide bombers.
The two men got up and walked out. They did not go outside, but walked towards a flat-roofed house. After entering, they never came out again.
This is a domed adobe house with a pointed roof. Although the walls are mottled and peeling and appear to be full of holes, it is the largest private residence in the entire village. There are high earthen walls around it, so people outside cannot see inside, and people inside cannot see outside either.
There were people guarding all four walls. Because they occupied the high walls, shooting from top to bottom made it difficult for Ye Jian and his attackers. They failed to break through after several strong attacks. Now that support had arrived, the three of them could retreat temporarily.
"Take a break, the brothers are here."
Zhique lay down beside Ye Jian, sweating profusely and raised his hand to wipe the sweat. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and his arms were also sweaty. However, the more he wiped, the more sweat he got. Finally, he simply lifted up his shirt, revealing his muscular waist and wiped the sweat.
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