Blackstone Code Chapter 894: Close

"People have entered the jungle, I can't see in the air..."

The pilot's vision was blocked by the vegetation on the ground, and he only occasionally saw silhouettes swaying through the canopy of trees.

The weather in the north heats up a bit slower than the weather in the south. The southernmost part of the federation has completely entered spring, and the temperature is at least 18 or 9 degrees, but in the southernmost part of Mariro, the temperature is only more than 10 degrees.

In addition to the severe winter, the dead branches and old leaves on the trees were almost lost, which gave the pilots a vague opportunity to see.

The sergeant on the boat looked at the dense forest not far from the shore and was silent for a moment. He glanced at the Rear Admiral dressed as an ordinary person beside him and made a decision.

"Force them out."

"Received!"

The beret suddenly looked up at the sky, and the plane that had been circling at a low altitude suddenly pulled up. Is this going to leave?

It is also interesting to say that from the air to the ground, you can hardly see anything, but from the ground to the air, it is easy to find the whereabouts of the aircraft.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. That thing flying in the sky is really annoying, but it's not omnipotent, at least it can't do anything when facing the jungle.

"Hurry up and try to get to the pick-up location as soon as possible."

The group picked up speed and stopped even looking at the planes in the sky.

They didn't observe, but the rear admirals and military observers on the cruiser didn't dare to relax a little, their eyes fixed on the planes in the sky.

I saw that the plane suddenly pulled up, circled twice in the air, seemed to find a suitable angle and then slammed down.

Just when it was about 50 to 100 meters above the ground, a pointed thing was suddenly thrown from the lower part of the middle of the aircraft fuselage.

The thing hits the ground with almost no angling, while the plane pulls up again.

At that moment, with the loud explosion and the flying grass and dust, everyone knew that the shell had exploded.

The Rear Admiral clenched the gauntlet on the side of the ship with a serious expression.

He participated in the naval battle against Gavra, which turned him from captain to now rear admiral, and knew exactly what war was about.

Better than the generals sitting in their offices in the Department of Defense, than the senators in Congress on military-related committees.

There is no need for humanitarian care, no need to talk about morality, and no need for kindness. What is needed is lethality.

Some people think that war is a continuation of politics, a means to facilitate political compromise, which is certainly true in the mouths of politicians.

In the eyes of the soldiers, war is a military operation to kill as many as possible of the same kind who are not on their side.

Cruel?

Horrible?

No, this was meant to be a massacre.

As long as you can kill the enemy and reduce your own casualties, even releasing the devil is acceptable.

At this point, the plane made a second dive to drop bombs. The dive was to increase accuracy and to make the primer easier to detonate.

With another loud noise, the trees at the center of the explosion fell in pieces, and the power of the cannonball was too great.

At this time, more aircraft were approaching from behind, two of which were temporarily armed with machine guns.

Eight planes circled or dived continuously over the jungle by the sea. The oppressive noise brought by each plane's dive made the beret and his men in the woods feel like they had been stabbed in the buttocks Just as panicked.

Those planes blocked the direction of their escape, only the way back to the beach was intact, all other directions were bombed.

It's an obvious hint that it's time for him to go back.

Sometimes people always have to face such a helpless choice. You don't want to choose, but fate has forced the result of its choice into your hands, and you can't choose not to.

Beret conceded defeat after attempting a breach, dropping the bodies of five of his men.

The major general and the observers on board were still in heated discussions, and there is no doubt that the appearance of the aircraft completely changed their perception of aircraft.

This is no longer the project they see as not worth the effort.

Stable takeoff and landing, simple maintenance, fast and ultra-long range coupled with amazing and accurate destructive power, there is no doubt that the birth of the aircraft is really just like Lynch said, will change the war. pattern.

The final result of these professional military observers is that the Federation must be ahead of the world!

After more than ten minutes, the beret group walked out of the jungle in embarrassment, and the people from Blackstone Security were already waiting for them on the beach.

The beret himself was injured and a shell exploded less than fifteen meters away from him, he was lucky, most of the fragments were blocked by a nearby tree, but some let him injured.

He limped and slowly knelt on the beach with his hands raised. There were less than ten men beside him. They also put the looted things on the beach and knelt like him. Over there.

At this moment, the battle is almost over, but the planes in the sky have not completely left, because this is the territory of Mariro.

They didn't get the consent of Marillo's puppet government to carry out military strikes here. If some people are sick and want to come out to trouble them, keeping the plane is also an early warning.

The role of the aircraft became more and more manifest, and the Major General began to discuss with the military observers how to create a new tactical system.

Here, on the beach, an action team captain walked up to the beret. He looked at the beret with disgust, "Hand over the yellow envelope that Mr. Lynch gave you."

Beret was stunned for a moment, and then realized that these people were related to Lynch.

He took that thing out of his underwear without any resistance in silence. Seeing that it was really hidden in his underwear, the members of the action team couldn't help laughing. Only the captain's expression became ugly.

Such a valuable item must be kept by the captain.

He raises his rifle and hits the beret on the head with the butt.

The mighty beret and his subordinates on the ship, in the face of the humiliation of the Commonwealth, dare not say anything, let alone do it.

The captain held the corner of the envelope in disgust and lifted it up, a stench of stench came out immediately.

The smell is like...the smell of stuffing dead fish and rotten shrimp in an upside-down iron bucket in the summer, exposing it to the sun for two days.

"Damn!", he quickly took out a bag from his pocket and wrapped the envelope in it, which made him feel better.

"Is everything here?", the captain asked.

Beret was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

The captain took two steps back. This step back made Beret's heart twitch. He subconsciously stood up, but he was still one step too late.

Suddenly, the gunshots continued, and everyone was killed without the ability to resist.

Seeing these people twitching on the beach, the captain pouted and said to the others, "Next time this happens, remember to tie their hands and ankles together first, these are Armed thugs."

He patted a newcomer on the shoulder, and then shouted loudly: "Clean up the battlefield, we should go home!"

The soldiers were all excited, and at first they were told they were going to be discharged, and they were still very apprehensive.

Because they are not prisoners, prisoners will master a survival technique in prison anyway, and these soldiers will know nothing.

They can only kill, but it is against the law to kill without permission, and they have absolutely no means to survive in society.

This kind of unease and confusion didn't gradually ease until they entered Blackrock Security.

It's like coming home here, training every day, and then executing orders, whether protecting or killing, is what they do best.

More importantly, Blackstone Security pays them a high salary. If they can go out to work, there is an additional subsidy every day. Almost everyone wants to go out to work.

The rookie standing on the beach watched the old men talk about where to go on vacation after just killing some people, and he couldn't keep up with the jumping thoughts of these people.

The captain came over, punched him in the chest, and said with a smile, "Don't be in a daze, we will resist with something, you will get used to it here..."

He seems to be talking about the high welfare and high treatment of Blackstone Security, and also seems to be talking about... murder?

The novice doesn't know, he and his partner are dragging a heavy bag towards the speedboat, the only thing he knows now is that he will get a subsidy of about 1,000 yuan for this operation in less than two weeks , and there is no less than one week of paid vacation.

The financial gain dispelled the confusion about life after the murder, and he also started chatting with his partner, talking about going out to play together during the holidays...

A little later, the sergeant called Lynch and told him the mission was complete and on the way back.

The entire operation was captured on camera, and this will be a very important piece of information to convince the Department of Defense, convince the military, and even convince Congress to place more orders for Lynch, approve more budget.

Just nine o'clock the next morning ~IndoMTL.com~ Military and Defense representatives showed up outside Lynch's door.

The ship came back in the middle of the night, the major general and the observers did not dare to delay, and sent all the information here to the national defense and various military regions through the TV network overnight.

Ten minutes later, the generals of the Ministry of National Defense and the military almost made an appointment for a fight for the two hundred planes. Whoever wins will choose first.

Until someone asks a question-

"Why don't I order more planes from Lynch?"

"Doesn't that solve it?"

This is a **** good idea!

This is also why representatives of the Department of Defense and the military appeared outside Lynch's room early in the morning. They couldn't wait to get their hands on the real plane and try some things out to figure out how to build a new one around the plane. tactical system.

It's all like Lynch said, it's going to change the war!