East of the Jordan River, Palestine.

Heavily armed lurkers took advantage of the darkness and marched toward the Palestinian secret arsenal. They wanted to complete the destruction of the arsenal before dawn.

The arsenal is guarded by the defenders. I don’t know what methods the defenders used. It is impossible to obtain high-definition pictures of the arsenal through satellites. What is shown is only a desert. It can be seen that the defenders are fully prepared and learned through their own intelligence network.

The lurker will accept this mission and be fully prepared for the challenge.

Zhao Ziyang, who was walking through the desert with a lurker, kept touching his corrected mouth and seemed to feel uncomfortable. However, it was not that he really felt uncomfortable, but because this mouth cost him a lot.

God knows what that little girl from Linghu was thinking, she actually took off her clothes and sat on her legs after finishing the correction.

I was really forced, my hands and feet were tied tightly, and my body after the electric shock could not be controlled by my brain at all, and then Linghu sat on me and took it for myself. But it felt pretty good, Linghu was better than

Angel is much gentler...

"Boss, I think your crooked mouth looks pretty good-looking." Dao Feng said very seriously: "You know, you have a different kind of temperament when you crook your mouth and you look particularly fierce."

Zhao Ziyang rolled his eyes at Daofeng. God knows how much pain he suffered during those days with his crooked mouth. But it is indeed true. The crooked mouth and glaring eyes do have a sinister look. If it can be crooked again and corrected...

No, no, no, it can't be done. That little girl Linghu is a pervert. I have lost my virginity several times in her hands. Could it be that I really want her to give birth to a little monster?

"Nonsense!" The tough guy glared at Dao Feng and said in a slightly flattering tone: "Of course he is more handsome with his mouth straightened. It would be difficult to kiss him with his mouth crooked, but he is still more handsome than you Dao Feng with his mouth crooked."

"Hey, tough guy, you know how to kiss?" Tiger Shark on the side asked with a smile: "Which girl are you kissing? Is it soft? Is it sweet?"

"Hahaha..." Dao Feng laughed loudly and said, "Tough guy, your hair has not even grown. Have you gone to a prostitute?"

"Your sister!" The tough guy who was teased said angrily: "You are a bastard, Dao Feng. If you frame me, sooner or later I will let Sister Wildcat take care of you."

"Hahahaha..." The mercenaries burst into laughter.

None of these guys are good. No matter if they go out to drink wine or do anything else, they always hook up with this young virgin. After several times, the young and energetic tough guy naturally can't bear to taste the taste of women, and he can be scared out of bed.

After falling down, the appearance of that foreign girl after taking a bath is really unflattering.

Not to mention, when he came back, he was severely beaten by the little wild cat and warned him not to go out with these guys again, otherwise his middle leg would be broken.

"Oh, no problem." Rifu said with a smile, leaning his handsome cheek towards her: "Maybe the wild nature of the West is not suitable for you. How about we go to Sakura House next time? The Japanese girls there do a great job, and their skin is delicate and delicate.

, the sound of calling for bed can make your bones tingle."

"Sure!" The tough guy nodded and said, "Next time we go to Sakura House. I have to win glory for the country, right?"

"Count me in." Zhao Ziyang's voice came.

"Hey, boss, do you think we dare to take you there?" Rifu grinned and shook his head vigorously: "The leader will definitely peel off our skin. If you want to go, you must not come with us.

.”

"Why not?" Zhao Ziyang touched his mouth and smiled: "After this work is done, I will book Sakura House for a week for you to have fun."

As soon as these words were spoken, the mercenaries became excited, their eyes were burning, and their mouths were drooling.

"But we have to do this job well. We are facing the defenders. Everyone knows that there is no room for relaxation between us and the defenders. Either you die or I die, for no other reason than for

Our Once Brothers: Flashpoint!”

Hearing Flashpoint's name, the mercenaries' lust for thinking about Japanese women's bodies immediately dissipated and turned into thick hatred. Flashpoint could no longer enjoy everything they could enjoy. This was caused by the defenders, and it was hatred. Naturally,

Report.

The defenders and lurkers were at odds with each other, and hatred was completely built up in each battle. Omo was crippled by the defenders, and Flashpoint was killed by the defenders. But the defenders were not much better, their baron

He was also killed by the defenders, and the two sides were unable to resolve the issue.

"Zizzi..." The sound of electric current passed through, and the scytheman conducting the investigation at the front issued a reminder: "Attention, attention, we have arrived near the arsenal."

The mercenaries who heard the sound immediately closed their mouths and marched forward in a triangular formation to widen their distance.

The desert seemed particularly calm tonight, without a trace of wind and sand, and the moon in the sky was extremely bright. I looked at the fully armed people marching on the ground with my eyes wide open.

This kind of climate is very abnormal. You can't imagine how dead it would be in the desert at night without wind and sand. But anyone with experience knows that after the dead calm there will be a crazy outbreak, and the sandstorm will definitely explode after being suppressed to the extreme.

Arrived as expected.

Zhao Ziyang chose this kind of climate, otherwise it would be very difficult to enter the weapons depot guarded by the defenders without satellite guidance. They are waiting for work and have made all preparations. You have to understand the truth. When the strength is about the same,

, the defensive side always has an advantage over the attacking side.

As time passes the zero point, the desert climate is clearly revealed, and the red patches in the thermal imaging telescope begin to gradually fade. That is the temperature of the yellow sand is dropping, and gradually falling towards zero, or even below zero. A solitary place built in the desert

The base is revealed. This is a base that cannot be captured by satellites and is hidden deeply.

With an energy bar chewing in his mouth, the Scytheman continued to observe, looking for the base's defensive weaknesses. Unfortunately, after observing for a long time, no one was found. It seemed that this was a dead city, an empty city.

"Boss, nothing was found." The sickleman reported.

"Don't worry, let's wait until the storm rises before going in." Zhao Ziyang, who was lying in the sand, looked back and forth at the sand in front of him through the night vision device, and said with a soft smile: "The defenders are not at the base, they are laying an ambush.

In the sand around the base."

"Where?" Swart asked.

"Nuo, have you seen that particularly flat piece of sand?" Zhao Ziyang pointed to a piece of particularly flat sand and said: "Usually it is difficult to find horizontal flat sand in the desert. This is caused by strong winds. Even if you see

The sand is very flat, but it is impossible to make it level. There must be a certain slope. But it is strangely horizontal. Do you think it is weird? Also, this horizontal line is flat in more than one place, and it has a special appearance.

distribution.”

After Zhao Ziyang's reminder, the mercenaries immediately discovered something different: horizontal flat sand was distributed around the base, showing an inverted triangle arrangement.

"Boss, you are awesome, you can see it all." Daofeng sincerely praised Zhao Ziyang.

"It's nothing." Zhao Ziyang touched his mouth and said, "What I am most familiar with is desert combat. Even though the equipment of Chinese special forces is far inferior to that of Europe and the United States, fighting in the desert relies entirely on the latent skills they have developed over the years. This is not something that they have to do with high-tech equipment.

It can be compared. Some of the defenders are familiar with desert warfare, but their familiarity with the desert is far less than mine, so I can tell."

Zhao Ziyang's words are indeed true. Whether they are defenders or lurkers, their combat capabilities are very powerful and can adapt to combat in any environment. However, desert combat is always a weak point. In the unobstructed terrain of the desert, relying on high-tech equipment is undoubtedly

The best choice. But the troops that Zhao Ziyang stayed in before were best at desert warfare. They could use a 56 submachine gun to make themselves disappear from the vast desert. This was unmatched by high-tech equipment.

A gust of breeze blew by, picking up a piece of dust on the ground and blowing it forward in a swirl.

Feeling the wind blowing, Zhao Ziyang took out his goggles, put them on, and pulled up his sand mask.

Seeing Zhao Ziyang's actions, the other mercenaries followed suit and lay there quietly.

Another breeze blew, this one seemed to be much stronger than before. Before anyone could measure the behavior of this wind, a stronger wind swept the yellow sand and blew wildly from east to west. At the same time,

, the bright moonlight suddenly disappeared, and the entire sky became dark.

"Huh...huh..." The expected strong wind blew up, turning the world into a gray sky in an instant.

"Woooooooooo..." The violent sand wind made a howling sound, forming a powerful sandstorm in a short period of time.

This is a typical desert climate. It was quiet one moment, and the next moment it was covering the sky and the sun. Storms never gave people time to think about it.

In a short period of time, the yellow sand rolled up by the storm submerged Zhao Ziyang and his party in the fine yellow sand, leaving only one head exposed.

The sickleman in charge of the observation kept using a thermal imaging telescope to observe the area covered by yellow sand in front of him. He clearly saw several red figures emerging from under the sand and running towards the base. Zhao Ziyang didn't guess at all.

Yes, those defenders were hiding in those locations just now, but they chose to enter the base after the storm blew, which made room for the lurkers.

After the storm completely raged, the lurkers each pulled out a soft felt blanket and wrapped themselves tightly, bracing themselves against the strong wind and approaching the base.

The felt blanket firmly absorbs the yellow sand and covers it with a layer of yellow sand, completely isolating the other party's thermal imaging equipment. Moreover, this very crude method also has the biggest advantage, it can do the best in a storm.

Even if you walk up to the opponent with him in disguise, you may not be discovered. The carpet's ability to absorb yellow sand turns it into a layer of sand wall, which has the most practical mobile camouflage effect in Desert Storm.

One foot is deep and the other is shallow. Under natural conditions where the visibility is less than one meter, the lurker sneaks into the corner of the base.

When a raging storm comes, all the defenders enter the base and seal all the base's gates. On the defensive side, they only need to hold the gate. Under the storm, you have no second way to infiltrate.

Two three-edged thorns appeared in Zhao Ziyang's hands, and they stabbed into the seam of the base wall. Two ropes tied his waist, and the ends of the ropes were in the hands of Blade and Rifle, pulling to prevent Zhao Ziyang's body from being blown away by the wind.

Scrape away.

In the stone wall above the two military thorns, Zhao Ziyang's body also climbed up with the rise of the military thorns. The body against the wall was pulled eastward by the blade of the blade and the rope in Rifling's hand to keep him.

Body balance.
Chapter completed!