"You pigs, why don't you open the door to Big Brother the Soviet Union!"
After the convoy arrived at the entrance of the transfer station, two black uncles wearing MPLA military uniforms jumped out first. Then, while they were yelling curses, they grabbed the soldiers who were caught off guard at the door and greeted them with big mouths.
The beaten sentry looked at the friendly troops and the white soldiers in front of him. Although he was submissive, he still did not take action. Instead, he covered his face and explained.
"According to Lieutenant Colonel Marco's order, we cannot open the door easily. I have already called the second lieutenant. Please wait patiently!"
"waiting?"
The black uncle who followed the white people angrily dragged the sentry to the first car, pointed at the flag above, and the white soldiers wearing KZS camouflage smocks.
"What other orders do you need? Open the door quickly!"
"I can not!"
The unfortunate sentry's face was swollen, but he still shook his head stubbornly.
"Good boy!"
The black soldier raised his fist again and prepared to teach the soldier a lesson. As soon as he raised his fist this time, a figure ran over from the other side of the barbed wire gate.
"Please wait!"
An MPLA officer ran over breathlessly. When he saw the flag and the white man on the jeep, he was also stunned. Then he stepped forward cautiously and saluted the latter.
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know what section you belong to. I haven't received any news that friendly forces will come here!"
The officer opened his mouth, and the entire convoy was instantly on alert. Without him, the other party was speaking Russian. Although not fluent, it was indeed Russian.
After the white man sitting in the first car coughed, he also answered the other person in Russian very proficiently.
"We are a secret force affiliated with the National Security Council. We are here to perform a special mission! You don't know it's normal!"
Sitting upright, Hannibal was extremely grateful that he had learned Russian for a period of time in college and had not forgotten how to speak it. When he was preparing to take action, he really didn't expect that a black man who could speak Russian would pop up here. Uncle, they prepared a few fake Soviet-made KZS camouflage smocks and several AK rifles, but they did not prepare any Russian translators.
However, although Hannibal's Russian was just like that, it was enough for this unskilled black uncle. The latter was surprised that he could not extricate himself from the specific meaning of the so-called National Security Council and did not notice Hannibal at all. Something is wrong in Russian.
As for the so-called National Security Council, there is actually another more popular name, called the KGB!
Anyway, it’s all bullshit, so it must be the biggest one. The name KGB, apart from other things, has its reputation. When hearing this name, all that the MPLA officer could think about was what the KGB was doing here. As for whether the other party was the KGB, he never thought about it at all.
"Since we are on a mission, I will inform Lieutenant Colonel Marco immediately!"
The Marco that the MPLA officer was talking about was the guy who was commanding the troops and was fighting with Wilson. The latter was the supreme commander of Uige Province. If the KGB really came, then it would be best for him to come forward!
Hannibal is not worried about this. He has already seen it. There is no radio station at this transfer station. The only means of communication is the telephone line. This thing has been cut by his people, and the MPLA officer cannot verify him at all. identity of.
The MPLA officer who couldn't get through the phone was also anxious. He could only call one of his subordinates and ask him to ride a tricycle in the camp to notify the lieutenant colonel. He looked at Hannibal who looked like he was not to be messed with. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and asked his men to open the camp gate.
"I have already sent someone to notify the lieutenant colonel. Everyone, please come in and rest first. I will notify the kitchen to prepare some hot tea!"
"Thank you very much!"
Hannibal nodded, and then quietly made a stroke behind him, and then his order was passed to the end through a car.
"Get ready for action!"
After the door of the transfer station opened, Hannibal immediately invited the MPLA officer to sit with him, and everyone entered together. The MPLA sentry at the door looked at the jeep passing in front of him, and finally felt something was wrong, because from the second Three cars started, and the white soldiers were dressed completely differently from the first two cars, and many of those soldiers still had their faces covered.
While the sentry was still thinking about what was wrong, the last jeep had already driven through the gate, and a few smiling white soldiers jumped out of the car. They were talking about Davarich and taking out cigarettes. Handed it over.
The sentry at the door was embarrassed to refuse, so he immediately took the cigarette and prepared to light it. Then a white light flashed in the night, and several sentries at the door fell to the ground in shock. Before they died, the sentry finally discovered that something was wrong. Those guys , the rifle in their arms is 6!
But it was too late. All the sentries at the door had been stabbed into blood gourds by daggers. The perpetrators were worried that something might happen, so the knives were directed at the vital points. The black uncles who were caught off guard died immediately, and then their bodies were He was mercilessly thrown into the darkness.
The MPLA officer An did not know that his men had been killed. He was still chatting with Hannibal in the car enthusiastically about his study in the Soviet Union. When he arrived at his headquarters and got out of the car, this An Only then did the SPLM officers realize that the soldiers in the following vehicles were wearing something wrong with their uniforms and weapons.
"You, you are not the KGB?"
"Correct answer, dear, but there is no reward!"
Hannibal directly pulled out the pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger at the MPLA officer. The latter was shot in the eyebrow, and then fell down with eyes wide open, while the black uncles who heard the gunshot rushed out of their room. When I saw them, what I saw was the black muzzles of their guns.
"Leave no one behind!"
Hannibal ordered coldly.
Immediately, gunfire resounded through the night sky. The black uncles did not expect that their extremely safe transfer station at the rear would be attacked. Many people took off only their underpants due to their busy work during the day, and did not have time to pick up weapons to fight back. Just get knocked down.
In addition, there were not many defensive personnel in the transfer station. After intensive strafing, there were only a few people left alive in the wooden buildings such as dormitories and duty rooms.
Some black soldiers who were lucky enough to survive tried to escape at night, but they didn't know that there were snipers wearing night vision goggles outside the transfer station. They were defeated one by one in the darkness, and when they died, even I don’t even know where my opponent is.
Soon, there was only one voice speaking English in this transit station.
