Morgan said, "how fast are the 19th squadron? Isn't it commander Nolan? "
This must be a US Special Forces unit in a certain corner of the United States, but I don't know which team it is. The 19th squadron has taken over the task. They will not send a second special forces team. If it is not for the leader of Nolan, this matter will be easier to solve.
"So soon?" Lu Zhen puzzled and turned to a channel to ask for specific information about an Xiaoyao. As soon as she finished asking, an Xiaoyao said, "just received the news, the fifth squadron and the 19th squadron went out on a mission together, and I have sent reinforcements. Well, it's a bit slow. You should resist first."
"Wipe, what kind of information do you receive? People will give me information when they arrive here." Brother Lu laughed and scolded, and began to deploy again.
An Xiaoyao
It's a very difficult thing to deploy again. Lu Zhen originally wanted to disperse the staff and eliminate the nearby mercenaries, and then concentrate their firepower against the red lion. Now there are more people from the fifth squadron. It seems that the vanguard is big, and the main force has not yet come, so the problem is big.
Lu Zhen made a decision and changed his strategy.
He whispered to Morgan's ear and said a few words. Morgan's eyes widened. "Is that ok?"
"Why not?" Lu Zhen raised eyebrows. "As soon as Nolan's 19th squadron arrives, everything is late. You go to prepare quickly and I'll send someone to contact."
"OK."
Half an hour later, Lu Zhen, dressed in camouflage, appeared in the terrorist stronghold. This was the result of Morgan's quick breakthrough and landing. Their hiding place was also very good. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the equipment was good.
Surrounded by the sea on three sides and mountains on the other side, they are on the top of the mountain. There is a road leading to a secret port. Now that the port has been blocked, they have become trapped animals and can only be trapped on the top of the mountain. All the special forces are waiting at the foot of the mountain to besiege them. Their military direct can't be started. Otherwise, they can take people away directly. Once the military direct command is started, the air aid composed of the Iraqi army will also be sent out, and in the end, both sides will lose.
Lu Zhen walked into the terrorist stronghold alone and showed his identity. Wearing a mask of wenerya, Lu Zhen laughed and made a Chinese terrorist think of a word.
Smiling fox.
Lu Zhen was also surprised that among these terrorists, there were Asian faces. At first glance, these terrorists were active in Africa and the Middle East, with a kind of rough flavor.
Lu Zhen, standing in front of them, looks like a tourist enjoying mountains and rivers. His temperament is elegant and noble. No matter what kind of mask he wears, some temperament can not be hidden.
They didn't expect that the matchmaker of trump terrorist organization was so young and unexpected.
A row of muzzle points to Lu Zhen.
"Take your guns away. I have a little public feeling for this thing." With a faint smile, Lu Zhen calmly sat down on the chair, fearless that dozens of their black guns were pointing at them. Others seemed to have a plan in mind, so that the terrorists did not know what he meant.
I'm not sure who he is.
Lu Zhen gives him a tablet to connect with his ace in the Middle East. Naturally, he knows his identity. The terrorist leader is a middle-aged man, perhaps a native of Iraq. He speaks English with a strong accent in Iraq. l;
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