king of war

Chapter 307 Fierce Battle in Snow Mountain
The tragedy at the New York City Airport shocked the whole world. No matter in terms of scale or casualties, this attack was not comparable to the nuclear explosion on the Iberian Peninsula in the first half of the year.

But this time it happened in a different place. It was in the United States, the most powerful country in the world and the country that controls the mainstream discourse in the world.

In their eyes, people in small countries are not human beings, and tens of thousands of deaths in a small country may not necessarily occupy a corner of the news.

And everyone in a big country can make a news hot search, not to mention that this time it is a direct attack on the mainland.

The scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in the airport is even more outrageous in the United States. What makes the citizens of the United States feel angry and frightened the most is that the attackers slipped away majestically after massacring the airport.

The murderer must be found!
Take revenge, take revenge!
This is the fastest consensus in the United States.

A week later, Rus Shermetyevo Airport.

The same scene happened again in a different country.

The terrorists held machine guns and stood on the commanding heights of the airport waiting hall, shooting continuously.

A large number of innocent passengers were hit by bullets, and fell to the ground one by one wailing, blood gushed out, and the ground of the entire airport hall was stained red.

Grenade after round was fired at the dense crowd. Every time the grenade hit the ground, it would set off a large cloud of blood mist. Countless limbs and broken arms were flying in the air and scattered everywhere.

The executioners laughed wildly, their fingers gripping the trigger tightly, and even the barrels of the guns became red and burning.

The disabled machine gun was discarded directly, and then another one was picked up to continue shooting.

Two Gatling machine guns became the main force of the killing, blocking the exit of the airport, constantly driving away the passengers who wanted to escape.

When the anti-terrorist special forces arrived, the terrorists began to retreat, while detonating bombs on the tarmac and in the airport building.

The huge explosion almost leveled the entire airport building, and even the first wave of anti-terrorist special forces who arrived were involved.

Later, they found the bodies of two terrorists in the rubble.

At this time, Qin Rongshuai was squatting on a snow mountain in Central Asia, wearing heavy winter clothes, leading the scouting eagle to search the nearby mountains.

A group of special forces wearing snow camouflage and full mountaineering equipment squatted beside him.

Price put down the radio in frustration, "The meteorological department said that there may be a snowstorm today, so let's cancel this operation."

Qin Rongshuai sneered, "Are they suggestions or orders?"

"It's an order." Price froze for a moment, and then realized something was wrong.

Generally, the logistics department only makes suggestions. After all, their business is to provide intelligence information for the decision-making department. When the specific feedback is given to the action force, the commander will make his own judgment according to the situation.

How can there be any reason for a logistics supporter to give orders to the front line? This is completely unreasonable.

Qin Rongshuai said meaningfully, "It seems that someone doesn't want us to act."

Price immediately became excited when he heard this, and eagerly said, "Then we have to go in and have a look."

At this time, the wind in the mountains became stronger, rolling up snowflakes covering the sky, the clouds in the sky became thicker and lower, and the light gradually dimmed.

The steep cliffs are covered with layers of ice edges, which look very fragile.

The temperature at this time has dropped to more than minus 30 degrees, and the cold wind is like a knife, which cuts the exposed skin painfully, and the human hair is covered with a thick layer of ice.

At this time, mountaineering is like dancing on the tip of a knife. If you are not careful, you will fall into the bottomless abyss and be smashed to pieces.

For a while, the atmosphere of the special forces was a little silent, and even these soldiers who had undergone rigorous training were a little afraid of this environment.

Price took a deep puff of his cigar, then pressed the cigarette butt on the nearby stone, picked up the ice pick, and said through gritted teeth, "I'll go first."

Qin Rongshuai waved his hand, "Let my people come, squad leader, you lead them up first."

"Complete the task resolutely!" The first squad leader led a few soldiers to quickly arrange their equipment, sticking to the steep cliff, stepping on the protruding stones and rubbing up bit by bit.

Soon the silhouettes of several soldiers disappeared in the blizzard and snowstorm. In the whistling wind, no one could hear any sound and could only wait silently.

Everyone looked at the sky nervously, only Qin Rong was handsome and calm, as if he had a plan in mind.

After more than ten minutes, several climbing ropes were thrown down from above, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Price took the lead in grabbing a climbing rope, hung the safety hook on it, and quickly climbed up.

Someone took the lead and others responded one after another, climbing to the top one by one.

After half an hour, all special forces members climbed to the top of the mountain and began to organize their equipment.

The squad leader who climbed up the first place had already gone out to investigate and brought back the information.

"There is an airport above, with more than 500 people stationed there. I can't tell how many planes there are, but there are at least ten hangars." The squad leader picked up an ice pick and drew a simple map on the snow on the ground.

"Here is the oil depot, here is the barracks, here is the tower, no heavy weapons are seen, only a few snow tractors, no tanks or armored vehicles."

"The terrain of this place is special, so heavy equipment like tanks can't be loaded, but armored vehicles are fine." Qin Rongshuai thought for a while and said, "But it's not a big problem. What are the enemy's weapons?"

"They are all light weapons, mainly assault rifles. I didn't see heavy machine guns, but I found that they carry rockets." The first squad leader replied quickly.

Qin Rongshuai looked up at the growing snowstorm, squinted his eyes, and stepped hard on the simple map, "Sneak into the battle, use a knife as much as possible, and clean up the camp."

The company commanders and platoon leaders next to them nodded silently, pulled off the goggles on their hoods, put on their white snow combat uniforms, and quickly disappeared into the snowstorm like ghosts in the snow .

The blizzard is getting worse and worse, and visibility is so low that we can see less than two meters away.

At this time, the rebel soldiers stationed here also felt relaxed. This place was originally a Jedi, and basically they could only come up by plane. Coupled with such a heavy snowstorm, even their own people in the camp were unwilling to come out.

The sentinel was so blown by the wind and snow that he couldn't stay outside at all, so he turned around and went back. Several people squatted together in the house to warm up, talking happily about some trivial things that happened in the camp.

A few figures appeared in the wind and snow outside, slowly approached the house, and quietly unscrewed the handle of the door.

The door was pushed violently by the wind outside, and it slammed heavily on the wall, and a large number of snowflakes were swept in.

The soldiers who were squatting on the ground to warm themselves by the fire were stunned for a moment. Before they could turn around, they were thrown to the ground. A cold dagger slashed across their throats, and their white cold-proof clothes were soaked with blood.

(End of this chapter)