Singer has been going well lately and all his wishes have come true.
As a frontline commander, he was a lucky man.
His grandfather and father are both soldiers. The third generation of his family is in the army. In this country, as a member of a high caste, he must be unusual. He can definitely be regarded as a noble family in the traditional sense.
Singh was admitted to the military academy at the age of 16. After graduating at the age of 20, he was appointed as a second lieutenant officer of the 5th Gorka Infantry Regiment. He was the youngest second lieutenant officer in the army that year.
At this time, his father must have been promoted from the rank of major to a higher level. With the blessing of his father and grandfather, Singh's military career was very smooth. He served as company commander, regiment commander, and brigade commander. Recently, he has been on a meteoric rise. , a smooth journey.
Recently, Singh received a new appointment as the commander of a mountain division on the border.
He had just celebrated his 40th birthday at this time. Among commanders at the same level, he was absolutely young.
If he continues to be promoted at this rate, it shouldn't be a big problem for Singer to have four gold stars on his red collar badge in the future, as long as nothing unexpected happens.
When he got off the plane, he glanced at the people picking him up from the plane, and Singer deliberately tensed his face.
He knew he couldn't give this a good look.
The reason is that the other party makes him too unhappy.
Less than three months after he took over as commander of the Mountain Division, something big happened to the SFF special operations force under his jurisdiction.
Last night, when Singh received a call saying that the SFF camp here was under infiltration reconnaissance, he took the microphone and roared, saying that if you can't intercept them, then I will intercept your future.
After saying that, he slammed the phone receiver.
There is no need for Singer to be polite about SFF.
These are just some bastards who defected to their own country.
A bunch of betrayers.
After hearing their own roar, they should fight tooth and nail to achieve their orders.
Unexpectedly, when I was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, I was woken up by the ringing of the phone again.
This time, news came that made him even more angry - the enemy team that had infiltrated actually escaped!
Not only did they escape, but an SFF company, two cuckolds and a GRS member who were pursuing them also died.
Of course, that wasn't the only thing that made him even more angry.
When the support troops arrived at the site of the firefight, there were only more than a hundred corpses left on the ground. What's more, when clearing the battlefield, they actually set off a trap device, killing 21 more soldiers and injuring them. 12.
Singer began to have doubts about the cuckold's ability.
It is said that these people are very good, they are experts in guerrilla warfare, how powerful they are.
What's wrong?
Is it okay to come here to eat marsala for a few days?
So, he must come here today.
One is to boost morale.
I have to say that what happened last night had a huge impact on SFF.
Now it is not only the SFF, but also the division headquarters. The subordinates are all talking about how the other party was able to escape the pursuit of an SFF company with superior strength, and was able to annihilate this company!
What's more, it is said that many people in the company that were wiped out were killed by a single shot to the head, and the death was horrific.
Such messages spread like an infectious disease among Singer's troops.
He had to come out to control the situation.
Secondly, it's time to talk to those cuckolds.
Just purchased 11,000 ECWCS (Extended Cold Weather Soldier Clothing System) sets from their owner, only to find out upon arrival that a third of them were second hand.
Someone has worn it!
This can be tolerated for the sake of "common friendship".
But damn, the cuckolds and GRS elite instructors hired with huge sums of money have spent so long to teach such a bunch of rubbish!
He wanted to go to the SFF camp in person and ask those cuckolds, Xigou, if you could do it!
"Sir!"
The SFF commander came up and stood at attention, stepped on the dust under his feet and saluted.
Singh's face was expressionless, his eyes were on the cuckolds and GRS members next to him, and he first showed his dissatisfaction to them as a meeting gift.
Then he said: "Let's go in and talk."
…
"This guy is more eloquent than the contestants in the speech contest." No. 2 looked at his watch, and he seemed a little impatient.
Because in the surveillance footage, Singh had been speaking in front of the officers and soldiers in the entire SFF camp for a full two hours.
That's right.
Two hours.
Singer didn't seem to be tired at all.
From getting off the plane, to entering the barracks for a meeting, and then coming out to gather all the officers and soldiers to give a speech.
It’s been three hours now.
The sunset has appeared on the horizon, and Singer is still there with unfinished thoughts.
"On the 5th, if this guy is still talking when it gets dark, we can just blast him."
No. 5 nodded and said without any objection, "Okay, we'll do it when it gets dark."
No. 2 said: "How about we do it now?"
No. 5 said: "It's not dark yet, just wait."
No. 2 said: "What if he returns to the camp later and leaves tomorrow?"
No. 5 thought for a moment and said, don't worry, he can't sleep on the bed here.
Then he asked again: "Have the identities of cuckolds and GRS been verified?"
No. 2 said: "Two people have verified it, but now a total of 7 cuckolds and GRS have been found. Including those who were among the dead last night, it is estimated that a small team is here."
No. 5 thought for a while and said: "Well, don't wait any longer, so as not to have a long night and many dreams."
He looked at his watch and said, "Wait another half hour, then take action when it gets completely dark. If he finishes his speech and returns to the barracks, kill him directly."
"clear."
No. 2’s words have not yet finished.
In the picture, Singer said he was tired, and finally raised his hand and waved it hard in the air, as if he wanted to break everything.
Through the screen, I didn't hear what Singer said, but Li Zheng thought it was an encouragement, probably to give his soldiers some blood.
Afterwards, Singh finally finished his long speech of more than two hours. He left the simple podium set up for him by SFF and prepared to leave.
"He's leaving."
"Keep an eye on him!"
With everyone watching closely, Singh did not go to the barracks, but went straight to the helicopter.
After a simple goodbye, the helicopter's propellers began to spin.
Singh stepped on the wooden steps prepared for him and walked up the steps. Before entering the cabin, he turned back and waved goodbye.
The helicopter slowly lifted off the ground and began to lift.
The SSF commander and several cuckold and GRS members who were seeing him off on the ground were also looking up.
"Light the fireworks!"
The order was given on the 5th.
No. 2 pressed the launch button without thinking.
On the hills surrounding the SFF camp, behind a few inconspicuous piles of rocks, the loitering missile launcher emitted a ball of fire that was not too dazzling, and then eight loitering missiles were shot into the sky at a speed that was not considered high speed. After reaching a certain height, it began to turn around and dive, heading straight towards the center of the SFF camp.
A soldier on guard near the camp vaguely seemed to hear something, a strange sound.
Like a bee flapping its wings desperately, it buzzed.
He frowned and raised his head in the direction of the sound, as if to see clearly what it was.
A dark object flew through the air more than ten meters above his head.
At this time, the helicopter was already about 5 meters above the ground.
The sound of the propeller is so loud that it drowns out all other sounds, even loud voices cannot be heard.
Suddenly, the helicopter that had already flown seven or eight meters seemed to be hit hard by something.
Everything was so sudden.
The helicopter turned into a ball of fire.
The captain in the cuckold shouted: "Under attack! Be alert!"
He is a veteran.
Experience.
However, the roar of the helicopter made him completely lose the opportunity.
Before he could turn around and flee, a missile hit directly at his feet.
Then, he saw a strange scene——
The SFF commander beside him flew into the air with him...
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
