blackstone code

Chapter 894 Closing
"People have entered the jungle, I can't see it in the air..."

The pilot's line of sight was blocked by the vegetation on the ground, and he only occasionally saw figures swaying vaguely through the canopy.

The weather in the north is heating up slower than in the south. The southernmost part of the Federation has completely entered spring, and the temperature is at least [-] or [-] degrees, but in the southernmost part of Mariro, the temperature is only over [-] degrees.

In addition, the severe winter caused the dead branches and old leaves on the trees to fall almost, which gave the pilot a chance to vaguely see.

The sergeant on the ship looked at the dense forest not far from the shore, and was silent for a moment. He glanced at the rear admiral who was dressed as an ordinary person beside him, and made a decision.

"Press them out."

"Roger that!"

The beret suddenly looked up at the sky, and the plane that had been circling at a low altitude suddenly pulled up. Is it time to leave?

It's also interesting to say that when looking from the air to the ground, you can hardly see anything, but looking from the ground to the air, you can easily find the whereabouts of the plane.

There was a little smile on the corner of his mouth. The thing flying in the sky is indeed annoying, but it is not omnipotent. At least it has nothing to do when facing the jungle.

"Hurry up and try to reach the pick-up location as soon as possible."

The group speeded up and didn't even look at the planes in the sky anymore.

They didn't observe, but the rear admirals and military observers on the cruiser didn't dare to relax a bit, and their eyes were fixed on the plane in the sky.

I saw the plane suddenly lifted up, circled twice in the air, seemed to find a suitable angle, and then plunged downward.

Just when it was about 50 to 100 meters above the ground, a pointed object was suddenly thrown out from under the middle of the aircraft fuselage.

The thing slammed into the ground with little to no angle adjustment, and at the same time the plane was pulled up again.

At that moment, with the violent explosion and the flying grass and dust, everyone knew that the shell had exploded.

The rear admiral tightly clutched the gauntlet on the ship's side, with an extremely serious expression.

He participated in the naval battle against Gafla, and it was that naval battle that made him from a captain to a rear admiral. He knew exactly what the war wanted.

He knows better than the generals sitting in the office of the Department of Defense, and the senators on committees related to the military in Congress.

There is no need for humanitarian care, no need for moral courtesy, let alone benevolence, what is needed is lethality.

Some people think that war is a continuation of politics and a means to promote political compromise. It is certainly correct to put such words in the mouths of politicians.

But in the eyes of the soldiers, war is a military operation to kill as many people as possible who are not on their side.

cruel?

scary?
No, this would have been a massacre.

As long as you can kill the enemy and reduce your own casualties, even releasing the devil is acceptable.

At this moment, the plane made a second dive to drop the bomb. The purpose of the dive was to increase the accuracy and also to make the primer easier to detonate.

With another loud noise, the trees in the center of the explosion fell in pieces, and the power of the shells was too great.

At this time, more planes were approaching from behind, and two of these planes were temporarily equipped with machine guns.

Eight planes hovered or swooped continuously over the jungle by the sea, and the oppressive noise brought by each dive made the beret and his men panic in the woods as if they had been stabbed in the butt .

Those planes blocked their escape direction, only the way back to the beach was intact, and the other directions were bombed.

This was an obvious hint that it was time for him to go back.

Sometimes people always have to face such a helpless choice. You don't want to choose, but fate has forced the result of its choice into your hands, and you can't choose.

After attempting a breakthrough, dropping the corpses of five of his men, Beret resigned.

The major generals on board and the observers were still having heated discussions. There is no doubt that the appearance of the plane completely changed their perception of the aircraft.

This is no longer a project that is not worth investing too much energy in their eyes.

Stable takeoff and landing, simple maintenance, fast and ultra-long range plus amazing and precise destructive power, there is no doubt that the birth of the aircraft will really change the pattern of warfare as Lynch said.

These professional military observers finally came to a conclusion that the Federation must go ahead of the world!
More than ten minutes later, the berets came out of the jungle in a panic, and the people from Heishi Security were already waiting for them on the beach.

Beret himself was wounded, a shell exploded within 15 meters of him, he was lucky, most of the fragments were blocked by a tree nearby, although some also injured him.

He limped and slowly knelt on the beach with his hands raised high. There were less than ten people around him. They also put the looted things on the beach and knelt there like him.

At this moment, the battle was almost over, but the planes in the sky did not leave completely, because this was within the territory of Mariro.

They did not get the consent of the Mariello puppet government to carry out military strikes here. In case some people get sick and want to come out to trouble them, keeping the plane is also a kind of early warning.

The role of aircraft is reflected more and more, and the major general also began to discuss with those military observers how to build a new tactical system.

Here, on the beach, an action team leader walked up to the beret. He looked at the beret with some distaste, "Hand over the yellow envelope that Mr. Lynch gave you."

The beret froze for a moment, and then realized that these people had something to do with Lynch.

He took out the thing from his underwear without any resistance in silence, and seeing that it was really hidden in the underwear, the members of the action team couldn't help laughing, only the captain's expression became ugly.

Such a valuable item must be kept by the captain.

He raised the rifle in his hand and hit the beret on the head with the butt.

Facing the humiliation of the Federals, the mighty beret and his men on the ship dared not say anything, let alone do anything.

The captain pinched the corner of the envelope in disgust, and lifted it up, a stench immediately hit his face.

The smell is like... the smell of dead fish and rotten shrimp stuffed into an upside-down iron bucket in summer, and exposed to the sun for two days.

"Damn!" He quickly took out a bag from his pocket and wrapped the envelope in it, which made him feel better.

"Is everything here?" the captain asked.

The beret was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

The captain took two steps back. This step made Beret feel nervous. He subconsciously wanted to stand up, but it was still a step too late.

All of a sudden, there was a burst of gunfire, and everyone was killed without the ability to resist.

Seeing these people collapsed on the beach and twitching, the captain pouted, and said to the others, "Next time there is such a situation, remember to tie their hands and ankles together first, these are armed thugs. "

He patted a rookie on the shoulder, and then shouted loudly: "Clean the battlefield, it's time for us to go home!"

The soldiers were very excited. At the beginning, they were told that they would be discharged from the army, but they were still very scared.

Because they are not prisoners, the prisoners will master a survival technique in the prison anyway, and these soldiers know nothing.

They can only kill, but it is against the law to kill without permission. They have no means to survive in society.

This uneasiness and confusion did not gradually ease until they entered the safety of Blackstone.

It's like coming home here, receiving training every day, and then executing orders, whether it's protecting or killing, it's what they do best.

More importantly, Blackstone Security pays them very high salaries. If they can go out to work, there will be extra subsidies every day. Almost everyone wants to go out to work.

The novice standing on the beach looked at those old people who had just killed some people and were talking about where to go for vacation. He couldn't keep up with the jumping thinking of these people.

The captain came over, punched him in the chest, and said with a smile, "Don't be in a daze, we will resist with our things, you will get used to this place..."

He seems to be talking about the high welfare and high treatment of Blackstone Security, or he seems to be talking about... killing people?
The novice doesn't know, he and his partner are dragging a heavy bag and walking towards the speedboat. The only thing he knows now is that he will get a subsidy of about 1000 yuan for the action in less than two weeks, and there are still Not less than one week of paid vacation.

The gain in money dispelled the confusion about life after the murder, and he also started chatting with his partner, talking about hanging out together during the holidays...

A little later, the staff sergeant called Lynch and told him that the mission had been completed and was on the way back.

The entire operation process was recorded by the camera. This will be a very important information. It can convince the Ministry of Defense, the military, and even the Congress to place more orders for Lynch and approve more Budget.

At just nine o'clock the next morning, representatives of the military and the Ministry of Defense appeared outside Lynch's room.

The ship came back in the middle of the night, and the major general and observers did not dare to delay, and sent all the information here to the national defense and various military regions through the TV network overnight.

Ten minutes later, the generals of the Ministry of National Defense and the military almost made an appointment to fight over who would give the two hundred planes first.

Until someone asked a question——

"Why don't I order more planes from Lynch?"

"Isn't that solved?"

That's a fucking good idea!

This is why representatives of the Ministry of National Defense and the military appeared outside Lynch's room early in the morning. They couldn't wait to get the real aircraft and try it out to determine how to build a new tactical system around the aircraft.

Everything is as Lynch said, it will change the war!
(End of this chapter)