Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

"Boss, you must think carefully about whether to report this matter. The people above us actually don't know anything about our operation. If we report it, and the loss is so huge, we're afraid..."

The deputy reminded the boss, causing his eyes to widen and he became sober. Indeed, from the riot in Yan Country to the attack, the entire process was under his unilateral command. He just didn't expect things to get so serious. Generally speaking, he also had the power to carry out unilateral actions. But the cost was too high, which was another matter. After reporting this, he had to at least step down.

The above is a result-oriented approach. If you do a good job, you will be rewarded. If you do not do a good job, sorry, you will be forced to step down and be punished.

"My nephew is dead, his penis is stuffed in my mouth, and I still have to swallow my anger, you bastard..."

He was so angry that he almost contracted the original virus directly and his lungs exploded.

"It's like this. We can suppress it first and then wait for an opportunity to retaliate. If we make a big fuss, it won't be good for us. Don't think too much about it. Life is often not as expected..."

The deputy comforted his superior with a famous saying from the Yan Kingdom. During this period, he had made considerable achievements in studying Yan's culture, which came in handy immediately.

"There are only a few things we can tell people. Take your time. We still have a chance. If we step down, we will have nothing."

……

Desolate desert, lonely smoke in the desert.

Under the yellow sky and the windy sand, several cars were running wildly on the deserted ancient road, blowing up the yellow sand. Melodious singing continued to rise all around, drifting into the distance, never stopping.

"...across the mountains, across the plains, across the surging Yellow River and Yangtze River..."

“Good, good, good…” Lao Kong was like the old man in the model song who gave Little Swallow a thumbs up. He happily poked his gray head out from the open skylight, and faced the northwest wind, cheering and singing all the way. He was already ninety years old, and he hadn’t been so happy in a long time, just because they had really won a great victory this time, and the car was full of trophies, including tens of millions of US dollars alone. How could he not be happy?

The main thing is that this is the enemy's hideout. If we cut off their lifeline, we can deter these militants. They will think carefully before causing trouble in the future. The consequences will be very horrible and the price will be very high.

In the past, many Northwestern soldiers on guard died in these people’s sneak attacks. They have fought back, but the results were not ideal. This time it is really different. We can give an explanation to the dead martyrs.

It was the first time for those Northwestern soldiers to experience such an exciting special warfare method and they were strongly baptized by the battlefield. Invisible flames began to jump in their eyes. Many of them woke up as if from a dream. They did not expect that the special warfare infiltration operation was really a righteous comrade. So many enemies were killed in one go and not a single comrade died on the battlefield. This would have been unbelievable in the past.

It can be said that Chen Jun completely won the hearts of these men!

Border defense base.

The sentry was waiting in circles, like a ghost banging his head against a wall, and he was so anxious that he seemed to be about to explode.

"Why haven't you come back yet? Oh my God, nothing has happened, right? It's already daybreak..."

He looked at the distance, as anxious as an ant in an iron pot, including the squad leader Lao Ma from the kitchen squad who was standing nearby waiting.

"Could something have really happened? I can't get through to Lao Kong on the phone. My God, he's already very old, and I told him he wouldn't listen. He won't have the chance to eat my braised pork in brown sauce anymore. Sigh..."

In the past, there were armed elements who would attack them by surprise, and after receiving orders from their superiors, they would chase them down, but there were often casualties. Now, Squad Leader Lao Kong and his group of more than 30 people were attacking a local base with at least hundreds of people. It was bound to be very dangerous.

"Sergeant Lao Ma, look, they are back."

"Where, where..."

Old Ma looked towards the east and saw the shadows of several cars running wildly in the sun. Just as he was getting worried, he heard a melodious song, and he started to smile.

Lao Kong's out-of-tune singing.

"Anima, go up and greet them, the hero is back!"