The next day, at 3 o'clock in the morning, it was the darkest time of the night.
West Jakarta, National Chemical Plant No. 5.
It is located on the outskirts of the city, covering a wide area, close to the Citalong River, the mother river of Jakarta. It has been requisitioned by the army, and a motorized infantry regiment is stationed, which is somewhat similar to the rapid reaction force of later generations.
Naturally, those who were urgently transferred to Jakarta for rescue this time were Suat's ace troops.
The motorized infantry regiment stationed in the chemical plant is the elite of the elite, belonging to the ace mechanic, designated Tiger Regiment.
It claims to have a remarkable record and is victorious in every battle. Of course, this Lao Shizi Tiger Regiment has no experience in foreign combat.
Commonly known as Wo Li Heng.
The Tiger Regiment has received the order from the top and has entered a first-level combat readiness state. The men do not take off their equipment and their guns are in hand, and they can go into battle anytime and anywhere.
The camp was heavily guarded, with light and dark sentries alternating, searchlights constantly scanning the surroundings, and patrols constantly coming and going, guarding the area like iron barrels.
But at this time, the hard-working soldiers in the military camp first marched into Jakarta and then conducted a carpet search non-stop.
After working hard all day, they were already exhausted and fell asleep holding their weapons, snoring loudly.
Because it is a temporary camp, the number of tents is very limited, so tonight the Tiger Regiment rests in platoon units.
There were 36 people in a platoon, so many hormonal strong men were crowded into a small tent. It was midsummer, and the smell of sweat was mixed with body odor and athlete's foot, making people want to vomit, almost like a biochemical weapon.
But it’s not enough if you don’t enter the tent. The flower-footed mosquitoes bred in the Zitalong River are extremely ferocious and can kill people.
On the north side of the camp, in a tent near the edge, there was a dark-skinned soldier who had probably fallen asleep and suddenly woke up.
He opened his eyes drowsily, and in a daze, he seemed to see a black shadow flashing away quickly.
The big-headed soldier struggled to pull his arm out of his companion's creaking nest, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked closely.
Everything was pitch black, and the sounds of snoring, grinding teeth, and farting were intertwined together, like a symphony, one after another, and you couldn't even see the farts.
"It's from Male Gobi. I must have been poisoned by the smoke. My eyes are dazzled."
The big soldier stood up with difficulty, wiped the sweat from his neck, straightened his heavy helmet, and walked out of the tent cursing.
He was awake anyway, and he wanted to go out to run some water and get some fresh air. The smell in the tent was really too intoxicating.
Just as he reached the entrance of the tent, he suddenly stepped on a raised foreign object under his feet, making a crisp "click" sound.
"boom!"
In the horrified and desperate eyes of the big-headed soldier, the violent explosion lit up with dazzling sparks, instantly lighting up the dark night.
Broad sword type directional landmine, 700 steel balls, 60-degree wide-angle fan-shaped killing range, no grass can grow within 50 meters.
Just this one mine, placed at the entrance of the tent and adjusted at an appropriate angle, is enough to wipe out a platoon of troops.
Not all of these unlucky guys in the military tent may die, but it is guaranteed that none of them will be alive.
The huge explosion woke up the soldiers resting in other tents. They scrambled to their feet, picked up their weapons, and rushed outside the tent in a swarm.
"Boom boom boom~~"
The explosions came one after another in an instant, and they were all in full bloom. At least half of the exits of the military tents were mined in advance, or there were just a few booby traps.
If the big soldier hadn't suddenly woken up, Du Weiguo would have been able to fill all the tents in the entire camp.
As for those patrols with clear and secret sentries, they were useless to Du Weiguo.
Under the cover of the deafening explosion, there was also the low sound of gunfire. Although it was slight, it sounded non-stop, like the spiritual music played by the god of death.
Every target moving in the camp was hit by bullets. When the explosions finally stopped, hundreds of people had fallen.
During this period, including those who were killed and injured, the Tiger Regiment lost more than 500 people in just 2 minutes, or nearly a quarter.
Not only that, although the frightening explosions stopped, the fatal headshots did not stop.
Whether they are hiding in tents and shivering, or running around in the camp, they are all destined to die, especially the officers who give orders, who are given priority.
Du Weiguo activated the single-shot burst mode, 2 shots per second. 120 people would be killed by headshots every minute. The frequency was so constant that it was appalling.
It's not that no one fought back, but the distance was more than 600 meters and it was a dark night environment. Du Weiguo frequently changed positions and appeared elusive.
Most people can only shoot a few blindly, and they don't even know where the bullets hit.
However, the Tiger Regiment is an elite unit after all, with a large number of people, including snipers and sharpshooters.
However, in front of a master-level gunner like Du Weiguo who can see through night vision and see through things, he doesn't even have a chance to show off.
As long as he senses even a hint of crisis, Du Weiguo can lock the opponent in advance and eliminate the threat first.
A proper dimensionality reduction attack!
As for the artillery squad and artillery platoon, the target was so big that it was equivalent to selling out and was killed by Du Weiguo early in the morning.
A moment later, in the center of the camp, where the regiment headquarters is located, a sweaty middle-aged man was squatting in the corner with a simple marching table in front of him.
He is the leader of the Tiger Regiment. At this moment, he is sweating profusely and yelling into the walkie-talkie:
"Hey, hey, artillery battery, artillery battery, are you all dead? 600 meters southeast of the camp, give me a saturation bombardment~~"
While he was roaring, his head suddenly exploded. The bullet entered from his temple and penetrated his skull, shattering the synchronous phone as well.
In fact, it doesn't matter even if he is allowed to continue to contact him, because the reinforced artillery battery stationed alone has been taken over by Du Weiguo in advance.
The evil god shuttle shot the head, the little Tang knife wiped the neck, silently but extremely silky, the little No. 200 artilleryman met the King of Hell without saying a word.
After the leader of the Tiger Regiment was killed, the deadly sniping finally stopped.
Half an hour later, he was lucky enough to escape with his life. The only remaining military commander of the Tiger Regiment, the deputy commander of the 2nd Battalion, carefully inspected the battle damage and was dumbfounded.
The night attack lasted less than 10 minutes. The enemy was not even seen, and no decent counterattack was organized. However, the Tiger Regiment suffered a shocking death and injury.
927 people were killed, 167 were seriously injured, and 65 were slightly injured. More than half were damaged. The regiment commander, regimental deputy and 5 battalion commanders were all killed.
The Tiger Regiment has been crippled and the morale of the army is weakened. Basically, the designation can be revoked.
To be honest, Du Weiguo has never killed as unscrupulously as he did recently. Killing people is like mowing grass. It is so enjoyable that all the blocks in his chest are gone.
When the sky was dark and the news reached Su Atuo who was hiding in the secret underground base, he couldn't help but gasp.
A bone-chilling chill shot straight from the dung gate to the Tianling Gai!
Su Atuo was born in the army and knew military affairs. He was completely shocked by this result. He confirmed it several times and still couldn't believe it.
He single-handedly selected a well-prepared elite group of soldiers. Although it was a sneak attack at night, the result was that the evil spirit completely crippled the camp where more than 2,000 men and guns gathered.
The brilliance of this achievement is simply unheard of and sensational.
If this continues, it won't be long before the elite troops directly under his command will be completely defeated by the Evil God and fall apart.
Without the support of the army, it is obvious that he, a dictator who started his career by military coup, will end up. It turns out that the evil god who said that the country will be destroyed is not an empty lie.
Not only Suat was shocked, but Natasha, who received the first-hand news in Kuala Lumpur, was also shocked.
Du Weiguo's combat power was so terrifying that he could cripple an elite motorized infantry regiment in just a few minutes. This was a record that even a main division might not be able to achieve.
Doesn't it mean that Du Weiguo can fight against a division or even an army by himself? It's scary to think about it carefully.
A little later, the CIA, MI6, Mossad, and even the Special Service Division of Forty-Nine City all learned about Du Weiguo's shocking feat, which shocked the whole world!
In Sijiu City, Hu Fei and Guo Hanhong, who had been reinstated, celebrated in the office with tears in their eyes.
Hu Fei read the telegram more than a dozen times, and because he was so excited, he slapped the table so hard that his palms were split, making them dripping with blood.
But he didn't care:
"Okay, okay, this hozen is really shameless. This thing is very encouraging. If he can go to Bay Area or Washington to cause trouble in heaven, I will build a shrine for him and worship him day and night."
Looking at Hu Fei who was almost crazy, Guo Hanhong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, asked him to wrap his hands, and lit a cigarette for him.
He sighed and his tone was unspeakably melancholy:
"Boss, we owe him a lot. Such an invincible immortal figure, the Qiancheng of the country, was supposed to be the pinnacle of China's Dinghai, intimidating Xiaoxiao, but now~~"
Upon hearing this, Hu Fei couldn't help but frown, took a deep puff of cigarette, and said in a muffled voice:
"Lao Guo, don't say such depressing words. The current difficulties will eventually pass. One day, he will be able to come back."
"Haha, I hope I can wait until this day, cough cough cough~~"
Lao Guo was hit by the smoke and coughed violently. It felt like his lungs were about to come out. He had injured his lungs before, and he had suffered serious crimes in the past two years, and his condition became more serious.
Compared with when Du Weiguo was here, Lao Guo was obviously older. He was already hunched over at the age of 50, his hair was completely white, and his wrinkles were as deep as cracked earth.
Hu Fei quickly put out his cigarette and handed the tea cup on the table to Lao Guo:
"Lao Guo, drink some water quickly. If you are sick, go to the hospital. If it doesn't work, just go to the hospital."
Lao Guo drank some water and finally stopped coughing. He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying and waved his hand:
"No need, boss. I know my illness very well. It doesn't matter whether I go to the hospital or not. This time I'm going to use "his" light.
After finally returning to Forty-Nine City, and even being able to return to the Special Service Division, I am satisfied. While I can still move, I want to do more work. "
Hu Fei felt sad, sighed secretly, and changed the topic:
"By the way, Lao Guo, you said yesterday that the guy named Kong Sheng suddenly sneaked back to Sijiu City from the northwest? What? What does this guy have to say?"
Lao Guo nodded:
"Well, Kong Nansheng, he used to be the deputy section chief of the Investigation Section of the Municipal Bureau. Because of jealousy, he got into trouble with "him", and later even hooked up with him and set up a trap to trick "him".
The bottom of this kid's butt was not clean. I took care of it myself at that time. I saved face for Jiang Dongfang of the steel rolling mill and was sent to the northwest farm to work as a security officer. "
Hu Fei frowned and said in an angry tone:
"Mad, this bastard is a scourge. He should have been killed immediately. Then what is his purpose of suddenly sneaking back to Sijiu City? Is he waiting for an opportunity to take revenge?"
Lao Guo thought about it:
"I can't say for sure, but since he escaped back at the risk of being beheaded, he must have had no good intentions and had to be on guard."
Lao Hu rubbed his stubble:
"Well, that makes sense. This kid is indeed a scourge and needs to be eliminated as soon as possible. Do you have any specific clues now?"
Lao Guo shook his head:
"No, he has only been seen near Hat Alley. He is also a detective and a native of Sijiu City, so he is familiar with the urban area.
The current situation is special. There are too many floating people in Sijiu City, and they are all dressed in the same style. There is no way to squeeze into the crowd casually. "
Hu Fei frowned tightly, and his tone suddenly became solemn:
"Mat Hutong, isn't that "his" home? Is this bastard here for Comrade Xiao Yang? Lao Guo, nothing happens to Xiao Yang, otherwise "he" will go crazy!
Now this hozen has gone crazy and is lawless. If something happens to Xiao Yang, "he" dares to repeat what happened in Jakarta in Sijiu City. "
Lao Guo nodded and said calmly:
"Well, I understand, boss, so I immediately turned to the two brothers Wang Yang and Wang Xiao from the steel rolling mill. They are both powerful people now.
In the courtyard, there are also fierce generals from Patna. Lei Qianjun, Tang Ahong, and Chen Jiansheng from the original 5th Division are also there. There are many masters, so they should be fine. "
Hu Fei tapped the table gently:
"Lao Guo, you can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Although these "his" subordinates are all rare masters, they usually have their own affairs. It is inevitable that Comrade Xiao Yang will not be alone.
Hu Fei stopped moving his fingers and his tone became harsh:
"The key is to suppress this scourge called Kong Nansheng and cut off the hidden danger at its root. We can't let "him" feel cold.
Lao Guo, start immediately with Kong Nansheng's connections and dig him out as soon as possible. You will be personally responsible for this matter. "
Lao Guo assured with a firm tone:
"Okay, boss, I understand. Even if I risk my life, I, Lao Guo, will not let Yang Caiyu lose a hair."
At the same time, Sijiucheng, Maomao Hutong, Sanjin Siheyuan, and the backyard are the places that Du Weiguo dreams about.
Yang Caiyu, who had recovered, had just gotten off work. She said goodbye to Sun Xiaohong, Li Xiaomeng and the others and returned to her home.
Sun Yunmei was playing with her favorite pot of Phalaenopsis on the porch. She used to have dozens of pots of flowers, but now she only has this pot due to special circumstances.
"Mom, I'm back. I brought you food. The cabbage and tofu made in the cafeteria today is your favorite. Eat it while it's hot."
Yang Caiyu wore an old white-washed military uniform, yellow rubber shoes, and a red badge on his chest. He took off the military shoulder bag and took out an aluminum lunch box from inside.
"Caiyu, have you eaten?"
Sun Yumei took the warm lunch box and asked softly. Yang Caiyu shook his head:
"I have no appetite. I don't want to eat tonight."
Sun Yumei helped her smooth her sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, and scolded her in a low voice:
"You can do this without eating. Look at you, how thin have you become?"
Compared with before Du Weiguo left Sijiu City, Yang Caiyu lost 10 pounds and had a pointed chin. There was nothing that could be done about it. She had been lying down for more than half a year, her vitality was damaged and she needed to recover slowly.
Yang Caiyu smiled and replied: "Why am I so thin? I have gained weight recently. Mom, please eat quickly."
"Comrade Caiyu, you're off work. Come on, try the Erhe Noodle Soup I made~"
Bart's wife walked over from the central courtyard carrying a steaming large porcelain bowl. When she arrived in front of Yang Caiyu, she lowered her voice and said:
"Caiyu, I pressed a few pieces of meat at the bottom of this bowl. You go in and eat."
Yang Caiyu postponed and said: "Sister-in-law, I ate too much at lunch and I'm not hungry. You can take it back and replenish Xiaobao's health~~"
Xiaobao is the nickname of Bart's son. Bart's wife couldn't help but put the big bowl in Yang Caiyu's hand, pretending to be angry and scolded:
"You're not hungry, why have you lost so much weight? If Director Du sees this, he'll be heartbroken. When the time comes, he'll definitely blame us for not taking good care of you."
Upon hearing this, Yang Caiyu's eyes turned red. Although Du Weiguo was not by her side, she could feel the care he left for her all the time.
At work, her bosses and colleagues treated her like a treasure and did not even dare to say a harsh word, let alone criticize her.
When she got home, she was still surrounded by stars. Not only was she escorted and protected when going to and from get off work, but she was even given delicious food in different ways every day.
Under such special circumstances and under conditions of scarce supplies, she still lived peacefully and calmly, like a bud in an ivory tower.
However, these special treatment were all obtained by Du Weiguo at the cost of his life. She vaguely heard Old Hao reveal some of them before.
Du Weiguo was struggling outside just to make some noise and scare some people with evil intentions in Sijiu City, so as to protect her and make them live easier.
Every time he thought of this, Yang Caiyu felt like his heart was cut by a knife!
At this moment, a crisp and soft loli voice came from the Moon Gate: "Excuse me, is Comrade Yang Caiyu at home?"
Following the words, a young and beautiful girl slowly walked out from the Moon Gate. Her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were moving, Pingpingtingting.
This girl's figure is particularly eye-catching. Even the fat old military uniform can't hide her partial majesty, and her eyes are a faint dark red, which is fascinating.
Astonishingly, it was Kumoyo who had disappeared for a long time and was a master of both Luo and Yu! (End of chapter)
